The days of being a spiritual mentor in Meiman.

Chapter 1263 Lonely Shadows in Pairs ([-])

Schiller's movements paused slightly, and he took out a pen from the pocket of his suit, and turned it lightly in his hand.

"He's anxious." Bruce's voice echoed in the theater: "This pen is a mental stability item he uses to recall his professorship. I often see it."

"While he was reading your paper?"

"While he was reading my thesis." Bruce turned his head and looked at Hal who raised the question, "But at that time, one pen was not enough."

"If you don't mind, Mr. March, could you please hang your clothes on the hanger?" Schiller's tone was still quite gentle, and there was no impatience.

"I didn't see a hanger, where is it?" March turned to look at the door and said.

Diana covered her forehead, sighed and said: "I definitely don't mean to discriminate against the poor, but I think anyone with a little knowledge should know that rich people have a separate room for storing clothes in their homes. There will be a coat hanger by the door to hang coats like a normal person."

"Usually a waiter will take the clothes and send them to the wardrobe in the cloakroom which is specially used to store the clothes of the guests, usually on the left hand side of the cloakroom, and if there is only the owner at home, they can also put the neat clothes with the owner's permission. The clothes are folded and draped over the back of the chair."

"Isn't March doing that?" Clark asked.

"The clothes must be tidy and folded, and more importantly, the owner's consent must be obtained first." Bruce looked at Clark. He knew that boys in small towns lacked common sense in this area. Naturally, I don't know what to do.

"In this kind of communication, it is very important for both parties to keep their appearance clean. Once the clothes are dirty or damaged, they should immediately end the current conversation, apologize to the other party, and then go to the bathroom to deal with it. If you can't handle it well, maybe today's conversation will end here." Diana patiently explained.

"Oh." Clark uttered a syllable of sudden realization, and then pointed to the screen and said, "Just now Schiller got red wine on his tie, did he actually want to end this conversation on purpose?"

"Yes, this is exactly the purpose of our etiquette, we can not say to each other rudely, 'I don't want to talk to you, please leave immediately', but in a more tactful way, to express We should separate for now."

The few ordinary people with ordinary backgrounds present nodded their heads thoughtfully, while Bruce said: "This is a way for the upper class to keep them separated from the poor class, creating a set of rules that the lower class cannot touch or even imagine. etiquette to prevent those who do not benefit them from participating in their lives."

"Sounds evil," Barry said with a curl of his lips.

Before Bruce could speak, Clark said thoughtfully: "It seems like this is the case in every circle. When my father went to the party of the farm group, he dressed and behaved differently from the past."

"In fact, he is not a particularly rough countryman. He likes to pay attention to international current affairs. He has read a lot of books and even has a master's degree in agriculture. He also respects my mother very much and will consider her opinions in everything."

"But at the party, he behaved like the male host in those generations of farmer families, bold and wild, even slightly brutal, macho, and likes to flick his lips, like this."

Clark made a strange face, and several people laughed. Jason put his face on one hand and said: "This is not a completely bad thing. Every gang has some codes that others cannot understand, even Eyes and facial expressions, in addition to conveying information at critical moments, will also give us a sense of security, as if we have many "friends of our own."

"Keeping the same secret is the best way to form an alliance." Harry said, "It's the same to follow the same etiquette."

"Obviously, this Mr. March is not from this circle." Constantine shook his head and said, "He didn't deliberately put on a show, or deliberately kept his own personality, but he didn't understand, but he still wanted to pretend."

"Actually, there are people in every circle who are mavericks but can get along." Bruce put his eyes on Constantine's face and said, "But there is a difference between personality and stupidity. You have to be a person first." Only a smart person can be a weird person, otherwise he will look stupid besides being weird."

"I almost thought that professor was sitting here." Constantine showed a smile, raised his eyebrows at Bruce dissolutely and said, "Who just cried because of Schiller's empathy?" coming?"

Bruce turned his head back, instead of looking at Constantine with a teasing face, he turned his gaze back to the screen.

Schiller's eyes fell on the clothes on the back of the chair. The dust and moisture on the coat are not a big problem. The leather of the chair is not very expensive, and the folded clothes are not ugly. within the bounds of understandable boldness.

But the problem is that March threw his clothes on the chair on one side, and then sat down on the chair on the other side. He sat alone on the single sofa, facing the scene of his clothes, which looked extraordinarily funny.

Schiller stood where he was, and the obvious pause in his hands made everyone in the theater seem to hear a sentence - "Then I'm going?"

Hal still couldn't hold back, he burst into laughter, patted his knee, and said with a smile, "Schiller has no place to sit!"

"This is the first time I have encountered this situation. Is this Lincoln March going to let his coat give him counseling? If he wants to get the warmth of his coat from Schiller, then he wants to too much."

"It's quite embarrassing." Barry turned his head away, he almost scratched the ground with his toes, but he couldn't help but secretly glanced at the screen, and said curiously: "So, what is Schiller going to do? Where is he sitting?" ?”

On the screen, the professor walked around the back of the chair March was sitting on, patted the back of the chair lightly with his hand, then walked towards the stairs, and said, "Mr. March, let us Come to the second floor, where the view is better and it is suitable for entertaining VIPs like you."

March turned to look at him. Before he could stand up, Schiller had already walked up the stairs. Because Schiller walked in front, he could take the lead in sitting on the chair by the window on the second floor.

