Clark, who was studying angel wings, noticed that the bat cat suddenly jumped out of his arms and jumped to the ground, the black cat grabbed the ground with its long sharp claws, arched its body, and the hair on its back exploded, and its throat kept making a "hissing" sound.

A pair of hands grabbed the black cat's waist, lifted it from the ground, and held it in his arms, Schiller touched the batcat's head with his hand, but the batcat just kept struggling to jump out of Schiller's arms.

"Hey, Professor, don't hold it like that, it doesn't like people touching its tail, come on, give it to me." Clark walked over and stretched out his hand to Schiller, and at that moment, the batcat suddenly stopped making a fuss, and it desperately glanced at Clark, as if trying to get him not to come over now.

However, no matter how good Clark's eyesight is, he can't be expected to look into the eyes of a cat, and it is difficult for humans to read any meaningful information from a cat's face, let alone a black cat whose expression is barely clear.

Schiller scratched the batcat's chin, and the batcat instinctively raised its face, but the next second, it began to struggle again, shivering constantly.

"Professor, I'm sorry to ruin your bookstore." Clark scratched his head and said, "I'll try to clean up this place, but if it is to be fixed, I'm afraid I'll have to go to Bruce." ”

After speaking, Clark looked sideways at the corner of the street, and said a little inexplicably: "Just now, he was walking very fast, the car was almost speeding, and I don't know what he was going to do......"

Hearing this, the batcat's eyes widened, and it pulled its throat to "meow", but Batman's unique hoarse voice made its cat meow sound more like a terrifying howl.

Clark immediately fell his eyes on the face of the batcat, and the batcat did his best to wink at Clark, having raised the batcat for so long, Clark could understand some of the meaning of its actions, so he repeated his last sentence: "The car was almost speeding, and I don't know what to do......"

"Oh!" Clark exclaimed, and suddenly said, "Before he left, he said that he was going to ...... Written a dissertation? ”

Clark saw that Schiller's face instantly improved slightly, but then froze, as if he didn't know how he could have such an instinctive reaction.

Schiller sighed softly, looked behind Clarke's back, and said, "What's the matter with that winged guy lying on the ground?" ”

Clark scratched his head, turned to look over, and said, "Actually, I don't know, that chattering magician threw bombs in the bookstore, I think, he should be a bad person, my father used to teach me that anyone who doesn't take good care of books is a bad person." ”

"He threw a couple of air bombs that I couldn't see, and almost hit you and the little girl just now, and he was completely terrorist, and he said he was going to summon something, and after a while, this so-called angel came."

Clark shook his head, looking a little helpless, he said: "Now the liar is really getting more and more distracted, the Bible clearly says that when the angel appears, there will be holy light, and it will definitely not hurt children, but this angel is really a little ......"

Clark showed a look of embarrassment, because he remembered that when he flew above the clouds, he saw that the angel was really splitting the dark clouds over Gotham, and he couldn't split it at all, and common sense told him that real angels would not be so frustrated.

Schiller walked past Clark and walked in front of this angel, and when he saw his face, Schiller was stunned for a moment, because he looked exactly like the ancient one, this is the movie version of Gabriel?

But then, Schiller thought about it, even if it was the movie version of Gabriel, he wouldn't be beaten like this as soon as he appeared, right? If he's not mistaken, the movie version of Gabriel is also an intellectual villain, and now that the Constantine people are gone, why is she still coming to Gotham for what?

Schiller, who felt that there was a lot of suspicion in this, did not talk too much nonsense, in Clark's surprised gaze, Schiller snapped his fingers, and a circle of light appeared on his head, and in Clark's even more shocked gaze, Schiller took the aperture down.

Schiller held the aperture in his hand and said, "Hey, is anyone there?" Can anyone help me take a look? Who is this guy? ”

After speaking, Schiller stared at the aperture, and after a while, a faint light appeared in the center of the aperture, a vague shadow appeared on it, and a pleasant neutral voice came: "Hello, if you want to identify the lineage of the members of Heaven, please use the Divine Chanting Magic Array." ”

"Is there an easier way?" Schiller asked.

"Then you can use the Holy Light to descend."

"Simpler."

“…… Smash him with an aperture. ”

"Thank you."

"Bang!"

The angel who just wanted to get up was smashed to the ground by the aperture again, and the aperture emitted a faint light, and with another "bang", the angel's figure disappeared, leaving only a feather that emitted a faint shimmer, which slowly fell to the ground.

Schiller walked over, bent down and picked up the feather, looked at it in his hand, and then looked back at the ruined bookstore.

Clark walked over, and just as he was about to ask, Schiller turned and walked into the bookstore, picked up the phone that had survived the disaster, and dialed a number.

