"And Rodriguez...... Schiller Rodriguez! ”

"A damn murderer, a pervert!"

"You goddamn agent! Haven't you been looking for the murderer in the first place? I can tell you that the murderer is none other than Rodriguez, and he killed two people! And dismembered one of them! I saw it with my own eyes!

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When Lyonel pronounced the name Rodriguez, all kinds of negative emotions came out of his teeth like a flood.

For the first time, Benjamin felt that human emotions can really be turned into a knife like a substance, making people feel like a man's back.

If hatred could really be turned into substance, then Lay Onel might have the sharpest weapon in the world, but alas, this kind of thing can't happen.

Therefore, he could only clench his fists fiercely in this reception room, keep stomping his feet, and vent all kinds of negative emotions against Schiller to Benjamin as a victim.

And when Benjamin heard the words "Schiller killed at least two people" from Lennell, his brow furrowed deeply.

At this time, the snow outside the window began to get heavier and heavier, and through the fluttering snowflakes, the warm light points lit up again, and the mayor's mansion appeared in the snow, and time traveled back to two years ago.

This time, the brilliant lights had fallen, the blood in the living room had not been wiped clean, the body of the deputy speaker was lying in the corner of one side of the hall, covered with a white cloth, all the doors of the entire mayor's mansion were closed, and everyone turned off the lights and hid in the bedrooms not daring to make a sound.

Because just now, two more deaths occurred, and even the police could no longer maintain order, and everyone could only hide back in their small rooms like mice chased by cats, in a vain attempt to gain some security.

A violent blizzard surrounds the estate, turning it into a prison for ordinary people and, at the same time, a hunting ground for serial killers.

In the dark corridor, only a room at the end showed a glimmer of light, and the light that came through the crack in the door was like a sharp knife, cutting the end of the corridor into another cold and cold space.

Leonel crept down the corridor to the door that shone in the light, he stopped, then held his breath, and heard a cold voice coming from the door:

“…… It seems that this is the last one...... Unfortunately, there was still nothing I was looking for. ”

Leonel heard the creepy sound of cutting meat in the room, followed by the sound of water and the "click" of leather shoes pacing on the floor, all of which made him feel terrified, but he suppressed the emotion and continued listening.

"Such a huge treasure...... Winter, Winter ...... Looks like I'm going to have to get out of here, but before that......"

The sound from the room was intermittent, and Lyonel continued to hold his breath, trying to hear it clearly, but soon, the sound in the room stopped, and Lyonel's body trembled a little.

Just as he calmed down by taking a deep breath, stood up, and was about to leave, he heard a soft "squeak" and the door opened.

A figure in a suit, standing in the light projected from the room, but like a black hole that swallows all light, is Schiller Rodriguez.

Leonel sat down on the ground, he tried to move his body, took a few steps back, and let out a short breath from his mouth, he said, "Professor Rodriguez......"

"Did you see that?" Schiller asked him expressionlessly.

"No, I didn't, I didn't see anything!"

"You saw me kill Nelson." Schiller used an affirmative sentence, saying, "You saw that I had found him, asked him those questions, and then killed him and threw him down the stairs, so you followed me all the way here to hear what I was looking for." ”

Lai Onel turned over hard, got up from the ground, clasped his hands together, and said with a bent body: "No, no, Mr. Professor, I haven't seen anything, I can keep it secret, really ......"

"Then why are you here?"

There was a chilling coldness in his wicked tone, and Leonel didn't even know how to answer, he tried to squeeze out a smirk, and Schiller followed suit, but that smile looked creepy.

"Uh...... That's right, I came to you, in fact, I just want you to treat my son, he has autism, I have called in a lot of specialists, but I don't think they are as professional as you......"

"Where is he?"

Leonel didn't seem to expect Schiller to ask the question directly, he showed a very hesitant and embarrassed expression, he said: "It's late now, and it's ......"

"If you're not here for it, then you're really seeing something......"

As Schiller said this, Leonel saw a trace of blood flowing out of the crack in the door, he swallowed his saliva, the expression of fear on his face could hardly be suppressed, and finally, in order to save his life, he still said: "...... No, I'm serious, if you think so, then come with me......"

Leonel and Schiller weave their way through the dark corridors, up the spiral staircase, upstairs, and into the reception room.

Luxe Luthor, dressed in a suit, was waiting there, he was younger and only a teenager.

Schiller stepped forward, bent over, and stared at Lex, who also looked up at him, his eyes a little numb, and he seemed to be a little unconscious, unable to think on his own.

Schiller's eyes narrowed, and Lennell stepped forward and asked politely, "Professor, how is it?" Is my son okay? ”

My Healing Game

Schiller straightened up, pretended to be thinking, turned and walked back, and began to pace around the room.

