In The DC World With Marvel Chat Group Chapter 1142: Professor (5)

"The Days of Being a Spiritual Mentor in Meiman"

Gordon glanced back at Halle, not understanding why she reacted so violently. Logically speaking, she should not know Schiller.

Schiller smiled at Halle, but it didn't make her relax at all. She just stood behind Gordon and stared at Schiller, looking very vigilant. Schiller looked at Gordon and said helplessly : "It seems that she doesn't like me very much, so you have to ask her."

Gordon turned around, bent down again, looked into Harry's eyes and asked, "You said the murderer wore a mask, what kind of mask did he wear?"

Harry shook her head vigorously, pursed her lips and did not speak. At this moment, the head nurse came up and said, "Anyway, she is still just a child. She shouldn't go back to the hospital after going through such a big stimulus." Stay here for questioning, she should now take a hot shower and rest."

Gordon sighed softly. He didn't want to put too much pressure on Halle, so he turned to the head nurse and said, "Of course, I understand, ma'am, but if we don't find out about this sooner , the hospital will be even more chaotic."

"If Miss Quizell provides any clues, please tell me." After speaking, Gordon took two steps back and let the other two nurses take Halle away.

Bruce stepped forward and asked Schiller about the rules of the hospital and the habits of doctors, but nothing was gained, because psychiatrists are special, they are less involved in the normal operation of the hospital, and their habits are different from other doctors , After asking a few words, Bruce knew that there was absolutely no need for him to invite Schiller over today.

Now, he is very clear about the serial killer. If he had to comment on this case, it would be "skillful, but not much".

An experienced policeman like Gordon can follow the clues to find clues, and Bruce and Schiller gathered together is a complete waste of detective resources.

After Schiller returned to Arkham Hospital, Brand walked into his office and said to him, "You promised Sheriff Gordon to take patients? I was taken aback."

"Yes, these patients have no obvious feedback on antidote, and there are some mental problems. This is the scope of our jurisdiction, isn't it? If you are too busy, go to Jonathan, he will help you Busy."

Schiller stood beside the cabinet behind the glass screen, picked up the only newspaper left, and began to read it.

"It doesn't matter, our place is empty anyway." Brand touched his cheek, and continued: "They also sent a group of intern nurses to help us with the dispensing and infusion, and they have arrived , I arranged for them to stay in the staff dormitory.”

"By the way, because of the sudden increase in manpower, Mrs. Miller took over the management of the nurses and became the head nurse again. Recently, you'd better not go to the inpatient department to get stuff."

After finishing speaking, Brand said with some doubts: "Before, why didn't you see Mrs. Miller always staring at you? Isn't the relationship between the two of you very harmonious? ... Also, what do you do with the newspaper?" Don’t wear finger cots anymore? Aren’t you afraid of getting your hands dirty with ink?”

Schiller turned his head and glanced at Brand, and said, "If you really have nothing to do, go to sleep. There will be more patients tomorrow, and you will be busy."

Seeing Schiller carefully browsing the newspaper with a serious expression, Brand shook his head, but turned and left.

Arkham Sanatorium spent another peaceful night, except for the lights of ambulances that kept transferring patients, the building was plunged into darkness without any light.

At this moment, a window of the office building suddenly lit up with a snap. Looking out of the window, a small black figure stood by the table and turned back in horror.

Schiller, who was still in a suit and leather shoes, stood outside the door of his office, stretched out one hand to press the switch on the wall, and put the other hand in his trouser pocket, looking at Harry who opened the desk drawer , Said: "Miss Quizell, your movements are so skillful that I am surprised."

After the initial shock and panic, Harry calmed down extremely quickly, and closed the drawer unhurriedly, withdrew his hand, and said, "You misunderstood, I'm not here Stealing things."

"But, it's more serious than that, isn't it?" Schiller still stood at the door and did not enter the room, he said:

"I guess it was a plan you devised from the beginning to the end, from meeting Gordon, to revealing your own gifted and evil features, to entering technical college to become a nurse, and then following the deployment. The team of nurses came here, you should have been eyeing me, right?"

Harry put her hands behind her back and looked upwards, as if she didn't want to admit it, but suddenly, she became excited again, looked at Schiller with bright eyes and said, "I'm sure I'm not mistaken, we It is a kind of person!"

Schiller finally stepped into the room, closed the door with his hand, looked at Harry and said, "I don't know what your purpose is, but no matter what the purpose is, you didn't break into me in the middle of the night The reason for the office, even if you don't need to sleep, I also need to rest, now, can I ask you to leave?"

"Is this what you want to say?" There was a trace of disappointment in Harley's eyes, she puffed her cheeks, looking a little angry, and then said quickly: "I thought we would be like-minded, because, We are the same kind, different from those ordinary people, you should welcome me, because I..."

"Jingle bell!"

The clear ringtone of the phone interrupted Harry's words. Schiller and Harry turned their heads at the same time, looking at the vibrating phone behind the glass screen wall. Schiller sighed, walked over, picked up the receiver, and saw There is a voice:

"You saw my work in Wayne Hospital, right?...that's what I said, I like to kill people, hahahahahahahahahahahaha!"

