Chapter 1,270: A Lone Shadow Becomes a Pair (Ten)

Chapter 1263: Lone Shadows in Pair (10)

Schiller paused slightly. He took out a pen from his suit pocket and turned it around in his hand.

"He is feeling anxious." Bruce's voice echoed in the theater: "This pen is a mental stabilization item he uses to recall his identity as a professor. I see it often."

"While he was reading your paper?"

"When he was reading my paper." Bruce turned to look at Hal who asked the question and said, "But at that time, one pen was not enough."

"If you don't mind, Mr. March, could you please hang the clothes on the hangers?" Schiller's tone was still quite gentle, and there was no hint of impatience.

"I didn't see a clothes hanger. Where is it?" Madge turned to look at the door and said.

Diana covered her forehead and sighed: "I definitely don't mean to discriminate against the poor, but I think anyone with a little knowledge should know that rich people have a separate room in their home for clothes, no. There will be a hanger by the door to hang coats like ordinary people.”

"Usually a waiter will take the clothes and send them to the closet in the cloakroom that is specially used to store guests' clothes. It is usually on the left hand side of the cloakroom. If there is only the owner at home, they can also put the neat clothes with the owner's permission. The clothes were folded and placed on the back of the chair."

"Isn't that what March is doing?" Clark asked.

"The clothes must be neat and folded, and more importantly, they must first obtain the owner's permission." Bruce looked at Clark. He knew that the small town boy lacked common sense in this area. This had nothing to do with his intelligence level, but he had not been exposed to this kind of life. Naturally, I don’t know what to do.

"In this kind of interaction, it is very important for both parties to keep their appearance clean. Once the clothes are dirty or damaged, you should immediately end the current conversation, apologize to the other party, and then go to the bathroom to deal with it. If the clothes are dirty or damaged within a short period of time, If you don’t handle it well, today’s session may end here,” Diana explained patiently.

"Oh." Clark made a syllable of sudden realization, then pointed at the screen and said: "Schiller just spilled red wine on his tie. Is he actually trying to end this conversation on purpose?"

"Yes, this is the purpose of our observing etiquette. We don't have to be rude to say to each other, 'I don't want to talk to you anymore, please leave immediately.' Instead, we use a more tactful way to express it. We should separate for now."

Several ordinary people with ordinary backgrounds present nodded, thoughtfully, and Bruce said: "This is the upper class's way of keeping themselves separate from the poor class, creating a set of things that the lower class cannot contact or even imagine. etiquette to prevent those who do not benefit them from participating in their lives.”

"Sounds evil." Barry curled his lips and said.

Before Bruce could speak, Clark said thoughtfully: "It seems to be like this in every circle. When my dad went to the farm group gathering, his dress and speech and behavior were different from before."

"He is actually not a particularly rough country man. He likes to pay attention to international current affairs. He has read a lot of books and even has a master's degree in agriculture. He also respects my mother very much and will consider her opinions on everything."

"But at the party, he acted like the male head of a farm family that has been passed down for generations. He was bold and wild, even a little barbaric, chauvinistic, and he also liked to swish his lips, just like this."

Clark made a weird face, and several people laughed. Jason held his face with one hand and said, "This is not entirely a bad thing. Every gang has some secret codes that others cannot understand, even Eyes and facial expressions, in addition to conveying information at critical moments, also give us a sense of security, as if we have many 'ones'."

"Keeping the same secret is the best way to form an alliance." Harley said, "The same goes for adhering to the same set of etiquette."

"Obviously, this Mr. March is not from this circle." Constantine shook his head and said: "He is not deliberately putting on airs or retaining his own personality, but he doesn't understand but still wants to pretend."

"Actually, there are people in every circle who are unique but can still get along." Bruce cast his eyes on Constantine's face and said, "But there is a difference between personality and stupidity. You have to be a person first." You have to be smart to be a weirdo, otherwise you will look weird and stupid.”

"I almost thought that professor was sitting here." Constantine showed a smile, raised his eyebrows at Bruce and said, "Who just now almost cried because of Schiller's transference? Coming?"

Bruce turned his head back, not looking at Constantine with a teasing look on his face, but returned his gaze to the screen.

Schiller's eyes fell on the clothes hanging on the back of the chair. Dust and moisture on the coat were actually not a big problem. The leather of the chair was not very expensive, and the folded casual clothes were not ugly. This action was still in the Within the scope of understandable bold behavior.

But the problem was that March threw his clothes on the chair on one side, and then sat down on the chair on the other side. He was sitting alone on the single sofa, looking very funny in front of his clothes.

Schiller stood there, with the obvious pause in his hands, making everyone in the theater seem to hear a sentence - "Then shall I leave?"

Hal still couldn't hold it back and laughed out loud. He patted his knees and said with a smile: "Schiller has no place to sit!"

"This is the first time I have encountered this situation. Is this Lincoln March going to let his coat provide him with psychological counseling? If he wants to get the same warmth from Schiller as his coat, then he wants to "More."

"It's quite embarrassing." Barry turned his head away. He almost wanted to scratch the ground with his toes, but he couldn't help but glance at the screen secretly and said curiously: "So, what is Schiller going to do? Where is he sitting? ?”

On the screen, the professor walked around from behind the chair where March was sitting, patted the back of the chair gently with his hand, then walked towards the stairs, and said: "Mr. March, let's Come to the 2nd floor, where the view is better and suitable for entertaining VIPs like you. ”

March turned to look at him. Before he could stand up, Schiller had already walked up the stairs. Because Schiller walked in front, he could take the lead in sitting on the chair next to the window on the second floor.

