Chapter 3769

The Wei En Building where Batman is located is a building built when the Waynes were still alive. After many years, it also looks a bit old. So starting a few years ago, Elliott was preparing for the construction of a new Wei En building. The new building was completed recently, and he invited partners to attend the celebration banquet for the completion. It was at this banquet that a corpse fell from the sky, disrupting all his arrangements.

This seemingly completely unimportant little person is like the first grain of sand that fell when a mudslide broke out. Since then, everything has deviated from the predetermined track, and it is the same for everyone.

The death of the assassin of the League of Assassins cast a shadow over the cooperation between Elliott and Talia. Because they suspected it was the Court of Owls who did it, Elliott didn't cooperate with the Court of Owls in private as in the original work. It even affected Jason's attitude toward him. Everything after that collapsed in a very short time, simply like a dream made at dawn.

Elliott was stupid and couldn't see the true meaning of this murder case. But Batman is not stupid. Even if the dominoes have already fallen all over the floor, he still has to go see what pushed down the first card.

Although the new Wei En Building has been completed, it has not officially moved in yet. Elliott's death delayed the progress of the move. Only the banquet hall prepared for the banquet has some traces of liveliness. But when Batman arrived, the brightness of the past was no longer there, leaving only chaotic fragments sinking into the darkness.

Batman turned on the lights, but the scene in the banquet hall was still desolate. Because a murder case occurred, the guests were chaotic when they left, the overturned cups and plates were not cleaned up, and the food and drinks were not cleaned up very cleanly, emitting a corrupt smell in the banquet hall.

The yellow police tape left when the police came was scattered on the ground. The footprints nearby were as lush as new buds on the branches in March: stumbling men, ladies in high heels, police pacing back and forth...

Batman walked around, and the scene when the banquet happened appeared in his mind in every detail. Then he stood directly under the ceiling and looked up. Within the range of his vision, the most eye-catching thing was the huge chandelier hanging on the ceiling upstairs. When it lit up, it was as bright as a flame from the sun.

Batman walked slowly upstairs along the spiral staircase next to it. There are two corridors upstairs, one to the south and one to the north. Both sides of the south corridor are lounges, while the north corridor is a reception room.

The floor upstairs is covered with carpets, which look very flat, with no footprints or bloodstains. There are two possibilities for this: either the victim didn't die in the room in the corridor, but died directly next to the ceiling and fell down as soon as he died; or the other party didn't drag the corpse, but hugged it and threw it down.

Batman was thinking when Talia called him. Batman pressed the earpiece answer button, and Talia's voice came from the opposite side: "Got the police's autopsy report. The cause of death is very ordinary, attacked from the front, dagger straight into the heart, one blow to kill."

"Are there any signs of struggle?"

"...... No."

Talia's tone also changed. She realized this was not normal, because if it was a stab from the front, the victim must have seen the murderer. The assassins of the League of Assassins are not ordinary people, it is impossible for them to have no power to resist at all. Even if they had already been stabbed, they should have struggled.

Batman had already patrolled several rooms upstairs at this time, but there were no problems here. The furniture was neatly placed, there were no messy footprints on the floor, and no bloodstains, as if nothing had happened. This proves that the assassin died silently.

If it were a sneak attack from behind, there would be a few possibilities. But since the wound appeared on the front, the situation became very suspicious.

"Is there an analysis report on body fluids?" Batman asked.

Talia was silent for a while and then said: "I didn't see it, maybe they put it somewhere else. I'll go find it."

"It might be hard to find. Send it to the Wei En Group's laboratory after sampling." Batman said.

Talia agreed. Batman wanted to say something else, but suddenly heard movement downstairs. The other party's route of action was basically the same as his, and after entering the door, he began to search downstairs. From the sound of footsteps, it could be judged that the other party was not strong, but had undergone training. Batman stood above the ceiling, looked down, and saw a green-haired figure.

"Is it Joker Batman?" Batman began to think, "Is he also here to search for evidence? Who would he suspect?"

Immediately after, another sound of footsteps appeared. Batman didn't even need to listen carefully to know it was Schiller. This made him breathe a sigh of relief. If Schiller appeared here now, it would prove that he didn't kill Jason Todd and turn him into a work of art. What good news.

But the situation downstairs also made Batman a bit nervous, because he heard Joker Batman take out a gun, and the gun was loaded.

Batman's nervousness was mainly because he didn't know who to help if the two of them fought. Helping Schiller fight Joker would make himself look too evil, and helping Joker fight Schiller would be too weird for Batman.

And what Batman was most worried about: the two of them joining forces to fight him after discovering him.

"...... I think I can explain." Schiller's voice came intermittently, still light and slow, making people feel very sleepy. He continued, "I am very sorry for the attack in the police station that day, but that was you who acted first. If it weren't for your interrogation and forced confession, I wouldn't have taken violent means to escape."

"Do you want to say this person wasn't killed by you?"

"Of course it wasn't me. When you took everyone to the police station, you didn't manage to convict anyone. Although I attacked the police and escaped from prison, it cannot prove that I am the murderer. And the fact is, in the subsequent autopsy and investigation, you didn't find the murderer either."