In the end, the other party's voice began to become more and more high-pitched, because the room was very empty, and the voice kept echoing, and Harry heard a few words.

As if her tail was stepped on suddenly, she quickly ran to Schiller's side, snatched the phone, and said to the other side:

"Huh? Meeting ceremony? Your shabby meeting ceremony is not even as good as a toad in a stinky ditch! Is your thigh okay? Should it be amputated? How about the one I gave you? You are incompetent , stupid, hide-and-seek mouse!"

"The eucalyptus you make...you should recognize the madam in the red-light district of Mary Street as a godmother, because the eucalyptus you make is like her stinky leather shoes, dirty, boring, and stinky!"

"You should go to the underground of the ace chemical plant and find a mouse to be your father, because what you are best at is running in and stealing dangerous chemical fuels, and you are still complacent, thinking that you are the most talented thief in the world !

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Harry gritted her teeth and spit out all kinds of insulting words quickly.

The person on the other side was obviously anxious, and shouted loudly: "So it's you! You **** bitch! You little brat! You actually hid in the utility room and attacked me, causing me to almost die , you wait for me! I must let you know how powerful I am!

Finally, Harry hung up the phone angrily. Suddenly, she froze for a moment, then slowly turned her head to look at Schiller, who looked at her with a smile.

"Listen to me... You have to believe, I'm not a rude person!... Yes, that's right, it's all because of him! He's so stupid!" Harry took two steps back, pretending said with a smile.

"Sir, you should be more enthusiastic, I'm here for you." Harry suddenly said with a suppressed voice: "You don't know, I want to find someone of the same kind, how hard it is to find, my parents are both dead I haven't chatted with anyone for too long, can you chat with me?"

Schiller lowered his eyes and glanced at her. Harley's facial features are exquisite, and it can be seen that she is a beauty. At this time, the expectation on her face is also very sincere, with clear eyes and a simple expression.

But Schiller ignored what she said, and strode towards the desk. Harry, behind him, suddenly changed his face, and stood there and shouted: "Where are you going back? Give me Come back!"

Schiller kept walking, and Harry wanted to catch up with him quickly, but, Schiller opened the bottom drawer door one step ahead of her, and there was a dagger inside, and a few hours ago, It's still empty here.

Schiller took out the dagger, threw it on the table, and made a "clang". He looked at Harry and said, "Why, are you going to send your meeting gift directly into my heart?"

Harley's face sank when she saw that the matter had been revealed. She twisted her mouth and said, "Damn heart! Only that stinky mouse would want to chop up a human heart out of ignorance!"

"A murderer who has lived for so many years and still only has this level, he should go back to his mother's stomach!" , is just a butcher!"

The voice fell, and Harry stared into Schiller's eyes again and said, "Seriously, I'm not joking, I really want to come to make friends with you."

Schiller did not answer, but silently set his eyes on the dagger on the table. Harry smiled and said, "I have only heard of your name, but I have never seen you in real life. I have to find Find a way to confirm, are you not worthy of your name?"

"This is not the first time you have used this method." Schiller picked up the dagger, weighed it in his hand, and said, "You deliberately pretended to be in front of Bruce and Gordon. I am very afraid of me, and want to arouse their suspicion of me..."

"Miss, you are such a born bad seed."

Unexpectedly, Harley hugged her arms and snorted, and then said confidently: "I know, you have been investigating serial murders, and you are a very famous criminal psychologist ~IndoMTL.com~ But now it seems , you are nothing more than that, and you still hang out with those boring ordinary people."

"Or, in fact, you are just like me, just treating them as toys?" A smile appeared in Harley's eyes, and she said, "It's boring to go to school and go to work among ordinary people. How did your life end in such mediocre content?”

"Or, in an emergency that will frighten them, play the role of the murderer and the most innocent bystander at the same time, and use the identity of an ordinary person to appreciate your own achievements?"

"Miss Quizell, it's too late today. I think we should go back and rest first. If there's anything else, we'll see tomorrow..."

"Boom!"

The door of the office was pushed open, and Jonathan walked in with an excited face. He said, "Schiller! You can't believe it! I came up with a great idea, and it only took a year and a half to prepare. Maybe by the end of next year, you will be able to report..."

Schiller quickly shifted his gaze to Harry's face, seeing the puzzled expression on Harry's face, Schiller strode up to Jonathan's side, covered his mouth, and said, "I'm sorry. , Miss Quizel, this is one of my patients, he didn't take medicine today, so he got sick, I will send him back to the ward immediately..."

"Jingle Bell! Jingle Bell!"

Schiller turned his head to look at the phone that rang again, he let go of Jonathan, rushed over as fast as he could, picked up the phone and yelled over there: "Don't call again!

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After finishing speaking, he hung up the phone, then walked towards Harry, picked up the back of her neck, threw her out of the office, and then, holding the door frame, shouted at her: "Hurry up and go back to sleep!