The man who calls himself Sivana has stern features and his eyes are sunken deeply into his eye sockets. There are some dark circles under his eyes, which blend with the shadows cast by his brow bones, making his pupils seem to be floating on a black sea.
Small boat.
When he spoke, he pursed his lips tightly, and the corners of his mouth intersected with the sharp lines of his jawline. He had a kind of indifference that kept strangers away from him, so even though he was smiling and talking, he still made people feel that he was difficult to deal with.
"Is the teaching work going well? Professor." Sivana asked with concern: "Is there anything you don't like about the new campus?"
Schiller shook his head and said: "Everything is fine. How is the football team? Can our invitational tournament be held as scheduled?"
"Of course, this is not a problem. The school's financial situation is indeed a bit tight, but I think the city government will provide us with enough help. Sports events have always been the city's business card..."
Sivana continued to talk a lot about the rugby team, and seemed to find that Schiller was particularly concerned about the situation in the sports academy. Then he started talking about the psychology course arrangement, and mentioned whether to change the mobile class system into fixed classes.
system and so on.
Schiller's attitude towards the new principal is relatively conservative. Sivana is not a popular surname. The name Thaddeus Sivana shows that he is not an ordinary person and is most likely a character with a name in the comics.
However, just because he was famous but not that famous, Schiller didn't remember who he was for a moment, and he didn't have time to look it up in his memory bank now, so he just treated Sivana with the attitude a professor should have towards a new principal.
, but Sivana is obviously not satisfied with this.
"When I visited Professor Frith before, I heard that you recently moved to a new home?"
Schiller frowned slightly. He didn't think Victor was a talkative person. Victor probably didn't tell Sivana on his own initiative, but Sivana might have asked around him.
Why does he care so much about himself?
"Oh, don't get me wrong, professor, it's just that several professors I visited before complained that their commuting time has become longer after moving to the new campus. I wonder how it is with you?"
"Fortunately, my new house is not far away." Schiller paused. He was not sure whether Victor had told Sivana about the housewarming party, but since the other party had already talked about it, if he didn't tell Sivana now,
If you tell him and then he finds out, it will inevitably be regarded as rejection and isolation by the other party.
"Actually, my housewarming party hasn't been held yet because I've been busy recently and the new house hasn't been packed yet. If there is any news, I will send you an invitation. I hope you will appreciate it when the time comes, Mr. Principal."
Sivana looked very happy, and his tight lips relaxed. He stood up and shook hands with Schiller and said: "My pleasure, professor. In fact, I have always been very interested in psychology, but now we are both
I'm very busy. If I have time later, maybe we can chat."
Schiller didn't know if this was a polite comment, but he took it as a polite comment. Now he had to find out who Sivana was and figure out why he was so enthusiastic.
After sending Sivana away, Schiller wanted to go to the memory bank in the tower to search, but at this time he received a call from Zatanna.
"Hello? Professor? John is injured, could you please come to the central hospital?" Zatanna's slightly anxious voice came from the other end of the phone.
Schiller raised his eyebrows and said: "He is injured? What happened to him?"
"You'll find out when you come here." Zatanna's tone revealed deep helplessness. Constantine seemed to mutter a few words on the other end, but Zatanna quickly hung up the phone.
It was really a wave of ups and downs. Schiller thought, maybe some creditor had found the wrong door again? There was obviously a lot of space in the freezer layer of the refrigerator.
When Schiller drove to the Central Hospital, it was already very late. He was stuck on the road for more than half an hour and searched for a parking space near the hospital for more than ten minutes. The Central Hospital is located in the center of the carousel area. Basically, every day
It's full of patients.
Schiller quickly gave his name to the front desk, and then found Constantine with a cast on his leg in the inpatient department. Zatanna was pouring water for him next to him. Schiller came in carrying an umbrella, but found no trace of the devil.
"What's going on?" Schiller asked. Not long after he came in, Raven and Killer Crocodile also came in. Obviously this matter had something to do with them.
Constantine let out a long sigh, but in the middle of the sigh, he was slapped back in the stomach by Zatanna. He curled up with a groan, frowned and muttered a few words, put the quilt over his head and went to sleep.
"The two of us went to help decorate Waylon's new company. There's not much else. There are just some large pieces of furniture that need to be moved, including the counter for receiving guests, the registration desk at the back, and the filing cabinets for storing documents."
"Waylon transported these things to the warehouse. We took these things out of the warehouse and sent them to the door of the company's front. I used magic to move them in, but John was causing trouble."
"I didn't cause any trouble!" Constantine's muffled voice came from under the quilt, "What on earth were you thinking about placing the counter sideways? Do you want to squeeze the guests here into patties?"
"But the space in the front room is limited. If I put it vertically, where would the receptionist be? And I also said that if I put it horizontally, it would look good to hang a painting on that wall, but what we are talking about now is the practical value.
!”
"I'm telling the truth. Can the wall of the reception desk be without any decorations? If you put it upright, there won't be anything hanging on that wall!"
