Chapter 310

Constantine slowly raised his hands. Even though he knew that what was pressing against his back was just the tip of an umbrella, he still didn't move.

He looked up at the ceiling and tried to use this posture to continue leaning backward to see the person behind him clearly, and then he was whipped on the shoulder by the umbrella. Constantine let out a cry of pain, then turned to look at Shiler.

His gaze was somewhat confused, seemingly not understanding why Shiler had taken the umbrella back. Shiler, while organizing the umbrella, said: "That Batman and Gordon won't be able to find this place for a while. Since there is no one else, we don't have to pretend anymore."

"Tell me, what exactly did you come to Gotham for?"

Before Constantine could speak, Shiler took a small medicine bottle out of his pocket and threw it to Constantine. Constantine caught it with his hand, brought it before his eyes, and stared carefully at the ingredient list on it. After just one look, he showed a smile and said: "This is good stuff. It seems we two are people of the same path..."

As he spoke, he unscrewed the bottle cap and couldn't wait to pour a few pills into his mouth. Shiler, while walking toward the table in the basement, said: "You don't have to hide the pills in your sleeves. There is no poison in there; they are just ordinary pain-relieving drugs."

The two walked to the pool table in the basement. Constantine pretended to be relaxed and said: "I just feel that the following conversation is not suitable to be conducted in a high state."

"Then give the medicine back to me. That's good stuff. More importantly..." As he spoke, Shiler sized up Constantine and seemed to imply: "... It's fast-acting."