Schiller was sure he did smell alcohol, which was not something that could be done with ginger ale instead of beer, and he frowned and looked at Bruce, who was just lying quietly on the couch, breathing evenly, and looking asleep.

If the other side is really just a rich second generation, Schiller will not be surprised at all.

The empty manor, the drunken young master, the extinguished unmanaged fireplace, all tell the story of a lonely heir.

However, Bruce Wayne is not just a rich man, he is also Batman, the most disciplined person in the world.

Schiller had seen him use ginger ale instead of beer, and the spicy sensation could make his performance more natural, and Batman was even more proficient in his reaction after getting drunk, even Schiller couldn't be completely sure if he was drunk or not.

So he stepped forward and poked Bruce with the tip of his umbrella, and the moment he raised his hand, Bruce didn't move, and Schiller was sure that he was really asleep.

Batman drinks alcohol, which is so abnormal.

Schiller sighed, turned around and walked to the fireplace, and found that the shelf next to it was full of firewood, but it was not added to the fireplace, judging by the wetness of the firewood, it should have just been added, and Alfred had prepared everything for Bruce before leaving.

Schiller picked up a few pieces of dry wood and added them to the fireplace, and soon the flames were full of fire, and all that was in the hall was unfolded before his eyes.

Clearly, something had just happened here, and in a space where people had been there, every trace represented a story.

Schiller took a deep breath and began his reasoning.

The most conspicuous trace in the whole hall is the footprints that spread all the way from the door, of course, this series of footprints was not left by Schiller, because Schiller would habitually shine his shoes on the door carpet.

Moreover, this small set of footprints was very small, it looked like it was left by a little girl of about seven or eight years old, and Schiller walked towards the door, and he saw that this series of footprints should have been left by two people, one of the children with a smaller shoe size running in the front, and the other with a larger shoe size running in the back.

The two of them must have chased me in, and they were stopped not far from the gate.

Schiller crouched down and looked at the place where the footprints ended, where there were some water stains, which looked like they were dripping from something, and Schiller guessed that it should be rain from his hair, and judging by the shape of the footprints, these should be two little girls.

Schiller looked at the gate, the dark night sky outside the door began to brighten, the moon set and the sun rose, just today during the day, Gotham ushered in the biggest rain in three months, and in an instant, the rain poured outside the door.

Two small figures rushed in through the door, both soaking wet and their shoes covered with muddy water, and as soon as they rushed in, Alfred, who was standing by the fireplace to refuel firewood, hurried up and stopped them.

Standing behind Alfred, Schiller took a step to the left, and he saw that the little girl who ran in first had a blurred face and could not be identified, but the little girl behind was Aisha.

Aisha's hair had grown long, and after being poured by the rain, strands were attached to her face, and Alfred hurriedly brought a dry towel to wipe their hair, because the girl's hair dripped when she wiped it, and it landed near the ground where the footprints ended.

The light dimmed again, and Schiller stepped over the footprints to the place near the couch, and through the fireplace he saw that Bruce was sitting there reading the newspaper, and when he saw two little girls rushing in one after the other, he stood up and walked to the door.

In an instant, time stood still, water droplets stopped in the air, and the blues of his stride paused.

Schiller stepped forward and picked up the pressed newspaper from the armrest of the couch, and saw that the newspaper had arrived in Gotham with the news that the Metropolitan Angelica Theater Company had arrived, and at the same time, their simple repertoire.

Schiller flipped the newspaper over, looked at the folds of the newspaper repeatedly, and then, Bruce, who had already gotten up and walked to the door, stepped back and changed his posture.

He stood up with the newspaper in his hand, and when he saw that it were two little girls rushing in, he didn't even have time to refold the newspaper, so he threw it directly on the handrail

side, and then rushed over quickly.

The gesture of the newspaper shows that Bruce is anxious, but why is Bruce anxious? He knew that Aisha was different from ordinary people, let alone rain, even if she was drenched in boiling water, she would not be sick.

Then the problem may arise in that strange little girl.

Schiller walked back to the footprints, looked at the size of the shoe prints, and thought of the children he had seen in the basement, their faces and bodies replaying in Schiller's mind, and then the face of a thinnest little girl appeared in his mind.

In front of him, the little girl was at the front, Aisha was standing behind him, trying to reach out to grab her, Alfred was on the left, and Bruce, who had just walked over, was on the right.

Judging by the extent of the water damage, the few of them should have stayed here for a while, and then the little girl stayed where she was, but Aisha ran out, and Alfred chased after her.

The clue near the gate ends here, and Schiller speculates that Bruce must have brought the little girl home, but for some reason, the little girl ran out with Aisha on a rainy day, and Aisha ran back after her.

At this point, Bruce may have sensed that he was angry, and he scolded Aisha, who ran out angrily and Alfred chased after her.

Schiller returned to the couch where Bruce was lying and saw a letter on the coffee table with Dick's handwriting on it.

