Chapter 1248: Lone Shadow Becomes a Pair (5)

"What I really want to ask you is, what is 'hatred'?"

"Yours or his?"

"For all murderers."

Schiller raised his head slightly and said: "Then it's really hard for you to move the interrogation room here."

"Gordon, turn up the temperature." Batman turned his head and said.

"But the corpse..."

"Never mind the corpse." Schiller shook his head gently.

Standing between the two, Gordon felt that their atmosphere was very strange.

Now there was a fact that was obvious to all three, which was that the cold storage door was locked. So the question was, who was the judge? And who was the criminal?

On the surface, the interrogator was of course Batman, who invited the guest into the urn. His only purpose in leading Schiller here was to make Schiller answer his questions in an uncomfortable environment to improve the accuracy of the answer, and ordinary people called this interrogation.

But Schiller didn't show any anger. Not only did he not show anger at the act of deception and calculation, but he also didn't show discomfort at the state of getting colder and colder, although this professor's body was feeling uncomfortable.

Gordon could clearly see that Schiller was shivering. Before the door was closed, the temperature of the cold storage didn't drop, and when the cold storage was completely airtight, the cooling effect was first-class. Obviously, this professor didn't handle the cold well.

"Usually, I don't kill because of hatred, because for me, the impulse to kill doesn't come from emotion, but from instinct. There is no switch in my body that will bite people when pressed, but some people have it."

"So the murderer is not the same kind of person as you." A very standard affirmative sentence, appearing exceptionally honest.

"For some people, some words cannot be mentioned. Once the switch is pressed, they will immediately turn red, their thoughts will unconsciously go to the path of violence, and their minds will be filled with terrible ideas of destroying everything."

"This is a kind of hatred, but it is not ordinary hatred. It is not hating a certain person, but hating a concept. Everyone involved in this concept will become the object of his attack."

"Hatred is a very simple emotion, but the concepts hated by this type of people are different, and the causes are also very complex. Childhood trauma, mental weaknesses, or things they don't have, but most of the time, it is the combination of all these that constitutes hatred."

"I take back what I said before." Schiller repeated what Batman said, and then continued: "Your hatred and his hatred are essentially no different. There is no need to talk about them separately. Therefore, if you can understand your hatred, you can understand his."

Batman changed his face for the first time. That kind of dark storm was about to spread, but suddenly, everything stopped. The room instantly returned to calm. Batman stared into Schiller's eyes and said: "It seems that you don't just look at faces for corpses."

Schiller laughed low. Gordon was terrified by his laughter, but Batman looked at Gordon and asked: "You said Erem established a charity fund to help orphans, what are the specific details?"

"Uh, what specific details can this have? Don't all charity funds in the world look the same? Oh, wait, Erem's orphan rescue charity fund seems to be really a bit different, not entirely used for tax avoidance."

"Some time ago, the newspaper publicized that he found new families for three homeless children, and posted photos of foster parents and foster children on the front page of the newspaper. You know, it's the kind of family of three smiling with teeth exposed taken on the green grass next to Blüdhaven."

Gordon's face appeared a trace of hesitation. He said: "Of course, of course we all know he is grandstanding, but at least it can be considered helping three children. Even if they can't all get along happily with their foster parents, at least they don't have to be rained on for a few days."

Batman narrowed his eyes slightly, and then cast his gaze on Schiller. He was guessing whether Schiller's ability to look at faces was even stronger than he thought. How did Schiller see his hatred?

"Are you satisfied with this answer?" Schiller asked.

Batman silently put his hand to his collar, then took off the cape behind him, placed one hand in the middle of the cape, folded the cape, then took the soft cloth ball in his hand, and handed it to Schiller.

Batman looked at the suit on Schiller and said:

"Cashmere and silk, smooth but not warm enough. Next time I will consider musk ox hair."

"Not bat fabric?"

"You are not a bat."

"Thank you, but I won't dismantle the shock device."

Schiller looked at Batman calmly. Batman always felt that the voice of the man in front of him seemed to be shrouded in a layer of blurry thick fog, just like the stained glass behind the pulpit of Cat Getan Cathedral at noon, which could set off more darkness from the bright and beautiful.

Batman withdrew his hand smoothly, gently opened the cape, and put it back on himself.

Interestingly, this short confrontation did not bring more hostility to the atmosphere between the two sides, and everything returned to normal.

In the theater, Harley, lying on the back of the chair, blinked her eyes gently and said: "Alright, now it's my turn not to understand. Batman wants to attack Schiller, right? For example, wanting to shock him unconscious, although we all know this won't work, but such an aggressive behavior, isn't Schiller angry?"

"Have you all noticed a problem?" Constantine tapped his fingers on his knees and said, "Their maturity lies in the fact that they do not allow the imaginary attacks in their minds to influence their judgment of facts."

Diana, sitting in the seat at the very edge, said: "They shielded their crisis intuition and communicated in the most purely rational posture. This is a very, very difficult thing. When humans feel threatened, they will subconsciously show aggressiveness. This is the instinct of biological self-protection."

"I feel tired just watching." Clark shook his head and said: "They restrain their human nature too severely, which can be said to be very excessive. Like two emotionless logic machines, in the process of testing, they only judge the other party's attitude with rational judgment, without mixing any personal emotions, just like a bystander."

"This is what I said, they didn't destroy their emotions, they just condensed intense emotions into something higher, looking down on others, and looking down on themselves." Greedy opened his mouth.

