Chapter 3506: A Study of Cats and Dogs (65)

Victor stared dumbfoundedly at the little girl eating snacks while sitting on the sofa in Schiller's office.

"Where did you get another one?!"

That's right, this little girl is not Aisha. Aisha is sitting on the carpet next to her, unpacking the latest building block toy.

"What are you nervous about? It's not for you," Schiller was typing on the computer keyboard to reply to emails. A day had passed, and many emails from students had accumulated.

"But..."

"How is Billy?" Schiller asked.

"Not very good," Victor paused and said, "The examination results found that his bones were indeed affected. If this continues, he might develop bone cancer. I contacted Mrs. Shangdu of the Cat Getan Magic Academy, and we are trying to find a way."

"Have you decided to adopt him?"

"Yes, he's actually a pretty good kid. If it weren't for that damn old Shazam... forget it, don't mention it. If he dares to come, I'll blow his head off with an ice pick!"

Then, his gaze fell on the little girl again, and he said, "Who do you plan to give her to this time?"

Schiller shook his head and didn't speak, closed the computer first, then walked over, scooped Aisha up from the ground and put her on the sofa.

Aisha twisted, somewhat unwilling, but her attention was still on the toy in her hand. The other little girl was about the same age and size as her, only her eyes were green.

"Okay, Aisha. We have to take Betty for an examination. Take the toy, she might have to live there for a while."

Aisha nodded, stuffed the building blocks she had just unpacked back into the box, then stuffed the snacks they were eating into her small bag, and then carried the bag on her back.

She took the initiative to hold Betty's hand, led her away from Schiller's office. Schiller stood at the door and said to Victor, "Betty's mother divorced three months ago. Unfortunately, she was killed on the way to relax. The corpse has not been found yet."

"She witnessed the scene of her mother's death and stayed with the corpse for several days, suffering severe psychological trauma. Fortunately, this memory has been greatly blurred. She only knows that such a thing happened, but she can't remember the specific scene."

"Even so, her mental health is also a big problem. The police contacted all her relatives, but no one was willing to adopt her. And if she goes to an orphanage, there is obviously no condition for treatment and recovery."

"I contacted the local Child Protection Association, and they helped me handle the procedures. In the name of treatment, I took her here."

"What a terrible disaster," Victor sighed, "Are you planning to adopt her? But I'm afraid in terms of law..."

"No, there is someone else who wants to adopt her."

Speaking of this, Schiller's phone rang. He answered the phone:

"Hello? Mr. J'onzz?... You've already been there? Yes, I am on the way to take Betty to the hospital. If you want to see her, come to Arkham Mental Hospital. Maybe we can also talk about her adoption..."

After hanging up the phone, Victor looked at Schiller and said, "You really have already chosen the target. Who is it this time?"

"J'onn J'onzz. Martian Manhunter, and also a good police officer. I promised James to find him a good hand, so I can't be snatched away by the Metropolis Police Department."

"With you here, James really needs more good hands," Victor couldn't help but sigh.

Leaving the teaching building, Schiller found Aisha by the car in front of the door. She was carrying a small pink shoulder bag and was telling Betty about her big pink slide castle.

Betty is a very quiet little girl. It can be seen that she is not like this because of stimulation, but is relatively introverted by nature. When Aisha was talking, she just listened quietly and nodded from time to time.

Cat Getan lacks such children very much. Most of the children here are lively to death, even the new generation born in a relatively stable era are too energetic.

Schiller let the two get into the car, and then drove toward Arkham Mental Hospital.

Although there are many good hospitals in the city, Schiller is more familiar with Arkham Mental Hospital. And specialized hospitals can better deal with Betty's situation.

After arriving at the hospital, Schiller didn't go straight to his office, but walked through the process of registering and waiting for examination like an ordinary patient.

About ten minutes after they arrived, J'onn walked into the hospital gate and saw Schiller waiting in the lobby at a glance.

Schiller walked over and shook hands with J'onn and said, "Hello, Sheriff. It seems you and the Justice League talked well."

J'onn shook his head helplessly and said, "They insisted on holding a welcome party for me. I finally managed to get away."

Then he looked down at the little girl next to Schiller. Seeing that she was still healthy and mentally normal, J'onn breathed a sigh of relief.

"I didn't directly delete Betty's memory, but followed the law of human forgetting and accelerated her forgetting of that memory. But I still retained some blurred memories to prevent her from being confused."

"Yes, I also think this is the best method. However, it should still be checked by a professional psychiatrist. What do you think?"

"Of course," J'onn nodded. He walked toward Betty, but Betty seemed a bit afraid of him and took two steps back.

"You are too tall," Schiller said.

I don't know if J'onn misjudged the human body size when he landed on Earth. The John he turned into is a tough guy who is nearly two meters tall and full of muscles, just looking at him makes people feel full of pressure.

J'onn squatted down carefully, trying to communicate with Betty. And Schiller looked at his watch and said, "The time for the examination is coming, this is the registration form. You take her there, I still have to go to the office."

Then he exhorted Aisha: "Watch her well, if there is any situation, call me."

