Chapter 3837: The Nameless Bat (18)

Seeing Natasha widened her eyes and ran out of the room quickly. Schiller followed behind her. When Wonder Woman also wanted to run out, that silvery-white barrier blocked her. She angrily hammered the barrier, but only stirred up a layer of ripples.

After she found that she couldn't break through this barrier, she could only pace anxiously in the room. She even had the thought of hoping someone could come to save her for the first time, but then thought that everyone should go save Batman. So although she wanted to go out very much, she didn't make any more noise, fearing that she would draw others' attention to herself.

Medical Center. Watching Bruce Wei En being slowly pushed into the ward by doctors, Luthor was shocked and sat up directly from the bed.

"I'm afraid you must accept my apology, Mr. Luthor." Schiller stood between the two of them, looked to the left, then to the right, and then said, "This might be the first, and only, time in your life you have the opportunity to accept an apology from an FBI agent."

"Why?"

"What why?"

"Why do you want to apologize?"

"To let you pretend you didn't see it when I accidentally touched Mr. President's pain pump."

Luthor stared straight at him. He shook his head slowly and said: "No way. You wouldn't do that."

Schiller had already placed his hand on Arkham Batman's pain pump. Luthor seemed still not to believe it; he still stared tightly at Schiller's movements.

Then, he saw Schiller twist the pain pump to the end. The pain medication was completely cut off.

Arkham Batman on the bed opened his eyes. Just as Luthor was wavering between shock and schadenfreude, Arkham Batman slowly turned his head to look at Schiller and said: "Your way of waking people up is quite unique, Agent."

"Your way of being assassinated is also quite unique, Mr. President." Schiller smiled and looked at Arkham Batman's chest and said, "I assume you can answer for me, what kind of killer would use a medieval double-edged axe to slash directly into your chest?"

"A killer with good taste in weapons." Arkham Batman said, "Correcting, it's a poleaxe."

"Yeah, 187cm tall, weight not heavy but has very powerful arm strength. Wearing a robe is not suitable for swinging arms, and is completely an outsider to axe-type weapons. When swinging, you had at least 1.5 seconds of time to dodge."

"What a surprise." Arkham Batman said, "It seems you are an insider of such weapons. When I recover, I will ask you for advice."

Schiller twisted the pain pump to the extreme in the other direction.

"Wonder Woman is very worried about you," he said, "Do you want to let her come over and see you?"

"In an hour." Arkham Batman said, "Now I need to talk to this Mr. Luthor alone. I won't ask how you got him here."

The last sentence was less of a compliment and more of a threat. Schiller stood up and walked out the door, closing it. Before leaving, he heard Luthor say: "Are you serious? I don't want to talk to a President who is high at all."

"This dosage isn't enough to make me lose my mind." Arkham Batman's voice came, "I believe our Agent has better goods there. It's a pity that this time he doesn't intend to lend me his car."

Schiller had just walked out when Seeing Natasha greeted him. She said: "What's going on? Why does he look like he was chopped by Thor with an axe?"

"He did it himself." Schiller said, "You said some things outside your duties to Wonder Woman, right?"

"Don't come to question me." Seeing Natasha said, "I was just gaining her trust."

"It's a pity Batman had long anticipated it." Schiller shook his head and said, "As long as he is hurt badly enough, Wonder Woman becomes the one in the wrong. Especially since his injury this time looks like it was done by Ares. Wonder Woman probably won't care about what he did before at all."

"What a liar playing with feelings." Seeing Natasha said, "Fortunately, I don't talk about feelings with him at all."

"I'm thinking about one thing." Schiller said, "The mastermind used such brilliant means to hack into so many people's emails, and even if Batman had long been aware, he couldn't catch his tail. This proves he has quite superb hacking skills."

"We said this conclusion before."

"What I want to say is, I checked quite a lot of information online these few days. What do you think is the most useful information?"

Seeing Natasha thought carefully and said: "Perhaps it's related to the Amazons."

"Yes, it's that rescue case that happened in the Amazon River basin with a serious imbalance in the gender ratio. Is it really an accident that I searched for this information?"

Seeing Natasha was shocked, then quickly calmed down. She thought and said: "Assuming it's not, then what does the mastermind want you to do?"

"The information itself might not be that important, but I found that the node of this information is very important. If I really used this information to threaten Wonder Woman, what would happen?"

"Wonder Woman is very likely not to let you re-investigate the case of that year. However, this isn't something you can decide; after all, you're just an agent. Whether to investigate the case or not is still up to your boss. And your immediate boss now is the President; she might go persuade Batman."

