In The DC World With Marvel Chat Group Chapter 418: Metropolis Suspect (4)

"The Days of Being a Spiritual Mentor in Meiman"

, the days when I was a spiritual mentor in Meiman

The figure fell from a high altitude, and the moment it touched the ground, time slowed down. The bright red blood spread out like waves, and the tassels falling from the gorgeous tablecloth were hit by the splashed blood droplets, and violently swayed back and forth. The silver candlestick fell down, and after the candlelight was extinguished, only the bird's smoke remained.

At the moment when the loud noise of the falling sounded, all the elegant ladies and ladies fell to the ground in panic, and the gentlemen were not much better, regardless of the damage to those expensive leather shoes during the trampling , like sardines in a fishing net being unloaded, shoved and screamed at each other, and began to run away desperately.

Schiller turned his head and saw Leonel took two steps back, and then covered his mouth with his hand, as if he was frightened by the scene in front of him, his face was pale, his fingertips were trembling, and his eyes revealed disbelief.

But soon, he took a few deep breaths, tried to calm himself down, and then shouted: "Don't move! We have security personnel!

! "

His yelling didn't have any effect, those violent screams covered all the voices, people desperately wanted to stay away from that corpse, and wanted to stay away from this terrible place, between pushing and shoving, no Few people fell down and blocked the way, and the situation became even more chaotic.

"Boom! Boom! Boom!"

Three gunshots were heard, and everything fell silent. It was as if the pause button had been pressed in the entire banquet hall. Everyone opened their mouths wide and looked at the group of people who came in from the main entrance.

The man in the lead was dressed in the uniform of a secret service policeman, holding a pistol in his hand. The people behind him were dressed similarly to him. It could be seen that they belonged to an organization, but they were completely different from the police in the metropolis.

"FBI."

The person in the lead walked to the center of the banquet hall and said, then showed his ID with a "snap" and showed it to the left and right. After putting it away, he reloaded the pistol and waved his hand. Two agents stepped forward and examined Mayor White's body.

At this time, Leonel walked out of the crowd quickly, his face still a little pale, he walked around the place where the messy corpses fell, walked towards the leading agent, and shook hands with him Say, "Benjamin, you're finally here, and I was just about to send someone for you!"

"This charity dinner was jointly organized by the Luthor family and the city government, how could such a thing happen?" Laonnell's facial features were all crowded together, showing an unprecedented fatigue on his face.

He showed a very sad expression, and then said: "I know that the security situation in the metropolis is not optimistic recently, and the chief of the police department can't give an explanation, so the mayor and I agreed to let the agents come in, who knows ..."

The agent named Benjamin frowned deeply, his expression was very indifferent, but many people attending the meeting broke out in dissatisfaction.

Before the banquet officially started, the protagonist of the banquet, Mayor White, had already turned into a corpse. This seemed to tell everyone who came to the banquet that the cumbersome security checks of the agents were useless.

Many people in the crowd asked loudly, "What the **** is going on? Why did the mayor die?!"

"How did you check?! Can't you even check the gun?"

"Didn't you check me carefully when you searched me?"

"Yeah, you don't even let me bring a fan, how can you let someone else bring a gun in?!"

This banquet invited celebrities from almost the entire east coast, including wealthy businessmen, politicians, scholars, and well-known media people. Group of agents.

Among them, a well-known Chicago radio personality shook his fist and shouted angrily: "Look! This is the result of sacrificing our privacy! This is their conspiracy to implement the surveillance law!"

"That's right! Why are you still blocking the door?"

"Go away! I'm going home! I don't want to be in the same room with this horrible corpse!

”

"Get out of the way! Let me go..."

Benjamin's face remained unchanged. He looked around with a cold expression, and stroked the grain on the pistol with his thumb. He spoke, and his cold voice echoed in the room.

"The mayor is dead, no one can leave now."

"What do you mean? Do you want to lock us up here?!"

"How can you do this?! You are illegally detained!

”

There were voices of dissatisfaction in the crowd again, but the agent named Benjamin seemed to have never heard of it. With a wave of his hand, several agents poured in from the door of the banquet hall, sealing the place layer by layer.

What made the crowd even more frightening was that all the agents were fully armed, and several participants who reacted too violently were directly stunned by anesthesia spray, and then dragged to a corner by the agents.

At this time, no one dared to protest loudly anymore. Some people gritted their teeth and cursed in a low voice, some frowned and thought they were unlucky, and some smart people secretly took out their mobile phones or other communicators to contact their acquaintances. Some friends, to get out of this trouble.

The moment the body fell, Bruce had secretly pressed a contact device on the back of his watch. This satellite signal communication device would link to the laboratory in his manor and the equipment in the Batcave, providing him with data analysis at any time. Support, but just now, he found that all the signals were cut off.

The agents gathered around Mayor White's body to check the clues, while Bruce watched coldly by the side, and Schiller, who was also standing on the spot and not moving, was also staying out of the way and observing the situation in the field.

He was standing further in than where the mayor fell. Therefore, the crowded flow of people outside did not affect him. He still stood where he was, holding a glass of wine, quietly watching the group of agents Rummaging around the corpse.

Although the distance was far away, Schiller was looking there when the body fell, so he saw very clearly that Mayor White died from a shot in the head, killed by a single shot, but from The fall from the patio caused him to suffer another visceral rupture like all those who jumped from the building.

