The days of being a spiritual mentor in Meiman.

Chapter 939 Depths of Fog and Rain (End)

Looking at Batman's face, Zatanna shook her head. The past of youth and frivolity was gone. At that time, both of them were too young and not very sensible, and everything happened like that.

At that time, not long after the Wayne couple died, Bruce Jr. was in a very bad mood. Alfred invited a very famous magician, Mr. Zatanna, Zatanna's father, to help Bruce Jr. out of his grief. Come to Wayne Manor to perform magic tricks.

Little Bruce was not in the mood to watch the show at all. He ran through the back door of the hall and ran into Zatanna when he went out.

At that time, he was still in a state of stimulation, so he told Zatana about his sadness, and Zatana also felt very sympathetic, and the two formed a friendship in this way.

For a period of time before Bruce went out to study art, the two of them were in a relationship, but later, Zatanna left without saying goodbye because her father disappeared and she needed to go out to find it, and she didn't want to get involved in the occult world. To Bruce, therefore, did not tell him the truth, the two separated and never met again.

Seeing each other this time, the two found that each other had matured a lot, and was no longer the familiar youth. Zatana sighed, but as the closest person to Bruce, she could understand this person expressions and movements.

She leaned closer to Batman, looked him in the eyes and said, "You know where the curse is, don't you? Why wouldn't you tell us?"

Batman opened his mouth, then looked at Constantine and said, "You know, who said the last time I heard the word curse?"

"Who?"

"Schiller."

Batman sighed and said: "You should find out, many Gotham citizens have gone crazy, Schiller said, this is a curse, he said he can get rid of this curse, but the method is to use another, more powerful curse."

"A more powerful curse?" Zatanna's face became colder, and Constantine's face also sank. He said, "It can't be that Schiller has already got it...but how could he..."

Constantine didn't think about the soul of the curse at all, because he and Zatanna are both members of the occult world, and they have very rich knowledge of the occult. Similarly, in the occult world, the soul of the curse is not a curse. .

The occult world has a strict definition of curse. Simply put, it is a kind of continuous negative magic with a medium. First of all, it must be continuous and medium. More importantly, it must be magic.

The soul of the curse is actually the twin brother that Constantine killed in his mother's womb. It has been living in Constantine's body before. In the occult world, this is a kind of "spirit" rather than a curse.

Soul, spirit, and curse are three completely different things in the world of occultism. The fact that the cursed soul can have an effect similar to a curse is not due to the magic that he casts the curse, but to his own special nature. .

Constantine himself is unfortunate. He has a special soul, and his twin brother is exactly the same as his soul. At the same time, the soul of the curse was killed in a very coincidental state. But survived again.

This is a very special attribute, which can be understood as a terminal illness that has never been seen in the medical field. Its lethality does not lie in its short-term destructive power, but in the fact that doctors have never seen this kind of disease, so they don't know How to cure it.

Schiller didn't know much about the occult, so he didn't know that the soul of the curse was not a curse. He told Batman that he had a curse, and Batman didn't know much about the real occult, so he also thought that what Schiller said was A curse.

But no matter what, the soul of the curse does not belong to the kind of curse that people in the occult world recognize, so even if Constantine knew that Schiller had taken his brother's soul, he didn't think about it.

"I think it is indeed possible." Constantine said with a serious face: "Generally speaking, curses have no entity, but there must be a medium. The goal of these magicians is to curse the medium. Once the medium is controlled by some method , you can use the curse smoothly."

Batman was stunned again, and his mind began to flash back to the previous picture. The moment Schiller touched his body with the tip of the umbrella, he felt the emotion like a living thing.

"Umbrella..." Batman whispered.

Constantine leaned forward with some doubts and said, "What? What word did you just say?"

"I said 'umbrella'... the medium is likely to be an umbrella," Batman repeated, and Zatanna immediately said, "Who is that Schiller? But whoever he is, he can't hold it." This curse is reckless, which is very dangerous!"

"Let's go, let's find this man named Schiller and ask him to hand over the medium, and then we will take it away and destroy it. We must never let this dangerous curse harm the world!"

But Constantine, who was originally on Zatana's side, heard that the medium might be Schiller's umbrella, and he said stiffly: "Xiao Zha, sometimes there is a difference between black and white, good and evil. The boundary is not so obvious, I think violence is not the only way to solve the problem..."

"I can understand your desire to solve the curse, but you must come up with a complete plan, otherwise, I will not allow you to mess around in Gotham." Batman also said.

Zatana froze in place, he glanced at Constantine, then at Batman, and then at Constantine, as if he remembered something, the suspicion and shock in his eyes surged like a wave.

At this time, Constantine took the initiative to walk up, hugged Zatana's shoulders, and said: "Xiao Zha, you are still too young, some things can't be achieved by hard work, and magic is not omnipotent. You have to pay attention to the method of doing things..."

"God! It's the same thing again!" Zatanna rolled her eyes, spread her hands and said, "I know you don't like to solve problems with the power of magic, and you always like to go around a lot of detours, but the situation is so In an emergency, do you still have to tell me these great truths?"

"No, Xiao Zha, listen to me, in fact, this matter... um... have you considered... that is, the plan you proposed to come directly to the door may... meet a little little resistance."