Because he had been teaching Dick, Schiller was aware of the changes in his handwriting, and the content of the letter was that Dick said that he was busy with his studies, so he would stay at school for a few days, and he would not go home for a few days.

Schiller took the letter and frowned, busy with his studies? What can be a busy time in secondary school? What's more, Dick doesn't like to study at all, he can't wait to go to school every day and never stay overnight, so that he won't be stared at by the teacher to write his homework.

Schiller glanced at Bruce, who was frowning in his sleep, and he knew that Bruce might have had some conflict with Dick, causing Dick to be reluctant to go home.

Schiller actually expected this day a long time ago, Bruce's character is really indescribable, he will always have a day when he fails to communicate with Dick, but he didn't expect this day to come so quickly.

Schiller also had a certain speculation about why they had a disagreement, after all, before, Bruce's attitude towards that group of children, he saw it, and Schiller knew better what the crux of those children was.

For an abused child, frequent changes of environment can be extremely detrimental to them, which can lead to a more severe stress response.

Previously, Colbert rescued them and put them in the basement of a bar, and Bruce took them to the hospital, and then brought the little girl home, and in the process, the hospital environment could be a great irritation for the children.

Luxurious restaurants and estates are more acceptable to them because, although the things here have become more refined, they all know the prototypes.

For example, the pattern on the chair is very exquisite, but the chair is still a chair, and they have the concept of this thing in their minds, knowing that the chair is for sitting, the table is for putting things, and the bed is for sleeping.

But the hospital is different, there are so many things they haven't touched, for example, the pole used to hang the infusion bottle will be some new weapon? What is the nurse doing with the needle in her hand? Why is everyone staring at them? Why change clothes? And why lie in bed?

These unknown things will greatly stimulate them, and this little girl is even more pitiful, just out of that environment, she has gone to another strange environment, and at this point, she may not have any clear mind.

Schiller found some traces in the corner of the room, and it looked like the little girl had once hid here, but it was not difficult to see that after she hid here, Bruce followed.

It was clear that Bruce's actions against the little girl were almost all wrong, and he was paying too much attention and pressing every step of the way, which would have caused a lot of pressure.

For mentally stimulated and abusive children, their perception of the world is distorted, and many behaviors that seem normal to normal people are very acceptable to them

Afraid.

For example, if an adult walks up to them, it means they may be beaten, and if a person pins them to the bed, it means that something more terrible is about to happen.

A person who keeps talking to them may mean that they will be thrown out, and a person holding their hand and speaking to another person may mean that they are going to be sold.

This concept has already been formed in their brains, so these behaviors will further stimulate them.

Schiller sketched out the trajectory of Bruce's behavior in his mind, and it was clear that in the step-by-step stimulation, the little girl completely lost her mind, and she could only rely on instinctive reactions to protect herself.

In light of her physical condition, Schiller believed that she should be able to move for no more than three hours, after which she would pass out, and after that, she should be sent back to her room to sleep.

But what's even more terrifying is that when she wakes up and finds herself in a strange environment, the stimulation will be even more intense.

They don't understand what it means to "sleep in the bedroom" and "eat in the dining room", they just feel like they're in a terrible whirlpool and can't extricate themselves.

And the only thing they can do at this time is to escape.

Schiller didn't know how the little girl managed to get out of Wayne Manor, but there was no doubt that she should have managed to get out, but Aisha chased her out.

Aisha drove the little girl back to Wayne Manor, but at this time, Bruce made another bad decision.

He thought he had made progress with this little girl, but in the blink of an eye, she was drenched in the rain again, had a high fever again, and almost ran away, which is equivalent to the complete loss of the previous progress, not only to return to the original point, but even worse.

He didn't think more deeply about the reasons for this failure, but simply expressed his dissatisfaction.

Perhaps, he was asking Alfred why the little girl had run away, or perhaps he was asking Aisha what was going on.

However, Aisha is not an ordinary child after all, she is a wild and untamable chaotic creature, and after feeling Bruce's emotions, she runs straight out of Wayne Manor.

At that time, it was raining heavily, and Alfred would definitely choose to chase Aisha, and at this time, only Bruce and the little girl were left alone.

Schiller walked around the hall and upstairs, but found no sign of the little girl, he thought for a moment, and then walked through the hall towards the garden behind him.

There were no children's footprints in the garden either, but Schiller did find a few of Bruce's footprints.

Normally, Batman would not show such flaws, and it seems that he was in a very abnormal mood when he walked this way.

Schiller had expected the result, but he sighed as he opened the warehouse door.

In a crate in the corner of the warehouse, stuffed with blankets and quilts, Schiller walked over and lifted a corner of the plants, and sure enough, he saw a small foot.

Lifting all the blankets and quilts, inside was a little girl, but at this point she was completely out of breath.

Judging by the body, the death should have been no more than three hours, and the cause of death was overnutrition, coupled with cardiopulmonary failure due to hypothermia.