"Are you here to show off to me? Just like those idiots who, after committing a crime, are confident that the police can't find the murderer, but insist on crowding around the police to show off their intelligence."

"I have absolutely no such intention." Schiller's voice sounded very sincere, and he said, "I am not emphasizing that there is no evidence; I just want to convince you to believe that I am not the murderer."

"You probably have to go to the police station to say that."

Joker Batman walked closer and closer, suddenly picked up a chair, and smashed it toward Schiller. Schiller dodged sideways and kicked the hand of Joker Batman holding the gun. Unfortunately, the police gun was connected to the belt with a safety rope, so although the gun fell, it didn't fly out. And Joker Batman didn't choose to fire.

Batman watched them fight upstairs. From the previous words and their current movements, it could be seen that they had fought before.

When confronting at the police station, Joker Batman knew that this person was not very afraid of handguns. Handgun bullets hit him, causing limited lethality, but might make him more and more crazy.

Joker Batman loaded the handgun just to confuse Schiller, letting Schiller feel he would fire, so he would put his attention on the gun in the first place. And Schiller directly went to kick his arm, also to numb Joker Batman, letting Joker Batman feel he was indeed afraid of the gun.

Unfortunately, Joker Batman didn't fall for it and didn't try to pick up the gun again, but started to fight Schiller head-on. The fighting style of this Joker was obviously much stronger than the crazy windmill punches of other Jokers; he had undergone professional training and fought with a lot of method.

But unfortunately, he still couldn't beat Schiller. The gap in strength was relatively large, and the reaction speed was also a bit worse. The chair thrown by Joker was easily dodged by Schiller; when Schiller smashed down with a chair, Joker Batman couldn't dodge it, but was smashed to the ground and couldn't climb up for a long time.

Looking at Joker who fell to the ground, Schiller picked up the chair, straightened it, and used the four legs of the chair to trap Joker's neck and shoulders, making him unable to stand up smoothly. One leg bent and pressed on the chair, looking down at Joker.

"You must be very strange, why I don't kill you. In your eyes, a serial killer like me wouldn't let you go twice in a row. But I won't kill you, just like I won't kill an assassin."

"Cough cough...... Why?"

"This is very difficult for me." Schiller said a sentence that had no beginning or end, then got up from the chair, sighed, and said, "Chasing me has no meaning, instead it might let the real murderer go unpunished."

Joker Batman was silent and didn't speak. Batman heard his resistance from this silence. To be honest, Batman didn't approve of this rhetoric of Schiller either. In the banquet hall murder case, Schiller's suspicion was indeed very high.

He shouldn't have appeared at this banquet, but he came, and after being taken back to the police station, he attacked the police and escaped. If it weren't for the fact that the Gotham Police Department's forces were intricate and extremely inefficient, they should have already issued a wanted warrant to search for him throughout the city.

Batman suspected that the police department might indeed want to do so, but were blocked by some people. It is very likely to be Schiller's later partner, Cobblepot. This wouldn't take much effort, after all, there was no very conclusive evidence.

So the key is actually in the evidence. Batman sized up the space upstairs. The fact that there were no signs of struggle was indeed strange, which proved that the victim was completely unable to resist when he was injured.

The assassins of the League of Assassins are not ordinary people. They only focus on mission targets and will not easily talk to anyone, nor will they do anything extra, such as eating and drinking, so it is very difficult to be paralyzed, and it is even more impossible to be hypnotized. So it is very difficult to make him fall into this state of being unable to resist.

After investigating the crime scene, Schiller's suspicion dropped again. Because although he had great strength and could completely kill the assassin of the League of Assassins, it was very difficult to do so without making a sound or leaving any traces.

Laughing's suspicion rose, because he came early enough, and the metal visor possessed the ability to forcibly modify brain waves, which could make the assassin of the League of Assassins have no power to fight back without any effort.

But Batman knew that it was indeed the case just from the perspective of evidence. But if psychology were added, then Laughing's suspicion was also very low. Because he wouldn't kill so cleanly, stabbing a knife into the heart was too old-fashioned in his view. If it were really done by Laughing, he would try every possible way to show how powerful his method of killing was, wishing to carve flowers on every fold of the large intestine, and the corpse would definitely be full of traces of such pretentious abuse.

If it were neither Schiller nor Laughing, it would prove that there was another person watching Elliott in the dark, and he was very likely to have been plotting for a long time, just to kill many birds with one stone with a corpse at the banquet.

Talia's voice came from the earpiece again:

"The analysis results of body fluids are out." Talia said, "A large amount of drug residue was detected. Someone injected him with some kind of poison, causing him to completely lose the ability to resist."

"Can you find out what kind of poison it is?"

"The reading of the equipment is very strange, I cannot judge for the time being. I will send it to you, you find a chemical expert to take a look."

Batman picked up his phone, saw the series of data Talia sent, and slowly frowned. He was not unfamiliar with the data shown by the chemical analysis results. In their universe, this poison is called—fear toxin.