Chapter 2323

Bruce arrived very quickly.

"Good evening, professor."

Schiller nodded.

"He came exceptionally early today," Gordon handed the hot tea in his hand to Bruce and said, "He hasn't been this active for a long time. It seems he is very interested in these cases."

Bruce thought, sure enough, Schiller knew he was going to act early, and even judged the specific time point. Otherwise, it would be impossible to put down everything in his hands and rush over immediately.

And Schiller was thinking, then I am too active. If I didn't run over from thousands of miles away to add some trouble for you, you would really think you are a great detective who can call someone who is sleeping soundly at 9 o'clock in the middle of the night.

Schiller said nothing, turned his head to look at the corpse.

Bruce also looked at the corpse. His first reaction was that he definitely didn't leave any clues sufficient for tracking. Batman is the greatest detective in the world, which means he must also be the most brilliant criminal in the world. As long as he doesn't want to, no one can find any clues in the scene he handled.

But in fact, ordinary police investigation techniques aren't that brilliant. The vast majority of serial killers who can remain at large for a long time can manage not to leave clues. This isn't the point.

"Who do you think the murderer is?" Schiller asked.

Bruce paused in his heart, swallowing the words that were about to blurt out. He really didn't expect Schiller to ask this question first.

Sure enough, all exams in the world test what you don't know and don't test what you know. Shouldn't the first question be who the victim is? Reasoning also has to follow basic laws. How can one directly push who the murderer is after looking at the scene for less than two minutes?

This completely disrupted Bruce's rhythm, but he was worthy of being Batman, instantly adjusting his state, and said, "This has to start from the victim's identity..."

Schiller nodded. He thought, at least the long-winded reasoning that occupies 80% of the comic's layout is still coming. He didn't like watching this part the most in his previous life; it tired his eyes.

Schiller closed his brain, skip.

By the time he recovered consciousness again, Gordon and Bruce were both looking at him. Schiller nodded and said, "But you haven't answered my question yet."

He didn't even have to look or think, and he knew that the segment just now definitely didn't have any important information. Otherwise, Gordon would definitely have given him a cue.

"Since the tattoo has already been used to know the murderer comes from Mexico, then we have to connect him with the tragedy that happened on the cruise ship before..."

Continue to skip.

Soon Schiller recovered consciousness again, and the two continued to stare at him. Schiller nodded again.

Bruce's heart sank to the bottom. He really shouldn't have made the background information of the Mexican culture of the totem source too detailed. This segment was really too long, and there was also the investigation of the background information and personnel distribution of the Penitence Cartel.

Citing too many conclusions from the FBI. This bunch of FBI doesn't do any serious business every day. In order to make up the word count for files, they use all kinds of means.

Bruce suspected that some of the Penitence Cartel he investigated were actually made up by the FBI to deal with superiors. He knew Schiller understood the FBI very well. Could it be that he heard it?

Damn FBI, he wouldn't be surnamed Wayne if he didn't slash a knife on the military budget artery next year.

Must steer the topic back to the main point. This step must be careful. Bruce reminded himself in his heart, don't talk about any doctoral application. If he is exposed by being too hasty, Gordon will have to handcuff him.

"Look at the corpse's posture again," Bruce said, trying to be calm, "The murderer arranged him like this, it must not be aimless. This has a relationship with the victim's identity and the murderer's intention..."

It's not that Schiller wants to continue to click skip, but he is really sleepy. Heaven has pity, it's already past 11 o'clock in the middle of the night. Greed, who is accustomed to going to bed early and getting up early, thinks he must have left his soul at home.

By the time he recovered consciousness again, he discovered that his silence seemed to be a bit long, so there was no way to judge from Gordon and Bruce's state whether they had said any key information.

Forget it, let's make the problem simpler, Schiller sighed in his heart. Where do these Cat Getan people have so many detours to take? Sure enough, charging by the hour is correct. New Yorkers talk to him in a race against time and never talk nonsense.

"Murderer's name." Schiller only said one sentence.

Bruce's heart was beating like a drum, almost jumping out of his chest. He couldn't feel any attitude from Schiller, didn't know if he knew in advance, if he noticed in the process, if he had already realized.

In the future, no matter how the children study, it's fine as long as they are happy and healthy, Bruce thought. This exam thing is really too annoying.

"Amanda Waller," Bruce spat out this name as if he were ready to die, and said the final key information, "She called me after coming back. The Penitence Cartel has a thousand threads and ten thousand threads of connection with her parents' death."

Wouldn't it have been fine to say this sentence earlier? Schiller thought helplessly in his heart. A spy head killed a member of a drug trafficking organization for private revenge. If he had said this sentence first, he would have been home sleeping now.

But Schiller hadn't forgotten what he came here for. If he let them find the murderer and close the case so easily, what would be called adding trouble?