Schiller looked at her chest, wrists, and the side of her neck, and Bruce should have taken some first aid measures, but the odds of a child at this age surviving after such torture were very small, and when she ran back to see Bruce, she was probably on the verge of a coma.

It only takes 10 to 15 minutes for an adult to suffer cardiopulmonary failure in a severe state of continuous hypothermia, and the poor physical condition of this little girl has greatly shortened the process, and the entire death process may not exceed 30 seconds, so that with Batman's technological strength, it has not been able to save her life.

Schiller sighed and put the blanket and quilt back on, and as soon as he stood up, he heard a movement behind him, and he turned his head to see an even darker figure at the dark door of the warehouse.

Bruce stood outside the door, pistol in hand, but he didn't raise it, his expression a little dazed

It's as if you don't realize you're standing in the rain.

As soon as Schiller took a step forward, Bruce turned and walked back, and when Schiller walked out the door, he only saw Bruce, who was carrying a pistol, turn a corner and disappear to the side of the manor.

Suddenly, there was a "bang", and the sound of something falling to the ground echoed in the empty manor, which seemed particularly permeating.

Schiller opened his umbrella and walked back to the hall, where he saw that there was no Bruce, but the wine cabinet on the side had collapsed, and the precious red wine was scattered all over the floor.

Glancing over there, Schiller knew that in addition to the two bottles of wine that had been missing when he arrived, there were two more bottles missing, which must have been taken by Bruce.

Schiller turned his head and looked out the window, where the roar of the Batmobile rang out, and a dark shadow sped away towards the sky against the light of lightning.

Batman drove his own car and sped down the road of Gotham, where the night was very quiet, and there was only one car on the wide, straight road, and there was no obstacle ahead, allowing him to drive faster and faster.

The scenery around him became more and more blurry in his vision, and he began to lose a clear sense of the presence of speed.

The Batmobile's ultimate shock absorption system made him feel no tremor when he touched the ground, and he seemed to be flying in the middle of a rainy night, like those bats flying low at altitude.

Batman thinks he is going to the Batcave, but in fact, the direction of the car has completely deviated from the intended destination, and the brain affected by alcohol cannot judge the direction well, and he does not know where he is going.

Suddenly, he sensed something familiar about the road, and he slowed down to look at the buildings that had been rocking in his field of vision, and among the layers of buildings, he keenly caught a familiar silhouette.

It was White Community Middle School, where Dick was attending now.

The dark car slowly stopped, the rain became heavier and heavier, and the light in the middle school dormitory was like a light in the dark room, attracting many moths to look up at it.

But soon, the roar of the Batmobile was heard again, lightning flashed at the end of the day, and the puddles on the highway were cast a bright white color, reflecting the shadow of the Batmobile speeding by.

Only Batman himself knew that when the little girl first fell unconscious, he found out what the problem was.

All along, he looked at these issues from his point of view, not only the little girl, but also Dick.

He felt that the little girl should go to the hospital, so he thought Dick should go to school, so he sent him to the church middle school, because the church middle school had an accident, and transferred him to the community middle school, and because the previous community middle school was too far away, he was transferred to a closer community middle school, and because the boarding school had an accident, he was transferred to a day school.

When he realizes that the little girl may have had a nervous breakdown because she had changed her environment too many times, Batman realizes what he is doing to Dick.

When he thought back to all this, he realized that Dick had expressed it to him more than once, but he didn't care at all.

Dick said that he had no interest in learning, but Batman only thought that he was too young to be ignorant, Dick said that he missed his classmates in the choir, but Batman only felt that this was a difference that he had to experience in life, and Dick said that he didn't know which club to choose in his new school, but Batman felt that he should have the ability to distinguish by himself.

He never thought about the consequences of such an education, just as he never realized what he had done wrong before sending the little girl back to his room to sleep, but he suddenly realized that by the time he tried to change, things had become irreparable.

As he walked to the warehouse with the little girl's body in his arms, he felt the body in his hand get heavier, and suddenly, he saw a familiar face, and he saw it, it was Dick, and he saw it, it was Aisha.

So much so that he could only return to the hall of the manor in a hurry, but the fireplace there could not give him any warmth, and it was at this moment that he saw the red wine that he had kept in the wine cabinet but had never been opened.

Batman's mind keeps circling three faces, the little girl, Dick, and Aisha.

On the road leading to the outside of the city, the roar grew louder and faster

It's also getting faster and faster.

Suddenly, there was a screeching sound of brakes, and the Batmobile's protection device activated, but it didn't work at all, and the whole car rolled over on its side, and the engine exploded, causing a raging flame.

The flames burn brighter and brighter in the night rain, and such a ridiculous scene can only be seen in Gotham.

Batman, who crawled out of the Batmobile, had a bloody face, and his eyes lit up in the hazy and trance-like vision.

The gentle light enveloped him, but he knew that it was all just an illusion, and he tried to close his eyes for a moment, and when he opened them again, he saw something roll in front of his eyes.

It was a circle of light that appeared incomparably bright on a rainy night.