The days of being a spiritual mentor in Meiman.

Chapter 1434 Research on Manipulation ([-])
In the Rodriguez Manor, Jason held the books he had just sorted in his arms and walked down the stairs. The stack of books was too high and unstable. He staggered and moved down step by step against the railing of the stairs.

Putting his hands in the middle of the pile of books, he took off the top half. Jason turned his head and saw Schiller walking down. He smiled a little embarrassedly and said.

"Professor, did I take too much? But Tim asked me to take a few detective novels, he likes to read that, and the several books that Constantine gave you are not sold in the market, and he always told me It's been a few days."

"It's okay." Schiller walked downstairs quickly and put the book on the coffee table. He patted Jason on the back and said, "Let Merkel find a rope to tie the book, or Alfred will come over When picking you up, you have to move the books over like this."

Jason nodded and ran to the back garden. Merkel was trimming the shrubs with garden shears. Hearing Jason's words, he put down the garden shears and walked to the tool room next to him.

Just then the phone rang in the living room, and Schiller went to pick it up and said, "Hi, hello... oh Gordon, what's the matter? Power out at the police station? . . . OK, I see, you Send her here."

Jason took back the rope and started tying the books. Schiller turned to look at him and said, "Gordon will bring Harry over later. The police station has a power outage. He doesn't want Harry to eat fast food. I'll book a restaurant." restaurant, and then tell Alfred to pick you up later, and we'll go out to eat together."

"Or if you and Harry don't go back tonight, I'll send you two directly to school tomorrow morning."

Jason thought for a while, nodded and said that everything was fine, and then concentrated on bundling the books into different categories. After Schiller called Alfred, he paused for a while and picked up the receiver to dial.

"Hey, Miss Pamela, do you remember the last time I invited you to have breakfast? I have something to do tomorrow morning. I have two children boarding with me. I will send them to school tomorrow morning."

"No, there is no cancellation, I just want to say, if you are free now, then meet me at the Iceberg restaurant in the South District in half an hour, we can have dinner together, but I hope you don't mind, because there are other Two little guests."

"Okay, then it's settled, see you then."

Soon Gordon sent Halle over. When he first arrived, Halle said reluctantly: "Why can't I eat pizza? Just because there is such a little bit of almost invisible pepper on it?"

Gordon said helplessly, "Because that's not healthy for a child."

"I'm an adult!"

"The bone age in your medical report tells me that you are still far from becoming an adult, Miss Halle." Schiller buttoned up his vest and walked down the stairs, and said, "If you don't want to eat at the Iceberg Restaurant, I will Ask Merkel to bake you a pizza, but you'd better think carefully because my butler is British."

"Bingshan restaurant?!" Harry immediately raised his tone, looked at Schiller with sparkling eyes and said, "It's the restaurant that opened up in the southern district, my God! So many people couldn't make it to the queue, and you managed to get a seat ?!"

Schiller put on his blazer, straightened his tie, and said, "I think you may have misunderstood my social status, but first you have to change, you can't get in that restaurant with slippers on, Merck you."

The butler hurried in, patted Harry on the back and said, "Miss Halle, please go to the cloakroom, the dress you brought last time has been ironed."

Jason looked helpless, and as he followed them to the cloakroom, he said, "God, I hate wearing formal clothes, it makes me look like a circus animal trainer."

After a while, both Jason and Harley changed their clothes. Jason wore a white shirt, a light brown pane suit, and overalls that matched the suit. Wearing a tie, Merkel held a tie and chased after him a little sorry and said to Schiller: "Sir, I have tried my best, but I really can't catch him."

Harry rushed out of the cloakroom in a hurry. She was wearing a baroque collared blouse, a woolen black double-breasted tunic dress, dark brown knee socks and a pair of shiny Mary Jeans, and a brown beret with strings of pearls on his head.

Jason twisted left and right, as if he was very uncomfortable with the restraint brought by the shirt, but Harley was very comfortable with the scarf around his neck and the gloves on his hands. It seemed that he often wore this kind of clothes on various occasions, but considering Considering their life experience, this is also normal.

Fortunately, when Schiller bent over to tie Jason's tie, he stopped making a fuss and stood there quietly, watching Schiller tie the cloth strip in a dazzling way, and then tied the rest The lower part was stuffed into the jacket, which also allowed several people to successfully arrive at the restaurant within the agreed time.

As soon as Schiller walked in with the two children, Coppert came out to greet him, and the waiter came out. Before Jason could figure out what he was going to do, Harry had already followed the waiter to his seat .

"Can't we stay with the professor?" Jason asked.

Harley seemed extra patient, but she still said in that kind of joking tone: "Of course not, in the social rules of this high society, we will be regarded as children, and children can't listen to important things. We are just responsible for being polite and being puppets for them to show off their education."

"But I don't think the professor would treat us like that."

