The days of being a spiritual mentor in Meiman.

Chapter 3163 Detective is dying (4)

Chapter 3163: Detective is about to die (XIV)

Greed in turn gave Bruce a smile and said, "It seems your teacher has taught you a lot."

"It's always been like this. Are the deaths of the people at the dance directly related to you?"

"No," Greed said. "That was another weird incident."

"The two were in close proximity and some strange chemical reaction occurred, which ultimately led to the death of everyone."

"Yes."

"Did you expect that?"

"Not exactly."

"Have you ever added fuel to the fire?"

Greed did not answer, but said: "Do you feel that you seem to know me a little too well? This is beyond your level of psychoanalysis."

Bruce smiled and said, "My teacher taught me a lot."

"But you have never learned so well as you have today." Greed looked into his eyes again and said, "I hope you are learning, not parroting. Tell me about yourself."

"I have nothing to say." Bruce said, "I have had many interesting patients. You know, those who have escaped from strange events will be left with serious psychological trauma."

"Aren't you just an intern?"

"That's what interns do," Bruce said. "You expect a licensed doctor to handle these difficult patients?"

"It seems that some of these patients have particularly impressed you."

"Yes, there are." Bruce nodded and said, "Some of them haven't even completely gotten rid of the weird influence. They left a deep impression on me."

"for example?"

"There was a very weak female patient who had just finished an operation. Her lower body was torn, which left her with such a severe psychological trauma that she even dared not sleep with her husband."

"I hope you're not going to tell me any gossip."

"Of course not. According to her account, a person possessed by a monster broke into her house and raped her."

"Isn't this just gossip?"

"But the problem is that the extent of the tearing of this woman's lower body is beyond the capability of a human being. Her entire pelvis was completely torn apart. The whole process was dozens of times more tragic than childbirth."

"You think this was done by a monster?"

"Yes, according to her own recollection, the man's entire lower body turned into a genital organ, and his arms were like nails that pinned her down so she couldn't move. We did find the wound she described on her shoulder."

"What do you think this means?" Greedy asked.

"Do monsters need to reproduce?"

"Good question, I don't think it's necessary, and I don't think they have human desires."

"Then why are they doing this?"

"Maybe they are imitating?" Greedy made his own guess. He said, "Because humans need to do this, they do it."

“What are the benefits of imitating humans?”

Greed shook his head and said nothing.

"I guess you have encountered some strange events while fighting against dangerous nature?" Schiller asked the main universe Batman.

"Yes, I have traveled to all kinds of dangerous places around the world, and I have indeed encountered some strange things."

"Can you tell me?"

"I saw a deformed baby in a small village in Albania." The main universe Batman said, "He has seven fingers on his left hand, and there is nothing abnormal about other parts. He was only three months old."

"I stayed there for one night, but the next morning, a woman was killed. I became a suspect, but I found that the strangulation marks on the woman's neck were very different. I have seen people who were strangled to death before, and the marks on their necks were not like this."

"What would that look like?"

"It's very small, and judging by the marks left on the side of the neck, the murderer may have more than five fingers."

"But isn't it a baby with seven fingers?"

"Yes, that's why I said it was a strange thing. Fortunately, I was cleared of suspicion in the end and completed my journey. I never heard anything about that small village again."

"Sure enough, the most dangerous darkness is always hidden at the edge of the world." Schiller sighed and said, "This reminds me of something that happened to me many years ago. At that time, I had just passed the exam and became a clergyman. I was just going to a funeral with my teacher, but almost all the guests at the funeral did not survive."

"It sounds so tragic. It should be big news."

"On the contrary, the church suppressed the news because two clergymen were present but failed to save a single person, which damaged the church's prestige, so almost no one heard about it."

"How did that monster do that?"

"At first, the coffins containing the bodies started to behave abnormally. The heads of the bodies kept rolling around in the coffins, and then all the heads fell off. It was a very scary scene."

"Then how did you and your teacher escape?"

"My teacher didn't escape. I was just lucky because I was standing far away." Schiller shook his head and sighed, "From then on, I understood how dangerous this kind of weird incident was. However, no matter how dangerous it is, it is the church's responsibility to protect the people."

"I really wish there were more responsible clergymen like you." said the Prime Universe Batman.

"You know what? I don't like the profession of lawyer. They should be called lawyers. They talk nonsense. But you are different. I think you are very interesting." The clown smiled at the pale knight and said.

"I don't like artists very much either," the Pale Knight said. "I find them indecisive and pretentious, and you are no exception."

"It's too early to say this." The clown rubbed his nose and said, "I just can't understand what kind of case there is in this small village that would make a great lawyer like you come here in person."

