"Professor Rodriguez, why are you here?" Arthur turned his head to look at Schiller's figure and asked with some surprise.

"I went out for a walk after eating, and then I heard you say that you are going to save people, who are you going to save? Why didn't you call the police? Schiller asked.

But Arthur suddenly showed a somewhat embarrassed look, and he said, "I'm afraid it's useless to call the police, because the person I want to save is far away......"

"How far?"

"More than 4,500 kilometers away."

Schiller looked at Arthur in surprise, and he asked, "The guy you want to save is on the West Coast??" ”

That's right, the east-west width of the U.S. territory is almost more than 4,500 kilometers, and if you calculate it in the other direction, the data should not be exactly the width of the country.

"He's stuck on an island near California, and he seems to have been injured recently, and I have to find a way to help him."

"But how do you know? Did he call you? If he called you, why didn't he just call the police? ”

Although Schiller knew that this must be Arthur's information through communication with the fish, he had to make Arthur confess himself.

"I ......," Arthur seemed to be a little unsure of how to explain, he looked back at the school of fish that were still waiting for him, and said, "You may think I'm crazy, but I can hear the fish, and I've had this ability since I was a child." ”

"The fish told me that someone was stranded on a small island near California, and they brought me news of that person one after another, and I was trying to save him, but I didn't expect him to be injured today."

Before Schiller could say anything, Arthur waved his hand and said, "I know, you might want to call the police and arrest me, or send me to a mental hospital, but someone has already done this, and the police won't arrest a guy just because he says he can hear a fish, unless they're crazy too." ”

Schiller shook his head and said, "You don't have to worry, I'm older than you, I've seen a lot of strange things, you're not special, I'm more curious, how do you plan to save him?" ”

"I'm going to drive over, I'm actually a good swimmer, but I'm afraid he won't be able to ......"

"Don't you tell me you're going to go south, via the Panama Canal, or north, through the Bering Strait, and around the west coast? Not to mention whether you can hold it or not, are you sure that your ship can hold it? Schiller asked, looking at Arthur.

"But I've only worked with the ocean, I haven't even been on a train, and I don't know how to get to California." Arthur seemed a little confused, he had only seen such a long journey in movies, and it was the kind of movie that specialized in road trips.

The protagonist in this kind of movie is usually a random ride, but Arthur feels that he doesn't have such good eloquence, and if he takes a ride in his own image, he is easily regarded as a roadblock robbery.

Schiller sighed and said, "If it's really as you said, the person you want to save is injured and can't last long, and human life is at stake, I can help." ”

Arthur looked at Schiller, his eyes were full of anticipation, Schiller shook his head and said: "If you want to get to California, the fastest way is to fly, but obviously, Brughhaven does not have an airport, and the closest airport from here is Gotham Airport." ”

"If we set off to drive to Gotham now, then by the time we arrive in Gotham, it should already be night, you should have heard a lot of legends about Gotham late at night, do you really dare to go?"

Schiller actually guessed that the unlucky guy who Arthur said was trapped on an island near California was probably Green Arrow, and in the entire DC, Oliver Quinn was the only one who took the Robinson script to be trapped on a desert island.

"No, I have to go, actually...... Actually, I had heard the news a few weeks ago, but I thought he could ...... it himself" Arthur sighed and said, "I should have known that I should have found a way to get over it earlier, I couldn't just watch him die there, right?" ”

"Every night, the fish school will bring me the latest news about him, he is a very strong brave man who will not give up in the face of any difficulties, I listened to the story of his struggle to survive on the isolated island, I can't watch him die......"

Schiller turned and headed for Arthur's house, where Arthur caught up with him.

Back in the house, before the anxious Arthur could speak, Schiller said, "Mr. Curry, we are back." ”

Old Curry, who was adding wood to the fireplace, took a look at it, and said, "Oh, it's not early, Professor, the guest room for you is upstairs, and you can go up and rest at any time." ”

"Perhaps, I didn't tell you what I teach, I'm a professor of psychology at Gotham University, and I'm also a psychologist."

"I saw Arthur standing outside looking at the sea, so I talked to him, and I found that he seemed to be longing for the outside world."

Old Curry was stunned for a moment, as if he heard what Schiller meant, he stood up, and then looked at Arthur, Arthur was no longer expressionless as before, but looked a little moved, Old Curry sighed and said: "I told you a long time ago, let you go out to see, but you always say that you like the sea and don't want to leave, but you always have to go out to see the world." ”

Old Curry sighed, sat down on the couch, and said, "Your mother died in a shipwreck, and I am busy with my duties as a lighthouse keeper, and I have neglected your teachings, and you do not want to travel, nor do you want to go to school, you just want to stay here, Arthur, this is not good......"

