The days of being a spiritual mentor in Meiman.

Chapter 301 Three Detectives ([-])
In the car, Gordon's face was pale. There were five murders in a few days, not to mention important people who died, and the way of death was very fancy. Gordon was also a little stressed.

Gordon is different from Batman. He is indeed just an ordinary person. He has been exhausted for the past few days, staying up all night, and busy with other activities, which made him very tired. When he was in the car, his voice was already hoarse and he was about to say no. Words came out.

Raindrops slapped on the window glass, and Schiller, who was sitting in the co-pilot, looked back at Gordon's pale face, and said, "Sheriff, otherwise you should go back and take a rest."

Gordon showed a forced smile and said: "A few days ago, I used these words to persuade Batman. I didn't expect it to be my turn today, but I have the same answer as him. I think I'm okay, at least stick to it." There is no problem at dawn today..."

Schiller seemed about to say something more, but Batman said, "Here we are."

He seemed a little urgent, because this boarding school was the one Dick attended. Dick had just started school for two days, and today should be his first day of formal class. As a result, something like this happened, and Batman was a little worried, after all, He asked Dick to come to school here.

Batman walked into the gate of the boarding school first, but the person who greeted him grabbed Gordon's hand in police uniform first, and he said: "It's Detective Gordon, I called the police, you hurry up!" Go to the seventh floor, Mrs. Sanchez, she...she..."

It was an old man with a stooped figure, wearing the kind of black robe common in boarding schools. Gordon comforted him, and then asked, "Are you a teacher in this school? What's going on? Can you tell us about it?" ?”

The old man led them into the school and said as he walked, "I'm not a teacher. I'm just a key manager. I'm in charge of locking the doors of important rooms after the students have gone to bed."

"Just now, when I was about to go to the seventh floor to check whether the door of the room was locked, I saw... I don't know, but God..."

"Did you see any suspicious people?" Gordon asked routinely. The old man shook his head and said, "This school is very strictly managed. Most people will not be allowed in. The teachers will go back to their own classrooms after class." room, and no students are allowed to wander out at night..."

"Boarding schools are like this, and the children here are also very obedient, and there has never been any trouble."

Batman wanted to ask about Dick, but he didn't want to reveal the relationship between Dick and Batman. Schiller glanced at his expression and asked the old man, "Do you have a kid named Dick here?"

"Dick? We have at least five or six Dicks here. Which one are you looking for?"

"Dick Grayson, do you know where he is now?"

The old man shook his head and said, "There are too many kids named Dick here. I'm getting old and I don't remember who they are."

Schiller didn't ask any further, but said, "Tell us where Mrs. Sanchez's room is, and we can go up by ourselves."

The old man shook his head slowly and said: "The stairs here are not easy to walk, I will take you to the seventh floor, and then you can go in by yourself."

Saying that, the old man led them to continue to go up, went up two more floors, and came to the seventh floor of the boarding school. The old man turned around and left. As soon as he got to the seventh floor, Gordon shivered. Why do I feel a little cold here?"

Schiller also felt an unusually cold breath spreading in the corridor. He said to Gordon: "Detective, you are not in good condition, stay here for now, and Batman and I will go in."

Gordon didn't try to be brave either, because he really felt uncomfortable. He took a few steps back, opened the window in the stairwell, and leaned against the wall, feeling better. He waved to the two of them, signaling them Hurry up, Schiller and Batman head down the corridor.

As soon as he walked into the darkness, Schiller's eyes stopped on a black mark in the corner of the wall. He squatted down and observed it carefully and said, "It seems that what happened here should also be related to supernatural power."

"If it is really the so-called demon, is there any way we can deal with it?"

"According to the theory of occultism, there are many things that can deal with demons, such as crosses, holy water, statues of the Virgin Mary, etc., but I don't think we will encounter real demons here."

Saying that, they had come to the door of the second room. Schiller pushed the door open without any hesitation, and then walked in. The scene inside was not bloody, but very strange.

There was a mummy standing in the center of the room, covered in charred black and shriveled, standing upright on the spot, surrounded by a pattern like a magic circle, Batman walked over and said: "This pattern is different from the previous one, and the drawing method is also different. "

"But they all seem to use the same element, that is, the hexagram representing the devil, and these small patterns are somewhat similar..."

Schiller walked around the mummy and walked to the table behind him. The table was very messy, with everything on it. On the first row of shelves was a pile of bottles and cans, and underneath was a pile of waste paper. There was a box on the left. There was a mess of herbs, and some incomprehensible words were carved on the table mat.

"It seems that this Mrs. Sanchez is also a part-time witch in addition to being a principal."

Schiller bent down to check the things on the table. There was a drawer under the table with a brass lock on which was engraved with a strange rune. Schiller did not use physical methods to pick the lock. He looked up at the mummy .

The mummy seemed to be charred by high temperature in an instant, and the fat oozing from the body allowed the feet to be fixed on the ground, so it did not fall down.

Some traces of clothes could be vaguely seen on the mummy's body, but it had become as charred as the torso, sticking to his skin, and there seemed to be a keychain on the mummy's waist.

