Chapter 3846

Accompanied by Seeing Natasha's roar, a flash of lightning streaked across the window. Cat Getan's heavy rain is always so untimely, or perhaps too clever. The light of the lightning illuminated the dark environment on the first floor, and also allowed Seeing Natasha to see the direction the other party was running.

She rushed out like a flying machine, and the explosive power and physical advantages of the genetically modified human were brought into full play. The straight-line acceleration speed was incomparable, almost catching the other party's shoulder.

But the other party dodged with a flexible movement, then jumped down from the stairs. Seeing Natasha followed and ran over. They ran down the stairs all the way, not knowing how many floors they had run, and finally, at a turn in the stairwell, the other party rushed into the corridor.

Seeing Natasha didn't rush to chase, but stood at the beginning of the straight corridor, raised her pistol with both hands, aimed at the back, and said: "If you run again, I'll shoot. I believe you won't be like me, where getting shot in any part of the body is like nothing happened."

"I did underestimate you." The other party's voice was lower and hoarser than imagined, accompanied by a soft sigh, "You and that guy are really quite similar, completely beyond the scope of humans."

Seeing Natasha raised her gun and moved forward slowly until she walked to a place more than two meters away from the other party. She didn't relax her vigilance at all, and the muzzle was always aimed at the other party's chest.

"Tell me what's going on with all this." Seeing Natasha said, "Who are you? What did you do? Why do you want to do this?"

"Let's talk about your reasoning first." The other party turned around, but the duckbill cap on her head was pressed very low, and the brim covered most of her face. It could only be seen from the contours of her mouth and chin that this was indeed a beautiful woman. Perhaps beauties are all similar; she was indeed a bit like Seeing Natasha.

"You found a way to swap Batman's routine visit schedule, making him miss the Amazon's routine visit, destroying the diplomatic relationship between the two countries, wanting Wonder Woman to no longer trust Batman, and alienating the relationship between them."

"Then, you used some method to lure Abidonis, making him destroy the interest alliance between him and his wife that was originally considered solid, deliberately showing up in front of Mrs. Abidonis, letting her see your appearance, forcing Mrs. Abidonis to a dead end, forcing her to kill her husband, letting her attack me, and also letting her use testimony containing appearance information to frame Barbara."

"Immediately after, by convincing Lex to cooperate with you through email, you provided him with the ambiguous photos of me and Batman that you took by controlling the 14th camera, and with the help of LexCorp's power, spread the photos, hitting the President's reputation, and also letting the media and the public know of my existence and suspect my identity."

"Then, you kidnapped Barbara, left her hair and footprints in her Clock Tower base, letting us associate it with the previous hacker methods and the appearance-related testimony provided by Mrs. Abidonis, leading us to suspect Barbara."

"In order to rescue Barbara as soon as possible, we must force you to show up. So I attended this banquet with the President, you lured me upstairs, letting me think you were waiting for me there, wanting to compete with me, but the person who actually attacked me was the President's security consultant."

"After I injured her, you let the reporters rush in, let the security consultant frame the evil act of swapping the schedule on me, and then combined with my suspected KGB identity, confirmed the charge that I am a spy, and at the same time triggered Wonder Woman's dissatisfaction with me. If Batman wants to protect me, the two of them might break up."

"Did you find the suspicious points in it?"

Seeing Natasha's movement paused, and she said: "Of course, there are two biggest suspicious points. First, no matter what that email you sent to Lex actually wrote, he shouldn't have agreed to cooperate with you so easily."

Seeing Natasha's voice fell, and the woman opposite took off her hat. She indeed had a head of red hair and a beautiful face, but the face was very strange, and Seeing Natasha didn't know her at all.

"Let me introduce myself," she looked at Seeing Natasha and said, "Lena Luthor, Alexander Luthor's sister."

"No wonder," Seeing Natasha narrowed her eyes and said, "No wonder he was willing to cooperate with you, and even came to Cat Getan in a helicopter so high-profile. This was something you discussed, right?"

Lena didn't confirm or deny, she just said: "Then, what about the second suspicious point?"

"Who took the photos from the 14th camera?"

"It was me." Lena said.

"You're lying." Seeing Natasha stared at her and said.

"Why do you think I didn't take them?"

Seeing Natasha was speechless for a moment. She thought, because the profile of you by the psychiatrist was completely inaccurate. Between the two options of "Schiller was wrong" or "the world was wrong," Seeing Natasha would usually be more willing to believe the latter.

Lena was clearly not the type of asexual person Schiller described. She was very beautiful and knew how to use her beauty. Abidonis was very likely bewitched by her beauty. She was not a learner still exploring, but a master in this field.

Seeing Natasha felt puzzled. Suddenly, an idea popped into her head, which made her feel a bit dizzy.

Seeing Natasha recalled when she saw Lena in the crowd, her posture was not shocked at all, not surprised that she was unaffected by drugs, had no reaction to the pain of a bullet entering her calf, and knocked down the security consultant within three moves. Lena Luthor was not surprised at all that a female spy had such strength.

Seeing Natasha remembered another thing Schiller said—"Except for me, no one knows your true strength."

