In The DC World With Marvel Chat Group Chapter 1180: Teacher and student (Part 1)

"The Days of Being a Spiritual Mentor in Meiman"

On a gloomy morning, the stone road that had just rained was covered with muddy traces, and one pair of feet stepped on it, rushing to the destination in a hurry.

It can be seen from their leather shoes and trouser legs that it is not the students of Gotham University who are walking on the road, but the teachers and staff.

In the early morning of Gotham, the air quality is the best. These professors, who are past the age of sleeping in, often choose to get up early and go to the staff cafeteria for dinner.

Although most of Gotham University's teaching facilities are relatively old, for a restaurant, this is a classic.

Adhering to the European-style restaurant, with a strong retro atmosphere, thick carpets, complicated withered flower edges, silver tableware, and flickering candlelight, it has a special style that is not found in all American universities on the east coast.

A pair of leather shoes stepped on the threshold, but no waiter came to lay the carpet, and the owner of the shoes stepped on the blanket indifferently. After the remaining rainwater under his feet was absorbed by the carpet, he strode in.

The bell on the reception counter was rang, and a fat black lady in an apron and a flowered kerchief came out, and when she saw someone coming, she smiled very enthusiastically and said, "Oh , Bruce, you came early enough, what would you like to have today? Don’t you want pre-dinner wine?”

Bruce lifted the hem of his suit, put his hands in his trouser pockets, leaned on the counter and said, "Yes, I have something to do at school this morning, so I came here to fix my breakfast, and I want two pre-dinner meals Bread, don’t cook, just have some salad.”

The black lady rolled her eyelids, stared at Bruce with brown childish holes and said, "Stop kidding, our big handsome guy, even with two pre-dinner breads, that little salad can't feed anyone! Here's Although the food is definitely not as good as what you eat at home, it won't make you unable to eat it, right?"

"You misunderstood, ma'am." Bruce smiled at her, shining under the candlelight, he continued to smile and said: "I had supper last night, and I can't eat anything now, please give me some Salad bar, oh, yes..."

Bruce's hand was still holding the edge of the counter, but he took two steps forward, glanced into the depths of the restaurant, and after seeing the familiar figure, he turned back and asked, "I want to ask , what dish did the professor order today?"

"You mean Professor Rodriguez?" The black lady also took a look, and then said: "As usual, a small vegetable salad, baked potatoes with fish steaks, cream soup made a little hotter, and a little A small glass of liqueur."

"Is there broccoli in the green salad?" Bruce asked.

The black lady leaned her neck back vigorously, stared wide-eyed, looked at Bruce with a look of incomparable surprise and said, "My God! Don't let him hear your crazy words! Vegetable salad Why is there broccoli in it?"

"I mean, did he emphasize to you whether broccoli is in the dish?"

"Does this need to be emphasized?" The black lady shook her head and said, "The whole world knows that he doesn't eat broccoli, and even when we pass the food, there is broccoli on the plate, so we have to walk around him." , I don’t want our poor refrigerator to be shot twice.”

Bruce's expression brightened at a speed visible to the naked eye. He snapped his fingers at the black lady and said, "I'll share the table with him, and you can just deliver the food there."

After speaking, Bruce walked towards Schiller. Seeing that Schiller was wearing a familiar black suit today, Bruce walked across to him without thinking, pulled out the chair and sat down.

Schiller didn't even lift his eyes, he was cutting open the baked potatoes on the plate with a knife, and then arranged each piece of potato with the same size neatly.

Seeing this scene, Bruce's expression became more relaxed. He leaned back slightly and let the waiter who delivered the food put the plate in front of him. He nodded to the waiter, and then looked at Schiller Say: "Good morning, Professor."

Bruce reached out and took the knife and fork from the side, but accidentally knocked the vase next to it. Schiller first looked up at the vase, and then moved his gaze to Bruce's face.

"I really don't understand, what are you happy about." Schiller shook his head and said while fiddling with the food on the plate.

Just as Bruce was about to open his mouth, Schiller rushed ahead of him and said quickly, "Yes, I heard it. Thank you for your concern. I am very moved."

Bruce stared into Schiller's eyes, but didn't see any emotional change, so his words sounded very yin and yang, and sure enough, Schiller went on to say: "...but you are so stupid that I have a headache, especially you .”

Bruce lowered his head without saying a word, and began to fiddle with the vegetables on the plate. In fact, he had already reacted, and was silent because of his guilty conscience.

"Bruce Wayne." Schiller leaned forward, called his name, and said:

"Is there any substantive evidence that can prove that I have eaten people before?"

"Batman, may I ask, since when did you start to be so careless about substantive evidence?"

Bruce chopped up a large piece of lettuce on the plate with a knife and fork, shook his head slightly, and then looked up at Schiller. Schiller sighed deeply and asked, "What do you think, where do you come from?" When did you start falling into the trap?"

