In The DC World With Marvel Chat Group Chapter 1484: Bird and return (29)

When Bruce used the carriage prepared by Master Andrew to move the first batch of stores, the new owner of the bookstore, Constantine, stared dumbfounded at group after group of mage apprentices happily moving a bunch of tomes into his shop .

"Hey, Lars, you are Master Andrew's apprentice Lars, right? What are you doing here? I haven't bought any new goods recently?"

The black-haired apprentice whom Constantine called Lars stretched out a hand, pointed back with his thumb and said, "You have to ask the rich old man in the back, and, you **** rotten man, when Next to Wayne?"

"We'll talk about it later." Konstantin patted his back while turning his head, put his feet on the spot, and ran towards the rear of the team.

He found Bruce who was counting the number in front of the carriage door, he leaned back exaggeratedly, drew an outward arc with his hands, and said, "What are you doing? Where did these books come from? !”

"This is the gift of knowledge given to me by the demon king I just contracted with. It's a welcome gift for you. Thank you."

"But but but but... ouch!"

Konstantin was hit on the forehead by the pile of books that fell, and he sat back suddenly and fell to the ground. He stood up rubbing his forehead, grinned and said, "Isn't it? You won't Do you really think someone would buy a tome that only you can understand?...Wait, you're going to sell it, right?"

Bruce shook his head, and drew on his chest: "I've said it all, this is a gift of knowledge from His Majesty Beelzebub, it's too vulgar to talk about business."

At this moment, another carriage landed at the door, Nightwing stood on top of the carriage, waved to Bruce and said, "This is the penultimate carriage, Jason and Tim are sorting out the last one." Che Shu, send it over soon."

After finishing speaking, he jumped off the roof of the car and walked in front of Bruce, first lowered his head, then looked up at his expression and said: "I'm afraid we didn't complete the task well, that His Majesty the Devil doesn't seem to welcome us."

"It's okay, he will welcome you in the future."

"How is your body?"

"It's much better." Bruce and Ye Yi walked towards the door of the bookstore together, Ye Yi turned to look at him and said, "Are you planning to find a cure for diseases in the occult world?"

"Don't expect everything," Bruce said, shaking his head.

Ye Yi's face immediately became a little heavy, he sighed and said: "It's a pity that I don't have much research on magic, I just heard Diana say a few words occasionally, have you asked Diana of your universe Is it?"

"I was going to ask her." When Bruce said that, Ye Yi thought, did Bruce say that he would go to Mount Olympus with Diana to fetch things, could it be related to this matter?

It seems that every Batman has his own tragedy, and Ye Yi thinks rather gloomyly that the Batman in this universe can save Gotham, but he cannot save himself alone.

On the other side, at the gate of Master Andrew's mage tower, most of the ruins of the building disappeared, and Beelzebub also left the human world with his demon generals.

For a demon monarch, the palace is not a very precious wealth, but for human beings, everything from **** has extremely pure energy, and all mages who came to the birthday party today have harvested Fengfeng opened the portal in twos and threes at this time, preparing to move the spoils back.

Few of the mages present knew Red Hood and Red Robin, so many black mages came up with the idea of ​​the pile of tomes. The power left by Sibu, so I want to take it away secretly.

Red Hood is like a vicious dog who guards the house. Anyone who dares to approach this pile of books will be beaten all over the head by him. The disciples were all beaten up.

"Hey, Jason, look to your right, who's that guy in a suit with a cane?" Red Robin stretched his neck and looked to one side.

He looked down and saw that the red hood was busy dealing with two black mages who wanted to touch from the side of the pile of books, so he jumped down himself and said to the man who was walking, "Don't go any further. Now, this pile of things has an owner, or you will be beaten."

Red Robin rarely talks to others in such a disrespectful tone, but the greed of these magicians is beyond their imagination, and they only stayed here for half an hour, and there were more than a dozen waves of lawlessness Just trying to embezzle the fruits of other people's labor.

"Thanks for the reminder, I just came to see."

"There's nothing to see here." Red Robin's tone of seeing off the guests was obvious, but he found that the man was still walking slowly forward, so he stepped aside and blocked in front of him.

"I'm not kidding you, sir, didn't you see that he knocked all the mages over with a few punches?" Red Robin pointed to the red hood next to him, shrugged and continued. : "I bet, no matter how powerful your magic is, you can't beat the two of us at such a close distance, let's go quickly."

Seeing that the person on the other side still has no intention of leaving, Red Robin is also a little impatient. His detective talent has not observed any valuable information. The other party looks like an ordinary scholar or university professor.

Therefore, he rolled up his sleeves and stepped forward, intending to inherit the tradition of the Bat family and conduct some physical negotiations with him. At this moment, a familiar roar suddenly came from behind him.

"No!