Yes, except for Schiller, no one knew she was a genetically modified human. But what if there was an exception?

Seeing Natasha turned her head to look at the rain curtain outside the window.

Lightning? Dark clouds? These things that should have appeared on a rainy day were gone. She stood at the end of the corridor and saw the heavy rain like a lonely river hanging in the air.

At this moment, the world began to tilt.

Police cars shuttled through the howling wind. The front of 12 Derry Street was as crowded as a sardine can. All kinds of police personnel in various uniforms, as well as endless reporters, stood in front of that blue door, reporting news that couldn't be considered news.

The news of the death was suppressed for 12 hours. The police rushed to find the murderer, but as expected, they found nothing. After the news broke, the Cat Getan Police Department was under tremendous pressure. And without Bruce Wayne to cooperate with Gordon, this pressure was stronger than ever, forcing Gordon to pause considering child protection measures and bring Schiller and Mnemosyne to the crime scene together.

Of course, Batman's authorization was also one of his sources of confidence. Since neither Professor Schiller nor Batman thought that letting Mnemosyne appear at the crime scene might cause harm to her physical and mental health, Gordon could only follow their professional advice. At least that's how he comforted himself in his heart.

All the way, the police cleared the path and blocked the reporters to the other side. Mnemosyne, wrapped up tightly, followed behind Gordon. There was no tension from being exposed to a bloody scene, only excitement that could be called manic.

This crime scene was much cleaner than the red-light district. But this luxuriously decorated house was clearly not something Mnemosyne was familiar with. On the way from the door to the bedroom on the second floor, the little girl used all her strength to absorb knowledge about the layout and decoration style. And when she walked to the bedroom door, she could almost become a luxury home designer based on this.

Gordon pushed open the door, but this time, the corpses were not moved away. This might be because both were wearing clothes, at least covering the key parts. Mnemosyne was able to face the corpses left by the murderer and the crime scene at the same time for the first time. Clearly, this allowed her to exert all her talent, which was incomparable to her previous level.

Schiller and Gordon both guarded the door, one standing on the left, one on the right. Mnemosyne walked in alone, began to observe the crime scene, circled around the corpses, carefully looked at everything in the room, and stood in place thinking quietly.

"How is it?" Gordon asked.

"It's a copycat. His crime scene has a unique temperament, but that's not what I want to say." Mnemosyne said, "If you had let me see the previous crime scenes completely earlier, these cases might not have happened."

"I'm sorry, but if it happened again, I would still do the same. You are much more important than the Mayor of Cat Getan." Gordon said, "Can you see the characteristics of the murderer?"

"I'm thinking." Mnemosyne said, "The copycat's level is much higher than the murderer manipulated by the Eden Killer; I can see he is trying hard to imitate, although he can't do it perfectly, he still added many interference elements for me. I am checking them."

"Do you need to wait for the evidence department people?"

"The evidence is all here." Mnemosyne said, "Give me two more minutes. After two minutes, I will definitely have something for you."

Two minutes passed quickly. Mnemosyne spoke at the last second as if counting the seconds in her heart:

"Although it's a bit difficult, I can still see some things." She began to pace around the corpses and said, "The two of them were not killed while having sex, but were killed separately and then disguised as the crime scene the Eden Killer likes."

"The Mayor was not stabbed to death, but strangled and then stabbed once. The prostitute was slashed in the throat by the window and then placed here."

"The murderer is over 1.85 meters tall, weighs no more than the Mayor, and has weak arm strength, wearing a suit and leather shoes. The suit should be light-weight cashmere, and the murder weapon used was a silk tie."

"This range is too broad," Gordon said, "Is there any more detailed information?"

Mnemosyne thought in place again; she clearly felt the difficulty, frowned and stood for a long time before saying: "Right-handed, short hair, slender figure, wearing a high-end suit... sleeves. The murder weapon is hidden in the sleeves."

She suddenly looked up at Gordon and said: "Was the knife that stabbed them found at the crime scene?"

Gordon shook his head and said: "No, no murder weapon was left at the scene."

"Kitchen knife? No, too wide. Dagger? Too short. Awl? Too thin." Mnemosyne began to pace constantly, suddenly, she stopped in front of the corpse, walked over and reached out to pull open the wound, picking out a tiny fiber that was almost obscured by blood.

"There really is something on the murder weapon. What is this? Feather? Paper? Cloth?... Leather lining!"

Mnemosyne suddenly screamed: "The murder weapon stabbed through leather with lining! The fabric fibers were brought into the wound! A sharp, slender, double-edged tool! A..."

Suddenly, her body froze, and she turned her head to look at the door in disbelief, hearing the voice that rang in her heart: "... a letter opener."

At this moment, the rain curtain and the night have their own edges, and the appearance and truth stab each other. The red hair of the two women is like the flames ignited between the wilderness and the modern ten thousand years. A river spanning two universes pours heavy rain at both ends.

Standing at different ends of the corridor, Seeing Natasha and Mnemosyne turned their heads at the same time, the same familiar face reflected in different pupils, hearing their own and the other's heartbeats through the continuous rain, calling out the name buried at the bottom of the river in this damp and fearful night: "—Schiller Rodriguez."

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