Although the heat is long gone, the people who are immersed in the horrors of the heat have not yet rebuilt their psychological defenses to go out to work, and Merkel has contacted weeders and gardening companies more than a dozen times, and received only a reply that "there is no manpower".

In the city of Gotham, the price it would take to hire workers from out of town at a high price is unimaginable, and seeing that the best season is about to pass, Schiller decides not to wait and just prune the garden himself.

This was a rather bold decision, because the garden of the manor was not a flower bed in the courtyard of an ordinary cottage, and the biggest feature of this former viscount manor was the large exaggerated back garden, which could be said to be unsurpassed in the entire western district, and it would take a lot of effort to eradicate the once dead plants.

Schiller, however, had the right men, and he stood by the door and watched Clark and his dog walk into the garden in wading boots, patting the dirt from his gloves with satisfaction.

Pamela stood at the front and showed Clark the way and said, "Here, all the plants in this whole area must be eradicated, don't look at me like that, they are already dead, I don't feel sorry, what are you worried about?" ”

With some hesitation, Clark pushed aside the weeds in front of him, looked inside, and said, "Do you mean eradication that only needs to destroy parts of the ground, or do you mean that the roots are also turned out?" ”

"If I could, I'd like to bury the corpses of these plants and turn the soil up to a depth of two feet, which will make the plants survive better."

Pamela spread her hands and said: "The withering of plants is inevitable, they grow, bloom and wither, this is the law of nature, the sudden change of climate brings about the death of plants is not what anyone wants to see, but I still hope that they can have a good home and participate in the cycle of nature." ”

Clark nodded his head to show that he understood, and with a slight blink of an eye, red lasers shot out of his eyes, but with great precision he was able to turn over the soil three to four feet deep on the ground, and the stems and leaves of the plants lying on the ground were turned into the ground by the way, or it would not be long before they became new nutrients.

Pamela watched all this in shock, and in just a few tens of seconds, a large area around this area was plowed, the laser disappeared, and Clark showed a bright smile and said, "Thanks to the trip to Mexico, I only know that the laser has such a big effect, and I can now plow the field." ”

Looking at the ridges that appeared on the ground, Pamela frowned, and at this time Schiller came over and said, "Then let's open a small vegetable garden, where do you think it is more appropriate?" Pamela? ”

"Do you know how to grow vegetables? Professor. Still a little unconvinced, Pamela said, "With all due respect, the gardening company probably won't take care of the vegetable fields for you, which is completely different from a decorative garden." ”

"Growing vegetables is a very laborious job, sowing, cultivating, pesticide, propagation, if it is simply planted to decorate, if you want to be big and want to taste, then I am afraid it will take a lot of energy to maintain."

Pamela had a complicated expression on her face and said, "Gotham's vegetables are special, they are a little too individual, and I'm worried that they will beat and bully those transplanted flowers from out of town." ”

"So keep them away from the flowers, my garden is big enough that it should do, right?"

Seeing that Schiller didn't seem to be going to change his mind, Pamela thought for a moment and said, "No problem, we'll grow vegetables on the separate land next to the warehouse in the back, but I can't guarantee that they won't run out when they grow up." ”

"Then build some fences, and if you can't do it, use the grid." Schiller stepped forward, intending to inspect the land.

Pamela chased after him and said, "Professor, I don't know why you're so obsessed with growing vegetables, but Gotham really isn't suitable for ......"

"Pamela." Schiller stopped a little helplessly, looked at Pamela and said, "Overly lively plants are exactly what I want, if you don't find something to do for my butler, and he uses his amazing gardening skills to maintain the newly planted flowers, do you think they will survive three months?" ”

Pamela shut up.

They came to the land to which Pamela had mentioned, a small plot of land next to the warehouse on the southernmost side of the garden, enclosed by two neatly paved stone paths, almost completely independent of the plot in front of them.

Schiller was so pleased with the location of the nursery that they began to fence the field when Clark had turned over the soil with the laser that came out of his eye.

"Cabbages don't usually jump very high, which can be called one of their weaknesses." While following Schiller in the garden to find suitable wood, Pamela said: "The blades they use to support their bodies are very fragile, and their bodies are not resistant to falls, so they can jump to a height of about one meter at most, and I think we can build a fence that is one and a half meters." ”

"But it has to be wooden, not rattan fences, because their fists are much more powerful than their feet, and I'm not sure if they'll climb up one by one, so it's better to have some thorns at the top."

Schiller and Pamela walked in front, and Clark walked behind with Krypton, and just as they came to a birch tree that had been cut down earlier, Krypton suddenly rushed towards the flowerbed next to him.

"Oh my God, little Krypton, come back, come back, you're going to get your paws dirty!" Clark let out a scream and hurried to chase his dog, but little Krypton's nose sniffed and sniffed on the ground, and finally stopped in front of a small puddle next to the flower bed, and then began to bark incessantly.

"What's wrong? What's wrong? Clark quickly knelt down and hugged Krypton's head and rubbed it, trying to comfort his dog.

