The days of being a spiritual mentor in Meiman.

Chapter 1151 Professor (21)

After leaving Wayne Manor, Schiller went back to Rodriguez Manor by the way, took some luggage again, and then came to the Gotham Police Station. Under Gordon's arrangement, he stayed in a guest room.

The Gotham Police Station is a comprehensive office space, just like the Arkham Mental Hospital, in addition to the office space, there are also accommodation places, and the renovated Gotham Police Station has even more luxurious accommodation standards.

The room where Schiller is staying is not even inferior to the luxury suites in the hotel. More importantly, unlike the Arkham Psychiatric Hospital on the peninsula, the Gotham Police Station is closer to the city center and built on the mountainside. Nice and not so humid, arguably a great option for recuperation.

On the first day Schiller moved in, he felt that he had made the right choice, because it was so safe here. The triple gates and the large-caliber weapons erected on all gates frightened all the gangsters who wanted to get close. , he didn't even hear any gunshots all day.

Schiller had a good night's sleep and left the police station around evening, ready to look for a job.

Don't get me wrong, he's not out to create jobs, he's just looking for a job that's more leisurely than being a professor or a doctor.

After all, returning to Gotham University as a professor will inevitably have to face Bruce's thesis, and going to Arkham Psychiatric Hospital as a doctor is even more busy with hitting the back of the head with the heel.

As an ordinary person, Schiller needs a job, but at the same time, like all ordinary people, he hopes to have a leisurely job, commute to and from get off work on time, and the salary should not be too low.

In Gotham, such a job is not easy to find. Most industries related to gangs have irregular working hours. Even if you are a criminal consultant, you have to endure 24-hour phone harassment. I want to find an ordinary job. It is really difficult.

However, Schiller knew where to go to consult in order to get a job opportunity, and he came to a bar not far from the Gotham Police Station.

The bar near the center of Gotham is actually not chaotic. Most of the people who come here have serious jobs. Because of the high consumption level, the level of drinks and bartenders are good.

In the evening, it happened to be the peak time of the bar, and Schiller had to wait in line for a while before going in. The one in front of him was a burly man covered in tattoos. When he walked in, the bartender didn’t even look at him. .

However, when Schiller, who was wearing a long windbreaker, scarf, and glasses, walked in, the bartender gave the person next to him a vigilant wink.

After a while, a person came out of the preparation room of the bar. Seeing that it was Schiller, he greeted him very warmly and said, "It's actually Professor Schiller? What brought you here?"

"You know me?" Schiller asked as he took off his scarf.

"Don't you remember me? I'm a student who graduated from the Gotham Institute of Technology." The young man showed a simple and honest smile, and then said: "Now I'm following Boss Cobbot, doing the wine import business."

Schiller raised his eyebrows, looked at him, and found that he was really young, and he looked like he was underage, so he smiled gently and said: "I guess, your grades should be good, and you should be especially good at arithmetic, so you can't do it." will be selected."

The young man immediately bared his teeth with a smile. Obviously, what Schiller said scratched his itchy spot, so he asked very enthusiastically, "Professor, what do you want to drink? Have a glass of Gold Coast? Or the Godfather? Or Nick?" Ronnie?"

"Do you have any recommendations?" Schiller asked, and he said, "I'm busy with work, and I rarely have time to come to the bar. Give me a drink of your specialty."

"I think you should have a cup of 'Sunrise', you will like it very much." A voice came from behind Schiller.

Schiller turned his head, was stunned for a moment, and then found that it was Constantine's face, but his temperament was completely different from Constantine's. He looked a little melancholy and vicissitudes, but he was not decadent, and he lacked a trace of bad taste. Temperament, looks more elegant.

The man also wearing a windbreaker sat next to Schiller, but said as if meeting him for the first time: "I've heard about you for a long time, Professor Schiller."

Schiller paused, recalling for a while, and then said: "Thomas Constantine?"

Thomas nodded, took out a business card from the pocket of the windbreaker, and handed it to Schiller. Schiller glanced at the business card. The name of Thomas Constantine was written on it in cursive English. At the same time, he also wrote A string of fine print—"Importers of Hardcover and Collectibles and Books."

Schiller raised his eyebrows in surprise. He looked up at Thomas. Thomas seemed to read the message in his eyes. He smiled awkwardly and said, "I know that a bookseller will appear in Gotham, yes It's a ridiculous thing."

Thomas rubbed his hands and said: "Americans have a stereotyped impression of European literature. Several other cities do not accept booksellers like me. It is because Gotham people have almost no habit of reading, so I hope to develop this kind of literature." film market."

"I would venture to ask, your import channel comes from..." Schiller did not forget that this Thomas was actually a personality fabricated by John Constantine. He was not actually a bookseller at all. Hasn't he discovered this since time?

Thomas was stunned for a moment, and then said: "We are a family business. I inherited some channels from my father. Although they are not very high-end, it is no problem to support a few bookstores."

