In The DC World With Marvel Chat Group Chapter 1448: Research on Manipulation (14)

The wine glasses of the two were filled again, and Constantine was a little curious about what Schiller's next topic would be.

Actually, there is nothing to talk about Constantine himself. Constantine is already an adult with a well-formed worldview and a logical self-consistent. Although he is bad, he is not crazy.

Considering the degree of pain that Constantine has endured, psychotherapy is useless. The pain comes from Schiller.

But unexpectedly, Schiller took out another cup from under the coffee table. He had just poured the wine when he heard a "bang" from the balcony, as if something had hit the ground. Then came "Danglang" and "Zhiya".

The window was pushed open, and Zatanna rushed in quickly, picked up the glass that Schiller had just put down, and poured the wine into her mouth.

Miss Magician wiped her mouth with her wrist, and Konstantin looked up at her with surprise.

Because Zatanna did not wear her magic costume, but a woolen long coat, a pink silk shirt with mother-of-pearl buttons on the top, a long skirt with hips on the bottom, and even A pair of pointed high heels.

"God, you are dressed like you just came back from a Spanish street float parade!" Constantine exaggeratedly exclaimed.

Zatana was coughed by the hot alcohol, but she still didn't forget to stretch out a hand and pat Constantine on the back of the head, warning him to shut up if he couldn't speak.

Konstantin looked at Zatana's face in amazement, and had to admit that Miss Magician is very beautiful. Her facial features are more three-dimensional and profound, her practice of magic makes her eyes particularly focused, and her noble and special status in the occult world also gives her a special noble temperament, even if she is choked and coughed, she does not appear barbaric and unreasonable .

To Konstantin's surprise, Zatanna wore light makeup today. Although many people think that Zatanna wears makeup every day, it is actually just because her eyelashes are too thick, so it looks like Konstantin, who has had close contact with Zatana, knows that Miss Magician is very pragmatic and doesn't bother to put on makeup most of the time.

Constantine had to lean his body to the other side, leaning against the arm of the sofa on the side away from Zatana, and raised his voice and said: "It seems like the sun is out in Gotham today, where are you from? ?”

"Gotham has long been out of the sun." Zatanna said angrily, she was stunned for a moment, lowered her arms, showing a frustrated look, and then sat down to Schiller with the bag in her hand. and Constantine on the armchair.

"I went to a banquet, it was terrible." Zatanna pursed her lips and said, "I mean, I'm too out of date."

Miss Magician covered her forehead with her slender fingers, leaned weakly on the back of the sofa and said, "I forgot that all the banquets I attended were held in the magic world, where no one would Offend me, I can talk about anything I want."

"But I didn't expect that there are so many rules for ordinary people's celebrity banquets, and those topics that are talked about by gods should not be brought up at all. I embarrass everyone and embarrass my friends. It's just too bad. "

Schiller opened his eyes slightly, as if thinking of something, tapped the rim of the cup with his fingertips and asked: "Although my conversation with Mr. Constantine is not over yet, I miss him I don't mind listening to your troubles with me, Miss Zatanna."

"Oh, professor, I mean...doctor?" Zatanna hesitated to confirm the title.

"What's the matter with you, Xiao Zha?" Constantine straightened up, stared at Zatana and said, "Whether he is a professor or a doctor, when did Schiller care about this? And when did you get entangled with others Call me? Do you still want to call me Lord Constantine?"

Zatana covered her mouth in surprise and said, "Are you a Lord?"

"I'm an Englishman, so it's inevitable that I work for the royal family. Besides, my ancestors are close ministers of Queen Victoria. Isn't it strange to have a title? Saint Elizabeth Street is full of lords."

Zatana spread her hands, showing a desperate expression and said: "Of course you don't care, because you are my friends, but what if I call the wrong stranger on a formal occasion?"

Then she looked at Schiller with distressed eyes, and asked: "Doctor, how do I distinguish the titles of you scholars? Why do I call a professor a professor, and he seems to see that I have grown the first As surprised as three eyes?"

Schiller pondered for a while and said: "If my friends have misled you by my usual address, then I am sorry. Generally speaking, you can call any scholar a doctor, but not every scholar. Every doctor wants to be called a professor, which may bring back some bad memories in his academic career.”

Zatana stared at him with wide eyes, and Schiller sighed and said, "The reason I'm here is because Gotham University's paper shredder is broken and can't handle the students I teach. Give me wood reconstituted fibrous non-recyclable trash.”

"The vast majority of scholars are proud of their academic achievements, and most gifted scholars who have made great academic achievements do not know how to get along with a group of students whose IQ is far less than his. This process is often not very pleasant , you call him that, it is easy to cause his stress response."

"But it's all right to call you that," Constantine said.

