Chapter 1125

Shiler and Jonathan walked into Jonathan's ward one after the other. Shiler sat on the chair and let out a long breath.

Jonathan laughed gloatingly. Shiler spread his hands and said very helplessly: "Where did so many little brats come from? Why do they have to go against me?"

"Have you ever thought, because you really look like you have... collection value." Jonathan raised an eyebrow, stared at Shiler, and said: "Or rather, your life has very high collection value."

"I have very..." Shiler repeated this sentence with a confused face, and then, suddenly, as if he thought of something, he widened his eyes and said: "Oh, by the way, I'm also a well-known psychologist."

Jonathan stood on the spot with his arms crossed, smiling, and said: "From the moment you cured Batman, you have been the most famous psychologist in the world."

"It looks like this group of brats who don't know the height of the sky and the thickness of the earth want to take you as their debut battle, hahahahahaha!" Jonathan was simply overjoyed. While laughing, he said: "Killing the most famous psychologist in the world is a quite valuable battle record for any serial killer. It seems that in the recent period of time, you will be very busy."

Jonathan walked to the opposite side of the table, sat down, looked at Shiler, and said: "Now, killing ordinary people can no longer satisfy those children whose hearts are higher than the sky. They want to kill another serial killer to prove that they are the most outstanding among us."

"However, this kind of person is not easy to find. Serial killers won't write that they are serial killers on their faces... Oh, sorry, I forgot, you wrote it on your face."

Shiler glared at him. Jonathan laughed twice more and said: "Or rather, as long as you spend a few dozen cents to buy a character magazine, you can see your resume, and then you will understand that you are simply a god-given target. It's already a miracle that you were only found by them now."

"That's just because ordinary serial killers can't enter Cat Getan." Shiler said unhappily: "This is also one of the purposes of my staying in Cat Getan. I'm really fed up with the clumsy tricks of this group of people. If it had to be performed several times every day, I would have been crazy long ago."

"Then what do you plan to do?" Jonathan asked.

Shiler sighed deeply, a trace of pain appeared on his face, and then he said: "Do you know? I'm rejoicing, fortunately they came late, otherwise, I would have to face their works and Bruce's thesis at the same time."

At the same time, on the roof of Wei En Hospital, a thin figure overlooked the night sky of Cat Getan. Soon, he fell like a meteor, chasing the smell of blood, and arrived on the street downstairs.

It wasn't difficult to chase someone who was injured and fleeing. Even if the murderer had anti-reconnaissance capabilities far exceeding ordinary people, Batman wasn't an ordinary policeman. His technical means and meticulous observation skills far exceeding ordinary people allowed him to lock onto the traces of the murderer who committed the crime in the hospital at the fastest speed.

It could be seen that the murderer was severely injured, so the traces near the hospital were very clear. However, it seemed he also had better treatment items. About one kilometer away from the hospital, the bloodstains almost disappeared.

Batman judged that the murderer must have a stronghold near the hospital. Otherwise, having suffered such a severe injury, he might as well lie in the hospital waiting for treatment. He dared to run, and was sure that he wouldn't lose his life, which meant that he could get treatment in time and was very confident in his treatment methods.

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Judging from the situation of the blood spray at the scene, Harley's shovel should have injured the artery of the thigh. This kind of injury couldn't be solved by ordinary bandaging methods. That is to say, the other party very likely had large medical equipment and even hired a doctor.

Batman fixed the search location within a 1.5-kilometer range of the hospital. At the same time, he highly suspected the dense residential area on the southeast side.

Wei En Hospital was located in a middle-class community, and on the southeast side of the hospital, there was a dense residential area that had just been developed and formed, used to deceive those suckers who thought they were middle-class. Because the construction conditions didn't meet the standards, except for the location advantage, it had no advantages at all, so the houses hadn't been sold out yet, and there were quite a few empty houses left there.

If one wanted to move some large equipment in there without alerting anyone, it would be the best choice. After all, as houses were sold one after another, they would naturally be renovated one after another. Trucks transporting furniture came and went, and transporting large items wasn't suspicious. Even if they showed their feet, it was impossible to tell who was renovating.

Following this line of thought, Batman arrived at this residential area. He believed that the murderer definitely didn't expect that he would suffer such a severe injury, so he didn't prepare tools to deal with gauze or other hemostatic props stained with a large amount of blood.

If he didn't deal with it, the room would naturally have a bloody smell. And if one wanted to deal with these things, there were many ways. But in Batman's view, this fledgling murderer would definitely choose a method that seemed safe but actually had the most flaws, and that was burning.

Many people felt that burning was the only answer to solve all flaws, but actually in the city, this was the most dangerous way. The fear of fire was engraved in the bones of human beings. Flames and smoke were very easy to arouse the alertness of others. The denser the crowd, the more so.

