Chapter 4482: Blackest Night (17)

"Oh, my God." Nora hugged Jenna, who had bumped into her, and raised her voice, shouting, "Miss! Are you okay?"

"I'm fine." Jenna shook her head, the golden patterns in the middle of her cat-like eyes looking very bright in the dim corridor light. She bypassed Nora and ran into the laboratory; Nora didn't have time to stop her.

"Don't go over there, Miss. It might be a little..."

Jenna pushed open the door, and a chill rushed toward her face, almost freezing her, an alien who could survive in minus tens of degrees, into a bad state. Nora's last word had just fallen: "... cold."

But this obviously wasn't just a matter of cold, because Jenna saw Professor Schiller staying in an ice sculpture, as well as Victor's students. Jenna was shocked, but Schiller blinked at her.

It wasn't cold inside the dense ice, the temperature just wouldn't change. Schiller could even speak; of course, it was precisely because he could speak that he was frozen inside. Jenna realized this almost immediately.

So she immediately swallowed the long speech she had in her mouth, showed a smile to Victor, and said very obediently and politely, "Good evening, Professor Fries. I brought you coffee."

Victor looked up and finally revealed a look of relief. Jenna placed the coffee on the table next to them, then turned to look at Schiller. Victor seemed to see what she wanted to do, so he waved his hand and said, "Take him away."

Jenna shook her head and said, "Sorry, my brother isn't here, I don't have superpowers, I can't take him away."

"But there's no secret message, it's just that I've figured out the connection between these cases." Jenna stepped back a few steps, arrived at the door, breathed a few mouthfuls of warm air, and then said, "The problem appeared in the South District."

"What do you mean?" Victor looked up and asked her.

"Chick died in the South District."

"That's because he lived in the South District."

"Pelota also died and resurrected in the South District."

"That's because she had to pass through the South District to go home."

"But you can't deny that both cases happened in the same area."

"But there are only two samples."

"The sample in other areas is zero, so two is already enough." Jenna emphasized, "This absolutely cannot be a coincidence, believe me."

Victor nodded and said, "Okay, if it's as you say, the key to these cases lies in the South District, what useful information can be seen from this?"

"Why is it the South District? Of course, there are many shared villas here, very suitable for fishing in troubled waters. But don't you find it strange? The murders happened in the South District, but the one most affected is Cat Getan University. This probably isn't a coincidence."

Victor thought for a moment and said, "I also think so; the people who died were all students of Cat Getan University, it's a bit too targeted. But I can't think of who he wants to target, is it me?"

"On the surface, it is indeed you," Jenna said, "Especially Chick's death, it's easy to make people think you forced him to death, affecting your reputation. He did indeed succeed, at least you are feeling very pressured and very anxious right now..."

"Alright, the mind-reading part can be skipped." Victor glanced at Schiller in the ice and then said, "I don't need another broadcaster of my psychological state; or do you want to go into the ice to cool off too?"

"No, no, no." Jenna quickly stepped back two steps and then said, "I have no such intention. I just wanted to say, what's the benefit of affecting your state of mind?"

"I might freeze Cat Getan? No, wait, could it be because the sun went out, and my dense ice is almost the only means to preserve the Earth's heat?"

Jenna nodded and said, "I'm afraid that's it. The mastermind chose to target you, probably to interfere with your actions. However, in the section on emotion and pressure, Professor Rodriguez mentioned that pressure is transmitted layer by layer, just like the occurrence of some domestic violence, which stems from family members receiving too much pressure in society, so they choose to release this pressure at home. It's not to say this behavior is right, it's just very easy to happen."

Victor nodded; this is indeed very common. Some people bow and scrape in society like a grandson, but act like a master at home. In fact, it's better to say that because their level in society is too low, social pressure is transmitted to them layer by layer, and they transmit the pressure they receive further down, to family members who have no power to resist.

"You mean my pressure will be transmitted to others, transmitted to whom? Nora? That's not very likely, right?"

"This is indeed impossible, Mrs. Fries can be excluded first."

"……It wouldn't be Schiller, would it?"

"Of course it wouldn't be him directly." Jenna shook her head like a rattle, "If it were really like that, you should go to Arkham Asylum to take a look."

"I think I understand a little." Victor said, "Pressure is transmitted downward layer by layer, I might transmit this pressure to the students."

"Especially Milos." Jenna pointed out, "80% of Chick's death should be attributed to him. Not just you, other students will do the same; they will treat Milos as the murderer. Even if Brainiac doesn't have evidence of him inducing murder and can't convict him, his days ahead will be very difficult."

"So..."

"The mastermind will repeat the same trick, trying to find a way to make Milos commit suicide too, preferably dying in your office or in front of you, which will further shake your emotions, the pressure will become greater, until it is transmitted to the students."

"But what will happen? Even if I put pressure on my students, I can't kill them directly."