"People often say that the end of rationality is sensibility, and the motivation of all rational logical analysis in the end is emotion. But the end of sensibility can also be rationality. The intense emotions that are accumulated make their souls float above their heads, not two people who hate each other, but calm and composed gods."

"I don't want to be such a god, I just think they are sick." Clark said.

"God thinks so too." Lucifer said.

"Commissioner Gordon, I am a stranger who just came here recently, so I have something to ask for your help." In the cold storage, Schiller turned to look at Gordon.

Gordon shook his head gently, pressed the button on the wall, the cold storage door opened, he made a gesture of invitation, and then said: "It's really a bit cold here, let's talk outside."

A few minutes later, Schiller sat in the reception room of Cat Getan Police Station with a cup of hot coffee. He blew gently at the mouth of the cup, and the fingers of his other hand slowly opened, and said:

"... That's it, I need a temporary place to stay, a house for me to stay, renting or buying is fine."

Gordon sat opposite him, revealed a smile, and said: "Of course no problem, I am very happy to help a gentleman like you. I hope your profound knowledge can add color to the culture of this city."

Then he revealed a somewhat embarrassed expression and said: "But I don't know if those secular shacks standing in the market and chaotic can meet your needs..."

"I am more used to living away from the crowd, because..."

"Because it's convenient to dispose of corpses."

Batman broke the harmonious dialogue atmosphere between Gordon and Schiller with another affirmative sentence.

Thus, Schiller turned around, crossed the sofa to look at Batman who was fiddling with a crystal cup in front of the bookshelf, and said: "So the detective who likes to use startling words to attract others' attention is here, which is really surprising."

Batman didn't care, just opened his mouth and said: "I will find you a house, in Kazsowo not far from Cat Getan River, a separate three-story mansion. The former owner was a member of the Spanish royal family. The balcony on the 3rd floor is close to the river, and opposite is the viewing walkway of Cat Getan's rich area."

"Then I can just go out ten minutes early, walk to the opposite side to hunt, and then throw the prey down from the balcony on the 3rd floor. The next morning, the corpse will float to the downstream of Cat Getan River, your first stop of patrol."

Schiller continued very fluently. He took a sip of hot coffee, let his body warm up, then let out a satisfied sigh, shook his head gently and said:

"But unfortunately, the rich people taking a walk after meals, the harmonious and loving family of three, and the lively pet dog will not arouse my hatred or desire to kill, but I do need such a house. Can I go and see my future place to stay?"

After speaking, Schiller stood up directly and buttoned his suit, looking ready to go. Batman didn't show any impatient mood. One or two tests didn't even count as the beginning for him. He just nodded calmly and said: "Gordon, is your car still parked in the old place?"

Gordon didn't answer, just watched the two leave. Obviously, Batman still didn't use a question. He didn't need to borrow car keys, and didn't need to ask where Gordon's car was parked.

At the same time, Gordon also knew what he should do next. After so many years of cooperation with Batman, he knew his old friend's hints too well. Batman could have continued to drive his Batmobile, but he didn't do so, which meant Gordon should do something.

Sure enough, after Batman got into the car, he saw information about Erem's charity foundation in the passenger seat.

It was written on it that Erem had selected two boys and one girl from three orphanages in Cat Getan to find new families for them.

But just as Gordon said, this was just a grandstanding. Among the three children, two children had already returned to the orphanage because they didn't get along well with their new families and were returned.

Batman drove while moving his gaze to the information of the last girl, and gently read her name: "Mnemosyne."

"Out of nostalgia for the early meeting,

Only the goddess Mnemosyne

Floated to comfort his distress.

Thus this lover of Apollo

In the silent forest of Mount Helicon,

Dedicated a joyful fruit."

Schiller read a poem in a light tone like singing. Batman put down the information, turned his head slightly to look at him and said: "You like Russian literature?"

"Just this name reminded me of this poem, Mnemosyne, the goddess of memory, writing, and language in Greek mythology, so she was uniquely favored by Pushkin."

Batman blinked slightly faster. The shadow cast by his eyelashes made his deep blue eyes become more turbid. He looked up at the mirror above his head and just happened to meet Schiller's gray eyes. At the moment of eye contact, both of them moved their eyes away with mutual understanding.

Soon, the car drove to the target location. This was an old residential area on the east bank of Cat Getan River, not a rich area, nor a middle-class community, but it didn't reach the level of a slum. It was just an activity area left by European rich people who came to Cat Getan to invest in the early years. Most of them were public buildings, such as clinics, shops, and dance halls.

But later, the development of the west bank was better, and all the new rich people moved to the opposite side, so this community was in a semi-abandoned state, and the south side was also connected to communities with poor public security, so there were not many residents.

Walking through a thin alley to the river bank, and walking forward along the walkway for a while, they came to the door of this house. This was an independent three-story mansion, without a front yard similar to a manor, so there was no fence and gate, just three steps and a small porch.

Turning right along the porch was the garage. Judging from the structure of the house, there should be a larger garage or warehouse at the back.

Schiller raised his head, looked at the paint on the outer wall. This was not a very old house, although it had been built for some years, it couldn't compare with his previous manor.

Schiller looked down at the metal doorknob and took a step back to give Batman a way.

Batman didn't walk up, just stood under the steps, looked at Schiller and said: "The door is not locked."

"But I really won't dismantle the shock device." ===== CHAPTER 1249 =====