Schiller suddenly became interested, and he asked, "Is there a bookstore in Gotham City?"

Thomas shook his head slightly and said, "As far as I know, there aren't any regular bookstores, but there are quite a few newsstands, but they only sell some picture books and comics. I want them to start selling hardcover books, but They thought it was going to lose money, so no one was interested."

Schiller nodded, took the glass of wine handed over by the bartender, looked at Thomas and said, "I want to find something to do recently, the working hours of doctors and professors are too unfree, and I have to look at other people's faces when I am on vacation, but In Gotham, there is no idle work, so after much deliberation, I can only open a store by myself."

"I really don't have any culinary talent, and I can't manage restaurants or bakeries. I have nothing to do with gangs, and hotels and nightclubs are also excluded."

The more Schiller talked, the brighter Thomas' eyes became. Schiller went on to describe: "Everyone hopes that the business they open will do well, but if they are too busy, I might as well go back to be a university teacher, but if there is no business at all No, the rent in Gotham is too expensive, and I have had a headache for several days."

Thomas immediately understood what Schiller meant, so he also took a glass of wine from the bartender, clinked glasses with Schiller lightly, and said: "Of course, I can understand you, a noble scholar like you , if you want to step into the business world, or start some side businesses, naturally you don't have to put profit as the first priority..."

Schiller smiled, and chatted with Thomas about the details of the bookstore, and then talked about the land price in downtown Gotham, the spending habits of the rich in the South District and the gangsters in the North District, etc.

After Thomas left, Schiller was almost done drinking, and just as he was about to leave, a crisp female voice came from behind him: "You actually plan to open a bookstore in this city? Are you rich? Is there no place to spend yours?"

As soon as Schiller turned around, he saw Zatana's figure. He was a little surprised and said, "Zatana, why haven't you left yet?"

Zatanna, who was dressed as a magician, put her hands on her hips and said, "Why haven't I left yet? You might as well ask, how can I leave? With Constantine's current situation, can I leave?"

"You came here with him?" Schiller asked.

"Of course." Zatana nodded and said, "Although he doesn't remember anything, he still has many enemies in the human world!"

"Although the black magicians who came in last time are almost dead, it is inevitable that a few slipped through the net. If I didn't follow him, he would have been beaten to death long ago."

Schiller showed a teasing smile, and he said, "Are you sure you followed him just to protect him, not to rekindle old feelings or something?"

Zatana rolled her eyes and said, "I don't know the current Constantine at all, how can the old relationship be rekindled?"

"Then you can also develop from scratch."

Zatanna snorted and said, "I'm not one of those social butterflies who can't live without a man, but I was indeed entrusted by someone. Bruce hoped that I could stay here and help him identify the metal parts in Gotham buildings. Question, by the way, I also want to investigate my father's affairs, so naturally I left it until now."

After finishing speaking, Miss Magician turned around, waved to Schiller and said, "Thank you for giving Thomas a job, otherwise, I would have to help him."

After Zatana left, Schiller shook his head helplessly, but after thinking about it, he didn't provoke Constantine's affairs, and he didn't care about the trouble, so he instantly felt relieved.

The next morning, Schiller started to look at the house. He planned to open a bookstore in the center of Gotham, or a place a little farther from the city center.

This kind of work is both leisurely and expensive, which perfectly meets Schiller's needs, but the premise is that he has to find a good place, otherwise, those who take advantage of it are not willing to pay three times the price for a hardcover book.

After shopping for a day, Schiller really found a good place, just at the end of one of the eight commercial streets extending from the central turntable. In the semicircular building at the corner, there is a gift shop. sublet.

The location here is quite good, it is the center of Gotham's bustling business district, and this is also the first batch of commercial district buildings in Gotham to be renovated by the Wayne Group. The building is very new and the security is very good.

What's more, this corner gift shop, with a very large curved floor-to-ceiling window at the corner, is very much to Schiller's liking.

Schiller found Coppert, and the formalities were completed in less than two days. The gift shop itself also takes a high-end route, and the decoration is all retro European style. It can be used directly, but it needs to buy some books for storage. bookshelf.

Just as Schiller directed the workers to carry the large bookshelf into the house, a small figure appeared outside the door, and looked up at the signboard that had just been hung outside, which read in swashbuckling English ——"Lihen Bookstore".

Schiller, who came out of the room, heard the movement at the door, turned around and saw that it was Harry standing outside.

"Why are you here?" The two said in unison when they saw each other.

"This is my shop, why can't I be here?" Schiller bent down, looked at Harry and said, "It's you, you don't work in the hospital, why did you come here?"

Harry also crossed his arms, puffed out his cheeks, pointed to the ceiling above, and said:
"Is it possible that what you rented is my house?"

　I forgot to mention, there is no brain-burning reasoning behind this unit, don’t worry, you little fools
　
(End of this chapter)