After discovering that all communication tools had lost their signal, Bruce began to move towards Schiller without a trace, but he found that his professor shook his head with a glass of wine, turned around and walked deep into the hall .

Not only Bruce noticed Schiller's abnormal movement, but also Benjamin.

The others were at best looking in the direction of Mayor White's corpse, while Schiller strode directly over the candlestick that fell on the ground and walked towards the back of the banquet hall.

Taking advantage of the time when other agents drove all the crowd to the wall, Benjamin strode over and blocked Schiller's only way, then looked at him coldly, and asked, "Where are you going? "

"I'm going to the bathroom."

Schiller gave a reason that Benjamin has no way to refute. Logically speaking, even if the sky falls, people cannot be prevented from going to the toilet. This is a reason that can be used confidently in any situation.

However, it must not be an ordinary person who dares to move first when the body has just landed and the agents are patrolling the field.

Benjamin still looked at Schiller with the scrutiny and cold eyes unique to agents, and Schiller also looked at him with the same expression on his face, as if he was just stating a simple fact.

"The situation is special, please cooperate." Benjamin still didn't get out of the way, but Schiller didn't plan to back off, and the two of them were deadlocked here. Benjamin smiled and said:

"Benjamin, let me introduce you. This is Professor Rodriguez, a world-renowned psychologist and a master of criminal psychology. He has participated in the detection of many serial murders..."

"Besides, he is my honored guest here, and I want to hire him to be my son's tutor."

"My son Rex is coming of age, I wanted to introduce him to the social circle at this dinner party, but he is already waiting in the reception room upstairs, and I was just about to introduce him to Professor Rodriguez He, look..."

"Mr. Luthor, I'm just doing business. The turmoil caused by the mayoral election of the metropolitan city last time was already ugly. This time something like this happened again. If you don't strictly investigate and deal with it, you want everyone to Does the world see our jokes?"

"I know, of course I know, Benjamin, it's not been a day or two since you came to the Metropolis, we've been together for a few months, and I still don't know you?" While retreating, he still maintained that amiable smile that made people feel good, and said:

"But Professor Rodriguez didn't want to leave here, he just went to the bathroom, what's wrong?"

"If I let him pass, within two minutes, everyone here will want to go to the bathroom."

"I can prove that I am not suspected." Schiller said surprisingly, Benjamin immediately set his eyes on his face, and then stared at his face.

"Yes, I can also prove it." Laonnell said hurriedly, "Professor Rodriguez was talking to me when the body fell down, and the two of us were standing here for everyone to see , it is definitely impossible for us to do it."

"I didn't mean this."

Unexpectedly, Schiller denied Laonnell's explanation. He just looked into Benjamin's eyes and said, "I think you should have sent the secret device on your wrist to The intelligence agency you can contact has sent my name."

"Now, my resume should have appeared on your phone, you might as well open it and take a look."

Benjamin's gaze didn't move, he just quietly took out the phone from his pocket, and then looked at a text message on the screen.

In the middle of seeing, his fingers paused slightly, and then he did not continue to look down. He put the phone back in his pocket and said to Schiller, "The investigation results will be available in 5 minutes at the latest." Come out, I hope to see you here before then."

"No problem, Mr. Onnell, do you want to go with me? This is a rare opportunity, maybe he won't let anyone go to the toilet tonight."

Benjamin didn't look at the two of them, but turned and left. Leonel hesitated for a while, but followed Schiller's pace.

"What's in your resume? Why did he agree?" Laonnell looked at Schiller and asked.

"Didn't you also read my resume?"

"Oh yes..."

"Do you think, if I did it, I would shoot him in the head?"

Now Onel opened his mouth, he was a little unable to refute, but soon, he recalled Schiller's somewhat shocking resume, and had to admit that compared with the basically indescribable murder cases in his resume, Come to think of it, Mayor White's death was too banal.

On the way to the bathroom, Schiller said to himself: "A gorgeous dance party with jokes, a group of celebrities from the political, business and arts circles, a group of spies who are everywhere but don't know their purpose, a group of A corpse that fell from the sky..."

"This opening is too much like the scene in some old-school detective~IndoMTL.com~I think the person who does it should be a fan of this kind."

Leonel heard Schiller muttering to himself in a low voice: "The topic is very good, but the timing is a little bit..."

"Professor Rodriguez, tell me, is this related to the serial murderer who has been active in the Metropolis recently?"

Schiller shook his head and said: "I haven't seen the so-called serial murderer's crime scene, so I can't be sure whether he is a real serial murderer or not."

"What do you mean?" Leonel asked very puzzled.

"A criminal who commits a serial murder is a different thing from a real serial murderer. A real serial murderer is a born killer, cold-blooded, ruthless, and takes pleasure in killing..."

"And today..." Schiller stroked his wrist, stopped at the door of the bathroom, turned his head to look at Onel and said, "The person who did it today should be just a crappy criminal who kills for some kind of profit. .”

"How to come to this conclusion?" Lyonel asked with some doubts.

"You know, what would I do if I did it?"

Leonel looked at Schiller and asked him, "How?"

Schiller turned his head away, didn't look at him, but said to himself: "At the beginning of the banquet, the host will introduce the important guests, right?"

"The host will shout 'Next, please invite our most respected mayor - Mr. White!', and then..."

"Our respected mayor will fall from the sky."

Schiller turned his head and showed a smile that made Leonel's hair stand on end.

"Precision, humor, and drama."