Chapter 949: What Shiler Fears Most (Part I)

Batman stepped forward, looked at Zatanna, and said, "I think, actually, we could..."

Zatanna appeared somewhat exhausted; multiple teleportations had drained a lot of her power. Creating virtual memories not only required power but also energy. At this moment, Batman coming up to interrupt her made her somewhat distracted, so she stopped her movements, looked at Batman, and said:

"Bruce, I'm busy with serious business right now. If you really have any suggestions, can you wait until I'm done? You're distracting me."

Looking at Zatanna's somewhat pale face, Batman ultimately didn't say the second half of his sentence. Constantine also wanted to say something, but seeing Zatanna's exhausted complexion, he ultimately didn't say it either.

Thus, Zatanna picked up the knife, selected another ball of light, reached out and gripped it gently, and the ball of light spread out into a screen.

Zatanna's brow was deeply furrowed, and her expression appeared somewhat serious. During her thinking process, Batman saw a room appear on the screen.

It was a British-style reception room common in Cat Getan manors. Just inside the door was a full set of sofas and a small round table. Further in were several rows of bookshelves. In the innermost part was a dark table, behind which were also bookshelves. There were many things on the table: letters, an ink screen, a globe, etc.

Finding a suitable scene, Zatanna breathed a sigh of relief, but soon continued to hold her breath and concentrate, starting to arrange other parts.

To fake a murder case, naturally, a corpse was needed. It seemed that Zatanna hadn't seen many corpses of ordinary people. She stood in front of the screen thinking for a long time, and finally only came up with a chubby man who looked like a politician, and laid him flat on the ground.

"Okay, the corpse is ready, what else should there be... oh, right! Wounds and blood, let me see... let's put the wound on the chest, blood, blood, get it on the ground..." Zatanna muttered in a low voice while operating.

She laid the chubby man's corpse flat on the ground, let him lie in a spread-eagle position, then made a large hole in the center of his chest, and then sprinkled some blood under his body.

Batman, standing behind, really couldn't watch anymore. He spoke up:

"Zatanna, theoretically speaking, if a person's chest had such a large hole, it would be impossible for him to only bleed this little."

Zatanna was stunned for a moment, then looked at Batman with some surprise and said, "How do you know?"

"You've been away from Cat Getan for too long." Batman said only this one sentence. Zatanna felt somewhat baffled, but she humbly accepted the suggestion and added a bit more blood.

"Also, if you intend to set this butcher knife as the murder weapon, it's best not to make a wound on his chest that looks like it was made by a shotgun." Batman continued.

"And, if a person's chest suffered such a heavy blow, the blood couldn't possibly be distributed evenly on the ground in a circle, and it's impossible to only have blood without visceral fragments. Furthermore, you broke his ribs; it's impossible not to have bone fragments..."

"Bruce!" Zatanna raised her voice and said, "If you're dissatisfied with me, just say it!"

"Fine, I admit, leaving without saying goodbye was my fault, I'm sorry, is that enough? Don't disturb my work!"

Zatanna turned her head back fiercely, but then, she hesitated for a moment, and according to what Batman said, made the wound smaller, changed it to a sharp blade stab, changed the position to near the heart, and no longer let the blood distribute evenly.

Then, Zatanna rolled her eyes, made a series of footprints on the ground, and also made some handprints on the table next to it, saying, "If he's in a hurry to cover up the evidence, he'll probably be busier, and that way he'll be even less able to worry about the umbrella..."

After the setup was almost done, Shiler appeared abruptly in this memory space. He was wearing the suit he usually wore most often, except that a small half of the suit was soaked in blood. From the position near the left side of his chest to his right wrist, all were stained with blood.

He was holding a long knife in his right hand, which was also stained with blood at this time, and in front of him lay a corpse with its chest pierced. Blood flowed to his feet and stained the soles of his leather shoes.

Shiler, who appeared in the space, was stunned for a moment, but soon, as if something had been implanted in his memory, he completely forgot that he had appeared abruptly in this space.

He first looked down at the corpse at his feet, turned his head to look at the knife in his hand, and then looked down at the blood stained on his shoes.

He showed a very disgusted expression, took a slight step back, dropped the knife, and then whispered, "What is going on here?"

He took a deep breath, but didn't show any panicked expression, just stood where he was. He looked up at the ceiling, then made a cross on his chest and said, "If I have sinned, God will punish me, instead of letting me see such a corpse..."

"My God!" Shiler shook his head while sighing, and said, "What kind of person would take such a heavy knife in such a clean and tidy room, and stab it into someone's heart? This is really too..."

Hearing him say this, Zatanna breathed a sigh of relief, because this reaction was still normal, but soon, she saw Shiler on the screen sizing up the room and continuing to say, "And, this room only has one door, the window glass is also very thick, the floor is very high, there is no balcony, and there are no ventilation ducts..."

Zatanna's smile froze, then she said, "He should just be complaining that the room structure is bad, right? Right?"

"Forget it, start modifying the memory..." Zatanna tried hard to ignore those abnormal parts and muttered in a low voice.

Just then, Shiler on the screen suddenly froze, then muttered to himself in a low voice, "Did I do it? Did I kill someone?"

Shiler showed a very puzzled expression, sized up the surrounding environment and the corpse at his feet again, and finally saw his right hand stained with fresh blood.

Zatanna originally thought he would show a look of shock and panic, but unexpectedly, Shiler whispered:

"But I usually commit crimes with my left hand. No idiot would use their dominant hand to kill someone, right?"