Arthur's lips moved, and he said, "I don't know why, but I just have an attachment to the sea, and the thought of going to a place where there is no sea makes me feel a little daunted. ”

"That's just because you're new to that kind of place, maybe you can see it and feel different?" Schiller looked at Arthur and said, he paused, and then said, "It just so happens that I have an academic conference in California, and I can take you around in return for inviting me to fish soup." ”

Hearing the academic conference, the old Kurui's eyes lit up, he has lived in this city all his life, and the word academic has always been out of his mind.

Or rather, everyone in the city has nothing to do with the word, it's just a humble East Coast town, most of the people are inherited from their fathers, and very few people even go to prestigious schools, let alone get into academia.

"You can think about your favorite major, and if you are really talented in it, I can ask someone to write you a letter of recommendation, and maybe you can go to Metropolitan University, or some other East Coast university." By the time Schiller had said this, Old Curry's eyes had begun to glow.

This simple and gentle lighthouse caretaker has the most simple mind, and he wants his children to go to good schools, have good jobs, and live happily ever after, instead of being trapped in the city for the rest of his life, guarding fishing boats, and doing the hard and dangerous work of fishermen.

Schiller didn't treat Arthur very favorably, but considering Arthur's future identity, in the future, he will be the lord of the seven seas, the master of Atlantis, and it can be said that he is the leader of all life in the sea.

If he can get closer to normal human life in the human world, then he will become very close to humans like Clark, which is good for both parties.

And it's good to go to college with Clark, who is close to humans, and the two of them should still be able to talk better, at least not like Clark and Bruce, who quarrel every day when they stay together.

Arthur seemed a little flattered, he didn't expect to be complimented by a college professor, and when he was in high school, if he could get a letter of recommendation from a professor at a well-known university, all the teachers in high school would call him a genius.

"Of course, of course you can, Arthur, quick...... Thank you, professor! ”

Without waiting for Arthur to speak, Schiller glanced down at his watch and said, "I'm afraid we'll have to leave now, it's an impromptu meeting, and in order to discuss a major research result that has just been discovered, I'll have to drive to Gotham Airport right now, and catch a plane, and if you're coming, go pack your bags." ”

Arthur didn't wait for a statement, and old Curry immediately drove him upstairs and said, "Of course you have to go, I don't know what the climate in California is like, will it be hotter than here?" Then those T-shirts I bought for you will come in handy, and by the way, bring a good antiperspirant ......."

Soon, Arthur's luggage was packed, he didn't bring much with him, only a change of clothes with him, and some daily necessities, Schiller and he walked to the place where he had parked before, and after the two got in the car, Arthur asked, "Can I still buy a plane ticket now?" ”

Schiller glanced down at his watch, it was now past 9 o'clock in the evening, and in the 21st century, it would not be a hassle to book tickets at night, but now it is different, it is 1989, and airlines still use on-site or telephone booking.

In other words, if you want to book the nearest plane ticket now, you either go to the counter or make a phone call, but after 9:00 p.m., both the counter and the telephone customer service are already closed, so it is difficult to get a ticket if you do not use some privileges that belong to the rich.

"It doesn't matter," Schiller replied, "I happen to know a pilot friend who is on call all day." ”

"Pilots? But where do we find the plane? Arthur asked again.

Half an hour later, in the square of Wayne Manor, Arthur looked at the Bat fighter, which could barely be called an airplane, and opened his mouth wide in shock.

"This is a model that has been obsolete, otherwise I wouldn't have lent it to you." After changing his clothes, Batman, who was just about to go out to do justice, looked at Schiller and said, "Because you found an unreliable pilot." ”

With that, he turned his head back to Hal, who was still drowsy, he had been dragged out of bed by Schiller, and was still on the verge of being half-asleep.

Schiller poked him hard with his umbrella and said, "Wake up, you're going to fly." ”

Hal came to his senses, sighed and said, "What do you think?" Suddenly flying across the United States to California in the middle of the night? ”

"Of course, it's because I still have a long time left on my annual leave, and I'm going to change places to see the scenery."

Schiller was also telling the truth, originally, his annual leave was only 18 days, and more than half of it was occupied, so his trip could only be arranged in nearby cities, but now, he has almost a month of annual leave, so why not go farther? He hasn't toured the U.S. yet.

Finally, the black bat fighter slowly rose into the air, and then "whoosh" like a meteor and disappeared into the night.

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