Before Konstantin could think about the corpse that appeared in front of him, he heard the roar of the vehicle's engine from far and near, followed by the sound of the door opening, apparently someone coming.

Konstantin looked left and right, and then found that there was a pile of waste piled up in the depths of the warehouse.

He didn't have time to think about it, so he rushed over, and then hid under a plastic sheet, and then a blinding light shone through the crack in the shutter door and into the warehouse, reflecting the ground as white as snow.

The streaks of blood that spread from the ground, like plum blossoms blooming in winter, Konstantin's pupils shrank, because, from his point of view, there were at least seven or eight corpses lying on the floor of the warehouse.

The people who walked in were a man and a woman, because of the backlight, Konstantin could not see their specific faces, but they spoke English with the same British accent as Konstantin, so he heard the conversation between the two very clearly.

"Lola, I said a long time ago, patient No. 1 can't be released so early, when we brought him back, he outperformed all our previous test subjects, and besides, he has high-functioning autism and is mentally unstable......

"Say no more." The woman spoke, "This is a joint decision, don't you also want to see the strength of Patient No. 1?"

With that, she raised her chin, turned her head to the corpses, looked at the man, and said, "See? This is him, one of our most successful experiments to date, at the age of 15, who killed 11 trained and loaded security guards with a single knife......

Hearing this, Konstantin frowned deeply, and he looked in the other direction, on the walls of the warehouse, sure enough, there were traces left by bullets.

But judging by the blood on the ground, the bullet did not hit anyone, and all the corpses lying on the ground died from the scars of the blade, and the blood would have splattered so far.

"Patient No. 1......" Konstantin whispered in his heart, "Who are they?" If this is Schiller's memory space, is it Schiller?"

At this moment, the woman named Lola spoke again, "The effect is not bad, but unfortunately, the security personnel sent by the old guy to escort us have all explained here, but he deserves it. Who allowed him to interfere with our experiments before?"

The man beside her shook his head a little dissatisfiedly and said, "We don't have many people to send in, and you have wasted so many people......

"But it's worth it, isn't it?" Lola shrugged her shoulders, walked over to the corpse and crouched down, examined the wound, and said, "What a beautiful knife, elegant, precise, and deadly in one blow."

"Okay, don't sigh, I'll call someone, dispose of all the corpses here, and then hurry up and send Patient No. 1 to the target location, otherwise, if the people here find out, it will be a bit of trouble."

Laura snorted and said, "In such a poor country, what energy does it have to do security work? Rest assured, their attention is not on us at all, and it doesn't matter if you want me to say a few more rounds of experimentation."

Hearing their conversation, Konstantin felt a little puzzled, he looked up at the warehouse again, and then turned around, found two stickers on the wall, of course, Konstantin did not know that this kind of thing was called a small advertisement, but he could indeed recognize the words written on it in Chinese.

"This isn't the UK?" Konstantin rolled his eyes and said in a voice that only he could hear, "These people can't be British spies, right? …… Oh my God, what nonsense am I talking about, how can there be an orthodox British spy?"

Konstantin saw that it was not long before another group of people came, the roller shutter was completely opened, and they began to dispose of the corpses on the floor of the warehouse, and as the light of the flashlight kept pressing towards it, Konstantin thought, he had to find a way to escape.

He had come to find the Cursed Soul and was not interested in Schiller's past, so he just wanted to get out of this place as soon as possible.

But just as he was thinking about whether to use some unconventional means to transfer, he saw that the door of the warehouse turned into a bright block, and a black shadow suddenly appeared in the block.

Judging by his figure, he was very thin, less than 1.8 meters tall, and there were almost no signs of exercise, and outside the warehouse, the moment the headlights flashed, the light passed over his face, and Konstantin found that this was not Schiller, at least not physically.

But he wasn't a pure Asian either, he looked a bit like a half-breed, and what mattered to Konstantin the most was that in a flash, he saw the teenager with the same gray eyes as Schiller.

Constantine, who was well versed in the occult, knew that the phrase "the eye is the window to the soul" was not just a metaphor, and if there was any outward manifestation of the human soul, it must be the eye.

If Konstantin meets a soul in the spirit world and wants to find him in reality, then the best way is to look at his eyes in reality, and people with high spiritual sense can see people's souls through their eyes, and Konstantin belongs to the type of person with very high spiritual sense.

The moment he saw the young man's eyes, Konstantin knew that he should be Schiller, but why did Schiller in the memory space look different from the one in reality?

