"That's the way it is." Brand, who was sitting on the sofa, touched the soft ears of the white dog next to his head, and said, "This dog has no less intelligence than humans, but it can't speak." ”

"I'm more proficient in pathology when it comes to psychiatry, and I'm not good at psychic or soul magic when it comes to magic, I can't communicate with Krypton, and it seems to need someone to listen to its troubles right now."

"When Hal handed it to me, he made a point of emphasizing that this is a hero dog who saved two drowning children in the Met, helped the police subdue suspects, and stopped two robberies and a case of domestic violence, so you really have to help it, Schiller."

"I'm not questioning how good this dog you said, I know it's Clark's dog, and its ability and character are almost exactly the same as Clark's, the problem is, I'm a human psychologist, and I haven't studied pet psychology, so if you go to a professional dog trainer, it should be more reliable than coming to me."

"But the dog trainer can't communicate directly with Krypton." Brand shook his head and said, "Only you can use your mind tower or crazy wine to enter the dream realm, talk directly to this dog, and provide psychological counseling for it." ”

"That's what you mean." Schiller leaned back in the sofa chair and said, "But seriously, humans and dogs don't necessarily have the same mind, and I'm not sure if it's useful to treat a dog with human psychotherapy, but I can try my best." ”

But Schiller turned to look at Jason and Hallie, who were standing on either side of the couch and said, "You have to take the two of them back, I don't have time to take the kids." ”

"Come on, you've got a lot of time to spare." Brand took a sip of his glass, leaned against the armrest of the couch and said, "Unless I stay here with the kids, and you go back to work at the Arkham Asylum, Mrs. Miller is already mad at me." ”

As soon as Schiller was about to speak, Brand sat up straight, propped his elbows on his knees, leaned forward to look at Schiller and said: "You always say that you don't want to continue to entangle with Batman, but you always don't take any action, and now you finally have a chance, you have a new environment, you can have a new life, why don't you try to make a little change?" ”

Schiller looked at him with some silence, and Brand shook his head and said, "Don't instinctively obey the repetitive compulsions that autism brings you, you have to be brave enough to take that step, don't you?" ”

Schiller sighed softly, and in the end Brand left alone, leaving the dog and the two children behind, so that when Lucifer returned, he saw a house full of messes.

Schiller was bending down to pick up the feathery pillow on the floor, and Hallie was lying on the side of the couch, reaching out a hand to reach Jason who was sitting on the floor, and Jason grinned and pushed away the super dog Krypton who was holding him.

Not surprisingly, after Brand left, Schiller persuaded the two children to argue about the cliché that it was not good to fight and violence, but apparently the two children were not easy to fool.

Jason is very adamant that Halle is discrediting Schiller's reputation, and Hallie is also adamant that Jason is denying Schiller's talent, these two views have been firmly established, even if they stand in front of them, they must use various means to divide the winner and make the opponent admit defeat.

When the two of them raised their fists at each other and punched each other, Schiller subconsciously wanted to use his force to persuade him to fight, but Krypton was faster than him.

Maybe this Kryptonian dog has some sheepdog genes, and it really can't see two creatures going toe-to-toe and fist-fighting.

So, at the moment when the two children moved, Krypton rushed straight up, first knocking Harley to the sofa, and then flicking his tail and holding Jason.

Not to be outdone, Hallie grabbed the pillow and threw it at Jason's head, little Krypton jumped high, bit the pillow and threw it back, the bitten pillow flew out of the feathers, covering Harley's vision, Jason took advantage of Little Krypton's unpreparedness and grabbed its neck.

Kryptonite is not an ordinary pet dog, little Krypton shook his head to the right, and Jason staggered to the ground and fell a butt.

As soon as Lucifer walked into the living room, he heard the thick and powerful "Wang" cry of Little Krypton, and he looked at the scene in the living room with some blankness, and then his eyes fell on Schiller.

Schiller sighed deeply, took off the two pillow feathers that had fallen on his head, turned to look at Lucifer and said, "How's your bar being renovated?" Didn't you say it would open in a few days? ”

"There is nothing wrong with the decoration, the main thing is that I have to put my collection on the table, which is almost ready, and it is estimated that it will open tomorrow or the day after tomorrow." Lucifer stepped forward and picked up the pillow that had been thrown into the corner and threw it on the couch.

"You'd better open tomorrow and take both of them...... Oh no, it's all three of them, all bring to your bar, and tomorrow I have to go to work at the FBI's training school. ”

"The three of them?" Following Schiller's gaze, Lucifer saw clearly the two people and a dog fighting, and he blinked and said, "Hallie Quinn? Why are you so ...... Oh, I forgot, you're still Miss Quezel, and Jason Todd, you're a little bit now, hahaha. ”

Lucifer laughed twice, waved his hand indifferently and said, "Don't worry, I'll supervise them to finish their homework, this should be Superman's dog, right?" Come here, good dog, do you want to play frisbee? ”

"Clean up the living room." Schiller said as he walked to his room, and Lucifer shouted behind him, "Hey, don't you want to leave me with all the housework?" You are my pope, should you ......"