Schiller did not go to get it, but squatted down and put his hand on the side of the cabinet. A wisp of gray mist diffused from between his arms and got into the drawer. Just when Schiller felt that there was a When something happened, Gordon's scream suddenly came from outside the corridor.

Batman rushed to the door, and he saw Gordon clutching his neck and stepping back in pain, flipped out of the window, and fell from the seventh floor.

The moment Batman rushed to the window, a cloud of gray fog was faster than him. The moment before Gordon landed, the fog caught him and put him on the ground. Batman hooked him from the ground. Jumping down from the seventh floor, he walked to Gordon and saw two bruised handprints on his neck.

Gordon panted heavily, and when he recovered, he looked at Batman and said, "Indeed...it is indeed what you said..."

"What do you see?"

"A ghost, a ghost rushed towards me, he grabbed my neck..."

"It seems that this school is indeed a bit weird, let's find Dick first."

Gordon stood up hard, and he said, "Where is the key manager who led the way before? Why didn't you see him? I think we should ask him..."

"Don't count on him."

This time, Schiller walked in front, and Batman supported Gordon from behind. He looked at the display screen on his wrist as he walked, and said, "Go around this building and turn right, Dick should be underground... ..."

Schiller wasn't surprised by this, but Gordon looked at Batman and said, "You put a locator on your adopted son?"

"That's why I can find him in time now."

Several people walked towards the target point, at this moment, the communicator on Batman's wrist suddenly rang, and Jason's voice sounded inside, he screamed: "Batman! Come on! It's dangerous, my God, she It's a... she's a..."

The communication was hung up in an instant, Batman operated the device on his wrist, frowned and said, "...how could they be together?"

Gordon also heard the child's distress and screams in the communicator. Schiller took the umbrella up, looked back at Batman and said, "Coordinates."

"At 1:21, 351 meters underground..."

This straight line is not far away, but in fact it has to go around an entire building. As soon as Batman finished speaking, Schiller's figure turned into a cloud of gray fog and passed through the wall at high speed. The two people on the ground were still running. By the time, Schiller had already reached the ground at the target location.

Schiller came to the ground in a flash, and the moment his figure appeared, he felt a black shadow falling from his head at a high speed.

Schiller didn't even think about it, he picked up the umbrella with both hands, and with a "bang", a figure flew upside down and hit the wall, everyone on the field was stunned.

Looking down from the ceiling of the room, Schiller who had just landed was standing in the middle of the room, maintaining the posture of hitting someone with an umbrella. Near the left wall of the room, a blond man with a black book in his hand looked at Schiller The movement froze there, and behind Schiller, a few children who fell on the ground also opened their mouths wide. In front of Schiller, there was a four-armed, horned, body-covered child who was shot flying out. A monster covered in black patterns.

After the monster was directly photographed on the wall, the atmosphere in the arena fell silent for a moment. The blond man turned his head to look at the children and said, "Is he the rescuer you mentioned?"

Jason, who was lying on the ground, swallowed, but the little slippery man behind him shouted, "Professor Schiller!"

The blond man froze again. He looked at Schiller and said, "Are you still a professor? What subject do you teach? Fighting?"

"Compared to this..." Schiller took back the umbrella, leaned on the ground, and turned to look at the blond man. He was tall, wearing a light brown long suit, wearing a black tie, and had an unshaven face. Handsome, but decadent.

"I have long admired your name, Constantine."

The man was stunned again, and he said, "You know me?"

"Of course, your band's song 'I Had a Kiss with Oneiroi' is pretty good. An old classmate of mine who was the drummer for the 'Sex Pistols' gave me a picture of the Roxy club with you."

The blond man first opened his mouth, then pursed his lips. He didn't expect that the answer he got was from this angle. Schiller's compliment just scratched his itchy spot. He shook his head and put his hand into the pocket of the windbreaker "Oh, yeah? Actually, my favorite song on that album is 'Kowtow to Death', it's more punk, right?"

"But I prefer psychedelic rock and romanticism. I have to say that your narration at the end of the song Dream God is very good. It has a feeling of traveling through a dream. I know that this part of the design must have been criticized, but I like very much……"

"I just said that someone must understand me!" Constantine spread his hands and said, "The gang of old-fashioned music judges don't understand what psychedelic rock is, they don't even understand punk, because I and the people in the band Bassist fucked up and they said my album was shit, it was..."

"Please!" Jason screamed, pointing at the monster across from him and said, "Is it time to talk about music?!! There is a demon standing across from you!! A living demon!! !!"

Just as he was screaming heart-piercingly, the demon also came to his senses. It stood up slowly, then arched its body, ready to pounce on the enemy again.

At this moment, with a "bang", the door was opened, and the monster standing in front of the door was sent flying out again.

Seeing the monster flying over, Schiller straightened his tie, then picked up the umbrella, and posed like a baseball batter. into the wall.

Batman who just opened the door was a little confused looking at the scene inside the house, but the blond Constantine whistled and said, "Beautiful home run!"

(End of this chapter)