"Of course, but we abide by the social rules so as not to embarrass him." Harley shrugged slightly, and then, like a real high-society lady, she paid attention to everyone who paid attention to her cute appearance Nod and smile.

Jason became nervous and said, "That is to say, if I don't do well, I will embarrass the professor?"

Harry nodded and said, "It doesn't matter whether you are a teacher or a student or a father and son, as long as he brings you to social occasions, you represent his educational achievements. I advise you to be honest, he has not been in a good mood recently, you If he gets mad, he'll hang you on a tree."

"He won't hang me on a tree, only Batman will be hung on a tree by him." Jason lowered his voice and said, "Just now I heard him tell Merkel not to cut the yard. The long branch of the big tree facing south, no wonder Batman is always hung on it."

At the door of the restaurant, Schiller walked in while greeting Coppert.

"How is your mother? The new Arkham Hospital is nearer to your new house."

Coppert is wearing a very conservative dark blue suit. He has grown a little taller than the last time Schiller saw him. Perhaps the economic situation has improved so that his nutritional intake can keep up, and there is no genetic mental illness. , his appetite improved, and besides growing taller, he also became stronger. Although he was still not as good as those gangster bosses who were five big and three thick, he was no longer the thin and shrinking look before.

"Thanks to you, she is very good. We visited the new hospital once after it was built. Mrs. Miller gave us a business card, saying that we can call the doctor to make an appointment at home for the next visit, which is very convenient."

"I hope you can do that. The hospital environment will inevitably make people feel tense, but it will not be at home. Do you still have symptoms of insomnia recently?" Schiller glanced at Copperpot's dark circles and said.

"Oh, no, it's not insomnia, Professor, it's just that I have a lot of work to do when the restaurant opens, so I haven't slept much these days. In fact, I sleep very well, and now I can sleep until dawn."

Coppert sent Schiller to the seat by the window. After taking the seat, Schiller nodded to him and said, "I invited Miss Pamela to dinner. If she comes, please take her to the Come here."

"Okay, do I need to introduce you to the special dishes here?"

"No, go get busy."

Schiller could see that Coppert was very busy, because many guests at the table cast their gazes here, as if hinting that Coppert would go to them to talk for a while, and some eyes were even so eager that they were about to get angry.

"He's a celebrity." Harry straightened his body, leaning on the back of the chair with only the uppermost point of his back, his posture and demeanor were impeccable, but his expression was a little funny.

"Everyone says that the owner of Bingshan restaurant has a close relationship with the godfather, or that he belongs to the godfather. There are too many upstarts who want to be connected to the new godfather, so they are willing to spend a lot of money to eat here."

"But in the past few days, the owner of the Bingshan Restaurant has not shown up. The people who come here only eat, but they have not achieved their social goals. I didn't expect him to show up for the first time today to greet you, Professor."

Harry blinked and stared at Schiller with searching eyes. Schiller silently stretched out his hand to straighten the vase in the middle of the table, met Harry's gaze and said, "If they know that I am the tutor of the godfather, today You'll have endless trouble to deal with at night."

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Harley let out a gasp, and she stared at Schiller with wide eyes and said, "You're Falcone's tutor?! No wonder you can get such a good seat by making an appointment an hour in advance, and you can let Iceberg The owner of the restaurant is waiting for you at the door in advance!"

"It has nothing to do with it, Miss." Schiller shook his head and said, "Actually, if Detective Gordon, who sent you here just now, comes here, Coppert will meet him at the door."

"No way?" Harley was a little disbelieving. She frowned and said, "How could a person with high status in the twelve families greet the police with great fanfare? If he dared to do this, he would not be afraid of being squeezed out by other family leaders." him?"

"When his family's hereditary mental illness broke out, he was picked up by Gordon. The two of us saved him, plus Professor Victor, and the three of us saved him and his mother. The old godfather is still there. It's about time."

While Harley and Jason were listening intently to the thrilling story that Schiller encountered when he first arrived in Gotham, a young lady walked over quickly, sat on the outermost stool, and wore a dress made of pearls. The bag on the chain was handed to the waiter.

Harry's eyes widened immediately, looking at the red-haired lady opposite, she said in surprise, "Pamela?"

The reason for her surprise was that Pamela did not wear either a sweater and jeans or a short-sleeved jacket as before, but a light purple slim-fit tube top tight dress. Glittering in layers of shimmer, her delicate collarbone chain was studded with an emerald stone that matched her green eyes just right.

"Don't look at me like that." Pamela picked up the water glass and took a sip of water and said, "I told you earlier that our parents are the same kind of people who think that girls only need to master social skills before dressing themselves up beautifully." If you are beautiful, you will definitely be able to marry into a wealthy family."

Harry pouted up, blew on the broken hair on his forehead, shrugged his shoulders, and Jason also took a sip of water, and whispered: "At least they let you master a useful skill, didn't they?"

(End of this chapter)