From Schiller, Batman, who got the key information, left in a hurry.

Compared to Dick, who may have been in the rebellious period and suddenly became so difficult to communicate, it is obviously more likely that he may have been affected by hypnosis.

After all, less than a month ago, Dick was still sticking to him to learn detective investigation skills, and after more than 20 days, he became like an enemy, and no matter what, this change was a bit too fast.

After Batman left, Schiller didn't go to bed immediately because he found that the change of clothes he had brought with him was not enough.

Before, the set that was soiled by the operation was not dried after washing, and the set on his body was stained again, and after changing into a clean one, he had no spare clothes.

Schiller wanted to call the Rogeriguez estate and ask Merkel to deliver the clothes, but when he came to the hospital, he drove away the only car, whether it was tonight or tomorrow morning, Merkel wanted to come over, and in Gotham, taking a taxi is not so simple.

Although his housekeeper was quite full of martial virtues, Schiller really didn't want to go to the police station to fish him out, so he decided to drive back by himself and bring a few more sets of clothes.

Although driving a night train in Gotham is a very dangerous thing, in fact, as long as you don't pass through those dangerous neighborhoods, you generally won't encounter any major trouble, Schiller took the route he took most often, and sure enough, when he went back, the road was safe and he didn't encounter any accidents.

However, as soon as Schiller stepped through the gate of the manor, he heard movement in the back garden, and Schiller walked over to take a look and found that Merkel was burning flower fertilizer.

Seeing that Schiller was back, Merkel, who had just received the news from the phone, greeted with a smile, glanced at the corpse on the ground and said: "Sir, your speed is quite fast, I thought it would take you at least ten minutes to arrive...... The luggage is already at the door of your bedroom, do you really need me to help you?"

"It doesn't have to be." Schiller said as he stepped on the dirt, walked closer, and looked at what was burning on the ground, which he had thought was just the body of a thief, but when he looked at it, he found that there were some things that seemed to be completely unburnable.

Schiller took the gardening shovel and pulled it through the fire, pulling out a few puffs of dry, blackened metal parts, and Merkel explained: "In recent days, there have been such puppet monsters trying to climb in through the back wall, but Alfred gave me a pot of moving plants, and they were all caught by the tentacles of the plants."

"Moving plants?" Schiller looked at Merkel with some confusion, but soon, a trembling tentacle appeared in his field of vision.

When Schiller turned around, he saw that it was actually the little devil hexagon brought back from hell, and at this time, it was being planted in a large flower pot.

"How did Alfred give it to you?" Schiller asked, somewhat surprised, "I thought he would like this strange bonsai."

Merkel sighed and said, "Mr. Alfred is really fond of this demonic plant

"But, do you remember? Aisha is very fond of things that move, and this poor demon had been bitten off half of its tentacles on the first day of Wayne Manor, and if it bit any more, it would have died, so Mr. Alfred had to give it to me. ”

The little devil Hexagon lowered all his tentacles at the right time and made a sad expression, Schiller took a closer look, and found that what was planted in the pot was not actually this vine demon, but a cluster of shadow mines, and the body of the hexagons was wrapped around the shadow mines.

Merkel and Schiller looked back at the fire, and Merkel patted her chest with palpitations and said: "When I first saw this monster, I was really shocked, he was so ugly, he was completely a stitching monster."

"The one that came two days ago, just been disposed of by me, I didn't expect, after nightfall today, another one came, I heard that you are going to come back to get clothes, I originally wanted to bury it first, but I feel that the night is long and dreamy, or burn it first."

Schiller nodded, feeling that Merkel was right, but at this time, a gust of wind suddenly blew, choking him a little bit, and he realized that he was standing in the downwind direction of the flames, and the billowing smoke was coming towards him.

Schiller immediately changed direction, and he said to Merkel: "I don't have to worry about your force, now, there is still this demon guarding the garden manor, it should be safe, but you better not go out easily, it is not peaceful outside."

After a few more words, Schiller went upstairs to get his luggage, and just as he was carrying his suitcase and about to walk out of the gate of the manor, he suddenly found that the flag of the mailbox outside the door was erected.

In the manor area, every household will have a mailbox, on the side of the mailbox, there is a small flag, when the newsboy delivers the newspaper or letter in, he will reach out to stand up the flag, when the housekeeper looks out of the window, he sees the flag erected, he knows that the newspaper and the letter have arrived, and there is no need to communicate throughout the whole process, so it will not disturb the owner of the manor to sleep.

The flag is not made of cloth or other soft material, but of wood, and it will not stand on its own unless someone pulls it.

Schiller sensed something strange, so he stepped forward to check, and as soon as he reached the door of the mailbox, he smelled a smell of decay, and Schiller felt a little nauseous, so he took two steps back and called Merkel over.