"I am not a famous lawyer," the Pale Knight said. "I am only a minor celebrity in my hometown, probably about the same level of your art."

"You are mocking my artistic level!" The clown muttered, "It's obvious that you have never seen the world."

"What kind of world should I have seen?"

"I heard lawyers have a lot of clients. Haven't you ever run into any weird things? I mean, weird things like what we're having now."

"You mean strange incidents? This is not within the scope of a lawyer's job." The Pale Knight paused and said, "But I have indeed encountered some difficult clients, delirious and crazy, just like you. My colleagues said they encountered strange incidents."

"Then why didn't they go to the police?"

"Maybe they should have called the police when the incident happened, but now that it's over, if they want compensation, they have to find a lawyer."

"Did you get compensation for them?"

"Of course not. I've already told you that they are crazy. Who knows if they really encountered some weird incident or if they just wanted to blackmail the insurance company?"

"What happened to them?"

"I don't know the details, but I heard that someone in one of their publishing houses went crazy. He hacked and injured many people, and almost pushed someone's head into a shredder."

"Then how do they know this is a strange incident? What if it's a crazy killer who can't get over it?"

"Of course, it's because this person died in the end, and the forensic diagnosis result was that he might have been possessed by some kind of monster."

"From what I know about those medical examiners, they would not come to such a conclusion if there was no obvious and irrefutable evidence."

"Yes, because there was a book stuck to the murderer's face. When they took the book off the body's face, they couldn't find any facial features. The whole face looked as if it had been flattened."

"He put on a nice makeup for himself." The clown grinned and said, "In that case, I will tell you a funny story. It happened in an art exhibition."

"The people who held the exhibitions were all big names, and I was invited, but I didn't send my paintings because I thought it was too vulgar to be admired by others."

The clown rambled on about his artistic achievements for a while before continuing, "The exhibition was being set up, and some of the paintings had not yet been put into the display cases. They were just hung on the wall without any protection."

"One worker accidentally fell down the ladder and bumped into a painting on the wall. He also got oil paint on his shoulder. No matter how hard he tried to wash it off, it didn't come off. The area of ​​the oil paint got bigger and bigger, and he turned into an oil painting man in the end."

"On the opening day, he wanted to seek help from the painter who painted the picture, but people thought he was a performance artist. Just as people were cheering for him and taking pictures of him, he fell down and splashed on the ground like a pot of colorful paint."

"All the people who were touched by the paint were like him. They first became colorful and then fell into a pool of paint. The police did not find any human tissue in the paint pile."

"Excellent." The Pale Knight commented, "Absurd and interesting, just like you."

The Joker smiled widely.

"You said your paintings were not sent to the exhibition, so how did you know this story?"

"My colleague told me this. This is a very sensational incident. It should have been reported in the newspapers. Maybe you can go back and check it out."

"How long have we been walking?" Greedy asked, turning back.

The main universe Batman stopped the conversation and said, "I think it's been more than ten minutes. Have you seen the end of the river?"

"No, but there are fewer and fewer fish." Greedy slowed down his pace, and finally stopped and looked into the river.

"I think I should do something." Greedy said. He walked to the river under the gaze of everyone, very close to the water. Just as Night Owl was about to take a step to catch up, he stopped under the gaze of others.

His greedy eyes seemed to have adapted to the darkness. He slowly squatted down and put his hands close to the river.

The red dice appears again, dexterity 28＜50, the judgment is failure.

Schiller's pupils contracted when he saw the number 50, the highest score required so far - which meant that their guess might be right and the fish had a magical effect.

But the problem is that the maximum number on the dice is 20, which means you need 30 points of dexterity to have a chance of success.

The Transcendent said that no one's basic value exceeds 60 points. Even if you add the 30 points allocated by yourself, the single value is unlikely to exceed 30 points.

This is not unsolvable, it just tells them that fish cannot be caught with bare hands.

Schiller thought of the fishing gear in the house. It seemed that it should be a usable prop. The river was not far from the entrance of the house's cave. After they saw the fish, they could return to the house to get the fishing gear.

But it’s definitely not possible now. The house has been burned down by them, so where can we get any fishing gear?

Schiller guessed that a battle would be necessary to get the fishing gear, because of the three bodies, only the one in the kitchen had not been moved.

Once all three battles are completed, there should be someone in the team who can max out a certain skill, making it much easier to deal with the next situation.

But unfortunately, their process was a complete mess, there was no order at all, and this was the outcome because they didn't follow the script.

In this case, we have to use some crooked ideas. After thinking for a while, Schiller said: "Do any of you think you are lucky?"