"The key still lies with Professor Rodriguez." Jenna said, "Although the pressure he puts on his students isn't small, that's a special case for special treatment. Those who study psychoanalysis aren't good people, of course, they need to be stricter, but you can't say he isn't a good professor; he has always valued his students."

"Oh, I understand." Victor suddenly realized, "If I vent my pressure on the students, Schiller definitely won't be able to watch, he will find a way to stop me, no matter what, the two of us will also become opposed."

Jenna nodded and said, "Actually, these are all relatively stupid methods. The simplest is to make Milos's death inseparable from you, for example, creating a laboratory accident to freeze him to death, which will be blamed on your carelessness. That way, an irreparable rift might develop between you and Professor Schiller, because you caused the death of a student, and perhaps even more."

Victor wiped his face hard and then said, "I won't. Perhaps I will indeed feel a lot of pressure, but I won't transmit the pressure downward, I'm not that kind of person."

Victor paused and then continued, "If I really feel so pressured that I collapse, I'll go freeze the Atlantic, or turn the moon into an ice ball. In any case, I won't take it out on the people around me."

"That's the problem." Jenna said, "He thinks you will do that because he doesn't understand you. He thinks you are a normal, ordinary person, and hasn't seen the crazy factors hidden in your mind and spirit..."

With a "bang", Jenna was also frozen. Nora walked in and said, "Alright, Victor. Why do you always feel that I can't accept that you're a madman? Is it possible that a normal person would choose to freeze his dying wife?"

"What kind of person I should be doesn't matter." Victor said, "I'm just using actions to show what kind of person I am not."

"But this only makes you look more like that kind of person." Schiller in the ice spoke up, "Using such a crazy way to stop others from saying you're a madman is somewhat ridiculous."

With a "crack", the ice split open. Victor waved his hand and said, "Just consider it helping me practice my marksmanship, Rodriguez."

"Alright, let's talk about business." Nora said, "So, Miss Jenna, do you think the killer wants to sow discord?"

"Yes. Targeting Victor is just one part of the plan; the one he wants to target is probably still Professor Rodriguez."

"Why?" Victor asked, "Schiller shouldn't play any important role in this plan of the sun going out, right?"

"I'm afraid I can't easily conclude that the Professor won't play an important role in a plan." Jenna shook her head and said, "But I also really feel that this isn't out of pragmatism, it carries a bit of personal vendetta."

"If you put it that way, I can understand." Victor said, "There are too many people who have personal vendettas with him."

"But there aren't many who would use this method." Jenna said, "This is clearly wanting to strike at the Professor emotionally; it doesn't look like those who study physics and chemistry, but rather like... a peer?"

Victor observed Schiller's expression; he didn't seem surprised, so he became a bit angry, looked at Schiller and said, "You guessed it long ago, right?"

"You're angry I didn't tell you?"

Victor thought he would explain, but Schiller changed the subject: "Who told you not to have mind-reading abilities? If you had them, wouldn't you have known long ago?"

Victor was so angry he wanted to raise the freeze gun again, while Schiller countered by reciting an aria: "I feel some shame, because my way of venting pressure is dragging Schiller Rodriguez to play a detective role-playing game together. This wasted a lot of time and energy, so much so that I didn't realize in the first instance that the killer was targeting Schiller. Although this didn't lead to any serious consequences, I was still very scared afterward. I can't be sure whether the crazy factor hidden deep in my soul, which I constantly deny, will really let things slide to an irredeemable point; anxiety is about to turn into panic. Just when I need my talent to save the Earth the most, I start wanting to hate it. God is really a good screenwriter."

Schiller was frozen again.

However, the person in the dense ice could still speak, and he continued: "I know you still have hesitation about the plan to freeze Cat Getan, otherwise it would have been frozen by now. So I'm thinking, if I had refused to play the detective role-playing game from the beginning, until you were stimulated to go crazy and freeze the whole Earth, would the efficiency be higher? Of course, this is also a reason to end this game without being too awkward; the one I found for you, not bad, right?"

Victor directly shattered the ice freezing the students, beckoned to them, and then said, "Go, gather at the Cat Getan Central Roundabout."

He led a group of people out in a rush. Jenna looked at Schiller, who was still in the ice, and then said, "Professor, in a situation where a person has the ability to directly freeze the whole Earth, is it always somewhat inappropriate to stimulate him?"

"This is my nature, Miss Jenna." Schiller said, "In a situation where a person has the ability to turn a transport vehicle into a tomato tuna can, it is also very inappropriate to stimulate you so rashly, but I don't care, because you can't break the dense ice, just like I know, he froze me, it should be to protect me from your claws..."

With a "crack", the ice on Schiller shattered. Victor, who had already left, poked his head in and said viciously, "Now it's your turn to be my assistant, hurry up and come!" ===== CHAPTER 4483 =====