Merkel stepped forward, opened the mailbox, and found in it a rotten ear, which looked more like a pig's, and most of the ear was rotten, but only on the tip of the ear, there was a good piece of skin, on which was branded with a capital letter V.

Merkel used tongs to pinch out the ear and threw it to the ground, and then, finding a letter in the depths of the mailbox, he also threw it on the ground, stepped on the envelope with his foot, and opened the letter with tongs.

But this is not easy, Merkel didn't open it for a long time, Schiller walked directly forward, picked up the letter, and opened the envelope directly with his hand in Merkel's shocked gaze. )

There was no writing on the letter, only a picture, which was a stick figure of a pig's head, except that an ear was missing from the head.

Schiller paused, then threw the letter to Merkel and said, "Burn it."

Merkel looked at the picture, looked at Schiller and asked, "Uh, sorry, sir, but can I ask?" What does he mean?"

"I don't know, I don't understand." Schiller shook his head.

"Well, it seems like I can't know." Merkel whispered a word, then took the pig ear and the envelope back to the back garden and burned it.

Schiller drove away with his suitcase, and when he returned, he was still on the same road, but just as his car drove through a narrow street, suddenly a car drove towards him.

The road is a one-way street, the street is also very narrow, two cars traveling in different directions, there is no room for any staggering at all, if it is two normal Gotham drivers, this magazine should be half out.

However, Schiller did not hesitate, he directly reversed as fast as he could, and exited the street.

The car on the opposite side was stunned, he had slowed down and was about to stop, but Schiller had already reversed, leaving him room to stop at this time, which seemed a little unsmart.

So, he drove on, intending to stop at Schiller's position, but Schiller made a smooth right-hand reverse turn and drove off the road perpendicular to the street, again without giving the car any room to stop.

Schiller drove all the way forward without looking back, the car chased after him as if he was unwilling, and when he drove onto the main road, Schiller saw in the rearview mirror that the car that wanted to touch him was chasing a car.

Due to the speed at which Schiller was reversing, it was too fast, and the two cars began to chase when they couldn't meet by chance.

Schiller drove on the Ring Road, and they followed Schiller on the highway, and Schiller drove circle after circle along the Ring Road, and they also drove circle after circle with Schiller.

The chase lasted for seven hours, and until dawn, Schiller had no intention of getting off the high speed

In the end, the two cars couldn't catch up, the car in front turned first, and the car behind also turned.

And at this time, Schiller, who was sitting in the driver's seat and sleeping soundly with his eyes closed, opened his eyes and said, "Thank you, Gray Mist, you drove well."

After saying that, he stretched, yawned, and said, "Going back to the hospital doesn't necessarily mean that you can sleep well in the car."

As a car drove slowly to the parking lot of Arkham Psychiatric Hospital, Schiller got out of the car and walked into his office, only to find a figure waiting there.

"Oh, Professor Schiller, it's me, Roman, do you remember me?" A young man walked up.

Schiller didn't intend to shake hands with him, but hurried to the bathroom next to him to wash his hands, after all, he had just touched a letter with a rotten pig's ear, and it was a little rude to shake hands with someone like this.

But Roman's expression stiffened, and he withdrew the hand he stretched out, but soon, with a smile on his face, he said, "Professor, what I said last time, what do you think ......?"

"I know what happened to Dick, the problem was actually in his school...... Roman, the price is also there?" Bruce, who walked in, paused, then smiled and shrugged his shoulders and said, "It seems that the two of us have a good heart, and we can always touch each other."

Roman's smile stiffened again, and Bruce smelled a faint smell of burning as he walked into the room.

Following the source of the smell, Bruce turned his head and saw Schiller with water on his hands, and the smell of smoke and burnt was coming from his body.

Actually, Bruce called the appointments department before he came here, and Mrs. Miller told him that Schiller had just come to the office.

And in general, Schiller doesn't get up so early, and if he goes to the office now, it means that he hasn't slept all night.

And Schiller didn't sleep all night, did he go to destroy the corpse? Or are you going to destroy the corpses? Or are you going to destroy the corpses?

Thinking of this, Bruce felt that the first thing he had to do was to get Roman out of here quickly, he was afraid that Schiller would count Roman in the category of witnesses, and then, tonight, go and destroy his body some traces.

"I'm sorry, Roman, although I am a latecomer, but I have something very important to say to Professor Schiller now, can you please leave first?"

Roman, who was standing on the side, was stunned, and just as he was about to speak, Bruce said in a very strong tone: "I will send a letter of recommendation with enough weight to your father, and recently, you still don't want to come here."

Unexpectedly, after hearing this, Roman's face gradually sank, and his original sunny temperament became a little gloomy and neurotic.

"Damn, you two are kidding me!!"