The days of being a spiritual mentor in Meiman.

Chapter 149 The Rainy Night Mystery Case

In the quiet manor, the flames of the fireplace crackled, and the drizzle slapped on the glass. When the slight noise was introduced into the room, it disappeared in the somewhat dim light.

The sound of pages turning was soft, and Schiller leaned on the sofa in front of the fireplace to read a book. In this slow-paced era, the time between sunset and bedtime always seemed very long. Schiller was holding a book, and the world in front of him was in the text. The upper body was shaking, and it began to gradually become blurred. Just when he was feeling drowsy, a sudden ringing of the phone woke him up.

Schiller sat on the spot and closed his eyes for a while, took off his glasses, rubbed his eyes, then stood up slowly, walked to the side of the stairs, picked up the phone receiver on the cabinet and put it to his ear.

"Fish Mooney is dead."

On the other end of the phone, Gordon's voice sounded like thunder.

Schiller covered his forehead, leaned against the side of the cabinet, and said, "Who is that?"

"The boss of the Mooney gang, the ruler of the living hell."

"so what?"

"...I need your help, Professor."

Schiller glanced at the completely dark sky, and just as he was about to refuse, Gordon said, "It was the crime scene discovered by Batman. When we went there, Fish was already dead. After we finished recording, we took Fish to the scene." Shi's body was brought back for an autopsy, and at the same time, there was also a witness who was not in a good state of mind, perhaps suffering from some mental illness, and we really need your help."

Schiller put down the phone, sighed, put on his overcoat, took his umbrella, left the warm and quiet manor, and walked into the dark rainy night of Gotham.

When we arrived at the police station, in front of the old police station, there was only a small light bulb hanging on the top of the porch at the entrance. Through the light, we could see the rain lines coming in.

Schiller walked up the steps with a lot of water, he looked up, and Gordon was struggling to open the wooden door with iron chains.

Schiller put away the umbrella, and Gordon came over and said, "Thank God, you came just in time."

"Next time there is such an emergency..." Schiller shook the umbrella vigorously, as if venting his anger, and said, "Don't call me, we can talk about it tomorrow morning."

Following his movements, Gordon focused on the umbrella. He turned his head to take a closer look at the umbrella, and then said, "Why is your umbrella broken? Didn't you say it was of good quality earlier?"

"Yes, but even the best quality things will break, and there is no place to repair them if they break."

Schiller put away his umbrella and walked straight into the police station. Gordon followed behind him, and said, "That weirdo in tights ran into a living hell in the middle of the night, and happened to run into a murder case."

Gordon took two quick steps and came to Schiller to lead him the way. He said quickly: "Fish Mooney was the gang leader who ruled Living Hell. Since the transformation of Living Hell, many other gangsters in the East District The boss gradually entered there and divided up the territory of the Mooney Gang."

"Fish had a violent temper and seemed to be a sadist."

"Now that she's dead, you don't need to describe her symptoms to me. Tell me about the living ones. Where's the witness?"

"I'm going to take you..." Gordon led Schiller through the entire corridor, and then stopped in the room at the end, where a little police officer had just come out, and he said to Gordon: "That kid Seems to be a little mentally ill, I swear I didn't hit him, but he..."

"Okay, okay." Gordon patted the young police officer on the shoulder and said to him: "I trust you, you are not such a violent person, let's go in and have a look."

After opening the door, Gordon walked in first. As soon as Schiller entered, he saw a familiar figure sitting behind the interrogation table. It was Oswald Copperpot.

He looks very bad now, his face is pale, his black hair is wet by the rain, and it is tightly attached to his forehead, the eyes sunken deep under his eye sockets are a little dull, his limbs are twitching, and he is still muttering .

He didn't sit on the chair, but squatted in the corner of the room. The young police officer also came in and introduced to Gordon: "We asked him to sit on the chair, but he didn't sit, and we didn't give him any help." He was in handcuffs, let alone treated him in any violent way, as soon as he came in..."

Gordon understood why the young police officer repeatedly emphasized that no violence was used. In a place like the Gotham Police Department, most police officers are not so friendly to prisoners, and it is normal for them to be beaten up after being caught.

Gordon had previously specifically explained not to use violence against Coppert. The young police officer was afraid that Gordon would misunderstand him when he saw Coppert like this.

Gordon used a key to open the iron door behind the interrogation table. When he walked in, Copperpot looked very frightened. Schiller stopped Gordon from approaching. He said: "It seems that he should have a stress disorder. Just don't get close to him..."

Schiller and Gordon stood two meters away from Coppert. Schiller tilted his head and glanced at Coppert from the angle of the backlight. He found that Copott should be in the stage of illness now.

Gordon observed him from another angle. What he said to the young policeman: "Did you really not hit him? Why do I see that there seems to be a wound on his neck?"