"Rest assured," Aisha nodded and said.

J'onn saw that Schiller was creating an opportunity for him to get along with Betty, so he stretched out three fingers very carefully and held Betty's hand and said: "Let's go, I'll take you for an examination."

After Schiller returned to his office, the first one to knock on the door was Brand. He walked in with a smile, only receiving a roll of eyes from Schiller.

"Published, this is for you," Brand handed over a book. Schiller glanced at it, and sure enough, it was "The Haze of Faraines."

After taking it, he didn't look at the content in front, but turned directly to the end. Sure enough, the part continued by the Joker was deleted, and the ending was changed to total annihilation. 【3506-

"I didn't expect Outer Gods to be so gifted when it comes to bragging. Do you guys still have the nerve to call humans arrogant?"

"I never said that," Brand said.

"How much did you pay Constantine for his manuscript?"

"I just gave him my phone number and that Trapezoid of Power," Brand said, spreading his hands.

"You gave him the Trapezoid of Power?" Schiller looked at Brand with some surprise. "Aren't you afraid he'll create a massive mess for you to clean up?"

"Considering he writes quite well, I don't mind cleaning up after him once."

"Then just wait to see that thing in Lucifer's house," Schiller said, moving the book further away, speechless.

"It wouldn't go that far, would it?" Brand narrowed his eyes.

"That's because you haven't experienced Constantine's power. If Lucifer comes charging in here cursing one day, I won't be helping you."

Brand came grinning and left worried.

Since moving to its new campus, Arkham Asylum could basically be called the largest and most professional psychiatric hospital on the entire East Coast.

After Cat Getan's climate improved, it also became the most famous convalescent center. The vast beach outside was full of people sunbathing.

Schiller's office remained the same; after all, it had already been renovated once before. There was no need to renovate it again after just a few years.

However, with the popularization of electronic equipment, it was now equipped with a computer, a printer, and a fax machine. A television for displaying information was also mounted on the wall outside the door.

Schiller finished replying to his last few emails on the computer here, and finding that Aisha still hadn't contacted him, he logged back into a real estate website and began browsing.

The Great Depression was still ongoing. On Diamond Street, Cat Getan's largest financial center, there were "human kites" every day, and the real estate market had crashed severely. Schiller didn't even want to see what price his own house had fallen to now.

But the good news was that his manor in the West District had been bought by Harley and turned into the base for the Young Avengers, at a pretty good price. This left Schiller with a large sum of spare cash on hand.

The Great Depression would end sooner or later, and with the arrival of the new millennium, the economy would see another takeoff. Now was the best time to make some investments.

Schiller's investment tendencies were quite conservative, so even though he came from a later era in his previous life, he wouldn't use his money to speculate on stocks. After all, the two worlds had differences in every aspect, and stock trends were not the same.

Some purely financial products weren't very reliable either. In the current market, investing money anywhere wasn't as reliable as buying a house.

Cat Getan's land prices would rise sooner or later, and they would definitely reach the highest level in the world in the 21st century. Because that was how New York was. As the night to New York's day, Cat Getan would inevitably be the same.

Schiller already had a residence he was satisfied with in every aspect, and he wouldn't be moving in the short term. So, he planned to buy a storefront in the central area, preferably one with two floors. That way, he would have a place to stay when he was active downtown.

As for what kind of shop to open, Schiller hadn't decided yet. But it was best to be a shop that was quiet, had few customers, and wouldn't disrupt his rhythm of teaching during the day and playing cards after work.

In that case, a bookstore seemed best. But alas, looking at the situation of the bookstore opened by Zatanna and Constantine, one knew that opening such a shop would lead to starvation sooner or later.

While browsing the real estate pages, Schiller suddenly discovered a good target. In downtown Cat Getan, on Dusan Flower Avenue, sandwiched between the Rotary and Diamond Street, a small two-story building was up for auction.

It used to be a magazine office, but it seemed that due to the impact of the Great Depression, it could no longer stay in business. So the entire building was being sold off. Although the price was high, because it had been renovated just a year ago, the cost-performance ratio was actually quite good.

Most importantly, the decoration was a very unique English Tudor style. The sample showroom on the first floor had a huge grid-patterned stained-glass floor-to-ceiling window, said to have been shipped from an English manor, which looked very eye-catching on the whole street.

One of the photos greatly attracted Schiller's attention. On a sunny Cat Getan afternoon, sunlight spilled through the huge grid windows onto the dark oak floor inside, like a river under the sunset in the eyes of a tipsy person, staining the interior with a retro, hazy atmosphere.

Just as Schiller zoomed in on the photo to see the details, his phone rang. Schiller picked it up and saw it was a call from Gordon.

"A big guy named J'onn J'onzz came to the police station to ask about work. Is he the good hand you mentioned before?"

"Yes, his experience is quite rich. His physique is also very strong, very suitable to be the captain of the field team. We have already prepared to hire him. And he also consulted me about buying a house and such; it seems he is prepared to stay long-term."

"Good. As agreed, I've transferred the headhunter fee to you. Remember to check it. Come to the station to play cards when you have time. Goodbye."

(End of Chapter)