Konstantin felt that it might be the cause of the personality differences, and he had seen patients with dissociative identity disorder, who had several different personalities and different souls.

Just when Konstantin was about to think deeply about this issue, Schiller, who was standing in front of the door, did not give anyone time to think.

Konstantin saw that he had in his hand a long knife that looked like a bone chopping knife, about the length of a forearm, which was a little out of harmony with his thin figure, but soon, Konstantin had no time to think about the problem of incongruity.

The traffic coming and going on the opposite highway was on the high beams, and the lights flashed outside the warehouse door.

The streamer was like a soft hand, brushing through the cold butcher's knife, and Konstantin saw that the neon light and shadow were reflected on the surface of the knife, and soon, such a brilliant shadow disappeared, leaving only a piece of blood red.

The moment they found someone intruding, the man and the woman pulled out the pistols at their waists, but it was too late.

The butcher knife swung horizontally, the streamer sliced through the air, slashed at the opponent's wrist with one slash, rolled to dodge the other person's shot, and then slashed.

When the butcher's knife was pulled out, there was a "snort", and the warehouse floor illuminated by the lights was full of blood.

Stepping back again, taking advantage of the blind spot in the backlit field of vision, dodging the aiming gun, he stuck to the man's back, stabbed the sharp butcher knife into his body, and then released the hilt.

It wasn't until the body fell to the ground that he stepped on the man's spine and pulled the knife off.

Konstantin swallowed, he felt that now was not a good time to go out.

However, the boy seemed to have noticed that there was still a living thing in the warehouse, and when he walked towards Konstantin with a knife, Konstantin knew that he might not be able to do well today.

Of course, Konstantin was a magician, and even in the memory space, he had the means to use magic, and with a flash of fire, it appeared on Schiller's back, and his hands lit up with a golden light.

With a slight twist of the hands, the golden magic array appeared between the hands, and with a "zheng" sound, the long knife slashed at the magic array, and the moment the sparks splashed, Konstantin's face was illuminated.

His appearance looked vicissitudes and tiredness, and the young man opposite him was thin and pale, and when the two sickly faces faced each other, Constantine could feel that his innate madness and evil were instantly ignited.

The magic circle condensed, turned into a beam of light, and flew past the ear of the young Schiller, he turned his head slightly, looking at the place where the light landed, and in an instant, a scorched black mark appeared there.

The handle of the long knife went from the index finger to the little finger and back to the index finger, and the moment the emaciated knuckles grasped the bandage on the handle, Konstantin retreated sharply again, and when his hands clenched into fists, another beam of light struck.

The young Schiller deceived him again, and Konstantin condensed a magic shield to block, but at this time, he saw that the young man opposite showed a sneer.

In the next second, at a speed that Konstantin could barely see, he sprinted to the right and threw the butcher knife.

Konstantin hurriedly twisted the magic shield, but was instantly knocked down by the long knife, and when he was slashed on his body, he realized that the knife was much heavier than he thought, and Schiller's strength was much greater than he thought.

The blade sliced through his skin and continued to fly forward, landing in front of Konstantin's right with a "dang bang".

Konstantin, who was lying on the ground, let out a scream, panting heavily, he saw that the young Schiller came over, picked up the knife, and then turned around to look at him, but at this moment, Konstantin showed a sneer.

A series of electric light, jumping out of his body, paralyzed him for a moment when it touched the surface of Schiller's feet, and another streamer sent him flying, Konstantin staggered to his feet, picked up the knife, and said:

"It's a good knife......

As soon as he touched the hilt of the long knife, he knew that he had found what Zatanna called a "weak item", but that meant that the world would become even more terrifying.

The wounded Konstantin did not stop long, and before Schiller could recover from the impact of the streamer, he quickly ran out of the warehouse and pulled down the roller shutter.

And when he was hijacking, he saw a figure standing there in the dark warehouse gate, watching him, but did not catch up.

Konstantin squeezed the handle of the knife with a slight force on his knuckles, but soon, he hung the long knife on the inside of his trench coat, then hijacked a car and drove towards an unknown intersection.

As the road was speeding down, Konstantin was sure that this was not England, with unfamiliar architecture, unintelligible mysterious text, and a completely different car music from British electricity......

For the first time, Konstantin became curious about Schiller's past, why did he have a personality that grew up in the East? And why did you end up on the East Coast of the United States, in Gotham?

But what made Konstantin feel more concerned was who the man and woman with a British accent who appeared in the warehouse? What about the so-called experiment and patient No. 1?