Chapter 4495: The Blackest Night (30)

The black-haired boy came back after taking a bath and changing clothes. Schiller looked at him, he still had that aggrieved look, standing in the corner for a long time without saying a word.

"Did she spray something at you?"

The boy nodded and said: "Yes, she asked me to come here to practice dancing, but as soon as she saw me, she took a can and sprayed something at me. Professor, you know, I... I..."

He seemed a bit ashamed to speak, Schiller explained to Victor in a low voice: "Severe cognitive distortion..."

"What do you mean?" Victor asked.

"Fear gas makes people afraid."

"I know that."

"Some people will run away when they are afraid, while some people will fall into madness when they are afraid."

"I really didn't mean to," the boy stepped forward to explain, "She sprayed something at me, and then I had no memory. When I woke up, she... she..."

"You really should listen to Brainiac's suggestion and take some medicine." Schiller said, without blaming too much, and went to look at the corpse again. Then he directly took out his phone to contact Brainiac.

"Check this girl," Schiller said, "I suspect she is in the same situation as Pelota. There may not be many survivors in the chemistry department. You'd better notify Jonathan as soon as possible, otherwise when he comes out and sees this situation, he will definitely go crazy."

"SCHILLER!!!!!!"

A loud roar appeared at the entrance of the activity classroom. Everyone turned to look, and Jonathan Crane stood there angrily.

"Why did my student die in the psychology department?!"

Victor felt a bit of a headache. The mastermind's move is not very clever, but it is indeed easy to use. Schiller and he belong to the kind of people who care more about students. If students are harmed, they will definitely be angry. And Jonathan Crane cares more about face and academic achievements, so if a student dies, he will also be unhappy.

Letting students from three departments kill each other easily causes the three professors to fight internally. And these three professors are all top-notch figures in their respective industries. Even in Cat Getan, where there are many lunatics, they can support half the sky. If they really fight, Brainiac has no way.

"I killed her." Schiller said decisively, "She is no longer a living person, but a corpse."

Jonathan didn't seem to expect him to answer like this. He was stunned for a moment, then showed a suspicious expression. But he wasn't doubting Schiller, but turned his gaze to the corpse on the ground.

Victor secretly gave Schiller a thumbs up. Sure enough, he is a professor in the psychology department, and he calmed Jonathan down in two sentences.

Schiller didn't completely take the blame for the student. If he told the truth, there would be too many things to talk about, such as what kind of relationship these two students had, what they were doing here, who started it first, etc. Because Jonathan needs a reason, he needs to know why his student died here.

But if Schiller said he killed her, then the reason Jonathan needs is not so complicated. As long as Schiller says this person deserves to die, then she must really deserve to die. Because in the eyes of others, Schiller is a mind reader.

If this person didn't really deserve to die, he would definitely not take action to kill the student. And his judgment on whether a person deserves to die is accurate enough. So his view itself is a reason with enough persuasiveness, even Jonathan will choose to believe it.

In essence, Jonathan doesn't believe Schiller, but believes in his professional level and teacher ethics.

In fact, the three giants of Cat Getan University know very well how high the professional level of the other party is. Even if Jonathan has always looked down on Schiller and Victor, he must admit that they are unparalleled in their respective fields. Schiller just grasped this point and quickly made Jonathan calm down.

"It's really strange," Jonathan said, "Why hasn't the one I killed resurrected yet?"

"It turns out you have been waiting for this by not showing up. But I advise you not to wait," Schiller said, "The mastermind is not stupid. If every corpse is resurrected, sooner or later he will be caught by Brainiac. He will definitely resurrect some and abandon some."

"And the key lies in the standard. Who to abandon, who to resurrect, maybe random, or maybe controlled by the mastermind. But no matter what, if none of the ones you are staring at have resurrected, it proves one thing—fear gas might also have an impact on corpses."

Jonathan was stunned, but he quickly understood the logic in it and also understood what he should do.

If who to resurrect and who not to resurrect is completely random, then as long as he gets enough corpses, he will definitely encounter one that will resurrect. But if every corpse he encounters will not resurrect, it proves that it is not random.

And if it is not random, but controlled by the mastermind, and every corpse he encounters does not resurrect, it proves that the mastermind is afraid of him. Either he is afraid that he will really research something, or he is afraid that he will use fear gas to knock down the resurrected ones again, so that they are resurrected in vain.

Thinking of this, Jonathan's eyes immediately lit up, and he didn't care about the students, turned and walked out the door. Muttering as he walked, obviously he was already excited to the extreme.

Victor was amazed again. First use professional level to make the other party give up getting to the bottom of it, and then throw out new points of interest, completely diverting the other party's attention. The crisis was resolved so easily.

This may also be because Jonathan actually has no teacher ethics. His anger at the death of students is more anger at his toys being destroyed by others. But if there is a more interesting topic, then if the toy is broken, it is broken, just throw it away.

Without Jonathan making trouble, the cleaning work was surprisingly fast. The classroom was soon tidied up, and the fragments were frozen separately by Victor to prevent scamming the corpse again.

"Where should we send this thing?" Victor asked, pushing the cart, "Would it be better to burn it?"

