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Chapter 298 Three Detectives (2)

 In the car, Gordon's face was pale. Five deaths occurred in a few days. Not only the victims were important people, but the death methods were also very fancy. Gordon was also a little stressed.

Gordon is different from Batman. He is really just an ordinary person. Over the past few days, he has been working hard, staying up all night, and being busy. He has become very tired. When he was in the car, his voice was already hoarse and he could hardly speak.

The words came out.

Raindrops pattered on the car window. Schiller, who was sitting in the passenger seat, looked back at Gordon's pale face and said, "Chief, why don't you go back and take a rest first."

Gordon showed a somewhat forced smile and said: "I used these words to persuade Batman a few days ago. I didn't expect that it would be my turn today, but my answer was the same as his. I think I'm okay, at least persist.

There will be no problem until dawn today..."

Schiller seemed to want to say something else, but Batman said: "We're here."

He seemed a little anxious, because this boarding school was the one where Dick went to school. Dick had just started school for two days, and today should be his first official day of class. As a result, something like this happened. Batman was a little worried. After all, it was

He asked Dick to come here to school.

Batman walked into the gate of the boarding school first, but the person who came to him grabbed the hand of Gordon, who was wearing a police uniform. He said: "It's Detective Gordon. I called the police. Hurry up."

Go to the seventh floor, Mrs. Sanchez, she...she..."

It was an old man with a stooped figure, wearing a black robe common in boarding schools. Gordon comforted him, and then asked: "Are you a teacher in this school? What is going on? Can you tell us about it?

?"

The old man led them into the school and said as he walked: "I'm not a teacher, I'm just a key keeper, responsible for locking the doors of important rooms after the students have gone to bed."

"Just now, when I was about to go to the seventh floor to check whether the room door was locked, I saw... I don't know, but God..."

"Have you seen anyone suspicious?" Gordon asked routinely. The old man shook his head and said, "This school is very strictly managed. Most people are not allowed to come in. The teachers will go back to their classrooms after class."

In the room, no students are allowed to wander out at night..."

"Boarding schools are like this, and the children here are very obedient. There has never been any trouble."

Batman wanted to ask about Dick, but he didn't want to expose the relationship between Dick and Batman. Schiller took a look at his expression and asked the old man: "Do you have a kid named Dick here?"

"Dick? We have at least five or six Dicks here. Which one are you looking for?"

"Dick Grayson, do you know where he is now?"

The old man shook his head and said: "There are too many children named Dick here. I am getting old and I can't remember who they are."

Schiller did not ask any more questions, but said: "Tell us where Mrs. Sanchez's room is, and we can go up ourselves."

The old man shook his head slowly and said: "The stairs here are not easy to walk. I will take you to the seventh floor, and then you can go in by yourself."

As he said that, the old man took them further up, two more floors, to the seventh floor of the boarding school. The old man turned around and left. As soon as they reached the seventh floor, Gordon shuddered and said: "

Why do I feel a little cold here?"

Schiller also felt an unusual cold breath spreading in the corridor. He said to Gordon: "Detective, you are not in good condition. Stay here while Batman and I go in."

Gordon didn't try to be brave, because he really felt uncomfortable. He took a few steps back, opened the window in the stairwell, and then leaned against the wall. Feeling better, he waved to the two of them and signaled them

Go quickly, Schiller and Batman walked deeper into the corridor.

As soon as he walked into the darkness, Schiller's eyes stopped on a black mark in the corner of the wall. He squatted down and observed it carefully and said, "It seems that the things here should also be related to supernatural forces."

"If it is really the so-called devil, is there anything we can do to deal with it?"

"If we follow the theory of occultism, there are many things that can deal with demons, such as crosses, holy water, Madonna statues, etc., but I don't think we will encounter real demons here."

With that said, they had arrived at the door of the second room. Schiller opened the door without hesitation and walked in. The scene inside was not bloody, but it was very strange.

There was a mummy standing in the center of the room, his whole body charred and shriveled, and standing straight on the spot. There was a magic circle-like pattern around it. After Batman walked over, he said: "This pattern is different from the previous one, and the painting method is also different."

the difference."

"But they all seem to use the same element, which is the hexagram representing the devil, and these small patterns are also somewhat similar..."

Schiller walked around the mummy and walked to the table behind him. The table was very messy, with everything on it. On the first row of shelves was a pile of bottles and cans, and below was a pile of waste paper. In a box on the left

There were messy herbs on the table, and there were some incomprehensible words engraved on the table mat.

"It seems that in addition to her profession as principal, Mrs. Sanchez also works part-time as a witch."

Schiller bent down to look at the things on the table. There was a drawer under the table with a copper lock hanging on it, with a strange rune engraved on it. Schiller did not use physical methods to pick the lock. He looked up at the mummy.

.

The mummy seemed to have been instantly roasted to char by the high temperature, and the fat exuded from the body allowed its feet to be fixed on the ground, so it did not fall over.

Some traces of clothing can be vaguely seen on the mummy's body, but they have become as black as the torso and stick to his skin. There seems to be a keychain on the mummy's waist.