The police officer raised his hand and said, "I swear, we never touched him! As for the wound, it should have been there before coming here."

The police officer said very firmly, Gordon frowned, and Schiller turned to Gordon and said, "You let him go out first, too many people are not conducive to him calming down."

After the young officer was out, Schiller told Gordon, "It's supposed to be acute stress disorder."

Schiller took half a step forward, and Cobbot immediately backed away like crazy, screaming incomprehensibly, Schiller stepped back, and then said to Gordon: "Experience the symptoms again, panic, be vigilant ,and……"

Schiller rubbed his chin and said, "It's not just that, along with the state of hyperactivity, there seem to be some other mental disorders...""

"Well, it seems that it is impossible for us to ask something from him."

"That's not necessarily the case, but his symptoms need to be admitted to the hospital for treatment. After treatment, he should be able to return to normal sanity."

"How long will it take?"

"Are you in a hurry?" Schiller asked Gordon. "Although Fish Mooney is a gangster, he is not ranked well in Gotham. Who put so much pressure on you?"

Gordon sighed and said, "It's complicated, let Batman talk about it."

As soon as he finished speaking, there was a sound behind him, and Batman appeared in the shadows in the corner of the interrogation room.

"Let me declare first, I know you suspect that I beat him, but I didn't do it." Batman said.

"Didn't you leave the wound on his body when you subdued him?" Schiller turned his head and asked him.

Batman shook his head and said, "When I met him at the murder scene, he was unconscious and wounded all over his body. Obviously he had just been beaten."

Batman also walked into the iron gate, stood at a farther place, looked at Copperpot and said: "When I arrived at the scene, Fish was dead, and he passed out and was beaten all over his body. There is no third party on the spot, so I can only call Gordon to investigate, and then send Fish's body here with him."

"I think you should tell me about this from the beginning." Schiller and the two came out, and Gordon looked back as he walked, looking a little sympathetic to Copperpot. Should he put it here? Isn't that okay? Or should I send it to the hospital first?"

"It's best not to let anyone approach him for the time being, or it will be easier to irritate him." Schiller said without looking back, but Gordon was still a little worried. He said: "This kid doesn't seem to be an adult yet. He should have Family members? If he doesn’t come home so late, his relatives should be very worried about him.”

Then, he yelled twice, called back the young police officer who was smoking at the stairs, and said to him: "Go and find out where this kid lives, and who else is at home, and report to his family." Safe, by the way, don't say he's sick, just say that he was injured while racing on the street, and now he's in the hospital..."

"Don't use the excuse of racing." Schiller reminded Gordon. He said to Gordon: "I know him. He is a student of the Living Hell Vocational School. There should be his mother at home. He doesn't speed."

"Then what's the use? Forget it, or just say he was drunk or high."

"He doesn't have any bad habits, he doesn't drink or take drugs, he doesn't drive fast or fight, he doesn't even smoke."

Gordon's eyes widened. He glanced back at Coppert, then at Schiller, and said with some surprise: "No smoking, no drinking, no drug use, no racing, no fighting? No bad habits? Are you sure?" Is he a child of Gotham? It's really strange..." Gordon put his hands on his hips, and said very puzzled: "So there is such a person in Gotham? It's the first time I've seen him in the years I've been here."

After finishing speaking, he felt more sympathetic to Cobbot, standing at the door and looking at him repeatedly, Schiller said to Gordon: "I remember when I came to the police station last time, I saw a lady in charge of cleaning, you Let her come over, a lady who is similar to his mother's age, should make him less vigilant."

"You're talking about Mrs. Mona, right? Well, she probably hasn't left yet. I'll arrange for her to come over and at least change the kid's clothes."

After the three left, they went to Gordon's office, where Gordon and Schiller sat facing each other, while Batman stood in the shadow of the window.

Schiller poured himself a glass of hot water and said, "I think you should start at the beginning, what the hell is going on here?"

He turned to Batman and said, "Why on earth are you going to live hell?"

Then he turned back, looked at Gordon, and said, "What about Fish's death? Why are you in such a hurry to investigate this case?"

Gordon was the first to speak. He sighed and said, "Let me talk about what I know first. This still has to start with the transformation of the living hell area..."

"We all know that a reformed living hell is like a delicious pie, and everyone wants to get a piece of it. Although Munibon used to run amok in the living hell, there are many thorns in the East End, just on Elizabeth Street. , there are quite a few powerful people, they are not far from the living hell, and they want to get the moon first..."

"As the original masters of the living hell, the Mooney Gang wanted to defend this area, but they also knew that it was impossible for them to do this alone."

"Thus, Fish gave up some of the benefits to those outside gang bosses, allowing them to occupy some territory in the North District, but these gang bosses are all greedy crocodiles who can't eat enough, and they persecuted Fish step by step. , the entire North District and half of the South District have been taken over by outsiders, Fish is going crazy..."

(End of this chapter)