Schiller nodded. When Zatanna came in, he had already extinguished the cigar and was putting it back into the box. He put the box with the cigar on the table and said .

"I am an alternative. Compared with my academic achievements, I value the identity of a teacher more. Teaching students is an indispensable experience in my career. Whether it is pleasant or bad, I will not be ashamed to mention it. But not everyone does."

Zatana let out a long sigh, let her body curl up in the soft sofa, she turned sideways and hugged her bag and said: "It's too bad, I said it a long time ago, Klein The professor shouldn't have invited me to a party in their circle, I screwed up everything!"

Hearing this name, Schiller raised his eyebrows, but before Constantine could react, he asked, "Who is Professor Klein?"

"One of my colleagues," Schiller replied ahead of Zatanna, "an equally brilliant psychologist and chemist I worked with at Columbia University and Gotham University, he His professionalism is commendable.”

Gotham was still in chaos when Jonathan was caught by Batman, so there was no public accusation, questioning and trial, and his crimes did not endanger his social reputation, so he is still a famous psychologist , except for living in Arkham Mental Hospital, he is no different from ordinary people.

But living in the Arkham Asylum is not a disadvantage. Psychologists' gatherings can basically be said to be patient exchange meetings. There are only two outcomes for studying psychology, either going crazy or dying.

Zatanna glanced at Schiller, and the expression on her face became even more depressed. Obviously, this innocent girl believed Schiller's praise of Jonathan, and then felt sorry for herself for messing up Professor Klein's banquet. It's even more guilty.

Konstantin's eyes stayed on Schiller's face for a while, then he looked at Zatanna and asked, "How did you meet Professor Klein?"

Zatanna poured herself a glass of wine, took a sip and then calmed down and said, "Although my irony magic doesn't need to pay any price, and I don't need to prepare a lot of materials like ordinary mages."

"Thank you for saying that I am an ordinary mage."

Zatana gave Konstantin a white look, and then said: "But I still need to perform magic. In other cities, I can buy ready-made materials."

"But it's also available in Gotham, I can buy it, did you go to the wrong store?" Constantine interrupted Zatana again.

Zhatana gritted her teeth and glared at him and said, "Yes, ordinary materials are fine, but the powder used in flame magic is not good, the rain and air in Gotham are very strange, most of the ignition powder is ordered here No, it can be lit occasionally, and the shape and effect are not what I want, so I can only try to configure it myself."

"But it's impossible for me to do such a dangerous thing in my own home, but I don't have any acquaintances in Gotham, don't look at me, you can take care of yourself, Konstantin."

Zatana pouted and said, "I went to Gotham University to look for Bruce, and I happened to meet Professor Schiller."

After she finished speaking, she cast her eyes on Schiller, who continued her words: "I told her that Bruce is not in Gotham recently, but if she just needs a place to do experiments, then the chemistry lab at Gotham University is also OK."

"Then, I met Professor Klein there. He was very curious about my formula for making the powder. Although I thought that ordinary people might not be able to help, I also showed him the formula."

"Unexpectedly, the chemical knowledge of ordinary people is the real answer to this question. He helped me adjust the formula, deleted many unnecessary magic materials, and made it with only a few simple elements. A powder that is very suitable for Gotham's weather."

"This is absolutely amazing, so I asked him if he could help me configure a little more ~IndoMTL.com~ He said there was not enough material in the Gotham University lab, so we went to Arkham Mental Hospital patient activity center.”

Konstantin almost spit out his wine, he stared at Zatana with wide eyes and said, "You know that he is hospitalized in Arkham Psychiatric Hospital, and you still follow him?"

"What does it matter?" Zatanna shrugged indifferently and said, "Is there still less mental illness in Gotham? Both you and Bruce should live here, or in other words, only those who will come here to be hospitalized are self-aware Yes, it is dangerous to know that you are sick and not treat it.”

Zatana stared at Constantine's face to point out something. Constantine silently turned his head back and did not look at her. Zatana sighed softly and continued.

"Professor Klein is a very good teacher. He taught me a lot of common people's chemical knowledge and inspired me a lot. Afterwards, he asked me what I wanted this powder for, and I said I wanted to do magic. "

"I told him about my experience as a street magician, which was very novel to him. He said that he was a scholar who had studied all the way up, and he had hardly experienced such deviant things, so I invited He came to see my magic trick."

"Of course, it was rude to invite him to a street show, so I booked a show at the Gotham Theater, and he showed up on time and praised me so much that I was a little embarrassed."

"In a few days, I received his invitation letter. In order to repay, I presented him with a wonderful performance. He hoped to invite me to a banquet held regularly by his old friends. Of course, Not as a female companion, just ordinary friends."

Zatana pursed her lips and lowered her head.

"Then, I screwed up everything."