Constantine stretched out two fingers, squeezed them together, and then looked at Zatana and said, "Have you ever thought that the person who took away the curse medium may not be particularly willing to cooperate with us."

Zatanna was a little puzzled and said: "Not willing to cooperate with us? Of course he doesn't want to, otherwise, he wouldn't go to get the medium, but he doesn't want to, and it's not because he is carrying such a dangerous thing around reason to visit."

"If everyone can carry a big bomb and go to various important occasions at will, then why do we need the police and security? We can't just let criminals kill because they don't want to hand over their weapons, right?"

Hearing Zatanna's argument, Batman frowned instinctively and said, "...Did he commit a crime with that thing?"

After saying this, Batman froze for a moment, then coughed lightly, as if he was reflecting on how he would say such nonsense.

"The problem is, he might become a criminal." Zatana said with a hand on the ground of the helicopter: "And we can't bet on whether he will keep his own way and destroy the world without that thing."

"If he wants to destroy the world, he doesn't need that thing..." Constantine said in a small voice, and Zatanna's eyes immediately swept over. Constantine shut up, but Batman said:

"If there is really an extremely dangerous curse in Gotham, as you said, then I must find it out, but..."

"What's the but?!" Zatana said a little angrily: "What's the matter with you two? Why didn't you figure out the current situation?"

"Let's not talk about whose hands this thing fell into. The group of black magicians will not hesitate here for a long time like us. If they know about this, they will definitely go crazy to find that person. He snatched the curse medium from his hand!"

"We must take this thing before them, and then destroy it. No matter who owns it, can he still be our opponent?"

Unexpectedly, when she asked this question, Constantine and Batman were silent.

Konstantin put the fingertips of his two hands together, moved them slightly, and said, "...this question is worth discussing."

"If the holder of the cursed medium is really Schiller, we really can't let him hold this thing." Batman's eyes covered under the arch of his eyebrows, he said: "I doubt that he may not even know this How dangerous things are, because he, like me, knows almost nothing about the occult world."

Constantine thought for a while, nodded, and said, "That's right, Schiller may know that there has always been a mystic world that is affecting Gotham City, but he may not know what that thing is and where it is, maybe When he obtained the extremely evil curse, he didn't even realize that he had obtained it."

"Many items in the occult world have this nature. It is difficult for ordinary people to realize their danger after they get them."

"Don't most of the plots in the ghost movies you have seen originated from some cursed dolls, or objects haunted by ghosts?"

"In short, if the curse medium is really Schiller's umbrella..." Constantine concluded: "Then you better not expect me to ask Schiller for his umbrella, he can't give it to me, but... "

Constantine set his eyes on Batman, Batman looked back at him silently, Constantine stepped forward again, put his hand on Batman's shoulder and said: "Maybe you don't realize that you are in Schiller's heart." He is willing to spend so much time on your thesis, and he may also..."

"Impossible." Batman said with a blank face: "Haven't you found out yet? No one in this world is as important as that umbrella. No matter who asks him for an umbrella, the result is the same." of."

Constantine briefly recalled the process of his acquaintance with Schiller, and then recalled the gossip he heard from others, mainly referring to an unknown cryogenic scientist, an unknown restaurant owner , and the son of an unknown godfather.

Then, he nodded deeply, feeling that Batman was right, but soon, he touched his chin again and said:
"Since there is no way to ask for it directly, then we can find a way to trick him into bringing his umbrella. I am sure that I can get rid of the curse without destroying the umbrella itself. As long as I can trick him for two or three hours, everything will be resolved."

Batman's tone suddenly raised a bit, and he asked Constantine: "... how to lie?"

Constantine looked at Zatana again, and said, "This is not to mention the genius magician in front of us."

"Reintroduce, Zatana Zatara, magician, sorcerer, and more importantly, telekinetic, memory hacker."

Batman immediately turned his head to look at Zatana. Zatana rolled her eyes and understood Constantine's thoughts. She said, "Yes, head-to-head confrontation will always consume strength. If we fight with snipe and clam, we will be defeated by those black magicians." If the teacher took advantage of it, it would be bad."

"I do have a way to directly invade people's memory. At the same time, like some mysterious beings, I can also find the weakness in the memory and create an opportunity for the other party to compromise... Yes, that's right, just do it!"

Zatana was happy again, she walked to the helicopter, looked back at Konstantin and said:

"Well, your old-fashioned principles still have some effect. Let's go, let's find a safe place, directly enter the memory of that man named Schiller to hypnotize him, and let him put down the umbrella."

Constantine showed a smirk, and said, "Miss, you are a genius, you have a perfect plan, then you..."

He approached the hatch of the helicopter while talking, but the moment his hand touched the hatch, there was a "click", and the hatch was locked. Batman looked straight ahead and said expressionlessly:

"It's not you, it's us."

Constantine froze in place.

Soon, the wind picked up in Gotham, and at the end of the clouds, light was squeezed out from the gaps in the dark clouds, and when it was reflected on the ground, it carried the desolation that would disappear at any time.

Thin rain lines hit the helicopter's propeller, and the water vapor that rose up was like fog and cloud.

The helicopter gradually shrank into a black spot and flew towards the skyline, where there was a towering tower, looming in the depths of the fog and rain.

　Finally, the bats are going in too.
Hehe hehe

　
(End of this chapter)