Schiller and Pamela gathered around, and they both looked down at the puddle, and saw their own reflections on the surface of the water, and the tiny ripples of water stirred up by swimming in the lake, which seemed to have shrunk countless times over.

In the laboratory in the Bat Cave, Bruce was looking intently at the microscope, and Lex was staring at the experimental equipment without blinking, and after a while, Lex was the first to speak, "Do you think Professor Schiller's attitude is strange?" ”

"He doesn't seem to be very interested in this." Bruce stared at the microscope as he said, "And in my experience, if he doesn't really want to care about something, but he's involved in it, it's probably because he wants to have fun." ”

"The question is, what part of the Summer Killer affair is fun?" Lex covered his forehead and said, "I always think that we are thinking wrong, if we deduce from the logic of Professor Schiller's behavior, there must be something very simple but we haven't noticed, what could it be?" ”

Bruce finally looked up, he let his eyes open to think and said, "We have investigated every aspect of this case, there are no omissions in the autopsy report, there is nothing special about the intersection of the victims' trajectories, there are no holes in the words of the survivors, and all the innocent people do not show anything suspicious." ”

Bruce frowned and thought for a moment, he had indeed done everything he could to find out all his suspicions, and judging by Batman's suspicious personality, he had almost checked them all.

In this case, the clues of the summer killer have not been caught, and Bruce can't help but wonder, could it be the Batman of another universe who did it?

Further research in the lab doesn't come with good news, but Bruce has to leave, because Selena calls him to say that Aisha is back to find her father, and Bruce has to leave the murder and reasoning behind to go back to play with Aisha.

When Bruce pushed open the door to Wayne Manor, Alfred was gluing the dog hair on Aisha's body with a roller, and Bruce recognized it almost immediately as Krypton's hair, so he picked Aisha up and asked, "Did you go play with Clark's dog?" ”

Aisha nodded, hugged Bruce's neck and snorted twice, then said, "Go to the garden, Dad, they won't let me go, you take me!" ”

Bruce hugged Aisha up, and in order to encourage her to speak, he deliberately asked her, "Why don't you let you go to the garden to play?" ”

"It's dangerous to rebuild the garden, and if you don't let you go anyway, you can't go, and you can't play with blocks in the living room."

"Can't you go? Who else but you? ”

"Barry and Hallie." Aisha leaned on Bruce's shoulder, waved at Alfred in the living room, and said, "I want to play with the bunker, build the castle, and dig holes." ”

Bruce carried Aisha into the garden, and when he arrived, Selena was already waiting there, she took Aisha from Bruce's hand, rubbed her forehead with her cheek and said, "Long time no see, little baby, your Aunt Maggie has made you a beautiful hair tie, see if you like it or not." ”

Selena pulled out a shiny hair tie with small balls sticky with diamonds stuck to it, and Bruce wanted to say not to give Aisha something that might make her swallow, but stopped talking when he saw the bat sign on it.

Fortunately, Aisha had no interest in eating such a gadget, and she let out a happy scream, snatched it from Selena's hand and put it on her wrist, waving her hand in satisfaction to look left and right.

"Do you want to swing or play in the sand?" Selena asked, shaking Aisha.

"She wants to go to the bunker." Bruce replied for Aisha, and the family of three walked towards the newly opened sandpit in the back garden of Wayne Manor.

Before she could get there, Aisha rushed out and jumped into the bunker, and Selena brought the shovel and bucket she had left here from the side, and began to build the castle with her.

Bruce walked in, but Aisha reached out and handed him the plastic toy bucket, shouting, "Water! Water! Use water, use water faster! ”

"She probably wants to drench the sand with water, is there a water pipe or something around here?" Selena crouched on the ground and looked back.

Bruce looked around and didn't find the gardening hose, he knew that Alfred wouldn't water the plants indiscriminately, and would usually wait for the professional gardener to arrange it, and the gardening hose would definitely be put away in the warehouse.

The warehouse with the tap was far away, and Aisha's patience was apparently not sustained until then, but as Bruce glanced over, he noticed a small puddle on the other side of the bunker.

The garden was cleaned by Alfred, so the stagnant water was not dirty, Aisha was not an ordinary child, and she was not afraid of polluted water or anything, Bruce simply strode over with a small bucket, intending to scoop some water from the puddle for Aisha to play.

But Aisha, who was too curious, reached the small puddle faster than him, and tried to touch the water with her hand, Selena shouted from behind, and Bruce tried to stop her, but Aisha's hand stopped before it could touch the surface of the water.

"What's that?" Aisha asked, crouching down and poking her head out and pointing her finger at something in the water.

Bruce walked over and bent down to take a look, stunned for a moment, and then said, "That's a." ”

"What's it?" Aisha and Selena asked in unison.

"It's the larvae of mosquitoes......

"What is a mosquito?"

Suddenly, a flash of inspiration flashed through Bruce's mind, and all the clues were strung together as a line and blurted out.

"Mosquitoes are...... Summer Killer! ”

(End of chapter)