Chapter 1143: The Professor (6)
Schiller and Jonathan, one after the other, walked into Jonathan's hospital room, and Schiller sat down in a chair and let out a sigh of relief.
Jonathan laughed gloatingly, Schiller spread his hands, and said helplessly: "Where did so many little kids come from?" Why do they have to get along with me?"
"Have you ever thought about it because you look really ...... Collectible value. Jonathan raised an eyebrow, stared at Schiller and said, "Or rather, your life is very collectible."
"I'm very .........," Schiller repeated with a puzzled look, and then, suddenly, as if thinking of something, his eyes widened and he said, "Oh, by the way, I'm still a well-known psychologist."
Jonathan stood in place with his arms crossed, smiled and said, "You've been the most famous psychologist in the world since you cured Batman."
"It seems that these boys who don't know the height of the sky want to use you as their debut battle, hahahahahaha!" Jonathan couldn't be overjoyed, he laughed and said, "Killing the world's most famous psychologist is quite a valuable record for any serial killer, and it seems that you're going to be busy in the near future."
Jonathan walked to the other side of the table and sat down, looked at Schiller and said, "Now, killing ordinary people is no longer enough to satisfy those children whose hearts are higher than the sky, and they want to kill another serial killer to prove that they are the best among us."
"However, this kind of person is not easy to find, and a serial killer will not write on his face that he is a serial killer... Oh, sorry, I forgot, you wrote it on your face. ”
Schiller glared at him, and Jonathan laughed twice more and said, "Or, just spend a few cents and buy a people magazine, you can see your resume, and then you will understand that you are simply a godsend, and you will only be found by them now, which is already a tenant miracle."
"That's just because the average serial killer can't get into Gotham." Schiller said angrily: "This is also one of the purposes of my stay in Gotham, I am really fed up with the lame tricks of this group of people, if I had to do it several times a day, I would have gone crazy a long time ago."
"And what are you going to do?" Jonathan asked.
Schiller sighed deeply, a hint of pain on his face, and said, "You know what? I'm glad they came late, otherwise I would have had to deal with their work and Bruce's paper at the same time. ”
At the same time, on the roof of Wayne Hospital, a thin figure overlooked the night sky of Gotham, and soon, he fell like a meteor, chasing the smell of blood, and came to the street below.
The injured and escaped are not difficult to chase at all, even if the murderer has far beyond ordinary people's anti-reconnaissance ability, but Batman is not an ordinary policeman, his technical means and meticulous observation are far beyond ordinary people, so that he can lock the trace of the murderer in the hospital as quickly as possible.
It can be seen that the murderer was seriously injured, so the traces near the hospital are very clear, but it seems that he also has better treatment items, and about a kilometer away from the hospital, the blood stains are almost gone.
Batman judged that the murderer must have a stronghold near the hospital, otherwise, after being so seriously injured, he might as well lie in the hospital and wait for treatment, he dared to run, and was sure that he would not lose his life, which means that he can get treatment in time and is very confident in his treatment methods.
Judging from the situation of the blood eruption at the scene, Hallie's shovel should have injured the retreating artery, which is not an ordinary bandaging method that can be solved, that is, the other party is likely to have large medical equipment and even hired a doctor.
Batman fixed the location of his search within 1.5 kilometers of the hospital, and at the same time, he was highly suspicious of the dense residential area on the southeast side.
Wayne Hospital is located in a middle-class community, and on the southeast side of the hospital, there is a densely populated residential area that has just been developed, which is used to deceive those who think they are middle-class, because the construction conditions are not up to standard, except for the location advantage, there is no advantage, so far, the house has not been sold, and there are many empty houses left there.
If you want to move some large equipment into it without alarming anyone, it will be the best choice, after all, the house is sold one after another, and it will naturally be renovated one after another, and the trucks carrying furniture come and go, and it is not suspicious to carry large items, even if the horse's feet are exposed, it is impossible to tell who is decorating.
Following this line of thought, Batman arrives in this residential area, believing that the killer must not have expected that he will be so badly injured, so he is not prepared to handle gauze with a large amount of blood, or other tools to stop bleeding.
If he doesn't deal with it, the room will naturally smell of blood, and there are many ways to deal with these things, but in Batman's opinion, this fledgling murderer will definitely choose the method that seems to be safe, but in fact has the most flaws, and that is incineration.
Many people think that burning is the only answer to all the flaws, but in fact, in the city, this is the most dangerous practice, the fear of fire, is engraved in the bones of human beings, flames and smoke, it is very easy to arouse the alarm of others, the denser the crowd, the more so.