Schiller did not go to get it, but squatted down and put his hand on the side of the cabinet. A wisp of gray mist spread from between his arms and got into the drawer. Just when Schiller felt that there was something in the drawer.

When something happened, Gordon's scream suddenly came from outside the corridor.

Batman rushed out the door and saw Gordon holding his neck and retreating in pain, flipping out of the window and falling from the seventh floor.

The moment Batman rushed to the window, a cloud of gray fog was faster than him. The moment before Gordon hit the ground, the gray fog caught him and then put him on the ground. Batman used the hook to escape from the window.

After jumping down from the seventh floor, he walked to Gordon and saw two purple handprints on his neck.

Gordon gasped. After he came to his senses, he looked at Batman and said, "It's true...it's exactly what you said..."

"what did you see?"

"A ghost, a ghost rushed towards me, he grabbed my neck..."

"It seems that this school is indeed a bit strange. Let's find Dick first."

Gordon stood up hard and said, "Where is the key keeper who led the way before? Why didn't you see him? I think we should ask him..."

"Don't count on him."

This time, Schiller walked in front, and Batman supported Gordon from behind. As he walked, he looked at the display on his wrist and said: "Go around this building, then turn right, Dick should be underground...

…”

Schiller was not surprised by this, but Gordon looked at Batman and said, "You installed a locator on your adopted son?"

"That's why I can find him in time now."

Several people walked towards the target point. At this moment, the communicator on Batman's wrist suddenly rang, and Jason's voice sounded inside. He screamed: "Batman! Come on! It's dangerous, God, she

It’s a…she’s a…”

The instant communication was hung up. Batman operated the device on his wrist, frowned and said: "...How come they are together?"

Gordon also heard the child's pleas for help and screams from the communicator. Schiller took the umbrella up, looked back at Batman and said: "Coordinates."

"Direction 1:21, 351 meters underground..."

This straight-line distance is not far, but it actually has to go around an entire building. As soon as Batman finished speaking, Schiller's figure turned into a cloud of gray mist and quickly passed through the wall. The two people on the ground were still running.

By the time, Schiller had already arrived on the ground at the target location.

Schiller flashed down to the ground. The moment his figure appeared, he felt a black shadow falling rapidly above his head.

Without thinking, Schiller grabbed the umbrella with both hands and lifted it up. With a "bang", a figure flew out and hit the wall. Everyone on the scene was stunned.

Looking down from the ceiling of the room, Schiller, who had just landed, was standing in the middle of the room, maintaining the posture of hitting someone with an umbrella. Near the left wall of the room, a blond man holding a black book in his hand looked at Schiller's eyes.

The movement was stunned, and behind Schiller, several children who fell on the ground also opened their mouths. In front of Schiller, there was a person with four arms, horns on his head, and a body that was shot away.

A monster covered in black patterns.

After the monster was photographed directly on the wall, the atmosphere in the venue became silent for a moment. The blond man turned to look at the children and said, "He is the rescuer you were talking about?"

Jason, who was lying on the ground, swallowed a mouthful of saliva, but the little slick guy behind him shouted: "Professor Schiller!"

The blond man was stunned again. He looked at Schiller and said, "Are you still a professor? What subject do you teach? Fighting?"

"Compared to this..." Schiller took back the umbrella, then put it on the ground and turned to look at the blond man. He was tall, wearing a long light brown suit and a black tie, and his face was unshaven.

Handsome, but decadent.

"Long respected name, Constantine."

The man was stunned again and said, "Do you know me?"

"Of course, your band's song 'I Kissed the Dream God' is pretty good. One of my old classmates is the drummer of the 'Sex Pistols'. He gave me a photo of the Roxy Club. There's

you."

The blond man opened his mouth first, then pursed his lips. He didn't expect that the answer he got was from this angle. Schiller's compliment just scratched his itch. He shook his head and inserted his hand into the trench coat.

Pocket said: "Oh, really? In fact, my favorite song on that album is 'Kowtow to Death', which is closer to the punk style, right?"

"But I prefer psychedelic rock and romanticism. I have to say that your narration at the end of the song "Dream God" is very good. It feels like traveling through a dream. I know that this part of the design must have been criticized, but I

like very much……"

"I just said there must be someone who understands me!" Constantine spread his hands and said: "Those old-fashioned music judges don't understand what psychedelic rock is at all. They don't even understand punk. Just because I and the people in the band

The bassist got laid, and they said my album was useless, which is..."

"Please!" Jason screamed, and he pointed at the monster opposite and said: "Is it time to talk about music now?!! There is a demon standing opposite you!! A living demon!!

!!”

Just as he screamed heart-breakingly, the demon also recovered. It slowly stood up, then arched its body, preparing to pounce on the enemy again.

At this moment, there was a "bang", the door was opened, and the monster standing in front of the door was knocked out again.

Looking at the flying monster, Schiller straightened his tie, then picked up his umbrella and assumed a baseball batter's posture. With a "bang", the monster was knocked back to the wall, and it was embedded in the wall.

Into the wall.

Batman, who had just opened the door, looked a little confused at the scene inside the room, but the blond Constantine whistled and said: "Nice home run!"


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