"Paid the rent."

“…… Where's the broom? ”

"Bathroom."

Walking back to his bedroom, Schiller pulled back the curtains, revealing the bustling night scene of the bustling city center, a high-end apartment not far from the CBD of the seaside city.

Although greedily bought a vacation home not far from Jordan's fishing grounds, Arrogance did not have the leisure of his own, and drove three hours a day to return to civilized society, so he rented an apartment on the upper floors of the house and paid rent for a year.

As for Lucifer, the bar that greedily bought for him is located not far from this apartment, which is renovated from the ruins of the old natural history museum in the seaside city in the last century, although there are rooms that can be used to live, but because of the decoration style, it is not comfortable and the environment is too trendy, so Lucifer chose to share a room with Schiller.

Lucifer wasn't so poor that he couldn't afford to pay the rent, but he really didn't want to talk to arrogant anymore, he had already discovered that arrogant Schiller didn't like to settle accounts very much, and he was afraid that arrogance would call out the professionals again, adding another layer of crisis to the relationship between heaven and hell that had finally stabilized.

In this way, the two began a shared life, to some extent, the two people who represent arrogance have some similar personalities, and their living habits are quite compatible, this apartment is very large, there are three large rooms and a small room, there is enough space, the activity route does not affect each other, it should be very calm.

But no matter what country or what kind of lifestyle, as long as there are children and pets, it means that the peaceful life will come to an end.

The next morning, Schiller woke up early, put on his suit and tie, and like an ordinary office worker, he picked up his briefcase and went downstairs, except that in the car downstairs sat an FBI agent.

"Greetings to Ms. Amanda Waller, Professor Schiller." The female agent driving the car spoke.

"Is she still in Denver?" Schiller straightened his tie, took out a lesson plan from his briefcase, and said as he read it, and the male agent sitting in the passenger seat nodded and said, "Yes, Ms. Amanda still has work to do, and she will come to visit you when the matter over there is over." ”

"She's better to focus on her work, I don't need anyone to visit." Schiller flipped through the lesson plan in his hand, flipped the page, and said, "You must be in a lot of trouble, right?" ”

The female agent who drove the car said with a solemn face: "A month ago, a serious explosion occurred on the second basement floor of the Metropolitan World Trade Center Building, and William Sessions, then director of the Federal Bureau of Investigation, was dismissed by the president for dereliction of duty, embezzlement and other crimes, and Louis Free, then Secretary of the US Department of Justice, took office, which is not good news." ”

Schiller flipped another page of the lesson plan and said, "Of course, no matter how bad Sessions is, he is also an independent man, he has the right to speak, and he can decide which direction the FBI is going, but what about Louis? He has come all the way up from the American justice system, do you still expect him to have any independent personality? ”

"Ms. Waller, Mr. Davis, and other FBI veterans don't want to be coerced by Free......"

"Otherwise, they wouldn't have let me go so easily." Schiller didn't raise his head and said, "We all know that this is a deal, you help me restore my reputation, and I help you gain an advantage in the internal factional struggle of the FBI." ”

"Freery was born in New Jersey, and the East Coast is his territory, so you are trying to find a way to set up a new West Coast College in addition to the FBI National Academy, and you want to share the responsibility of the National Academy to train agents."

"Yes, Professor, that's what we think." The male agent sitting in the passenger seat spoke: "We also know that inviting you to teach is tantamount to luring a wolf into the house, but even if you are a KGB, you will definitely be able to carry out the will of the old director better than Louis Free." ”

"The greatest achievement of Sessions' reign was the arcade anti-drug campaign, and his slogan 'Winners Don't Use Drugs' was widely used among young people, and indeed curbed drug crime to a certain extent." Schiller sighed lightly and continued:

"The new Fory is a liberal and a McCarthyist, so of course you have to find a KGB to fight him, and if I get all his attention, you can take a breath and stand firm in the negative effects of the bombings without being held accountable."

The male agent's hand tapped lightly on the edge of the window and said, "You have seen it very thoroughly, Professor, and I am shocked by your political acumen, but now that you have seen it so clearly, you should understand that the struggle has just begun." ”

"I don't fight with anyone."

Seeing the car stop outside a lush forest, Schiller closed the lesson plan in his hand, opened the car door and walked out, turned to look at the agent who got out of the car at the same time, and said:

"I'm a teacher, I only talk about the knowledge in books, I don't care if this new director respects me, but he had better respect knowledge enough."

"Of course I do, Professor, please."

(End of chapter)