"Hey, Lucifer? …… Oh yes, nothing else, I just wanted to say, I want to give you back the feathers, do you have time to come and get them? ”

"No, it's nothing, it's just that I've got another Gabriel feather, which I think is more collectible, so I can give you back your feather...... That's all, bye. ”

With a "snap", Schiller hung up the phone, and then he whispered: "Three, two......"

Schiller!! What nonsense are you talking about?!!! Don't try to lie to me!! How do you have Gabriel's...... Damn, why is this bald chicken still shedding all over the world!!!! ”

With a "whoosh", the feather on Schiller's hand was gone, and although Lucifer did not appear at all, Gabriel would not be very quiet for the next period of time.

With the utmost patience and solving the problems he was facing, Schiller finally could not bear his poor hygiene, and he hurried back to the Rodriguez estate as fast as he could, took a shower, changed his clothes, and finally breathed a sigh of relief.

Before, the poor environment near the bookstore caused Schiller to be unable to fully concentrate at all, and after returning to the manor, he finally had time to take a closer look at what had happened during the period of lazy substitute work.

In fact, Schiller had already guessed that letting a personality trait with lazy attributes lead the class would definitely cause some chaos, but until now, he felt that apart from the slight impact of the ruins at first sight, the badness of these messes was within his acceptable range.

Schiller calmly began to flip through his previous memories...... His composure only lasted about ten seconds, because following the timeline recollection, a rotten pig ear appeared in his mind, and what was even more terrifying was that the letter that was put together with this disgusting pig ear was actually picked up by his own hand.

Schiller shuddered, "poofed", got up from the sofa, and then began to shout: "Merkel! Merkel! Where are you? Go and unpack the mailbox, Manor Rodriguez will never need a mailbox!! ”

Schiller shouted and spun around in place, but he did not hear Merkel's response, and he began to get agitated again, so he walked briskly towards the garden, which at this time was supposed to be mowing the fence.

Through the window near the garden, Schiller did see Merkel, so he quickened his pace and walked towards her, but the next second, he tripped over something on the ground.

Schiller stabilized his center of gravity and looked down to see that it was actually a metal part, Schiller immediately moved a step to the side, a little farther away from it, but he still saw that there was still a trace of rotten flesh hanging on the side of the metal part.

Following the traces of tumbling parts in the soil, Schiller turned to see a pit that had just been dug out, and at that moment, Merkel, a heavily armed butler, dragged a horrific puppet with her gloved hands and threw it into the pit.

Schiller gasped, but then quickly covered his mouth and nose, looked at Merkel and asked, "What the hell is this?!" ”

"I don't know, I heard Alfred say that it seems to be a doll made out of limbs after a madman kills someone, and likes to climb over the courtyard wall of the manor area when he has nothing to do, this is the third one I've solved, oh my God, it's disgusting!"

Schiller ran back into the room as fast as he could, and through the glass, he tapped with his hand at the location of the doll, and shouted at Merkel: "Don't tell me, you buried this thing in my garden??!! ”

Merkel looked at him with a puzzled look and said: "But before, I used to deal with the flower fertilizer that went over the wall and entered the hospital...... Oh, by the way, normally, it should have been burned, but because the metal parts couldn't be burned, I just buried it. ”

Schiller covered his forehead, he felt a little suffocated, so he turned back and looked away from the bad scene. Breathing heavily, it was not until the air in the whole room seemed to be emptied by him that Schiller finally recovered a little.

"It's okay, it's okay, there are a lot of crazy people, there are always a few people who don't like cleanliness, cleanliness is a disease, I'm going to be an ordinary person, I can't deal with them......" Schiller muttered in a low voice, burying his head in his bedroom.

Two minutes later, Schiller arrived at the mailbox in front of the Rodriguez estate with a logging axe.

And when he raised the axe, he suddenly noticed that the small flag on the mailbox was erected, which indicated that someone had put something in the mailbox.

But his axe-wielding hand had already fallen, and with a "click", the mailbox was cut down, and with a "pop", the metal door of the mailbox that had been smashed on the ground was knocked open, and a pile of paper fell out of it.

Schiller didn't take it with his hands, he just took the logging axe and pushed the pile away.

Then he found that on it was a sample of his paper, a poor magazine, lying in the mailbox where the rotten pig's ears had been placed, for some unknown time.

Schiller slowly reached out and covered his heart, then looked at the other paper on the ground.

It was today's newspaper, and Schiller had just opened the sample when he saw the front page of the newspaper with the headline reading......

"The murderer of the terrorist serial murder case committed another crime, the first case cut off his ears, the second case gouged out his eyes, and the murderer's ferocity is far beyond imagination! Please be vigilant......"

Schiller took a deep breath, and in an instant, his expression became glazed.

In the next second, the door of the elevator of the Thinking Tower opened, and the arrogant man in the black suit rushed to a room with a brisk walk, shouting while slamming the door.

"Sick! Someone has plagiarized your academic work!! ”

Where there are disciples, there must be teachers

(End of chapter)