Hearing this, Copote was stunned, he glanced back at the fat man, and said, "But he admitted it all." ”

Schiller frowned, and after he walked over, he took a closer look at the fat man who was pressed to the ground, this fat man was no different from an ordinary gangster, wearing a tight suit, sweating profusely, shivering, and the fat on his face was trembling, as if he was about to drip oil.

"He's Fanas' own nephew." Cobot turned his head to look at the fat man, and said, "Fanas and his sister did not have a good relationship, but his sister was murdered after leaving home, and for the sake of reputation, Fanas adopted Frankfurt, who was not very old at the time, but did not pay much attention to him. ”

Schiller sat down on the couch next to him, frowning at the man known as Frankfurt, who looked almost thirty years old, but who did not have the fierce appearance of other gang members, even in a black suit that was common to gang members, and looked like an insurance seller.

"Fanas is not a very authoritarian person, and he doesn't like this nephew because of his sister, it's because his nephew is so timid that he cries even when he hears gunshots in the manor, and Fanas thinks it's disgrace to the Fanas family."

"No wonder." Schiller rubbed his finger over the handle of the umbrella and repeated his conclusion: "Although this is a miracle in Gotham, he really didn't kill anyone." ”

"How is this judged?" Copote asked, a little curious.

Schiller did not answer the question, he looked up at Copote, who was standing, and asked, "You said he confessed, what did he confess?" ”

"He had a bit of a holiday with little Fanas and old Mrs. Spencer, and he wanted to kill him." Copot walked up to Schiller, looked at Frankfurt with some disgust, and said, "The Fanas family hates his size, and little Fanas has threatened him several times not to go out and embarrass the Fanas family." ”

"Mrs. Spencer Sr. liked Fanas's sister very much, that is, Frankfurt's mother, and after her death, Mrs. Spencer Sr. also loved Frankfurt, but she also did not want Frankfurt to be too fat, and found a very strict governess for Frankfurt to supervise his exercise and diet."

Schiller nodded, signaling that he understood the situation, he looked at Frankfurt's body again, this man is not tall, standing up straight is about 1.7 meters, his bones are not very thick, but he weighs at least 220 pounds or more, and does not have any muscles, so he looks quite bloated.

Human fat is a natural shield, so there will be many gang members who deliberately train themselves to be fat capsules, but they are not pure fat, and they don't look so bloated.

So there are many macho men in the gang who are close to two meters tall and have the same double door refrigerator, and the burly body is not a big problem, and the suit can be completely customized, the biggest problem in Frankfurt is that the body fat rate is too high, the muscle mass is insufficient, and he has become a tire man.

The twelve families of Gotham are all traditional Italian gangsters, and because of the influence of the old godfather, the gang members pay great attention to their appearance, and different families will have different styles in terms of dressing, but the whole is very uniform.

There is no need to say much about the tragic comparison of a pure fat man in a group of tall and strong macho men, if you can barely fool the past before, then the conflict between Frankfurt and the rest of the family will definitely intensify this summer, because the summer of fat people is very difficult.

Too much weight makes it difficult to exercise, and the problem is exacerbated by sweating profusely and smelling easily, and the fact that the gang members wear suits and leather shoes everywhere they go, is a problem that is likely to be the result of too many fierce verbal attacks on Frankfurt this summer, causing him to have the idea of killing even if he is timid.

Schiller still shook his head and said, "He shouldn't have really done it, did you ask him?" ”

"He said he had prepared poison."

"What type of poison?"

Cobot winked at Frankfurt, who shuddered and said, "I, I got someone to buy some cyanide......"

"That's not right." Victor opened his mouth and said: "If it was potassium cyanide, the corpse would not have behaved in such an extremely swollen state, I have seen a corpse poisoned with cyanide, it is not like this. ”

"The autopsy report did not reveal any similar highly toxic substances." Copot sighed and said: "But he is really the only one among the twelve families who is fat like this, Fanas still shows mercy for his sister's sake, if the children of the other families dare to become this size, they will definitely be locked up by the patriarch and starved until they are thin." ”

"That's not the way to go." Schiller shook his head and said, "Let him go to Gotham Technical College, there is a shortage of air-conditioned manpower over there, and he will definitely lose weight after doing a summer of work." ”

This farce ends here, on the one hand, Schiller is too experienced in this, Frankfurt is completely the type of thief without thief guts, take 10,000 steps back and say, Frankfurt's size is too conspicuous, it is impossible to sneak into other people's homes and poison them, and with his position in the Fanas family, he can't command anyone.

Frankfurt was taken away, but Schiller did not leave the Twelve estates immediately, and began to ask Copt about the Twelve Families, and he insisted on his judgment that the murderer must have dealt with members of the Twelve Families.