"Are you sure?" The questioning tone was quite obvious.

Bruce and Gordon both skipped a beat in their hearts.

"There are accomplices," Bruce had to throw out another chess piece and said, "Judging from the crime scene, it wasn't completed by one person."

"Then who is he?"

Too sharp, Bruce thought. This kind of continuous questioning is really too hard to deal with. Bruce took a deep breath and said, "The evidence that can be used for judgment is too little, need to continue investigation."

"Hmm, continue."

Knew it wouldn't be that simple. Bruce knew he finally used the language he organized.

"There is no doubt that this person isn't an ordinary criminal, nor a super-criminal. He is a serial killer and a mental pervert. He arranged the corpse like this, it must be because he has a unique meaning he wants to express."

"This kind of person usually uses a way that ordinary people can't understand to talk to this world. This corpse is obviously the channel for his dialogue. The reason why it's called dialogue is because the ritual atmosphere of the crime scene is quite heavy."

"The sacrifice is slaughtered, arranged in a beautiful way, placed on a tray for display. This is like a ritual, but display isn't the point, because the corpse isn't facing us. All organs that can be used to display emotions are facing upward, showing that the murderer isn't showing it to us, but to God."

"He is a theist, believing there are gods in heaven, and the only channel to communicate with gods is sacrifice, which is through displaying sinners to God to obtain God's pity."

"Nonsense," Schiller evaluated.

Bruce was silent.

Joke, Schiller thought, if I don't interrupt you, how can you witness what is real nonsense?

Schiller opened his mouth and said, "Sacrifice is obviously not the theme of this murder. You feel this way because the murderer makes you feel this way. He spent his heart and blood to arrange a ritual scene, wanting to show this place as the result of a pious believer's mental confusion."

"In fact, he is neither pious nor mentally confused. He is very shrewd and holds a pessimistic attitude toward the cause and result of this case, a kind of Hegelian pessimism, that is, believing that the essence of all tragedies in this world is the self-division and reconciliation of ethics."

Gordon had already started not to understand, and Bruce was recalling what Hegel's tragedy theory was. As expected, he remembered every word, but it wasn't easy to understand when combined.

"This murder theme is 'Antigone.' There is no doubt that either the murderer is a fanatical advocate of Hegelian aestheticism, or he is practicing suchism with his own body."

"What is that?" Gordon asked somewhat blankly.

"A princess buried her traitorous brother regardless of the king's prohibition and was executed by the king. The stubborn and rigid king also ended up with his family broken," Bruce summarized.

But he really didn't see what relationship this murder case had with this story. He swore that when he was playing with the corpse, he didn't think about Hegel for half a moment.

"Tragic conflict has unavoidable inevitability and sociality," Schiller threw out another theory and said, "Both sides of the conflict are achieving their own ethical requirements in a one-sided way. The princess didn't want her brother to die in the wild, which was a requirement of family ethics and morality, but burying her brother obviously violated national ethics and morality. It was such an ethical and moral conflict that led to the occurrence of this tragedy."

"This tragedy is bound to happen, because the princess's personality is like this. She is close to the people she trusts, and will fight for a good destination for them at all costs, and she will not yield to power until death."

"And the king's personality is also like this. He rules the country by power and doesn't allow anyone to disobey. The king's duty requires him to regulate the behavior of his relatives with power."

"So as long as they both exist, this tragedy is bound to happen. In Hegelian aestheticism, inevitability is an extremely important attribute, almost representing the entire tragic aesthetics of this kind. The most beautiful part of tragedy is that it changes with the era, what should happen will happen, never avoided, never improved."

"Raising all of this to a broader level, we can know that all this absurdity is reasonable, because all kinds of ethical morality are the result of social development. From the social level, it is bound to require this."

"Contradictory but reasonable, this is the explanation given by Hegelian tragic aesthetics for the development of individual personality and social ethical requirements at the micro and macro levels."

"Then what does this have to do with this case?" Gordon asked confusedly.

What does it have to do with it? Schiller snorted coldly in his heart. The biggest relationship between these two things recognized by academia so far is that phone call you chose to make to me at 9 o'clock in the middle of the night.

Confused, right? It's right to be confused, because this theory was thought of by him within three seconds before opening his mouth, and it has nothing to do with this case.

But you should also be glad, Schiller thought. You know to ask if you don't understand, and you are just confused, while the greatest detective in the world behind you has already started to feel that it's not that I analyzed wrongly, but that he murdered wrongly.

Yes, Schiller already knows who the murderer is, but it's not through any reasoning at all, but directly asking the Gray Mist. The Gray Mist judged that the factors sticking to Bruce and those flowing in the corpse's blood are exactly the same.

Schiller thought, Cat Getan has problems, don't always look for reasons on Cat Getan. Who is a good person who spends three hours in the middle of the night gathering to play detective games?