"Exactly. They will discuss this problem. Perhaps Batman will ask about the truth of that year, perhaps Wonder Woman will tell him the truth because of her previous misunderstanding of Batman and Batman's current terrible situation."

"And then?"

"What if the truth is disclosed?" Schiller said, "Who would Wonder Woman think did it? She might think Batman investigated this matter privately, thinking he still doesn't intend to let the Amazons go; she might also think it was my own decision, and come to find trouble with me."

"No matter which one it is, it's no good for Batman." Seeing Natasha shook her head and said, "The former will seriously aggravate the distrust between the two, and the latter requires making a choice between you and Wonder Woman."

"Yes. The premise of all this is that the case indeed represents the dark history of the Amazons, and there is a reason why it absolutely cannot be disclosed. And as long as it is known to the world, the prestige of the Amazons may suffer a devastating blow."

"You mean the mastermind already knows the truth?"

"His investigation means are definitely not few. Think about it, the first time you appeared in this universe was at the Wei En Group, but the mastermind still knew of your existence. This proves that even Batman's home isn't safe. Even the Amazons might not be able to escape his monitoring."

"Do you think he will use this to threaten Wonder Woman?"

"The problem is whether Wonder Woman will be threatened by him. If Batman had returned unscathed, Wonder Woman might still have a possibility of wavering. But now he is hurt so badly, and Wonder Woman also knows that someone might be causing trouble behind the scenes, the probability of her doing something because of being threatened is greatly reduced."

"In other words, deliberately hurting himself is one of Batman's means to deal with the mastermind?"

"Yes, I can tell. If it weren't to deal with the mastermind, Batman wouldn't adopt such strong means to control Wonder Woman. He isn't a liar playing with feelings."

"I didn't expect you to excuse him." The two came to the break room. Seeing Natasha went to get a coffee cup first. In the process of making coffee, she said: "The problem has returned to the origin, who do you think this mastermind with great magical powers is?"

"The problem still appears on that photo." Schiller tapped his brow lightly with his hand, as if he was recalling something. He said: "The photo was taken well, but there is a big flaw."

"What?"

"It wasn't taken by Abidonis."

"What?!" Seeing Natasha couldn't help but look back at him.

"It wasn't taken by Abidonis. Remember? Wei En Group information security department supervisor Abidonis had a lover who looked a bit like you. Tall, beautiful face, with a long hair like a flame."

"So?"

"I can't say he loved her, but at least he liked her. Liked her figure and appearance, often gazing at such a beautiful woman from a male perspective."

Seeing Natasha's hand paused. She immediately realized the problem, and she said: "No, there was no gazing. That photo had no gazing."

"Exactly." Schiller said, "Although he might not have any ulterior motives toward you because you look a bit like his lover. But he must have understood the charm of women like you through getting along with his lover. He would unconsciously gaze at you, even if not out of instinct. If someone asked him to capture some ambiguous atmosphere, he would also be more willing to show your attractiveness to confirm the unusual relationship between you and the President. But no. That photo is as flat as a cup of water."

Seeing Natasha took out her phone and adjusted the photo again. The more she looked, the more she felt what Schiller said was right. This photo wasn't ugly, but the problem was that it wasn't beautiful enough.

Seeing Natasha was facing away from the camera, standing straight with her chest out and head high as usual, her legs apart, her hands hanging naturally, tilting her head slightly, able to see a beautiful side profile from the red hair. But the only beautiful thing was the side profile. Because the standing posture was too upright, it severely weakened the body curves; the eyes didn't meet the President in front, but looked elsewhere.

If it weren't for Arkham Batman's eyes falling on her, and one hand reaching out toward her waist, this photo wouldn't even have any ambiguous atmosphere. Seeing Natasha's posture, which was no different from standing guard, really didn't look like she was flirting with someone.

If the person who took this photo was a young person who was unmarried and had no love experience, and even more so had no ideal object, then there would be no problem. However, Abidonis had been married for many years and had a lover who looked like Seeing Natasha. The perspective of such a person looking at the opposite sex was completely different from the former.

They would naturally be induced to have sexual fantasies by a certain type of object. Under the guidance of such fantasies, the angle at which they look at the opposite sex carries a kind of instinctive gaze. When they use a camera to record these things, they would never be so straightforward. In the case where the camera was at his disposal, he could take photos that were much more ambiguous, or even downright pornographic.

"This photo wasn't taken by that supervisor?" Seeing Natasha frowned and said, "Then who else? Could it be his subordinate?"

"Judging the personality of the other party through photos isn't my strong suit." Schiller shook his head and said, "You should go see a psychologist."

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