Walking around this neighborhood, Batman basically determined a few points, most of which were the kind of places that seemed to be secluded, no one passed by, and the tuyere was conducive to scattering smoke, and sure enough, a clue was found in one of them.
The ashes had been completely disposed of, but the murderer had forgotten that the smoke would blacken the wall above, and Batman felt the direction of the wind, and sure enough, under the curtain on the 2nd to 3rd floors on the right, he found traces of smoke.
Considering that the killer had already been injured, whether it was himself or he had an assistant, he should have taken the shortest route to deal with these things, Batman made some speculation and identified the two most likely buildings in the dense residential building.
The scope is narrowed to such an extent that even the exhaustive method will be used quickly, but Batman still has another clue, and that is that the murderer likes to do additions and is eager to erase all evidence.
Batman walked around the foyers of both buildings, and then, picking the cleaner one, and sure enough, in front of a door on the fourth floor, he found a newly bought floor mat.
This mat has not been trampled on, and the sealing at the bottom has not been worn, but after it is lifted, it is found that there are traces of movement left by the previous mat on the ground, which means that this mat has just been replaced.
Batman exited the building, then found the window where the room was located, climbed up, and came to the balcony, where he leaned down and looked inside, and saw that there was no movement.
Batman picked the lock, and after entering the room, he found that there was no blood here, it should have been carefully cleaned, but the equipment placed in the room could not be faked, this was the murderer's base.
It seems that he is very vigilant, even if the injury is not light, he has to be transferred overnight, Batman thought, although his modus operandi is not so crazy, but he is still very cautious and difficult to deal with.
More importantly, the equipment here is expensive, that is, he is not a civilian criminal, but a rich man, and he is very rich.
Batman found some information on the table in the living room of the house, which he guessed might have been deliberately left by the killer, and he wanted to make a prediction of the crime like other serial killers.
Batman picked up the pile of information and found that the first few were the process of his crime in the hospital.
In addition to the photos of the hospital, there are also biographical information about Dr. Richard, which has been annotated in many places, but in Batman's opinion, these thought processes are meaningless.
If he had looked intently, he would have succeeded the murderer, who had put these things here in the hope that someone would appreciate his masterpiece.
In the current Batman's view, this level of case, but also to do case analysis and the next crime preview, is a bit like loading a water gun with an eight-fold mirror.
Batman hurriedly flipped through these documents and found that the show component was too serious, and it was not the murderer's thinking process at that time, so he didn't continue to read it, but quickly skipped it and flipped to the photo part.
The killer took many photos of nearby residential buildings, pictures of the hospital, pictures of Dr. Richard, and even some of the nurses who worked at the hospital, the taxi driver who waited there for the longest time, and even the mob boss in the area.
Batman mechanically flipped through the photos, his brain not thinking at all, until he saw the last photo.
It was a frontal photograph of Schiller.
At first glance, this photo was not taken by the murderer, but more like an official photo published in a magazine to introduce academic achievements, and the material of the photo, unlike other photos, was not printed, but printed on a blank paper.
Batman looked at the piece of paper, and he even felt like laughing now.
He felt that the biggest mistake this murderer made was that he didn't directly put this piece of paper on Dr. Richard's head, otherwise he wouldn't have to run out in the middle of the night to be blown by the cold wind, but would have been at Aisha's bedside to tell her a story.
Batman put Schiller's picture back on the table, turned and left, why bother with such a murderer?
Batman found out that he reconciled with the criminal when he saw that the murderer's next target was Schiller, and he targeted Schiller, what else could Batman say? I can only say, I wish him success.
But just when Batman turned around and wanted to leave the room, the window he opened just now, a gust of wind blew outside, blowing the paper with Schiller's photo to the ground.
The killer deliberately wrote the words crookedly, but Batman still read the contents:
"The greatest psychologist in the world is like a rare gem with only one piece, and like the first piece of meat that a pack of jackals have been hungry for a winter."
"When I got the news from the newspapers, I knew that a hunting had begun! The world's craziest and perverted serial killers are converging on the city to see who can get the crown......"
"Batman, I know, you're watching me, and you're going to continue to watch how I'm crowned!"
The next morning, Schiller got up early in the morning and began to examine the patients sent by Gordon one by one, like a quality inspector stamping pigs on the assembly line, constantly shouting: "Next!"
Until a familiar face appeared in front of him, Schiller looked up and saw Bruce's smile, and at the same time, a form was handed to him.
"Good morning, Professor Schiller, I'm transferring back to the Department of Psychology."