Zatanna outside the screen panicked and started smearing the screen, saying, "Wait a minute, wait a minute! What did he just say? Commit crimes with his left hand? He has committed crimes before??!"

"! My God! Bruce! Your professor is a murderer?!"

But she didn't even have time to look at Batman's expression, instead, she hurriedly changed the bloodstains to his left hand, and then reset Shiler to the state of just arriving.

The previous process was exactly the same. This time, Shiler didn't question the bloodstains on his hand, but looked down at his chest and said, "The blood on the clothes and the blood flowing on the ground, why is the degree of coagulation different? Could it be that he died two hours before the blood splashed on me?"

Zatanna was in a flurry again, but when changing it, she found that she had no idea what the difference in the degree of blood coagulation was.

So, she had to look at Batman. Batman briefly explained to her the changes in human blood after leaving the body. Zatanna listened until her head felt dizzy. She could only stretch out one hand and say:

"Stop, just give me the conclusion. What color and concentration should I adjust the two types of blood to?"

Batman walked over and guided Zatanna to adjust the color and viscosity of the blood. After adjusting for a long time, it was finally done. Zatanna reset Shiler to the state of just arriving in this memory space again.

As a result, Shiler unbuttoned his suit again and looked at his shirt. The blood stained inside the shirt hadn't had its color adjusted. Zatanna had to start adjusting the color of the bottom layer again.

Finally, after passing the blood hurdle, Shiler, who was reset back, no longer focused on the color and viscosity of the blood. He started focusing on the wound again.

He squatted down beside the corpse, looked at the stab wound in the heart, and said, "Pierced the heart, one strike to kill..."

Then, Shiler picked up the butcher knife he had just dropped and stabbed it into the heart area again.

The next scene made her even more shocked. Shiler directly took the knife and dug out the corpse's heart.

Zatanna outside the screen widened her eyes, gasped, and said, "My God! What is he doing?!"

"The person is already dead, and he's still desecrating the corpse??!"

"!"

But what shocked her even more was that Shiler, while digging out the heart and lungs, muttered to himself, "Although I don't remember what grudge we have, since I killed you, consider yourself lucky."

"I won't be like those inexperienced young boys who just leave you alone here, letting you be discovered in the same ugly posture as when you were alive. That's really too vicious. I'm not that kind of person."

"Regardless of what grudge we have, the grievances are already settled. I will give you a decent ending."

"You should say more good things about me to God. After all, when your corpse is discovered later, it might be the most glorious moment of your life... because of me, thank me."

Zatanna, standing outside the screen, was dumbfounded, but then, she shivered violently, regained consciousness, and pointed at the screen with slightly trembling fingers, turning to look at Batman.

"I said, he is not an ordinary person." Batman said in a calm tone, and then he thought, such a Shiler couldn't even be called crazy. After all, how the pathological Shiler treated the Court of Owls in Metropolis was still fresh in his memory.

"The police are coming soon... the police are coming soon... the police are coming soon..." Zatanna kept chanting, "You can't be caught... you can't be caught... you can't be caught... so you have to run fast... run fast... run fast, run fast, run fast! My God! Stop doing it! You should leave here!"

Zatanna seemed to really be unable to hold it anymore. She covered her throat and started retching.

Finally, a few minutes later, Shiler on the screen stood up. Zatanna breathed a sigh of relief and said, "The mind magic finally took effect. Hurry, go hide the murder weapon, you should be trying hard to hide the murder weapon now!"

"!"

But the next second, Shiler held the handle of the knife with both hands and raised it high. With a "slash," fresh blood splashed onto the screen. Amidst the blood red, everyone saw Shiler cut off the man's head.

Then, Shiler held the head, came to the desk, and placed the head on the desk. Then, he dragged the remaining corpse to the side of the office chair and placed the corpse on the office chair.

Subsequently, he walked to the desk and sized up this scene. Seeming dissatisfied, Shiler shook his head, touched his chin to think, reached out, and moved the head to the left to align it with the body.

"What on earth is he doing?!"

"!" Zatanna roared, and then she said in a complete breakdown, "Why is he playing with the corpse?!"

"! Put the head down!"

After aligning the position, Shiler seemed to remember something interesting, showed a smile, and then said, "A person who prides himself on being the national brain has lost his brain... wait, head and brain don't seem to be the same thing..."

Zatanna outside the screen gradually widened her eyes, watching as Shiler straightened his suit tie, picked up the butcher knife he had thrown on the ground, and walked toward the head again.

Zatanna hurriedly turned off the screen, then stood where she was, panting heavily with lingering fear.

Subsequently, she cast her gaze toward Batman, staring with wide eyes while shaking her head slightly and quickly, looking into Batman's eyes and saying, "Bruce, no wonder you've changed so much. You actually have a professor like this!"

Then, Zatanna took a deep breath again, showed a determined expression, and said, "Don't worry, Bruce, I will definitely rescue you from the hands of such an evil person..."

Batman pursed his lips slightly, then opened his mouth again, but finally, showed the classic expression of turning both corners of his mouth downward, shook his head, and said, "You'd better reconsider..."

But unexpectedly, Zatanna suddenly rushed up, cupped Batman's cheeks, and said to him, "I'm really sorry! I shouldn't have left back then. I knew that my father's and my affairs would definitely implicate you!"

"My God, Bruce..." Zatanna hugged Batman directly and said, "I really can't believe it, how could you encounter such a person? I should have stayed by your side to protect you..."

Batman's face darkened, but not because of Zatanna, but because Constantine, standing behind Zatanna, was holding a recording pen emitting magical light, showing him a brilliant smile. ===== CHAPTER 950 =====