Cobot said a few things about the recent events in the Twelve Families, but most of them were about the Gotham Music Festival, and there were no very notable characters.

Later in the day, Schiller gave a few words and told Colbert to keep an eye on the situation of the Twelve Families, and he returned to the Rodriguez Manor, where Barry was sitting on the couch by the window reading a book.

"Oh, Professor, you're back." Barry put the book down and greeted him, and Schiller handed Merkel the suit jacket he had taken off, and said, "How do you feel?" Still dizzy? ”

Barry shook his head and said, "No, I'm fine, that, Professor, my parents ......"

"I called them, they might have to pick you up next week, do you miss them?"

"Sort of, Hallie and Bruce ......"

"They're all home, Bruce Jr. is back in his universe, Hallie now lives in Gordon Manor and I can send you to Wayne Manor if you want, Alfred will be happy."

Barry sighed softly, shook his head and said, "No, no need, I'll stay here until my parents come to pick me up, what happened before is so amazing, I need a while to digest it." ”

"It's better for them to come later, or I'm really afraid that I'll tell them all these things and frighten them."

"The reason why I want you to stay here for a while longer is that your abilities are of a special nature, and once you get out of control, you may cause big trouble, and it is best to stay in a safe environment when the situation is still unstable."

"Of course, I understand, Professor." Barry looked up at Schiller and said, "The fact that I'm going to be close to you in the future means we're going to get along, right?" ”

Schiller smiled and nodded, and turned to walk towards the bedroom, but Barry ran up to him and stopped him, and said, "Well, Professor, is there anything I can do to help?" I don't really have much to do......"

Schiller looked back at Merkel and asked, "Is the garden done?" You can take Barry with you to mow the lawn. ”

Merkel looked embarrassed, and Schiller sighed and said, "Don't tell me that my garden is ruined again." ”

"Not completely destroyed yet." Merkel explained with a sad face: "Originally, the newly transplanted plants in the garden were all plants that could adapt to the rainy and sunless climate of Gotham, but recently the sun in Gotham has been so fierce that most of the flowers and plants have been sunburned." ”

Schiller reached out and covered his forehead, and he waved to Barry, who immediately followed him, and Schiller led Barry and Merkel towards the garden.

The general structure of the garden has not changed, and you can see that it was once thriving, but now all the herbaceous plants in the flower beds are lying down, and it looks like they are about to die.

It can be seen from the water trails next to the flower beds that Merkel must have poured a lot of water, but Schiller has always thought that his butler is good everywhere, except that he is not compatible with this manor with a large garden, and he does not even have the most basic gardening knowledge.

It's not that the plant looks like it's about to dry out, and you have to water it desperately, a lot of watering combined with the scorching midday sun is a disaster, and Merkel is at least 30% responsible for the garden becoming what it is now.

But Schiller didn't say much, because Merkel did a good job in everything except managing the garden, and Schiller believed that Merkel was definitely not the only housekeeper in the whole of Gotham who was having trouble with the bad state of the garden, so there was nothing to blame.

So he knocked on the glass of the window with his hand, and said, "Ask Miss Pamela to come over tomorrow, and forget the rest, the tree that hung Batman on must not die." ”

Schiller returned to his bedroom and was ready to go to bed, but at that moment there was a knock on the door, and when Schiller opened the door, he found Barry in his pajamas appearing outside the door.

"What's wrong? Barry. ”

"Well, nothing." Barry had a tangled expression on his face, his lips twitched, and he said, "I know it's not good to disturb you so late, but it's a little uncomfortable for me to be alone in my room." ”

Barry looked like he had something to explain, and turned sideways as if he was about to run away, but Schiller interrupted him, opened the door, leaned sideways to give him his place, and said, "Come in." ”

The garden of the manor was covered with a thin, cold veil of moonlight that had never been seen before, and it was not until the round moon hung high in the sky that Schiller stepped out of his bedroom.

Merkel, who was waiting outside the door, glanced into the crack in the door, Barry was sleeping soundly on the bed in the master bedroom, Schiller gently closed the door, Merkel pointed to the door and made a lip shape, Schiller nodded, and took the herbal tea from his hand.

Schiller said as he walked down the stairs, "Barry has some symptoms of panic attacks and separation anxiety, and he's upset about his newfound strength, but I don't think there's a need for a prescription for the time being, and he should get better soon." ”

"Merkel, call Sheriff Gordon tomorrow morning and invite him to the private banquet I have prepared for him to congratulate him on his promotion, and ask him if he can bring Miss Halle Queezel and leave her here for a while after the banquet."

The next morning, Harley rushed into the Rodriguez Manor and hugged Barry, who was drinking coffee, so that he almost squirted the coffee in his mouth.

"Long time no see, Barry! I've heard you're running fast now, how about helping me get back the money I forgot in the bank vault? ”

(End of chapter)