"Perfect resolution." Diana couldn't help but admired: "Although I don't know much about this professor and have only heard about him from Bruce's words, there is no doubt that he is a gentleman."

"In social gatherings with celebrities, embarrassing situations often occur where newcomers sit in the wrong seats. Usually, people will remind them quietly, but changing seats under the gaze of others is still a bit embarrassing. It is equivalent to admitting one's own mistake."

"Although every newcomer has such a day, I really like this professor's way of handling it. Call the person out, let him empty the seat, and let the right person sit on it. When the newcomer comes back, he will understand that he made a mistake. Wrong, but it’s less embarrassing if he sits in a new seat like a new guest.”

"I dare say, this is just the beginning." Constantine threatened, leaning on the side of the chair, smiling and saying: "Then let's see if this professor can be elegant to the end. ”

Diana and Bruce also turned their attention to the screen. As celebrities who had real experiences, they could see that March would make stupid mistakes again and again. They also wanted to know how the professor would resolve the situation time and time again. Embarrassment?

To be honest, this kind of scene is rare. In the eyes of a few people who know Schiller better, Schiller rarely needs to tolerate others. He often hates everyone equally, sometimes before others can wait. If you make a mistake, you will be robbed by him and kicked out of the office.

The reason why Schiller tolerated March running wild on his territory is simply because the Batman of this universe put a lot of pressure on him. Their universe does not have such a Batman. If you miss this good show, Wait another hundred years.

It wasn't until March sat across from him that Schiller stood up again and took out a bottle of whiskey and two glasses from the low cabinet placed on the wall of the reception area on the second floor.

When Schiller sat back, March showed him a smile. Schiller stood next to his chair, leaned forward, and placed one of the cups in front of March. Because he was slightly closer to him, he could put the horse in front of him. The expression on Qi's face was clearly visible.

"Lincoln March's expression has changed." Jason's voice was low, but he was very sure: "He feels a little safer. Why?"

Bruce immediately set his sights on Jason. He blinked quickly, as if he was in admiration, and then he said in the same low tone: "There are traces of two wine glasses on the table. More importantly, before The red wine stain Schiller spilled is still there."

"Didn't Professor Schiller clean up the house before?" Clark asked.

"Schiller left it behind on purpose." Bruce replied: "After seeing the body, Schiller knew that this crappy murderer would definitely find him."

"The murderer didn't know who Schiller was. He probably just thought Schiller was an ordinary person or an autopsy expert. He thought he could fool Schiller. He enjoyed the excitement and pleasure of swaggering in front of key figures in the police."

"Schiller was well aware of his mentality and knew he would come, so he wiped the rest of the tables clean except for the one that was stained while talking to Batman."

"Schiller deliberately left traces and wanted the murderer to see it." Bruce thought and deduced: "The purpose was to make the murderer think that he had talked with someone here. The atmosphere was harmonious at the beginning and he drank red wine. , but the result of the conversation was not satisfactory in the end, and the red wine was spilled during the quarrel.”

"What was his purpose in leaving such a hint?" Barry asked.

Bruce didn't answer, just looked at the screen in silence. He knew that Schiller's next move would reveal this.

"I believe you must be a lucky man." After sitting down, Schiller unbuttoned his suit and said, "Mr. March, I don't want people to visit me rashly. It's not because I'm afraid of noise, it's just that I The work is a little busy, and people come without reservations, and they are likely to catch me talking to other guests, which not only interrupts our conversation, but also wastes time. "

"Oh, so I'm really lucky?" Madge glanced at the marks on the table again and said, "You happen to have no guests?"

"No, originally there was, but we ended the conversation early and left here. Otherwise, according to the professional ethics of a psychiatrist, I may have no choice but to shut you out."

"I know that being a psychiatrist is a very hard job. Many patients have no sense of proportion, but you can only endure it. Unpleasant conversations will destroy all good moods. Money cannot make up for this kind of trauma." March said in a sentence Said in a sincere tone.

"It's not a good sign." Constantine suddenly said: "He is trying to resonate with Schiller, trying to get his words into Schiller's heart, and wanting Schiller to think that someone understands him, so he can confide secrets to him."

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"A huge error in judgment." Bruce's words were even more extreme: "No one with a bit of common sense would use this trick on a psychiatrist, because psychiatrists have said this so many times that it is almost engraved into their brains." In the bones.”

Barry frowned slightly. He recalled it and said, "It seems like this. Before I went out to work in the field, I also received a psychological evaluation. The first thing the psychiatrist said was, 'I know your career is very difficult.' It's hard work and there's a lot of pressure."

"Because it's a prelude that opens people's hearts, and the way to play it is very simple. You don't really need to empathize with it, you just need to take the situation seriously."

"Actually, I'm wondering about a question." Diana's brows furrowed deeper and deeper, and she said, "I'm not a detective, and I'm not good at reasoning. I just have a little understanding of the red tape of this upper class society. Everything else depends on it. Intuition, do you think this March is a bit strange? "

"We all noticed his strangeness, ma'am," said Constantine.

"No, I'm not referring to the way he pretends to be ignorant of etiquette. I've seen this kind of attitude from many liars who want to blend into the upper class. It's not unusual at all. What I'm surprised about is that March isn't really not. Understand."

"He had some understanding, but not completely. In other words, it was a bit like he had been indoctrinated in theory but had never practiced it himself, so he had an awkward feeling of separation between thought and behavior."

"And this awkward feeling is even more obvious when combined with Schiller's natural behavior."

Listening to Diana's somewhat doubtful tone, Bruce slowly narrowed his eyes, obviously thinking of something.