Leonel's attention was on Lex's body, therefore, he did not notice, and Schiller, who walked behind him, picked up a vase from the decorative table.

"The child's luck is not good, when his mother gave birth to him, she suffered from postpartum depression, I called many doctors and took good care of her, but in the end she committed suicide......"

"Although I was sad, I knew that I had to hold on for the sake of Little Lux, but what made me even more devastating was that a few years later, he was diagnosed with childhood autism, unable to communicate with people normally, and his thinking was not normal......"

"Professor, you don't know how sad I am, at that moment, I almost wanted to go with my wife, but in order to take care of him, I persevered."

"For the sake of my son, I want to live......"

Leonel's voice trembled all the time, like a grief-stricken old father, and just as he stood up and looked back to see Schiller's reaction, what appeared in his field of vision was a huge vase.

With a loud bang, Leonel fell to the ground, and Schiller threw down the handle of the vase, and instead of looking at Leonel, who was knocked out by him and covered in blood, he came to Lex.

He bent down and touched Lex's head, but Lex still didn't react, still sluggish.

Schiller rolled the eyelids of his eyes and whispered to himself: "Long-term overdose of Valium drugs......"

He fumbled around Lex's body, instinctively flinching as he touched Lex's calves and knees.

Schiller rolled up Lex's trouser leg and, noticing that there were many old wounds on it, told Lex to turn around. When he lifted his shirt, he found that he also had a wound on his back, and it was clear that this could not have been caused by accident, but the traces of abuse.

He turned his head and glanced at Lyonnell, his eyes became a little cold, and then, he tested Lykes' various reactions, then sighed, stopped in place and thought for a long time, and finally, he still held Lyx's back and said, "...... Come with me. ”

He patted Lex on the back and guided him out the door, through the dark hallway, to the room he had been in before, and Lex still didn't react to the strong smell of blood.

Without looking at the indescribable mass in the center of the room, Schiller walked past the pile, came to the bedside, and pulled out a small box from his suitcase.

After opening the box, it was a very small reagent tube, Schiller looked at the less than one milliliter of liquid left in the reagent tube, he sighed deeply, and said to himself: "It's not much, and now it's just a little bit left......

"However, because there is only so little left, it seems that there is nothing else to do." Schiller said as if comforting himself.

He glanced up at Lex, at his immature face and glazed eyes, paused, and walked over.

He unscrewed the lid of the small reagent tube, and the moment the lid opened, a charming smell of wine spread through the room.

He clasped his hand around Lex's jaw, making him open his mouth, and poured the liquid from the test tube into his mouth.

The moment the liquid entered his mouth, Lex showed an extremely pained expression.

Schiller bent down and hugged him, stopping his struggle, and Lex shivered like a dying fish coming ashore from the sea, and after a few minutes, began to vomit and cough.

When Lex finally straightened up, his eyes began to sparkle a little, glowing slightly.

It was like a vegetative person who had been lying in a hospital bed for many years suddenly woke up, he was confused for a moment, and then froze in place, beginning to accept the memories in his head.

Schiller pressed his shoulder, looked him in the eye, and then said to him, "I know you're a little confused right now, and I think you have a memory of what happened to you, but I'll have to explain it to you." ”

"Your father must have been abusing you, but I don't understand why he would give you an overdose of diazepam drugs for a long time, so that these drugs have seriously affected your development system and thinking ability."

"But coincidentally, I have a very amazing thing that can reactivate the human mind, although it may make people crazy if used in excess, but only one point, it should be just right for your symptoms."

"Of course, this thing will have a bit of a sequelae, and it may make your mind more active and a little crazy in some state of euphoria, but it's still within the range of control."

"Okay, boy, listen, I'll go and hypnotize your father later, so that he forgets that I knocked him unconscious and healed you."

"Hypnosis is not a panacea, and if I had time, maybe I could have done more, but right now, for some reason, I have to leave right away."

Schiller looked Lex in the eye and said, "Remember, pretend that nothing happened, so that you can protect yourself, and if he gives you medicine again, find a way to fool him."

"Also, don't think about revenge until you're sure, goodbye."

After saying that, Schiller turned around, closed his suitcase, and was about to leave, when suddenly, he heard a slightly childish voice from behind him: "Do you know why my father used drugs to control me? ”

Schiller turned his head, he stared into Lex's eyes, and asked suspiciously, "You can speak so quickly?" You ......"

In his field of vision, bathed in the light, standing in front of the mountain of corpses and blood, Lex showed a somewhat crazy smile at him, and then said:

"Because I'm a genius......"

"A super genius."

Behind him, the wind and snow outside the window are still there.

Flying through the wind and snow, time flies forward, and when I look through the window again, the atmosphere of the confrontation between Schiller and Benjamin becomes more and more intense.

And the red-haired boy who had been standing behind Benjamin slowly raised the vase in his hand to the person in front of him.