"Tell me the important point." Schiller tapped the armrest of the hospital bed lightly.
"Okay, John and I had a little argument about the placement of furniture." Zatanna made a small gesture, but Schiller saw a Milky Way between her two fingers.
He knew that it was perfectly fine for young men and women of this kind to fall in love, but things would definitely go wrong when they worked together.
"I said stand it upright, but he insisted on turning it sideways. I said let's put it up and try it. Then I used magic to control the counter and flew in. After landing, I looked fine. He was not convinced and rushed into the room.
Please show me how to place it."
"I said, then I'll see how you put it. I controlled the counter to fly up again, but sometimes it moved forward a little, sometimes moved a little backward, sometimes turned left, and sometimes turned right.
There were so many things going on, I was very irritated by him, I couldn't control my magic well, the counter fell and hit his foot..."
Zatanna lowered her head and hammered the edge of the bed with her hand and said, "I didn't mean to do it. You all know that the medium for my magic is language, but he insisted on quarreling with me when I was using magic..."
"You're not good at studying, Zatanna." Constantine smiled and looked at Zatanna with his eyes open and laughed.
Zatanna slapped him on the chest, obviously completely irritated. She roared at Constantine: "Don't you know why Morpheus is avoiding you?! Because you are also a troublemaker in bed.
Damn bastard! I should really pray to God and ask him to tell Lucifer..."
Schiller coughed twice, interrupting Zatanna's words. Zatanna's face turned red with anger. After taking a few deep breaths, she grabbed the top of the quilt and covered Constantine's head.
live.
Schiller saw the film taken nearby, and several people came over to find out that it was just a broken foot bone, which was not serious, but he might not be able to get out of bed for at least ten days and a half.
"Oh my god, then our moving plan has been ruined." Zatanna wailed, "Who will drive for me now?"
"Don't you have a driver's license?"
"Yes, there is, but I really don't understand the damn traffic conditions in this damn city." Zatanna sighed and said, "The transportation system in this city is so special that I got lost after driving several times.
, if I were to drive it, I would probably live in the East District this year."
Killer Croc laughed and said: "Of course, even an experienced driver like Jack can't understand the current New East District. Can you imagine? Last time he took a private job and went around six buildings and passages.
I still couldn't get out for an hour, and finally I had to blow up one of the passages before I could get out."
"He should suspect that it was Batman's conspiracy." Schiller told a joke that only he and Waylon understood. Waylon laughed out loud and nodded: "Yes, he definitely suspected that.
Well, he must think that this whole area is a prank prepared by Bruce for him, and Bruce can do it!"
"I know a few local kids, and they should be planning to make money part-time recently. Maybe they can join in," Schiller said.
He was referring to the Robins at Wayne Manor. The last time he learned about their condition was when Alfred called to ask about the situation after Merkel left.
Originally the topic was about Merkel, but the topic eventually turned to the children. Wayne was not at home, so everything was fine. Apart from going to class, these children were wandering around the manor aimlessly.
However, they seemed to be planning to do something recently. Under Alfred's investigation, he learned that the children planned to go out part-time to make money.
The normal employment standard for full-time employees in Gotham is 16 years old. After all, the city’s educational resources were not rich in the past. Many people did not go to high school, let alone college, so people over 16 years old can work every week.
50 hours.
Of course, people over 14 years old can also work 30 hours a week, but they are not allowed to work full-time and can only work part-time.
However, because there are too many outlaws in this city, the management in this area turns a blind eye. After all, it is better for teenagers and children to work and make money than to rob and cause trouble, so some underage
No one will care about the children working in the store.
Speaking of this, I have to mention the current situation of the Children's Gang. After the gangs were completely collapsed, the Children's Gang, which was inextricably linked to the gangs, basically fell apart.
After a few years of buffering period, most of the members of the Child Gang have passed their most vulnerable age. The youngest ones are almost 10 years old, and the older ones are almost 20 years old.
There is nothing to say about their whereabouts. During the previous music festival, most of them worked in various places. Some of them were smart and led others to do business together and made a lot of money.
After that, their life trajectories are almost the same as those of ordinary people. Since they have never read a book or have any academic qualifications, most of them are looking for jobs that do not require skills. In addition to screwing in factories, they work part-time jobs here and there to earn money.
Some of the smart ones went into business and saved a small amount of money, and now they can rent a storefront to start a small business. Some of the smart ones went to vocational colleges to learn skills, and now they are also working as electricians, decorators, and car repairers.
work.
Most of the children who were unable to take care of themselves back then are now half-grown children who can run and jump. There are many adult former members who will support their lives. They are also the first group of children to go to school.
of.
Children of the younger generation are basically no longer orphans. Because living conditions have improved and family stability has increased, few people will take the initiative to abandon their children if they can support them.
The East District has also established a complete orphanage system. All orphans who do exist have gone to the orphanage and will not live on the streets. Therefore, children a generation younger than Jason are the last generation of children's gang members.