Tim!

Don't go there!

Red Hood's voice was as sharp as a scream. Red Robin had never heard such a terrified tone from Jason.

Red Robin has already stepped forward with one foot, and he instinctively wants the sole of his foot to hit the ground, but the next second, Red Hood rushes over, grabs his shoulder with one hand, and covers it with the other. His mouth dragged Red Robin far away like a kidnapper taking a hostage.

"What are you doing?" Red Robin looked back at him dissatisfied and said, "Why are you crazy, Jason?"

"I'll explain to you later!"

Red Hood just dropped these words and hurried towards the opposite figure wearing a suit, and slammed to a stop in front of him, showing a forced smile, with a little trembling The tone said: "A child is not sensible, so don't bother with him."

Watching all this, Schiller paused for a moment, looked away from Red Robin and landed on the face of the red hood, Schiller raised his eyebrows, and said, "...you know me? "

"What? Could it be that you..." Red Hood was taken aback, and then the expression on his face became depressed. He lowered his shoulders, sighed and said, "No, it's nothing, I just..."

"Do you remember everything that happened in your universe?" Schiller tilted his head slightly and asked tentatively.

Red Hood's eyes lit up immediately, he pulled off the mask, looked at Schiller and said, "Of course, you haven't lost your memory like them? That's great!"

Schiller adjusted slightly to Jason's youthful face, then frowned slightly and said, "You didn't seem to know my existence before, didn't you hear about me in Gotham?"

"I don't even know your name! No one told me!"

Schiller's expression froze for a second, then he shook his head helplessly and said, "Well, I can't expect the Batman of your universe to introduce me to you, my name is Schiller, Schiller Rodriguez S.”

"So you are the Professor Rodriguez who failed the Batman of this universe?" Red Hood was a little surprised.

"It's me." Schiller nodded, and walked towards the pile of books, with the red hood following behind him.

He rambled and said: "One morning before I came here, I found that time suddenly went backwards for many days, and many things that I had already done returned to the original place. I asked other people, but they didn't find out. .”

Schiller stopped beside the high pile of books, he showed a smile, and said: "This is also a good thing, time has gone backwards, and the bill you came to me for psychological counseling will no longer exist, but You still have memory, but you saved Batman a lot of money."

"That's all you want to say?!" The red hood looked into Schiller's eyes, a little aggrieved and angry in his eyes and tone.

Suddenly, he turned his head to one side, rubbed his fingers together with both hands, took a deep breath, and lowered his head again.

"Uh...thanks."

"Thank you for what?"

"I...I saw it all." Red Hood pursed his lips until they turned white, he kept rubbing his hands, and stammered, "Batman didn't come out of the monitoring room for a long time that day, I was a little Worried about him, I picked the lock and went in."

"So, so what you said to the clown and what you did to him that day...I saw it all."

Red Hood lowered his head again, looked at his fingers and said, "I saw him shattered with my own eyes, very shattered, at least much worse than...my death, thank you."

His face turned red, and he said with a bit of complaint: "I really don't know what to say, and I also know that you are not for...but thank you."

"I'm just for you." Schiller said calmly.

Red Hood stared at him blankly, Schiller shook his head slightly and said: "Jason in this universe is my student, even though he hasn't experienced all this yet, I'm also sorry for what happened to you." I am sorry for everything."

Red Hood's face turned even redder, and he stood there in a daze, and then he heard Schiller say.

"This is part of the reason why I do this, but not all ~IndoMTL.com~ You should not thank me, but Batman."

Schiller took another step, walked around the side of the pile of books, and the red hood followed behind him step by step, hearing Schiller's voice floating in the night wind.

"When Batman came to me, he told me about his troubles. He said he lost his children, not just one, not just once."

"You know, no one in this world can persuade another person to let go of a similar tragedy, not even a psychiatrist."

"Batman provided me with decent food, clothing, housing and transportation when I was living in another world, so I am willing to do my best to try, even if the tragedy cannot be reversed, at least give him and his child another possibility of reconciliation."

Schiller turned around, and the Red Hood saw endless calm and strength in his gray eyes, he heard Schiller say.

"I'm glad that you witnessed all this with your own eyes, and that you didn't lose your memory when the universe restarted. At least you saw how your enemy was broken tragically. This makes me feel at ease."

"And what I want to tell you is that maybe Batman doesn't show it, but he also has memories."

Red Hood's eyes widened slowly, as if he had realized something, his fingertips trembled a little.

He looked up anxiously at Schiller's dim eyes under the night sky, and when Schiller's voice sounded, he finally knew what he was looking forward to.

"That is to say, the morning you and Batman met in my psychological clinic, and all the memories about me, are and will always be a secret that belongs only to the two of you."

"Jason, what makes you special to Batman will no longer be your death."