"At the banquet of the Falcone family."

"Big mistake." Schiller lifted his lips, showed his teeth, looked at Bruce with a somewhat hideous expression, and said, "What kind of informant will subpoena Gordon to say that someone is going to go to court in France?" At the banquet of the Alcone family? When did the people of Gotham trust the police so much???"

Bruce held his breath and kept cutting the dishes on the plate. Schiller tapped the plate with the tip of the knife and said, "If you are not hungry, put down the cutlery."

"It was you who summoned Gordon and told him that someone was going to do something at Falcone's banquet. You know I understand that this is a big deal, and I will definitely focus on preventing possible murders. His attention was diverted." Bruce put down the cutlery slowly, put his hands on his body and began to analyze.

Schiller did not continue to speak, but listened to his analysis.

"At the banquet, the first time you appeared, I realized that it was not you, but another personality of yours, and it was more dangerous and crazy than you."

"What supports your judgment?"

"Your expression and temperament." Bruce replied: "The direction of facial muscles, eyes, and clothing."

Schiller lowered his eyes, sighed softly and said, "When have I ever brought a gift to a banquet? Or is it a cliché gift like red wine?"

Bruce pursed his lips and turned his head to one side. Schiller took a bite of the fish and looked at him and said, "Go ahead."

"The murder still happened, but the murderer used the TV as a medium to convey his ideas, and then, and then..." Bruce pursed his mouth tightly, with the corners of his mouth turned down, looking very serious, but his tone But intermittently.

"When you said 'human flesh doesn't taste like this', my first reaction was to not believe it." Bruce emphasized.

"Then why didn't you confirm your first reaction?" Schiller asked, staring into his eyes, but before Bruce could answer, Schiller put a potato into his mouth and said:

"Because you have been repeatedly suggested, because the seeds of fear have taken root in your heart, and a gardener is constantly watering it to make it thrive, but you have completely lost your own judgment, like A lamb chained to the neck, follow it to the butcher's knife."

Bruce put his hand on his forehead, and said in a low tone: "Then, it was your discussion with Valentine. It was the first time you expressed your own ideas. People don't pour emotions like pigs. Yes, it's like you can't see those ordinary people."

"I admit, this theory is a bit shocking." Bruce said with one hand supporting his head: "I also admit, I am interested in this, this is an easy trap, but I just go straight Go straight in."

"Arousing your interest is only the first step." Schiller continued his words: "This is not even a trap at all, it can only be called a bait, or even a foretaste of the bait."

"Because of this theory, I became very interested in your personality." Bruce kept his posture still and said, "I want to know why he is so abnormal, so indifferent, ruthless and cruel."

"So, I threw myself into the trap." Bruce picked up the fork again and started to poke the lettuce on the plate. The frequency of his movements was very fast, and he seemed very anxious. His Adam's apple moved, and he continued: "He told me, He's 'sick', and there's an obvious pitfall in it that I don't see. "

"He put himself in a higher position, and as soon as he came up, he used you who I am most familiar with as a reference to show that he is a higher existence than you. This is like those phone scams The people here always like to say that they have business dealings with Wayne Group.”

"Then, you brought up the old matter again, and brought the topic back to the difference between humans and pigs, but this time, you went a step further, saying that you don't like pork, which shows that you are not interested in ordinary people, and this It aroused my curiosity again."

When Bruce said this, he couldn't continue~IndoMTL.com~ He picked up the water glass next to him and took a few sips of water. Kill serial killers and eat them, but I figured everything out myself."

"Besides, I verified this answer with the details I found in my mind one by one. After I found that they all matched, I became more convinced." Bruce put his hand on the center of his brow, closed his eyes and sighed Said in a tone: "The old-fashioned brainwashing method is only for Ponzi schemes."

"Then, it was the first armed conflict." Schiller said: "This is the part I don't understand the most, why can't you beat him?!

"He moved too fast, I didn't react." Bruce shook his head and said, but Schiller looked into his eyes and said, "Because you were drawn into the thinking space by him, thinking that all your conflicts, It all happens in the mind, it makes your mind highly excited, and there is no idle time.”

"Flooding thoughts squeeze the alarm part of your brain, making you lose your vigilance and instinctively think that the surrounding environment is safe, but if you can break free from your thinking a little, you will understand, How dangerous the situation was."

"Your thoughts are so full that your reason cannot tell you that you were in my office, face to face with a dangerous personality, and you had no idea whether he would do anything."

"Because he said too many ambiguous words, leaving too many mysteries for you to guess, so that you can't break free from that kind of thinking in a short time, so he can successfully attack."

"Batman, look at the muscles you have gained from a lot of training, think about your precise marksmanship, touch the bat dart on your waist, if you don't distract yourself and use special abilities, how can you fight? Pass you?"