After turning around this residential area, Batman basically determined several points, most of which were places that seemed quiet, where no one passed by, and were also wind vents conducive to smoke dissipation. Sure enough, he discovered clues in one of the places.

The ashes had been completely dealt with, but this murderer forgot a very fatal point: smoke would blacken the wall above. Batman felt the wind direction, and sure enough, he discovered traces smoked by smoke under the curtains on the 2nd to 3rd floor on the right side.

Considering that the murderer was already injured, whether it was himself or he had an assistant, they should have taken the shortest route to deal with these things. Batman made a speculation and determined two buildings with the greatest possibility in the dense residential buildings.

The range was narrowed down to this extent, even if the exhaustive method was used, it would be fast. But Batman still mastered another clue, and that was that this murderer liked to do addition and was eager to wipe out all evidence.

Batman turned around in the lobby of the two buildings, and then chose the cleaner building. Sure enough, in front of a door on the 4th floor, he discovered a newly bought floor mat.

This mat didn't have any traces of being stepped on, and the sealing glue at the bottom didn't have any wear. But after lifting it, it was discovered that there were movement traces left by the previous floor mat on the ground, which meant that this floor mat was just changed.

Batman exited this building and then found the window where this room was located. After climbing up, he arrived at the balcony. He bent down and took a look inside, discovering that there was no movement.

After Batman pried open the lock and entered the room, he discovered that there were indeed no bloodstains here. It should have been carefully cleaned, but the equipment placed in the room couldn't be fake. This was the murderer's base.

It seemed he was very alert. Even if the injury wasn't light, he had to transfer overnight. Batman thought, although his modus operandi wasn't that crazy, he was still very cautious and not easy to deal with.

A more important point was that the equipment here was expensive. That is to say, he wasn't a civilian criminal, but a rich person, and very rich.

Batman found some materials on the table in the living room of this house. He guessed that this might have been deliberately left by the murderer. He wanted to be like other serial killers and carry out a crime notice.

Batman picked up that stack of materials and discovered that the first few pages were exactly the process of his committing the crime in the hospital.

Besides the photos of the hospital, there were also biographical materials of Dr. Richard. Many places were annotated, but in Batman's view, these thinking processes were meaningless.

If he focused his attention to look, it would only let this murderer succeed. The murderer put these things here just hoping that someone could appreciate his masterpiece.

In the current Batman's view, this level of case still needed case analysis and a crime notice for the next scene, which was a bit like installing an 8x scope on a water gun.

Batman flipped through these documents in a hurry and discovered that the showy components were too severe, which was not the process the murderer was thinking about at the time, so he didn't continue reading, but skipped quickly and flipped to the photo section.

The murderer took many photos of nearby residential buildings, photos of the hospital, and photos of Dr. Richard, and even included some nurses working in the hospital, taxi drivers who often waited for customers there, and even the gang leader in the area.

Batman flipped through these photos mechanically, his brain not thinking at all, until he saw the last photo.

That was a front-facing photo of Shiler.

This photo didn't look like it was taken by the murderer at all; it looked more like an official photo published in a magazine introducing academic achievements. And the material of the photo was also different from other photos; it wasn't washed and printed, but printed on a piece of white paper.

Batman looked at that piece of paper. He even had a feeling of wanting to laugh now.

He felt that the biggest mistake this murderer made was not sticking this piece of paper directly on Dr. Richard's forehead. Otherwise, now, he wouldn't have to run out in the middle of the night to blow the cold wind, but would already be by Aisha's bedside, telling her a story.

Batman put Shiler's photo back on the table and turned to leave. Why did he have to haggle with such a murderer?

Batman discovered that when he saw the murderer's next crime target was Shiler, he reconciled with this criminal. He had already targeted Shiler, what else could Batman say? He could only say, wish him success.

But just when Batman turned around and wanted to leave the room, a gust of wind blew in from the window he had just opened, blowing the piece of paper with Shiler's photo on it to the ground. Batman heard the movement and looked back, only to discover that there were several lines of text written on the back of the paper.

The murderer deliberately wrote the words crookedly, but Batman still read the content:

"The greatest psychologist in the world is like a rare gem that only has one piece, and also like the first piece of meat seen by a group of jackals who have been hungry for a winter."

"When I got the news from the newspaper, I knew that a carnival of hunting had begun! The craziest and most perverted serial murder case killers in the world are gathering towards this city, competing to see who can get this crown..."

"Batman, I know you are watching me, and you will continue to watch me—how I am crowned!"

The next morning, Shiler got up early and began to check the patients sent by Gordon one by one. He was like a quality inspector stamping pigs on an assembly line, constantly shouting: "Next!"

Until a familiar face appeared in front of him, Shiler looked up and saw Bruce's smile. At the same time, a form was handed in front of him.

"Good morning, Professor Shiler, I transferred back to the Psychology Department."