Schiller shook his head and said: "Freeze it first. Maybe it can be used for research later."

"What are you thinking about?" Victor saw that Schiller was a bit absent-minded.

"The mastermind may not only be hiding from Jonathan. He is also hiding from me."

"What? But he has already started detective hunting..."

"Not one person," Schiller said, "The one desperately targeting me is Hugo. I'm talking about the one who can resurrect others."

"You mean the existence behind Hugo?"

Schiller nodded and said: "So far, I haven't seen any living corpse."

Victor thought for a while and found that it seemed to be the case. When they went to Jenna's dormitory, Pelota had already been taken away. At the police station, Schiller didn't go to see her, and then she died. And whether it was in the bathroom stall of the low-temperature laboratory or in the activity classroom of the psychology department, when Schiller arrived, they were already corpses.

"The strangest thing is the one in the bathroom stall," Schiller said, "You just sealed the door with dense ice. The umbrella I took wasn't the one with special effects either. No one hurt her, but she stopped moving immediately after spraying the poison gas. This proves that the mastermind should have directly cut off the control of her. What is he afraid of?"

Victor shook his head and said: "It wouldn't be afraid of your mind-reading, right?"

Schiller also felt strange. He didn't see any images in his memory of being able to analyze the emotions of corpses. But he couldn't be sure whether he didn't analyze it, or couldn't analyze it. That is to say, he didn't know whether he could perform psychoanalysis on corpses.

However, it seems that this mastermind feels he can, so he lets these living corpses go around him. And this can be inferred that the spiritual world of these living corpses must have problems. Maybe his psychoanalysis method can really see the difference.

"Schiller," Brainiac suddenly spoke, "Please go to the Cat Getan Police Station, James Gordon is waiting for you there."

Schiller frowned: "What are you doing again?"

Brainiac didn't answer. Schiller had to sigh and said to Victor: "You watch Cat Getan University, I'll go to the police station."

Victor said with some surprise: "Go to the police station? What's wrong?"

"It might be about the activity classroom," Schiller guessed, "After all, people died and there is no evidence to prove that it is a corpse. Brainiac must want to interrogate relevant people who know the inside story."

"Okay, you go. I'm here."

Schiller drove to the Cat Getan Police Station. The police station was still brightly lit, and every police officer was busy. As soon as he pushed the door in, he almost bumped into someone running to deliver documents. The other party turned to look at him, looking a bit surprised.

Schiller didn't care, went upstairs on his own, and walked into Gordon's office. Gordon just put down the coffee cup and said: "You finally came."

Not seeing the people involved in the case, Schiller frowned again. Who knew Gordon put a document on the desk, he walked over to take a look, and his pupils shrank.

"Criminal investigation consultant application form? Are you serious?"

"Brainiac is serious," Gordon said, "You sign it first, then we'll talk in detail."

There was nothing complicated in this application form, most of it had already been filled out. After Schiller looked at it, he said: "Brainiac, I'll say it first. I won't help you read the Super-Body's mind. That's very unethical, do you understand?"

"Why would you think I would do such a thing?" Brainiac seemed a bit dissatisfied, "I can chase her with my own ability. Don't need you."

"Then what are you doing?" Schiller shook the application form in his hand and said, "Isn't it said that mental patients are prohibited from obtaining the official status of law enforcement officers?"

"Do you think I want to?" Brainiac's voice actually carried a trace of resentment, "You sign it first. Soon you will know what's going on."

Schiller narrowed his eyes, he looked at the application form again, and there were indeed no pits in it. He didn't think Brainiac needed to play this kind of trick, so he signed his name.

After taking a photo and uploading it, it was naturally passed in seconds. The printer worked by itself. Gordon took a certificate cover from the drawer, packed it, and handed it to Schiller.

Schiller looked at it inside and out several times, and didn't find any problems. Official seal, anti-counterfeiting code, Brainiac chip were all available. He could enter and exit all law enforcement departments with this certificate, and could also provide powerful testimony in court as a consultant.

Simply put, his psychoanalysis judgment could become an important basis for conviction. His official status competition with Hugo had already won a complete victory.

But Schiller didn't quite understand how he won. He clearly didn't participate in the ranking, but accompanied Victor to the sea, equivalent to temporarily exiting the stage, and also had a pie falling from the sky?

But the problem is, Hugo didn't make any big trouble, and it wouldn't be enough to hand over the winner's position. This is simply too strange.

"Someone helped you," Gordon said, "He is in the lounge. You go in and talk to him."

Schiller pushed open the door of the lounge, and then saw the figure that was extremely similar to him in the room.

Half an hour later, Victor looked at Schiller's certificate and marveled, saying: "What benefits did you give Brainiac to make him violate his principles so much and really give you an official status?"

"Heh," Schiller sneered, "You forgot this."

"What?"

"'I have a brother who works for the government, Holmes said so'."

Victor was stunned, and then reacted, tentatively asking: "... Mycroft? No, our ruler is an electronic life. What position can he have in the government?"

Schiller rubbed the certificate, looked at Victor and said: "Judging from the time, it is probably equivalent to the entire Brainiac government."

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