"Perfect resolution." Diana couldn't help admiring: "Although I don't know much about this professor, I have only heard of him from Bruce's words, but there is no doubt that he is a gentleman."

"In the social occasions of celebrities, the embarrassing situation that the newcomer sits in the wrong seat often happens. Usually, people will remind him quietly, but it is still a bit embarrassing to change the seat under the gaze of others, which is equivalent to admitting his own mistake."

"Although every newcomer has such a day, I really like the way this professor handles it better, call people out, ask him to vacate the seat, let the right person sit on it, and the newcomer will know that he has made a mistake when he comes back. Wrong, but it's less embarrassing for him to sit in the new seat as a new guest."

"I dare say, this is just the beginning." Constantine threatened in a non-seated manner, leaning on the side of the chair, and said with a smile: "Then let us see if this professor can be elegant to the end." .”

Diana and Bruce also cast their eyes on the screen. As celebrities who have real experience, they can see that March will be stupid again and again. They also want to know how the professor will resolve the situation again and again. Embarrassment?

To be honest, this kind of scene is rare. From the perspective of several people who know Schiller better, Schiller rarely needs to tolerate others. He often hates everyone equally. Sometimes others have not waited. If he made a mistake, he would have already robbed him and kicked him out of the office.

And the reason why Schiller tolerated March running wild on his territory is nothing more than the Batman of this universe gave him a lot of pressure. Their universe does not have such a Batman. This is a good show. If you miss it once, Wait another 100 years.

It wasn't until March sat across from him that Schiller stood up again, and took out a bottle of whiskey and two glasses from the low cabinet next to the wall of the reception area on the second floor.

When Schiller sat back, March smiled at him. Schiller stood beside his chair, leaned forward, and put one of the cups in front of March. Being slightly closer to him, he could hold the horse The expression on Qi's face was clear.

"Lincoln March's expression has changed." Jason's voice was low, but he was very determined: "He feels a little bit more secure, why?"

Bruce immediately put his eyes on Jason, he blinked quickly, as if he was admiring, and then he said in the same low tone: "There are traces of two wine glasses on the table, and more importantly, before The red wine stains Schiller spilled are still on it."

"Hasn't Professor Schiller cleaned up the house before?" Clark asked.

"Schiller left it on purpose." Bruce replied: "After seeing the corpse, Schiller knew that this crappy murderer would definitely find him."

"The murderer doesn't know who Schiller is. He may only think that Schiller is an ordinary person or an autopsy expert. He thinks he can fool Schiller. He enjoys the thrill and pleasure of swaggering in front of key police figures."

"Schiller was well aware of his mentality, so he knew he would come, so he wiped the rest of the tables clean, except for the one that was soiled when talking with Batman."

"Schiller deliberately left traces to let the murderer see." Bruce deduced while thinking: "The purpose is to make the murderer think that he once talked with someone here. The atmosphere was harmonious at first, and he drank red wine. , but the result of the final conversation was not satisfactory, and the red wine was spilled during the quarrel."

"What was his purpose in leaving that hint?" Barry asked.

Bruce didn't answer, just looked at the screen silently, he knew that Schiller's next move would reveal this.

"I believe you must be a lucky man." After sitting down, Schiller unbuttoned his suit and said, "Mr. It’s a bit busy at work, people come without an appointment, and it’s very likely that I’m talking with other guests, which not only interrupts our conversation, but also misses it.”

"Oh, so I'm really lucky?" March glanced at the marks on the table again and said, "You happen to have no guests?"

"No, there was originally, but we ended the conversation early and left here, otherwise, according to the professional ethics of a psychiatrist, I'm afraid I can only shut you out."

"I know that a psychiatrist is a very hard job. Many patients have no sense of proportion, but you can only endure it. Unpleasant conversations will ruin all good moods. Money cannot make up for this kind of trauma." Said in a sincere tone.

"It's not a good sign." Constantine said suddenly, "He's trying to create a resonance with Schiller, trying to get his words into Schiller's heart, and want Schiller to think that someone understands him, so he can confide his secrets to him."

"A huge mistake in judgment." Bruce's words were even more extreme: "No one with a little common sense would use this trick on a psychiatrist, because the psychiatrist has said this countless times, and it is almost engraved in their words." In the bone."

Barry frowned slightly. He recalled and said, "It seems to be like this. Before I went out to work, I also received a psychological evaluation. The first thing the psychologist said was, 'I know your profession is very difficult. Hard work and a lot of pressure'."

"Because it's a prelude to opening people's hearts, and the way to play it is very simple, you don't have to really empathize with it, you just need to say that the situation is serious."

"Actually, I'm wondering about a question." Diana frowned deeper and deeper, and said, "I'm not a detective, and I'm not good at reasoning. Intuition, do you feel that this March is a bit strange?"

"We all saw his strangeness, ma'am," said Constantine.

"No, I don't mean that he doesn't know etiquette and pretends to be a posture. I have seen this kind of posture on many liars who want to get into the upper class. It is not unusual at all. I am surprised that March is not really bad. Understand."

"He understands something, but not completely, or it's a bit like someone instilled the theory, but he has never practiced it himself, so there is an awkward feeling of separation of thought and behavior."

"And this feeling of awkwardness is all the more pronounced by Schiller's natural demeanor."

Hearing Diana's doubtful tone, Bruce narrowed his eyes slowly, apparently thinking of something.

(End of this chapter)