Chapter 1944 U: Beyond the Big Event (Forty-Eight)

"Isn't this Black Widow?"

A younger Schiller's voice rang in the ears of Batman and Natasha. Natasha stared at Schiller in the mirror in surprise and said, "Why are you here?"

"I'll tell you some good news. Maybe you already know it. All the sick Schillers from the bottom of the abyss have come out!"

Natasha slapped her forehead and said, "You... you... are you... forget it, I already knew that Schiller is the biggest danger!"

"Who did we just see?" Batman always easily grasps the key points and extracts information in the shortest possible time.

"Do you see what they look like? What kind of clothes are they wearing?" Schiller asked in the mirror.

"The first one wears a black shirt."

"That's a hunt."

"Tell us who he is and what his characteristics are." Batman asked very calmly.

"He is the hunter, one of Schiller's pathological personalities, also called the hunt. He is a killer personality, very good at observation and tracking, and very patient, able to wait until the best opportunity to strike."

Schiller touched his chin in the mirror and then introduced: "He has a morbid obsession with hunting. He will chase a prey until it dies, and he will not hesitate to kill anyone who interferes with his hunting."

Natasha and Schiller looked at each other and immediately thought of the knife that appeared behind the female ghost several times, so Natasha asked: "How does he choose his prey?"

"There is no pattern." Schiller in the mirror shook his head and said, "Focus on one, kill him, and then find the next one, that's it."

"Another one was wearing a normal T-shirt, but had a strange gray scarf tied around his neck."

"Oh, you guys are in trouble." Schiller glanced at the wound on Natasha's arm and said, "That's Gluttony. He eats anything, but he prefers flesh and blood."

"I advise you not to bother." Schiller in the mirror shrugged and said, "The smell of blood is the best bait. Unless you can completely heal the wound, he is destined to chase you."

Natasha gritted her teeth and cursed, then asked: "Then who else ran out?"

"I."

"Besides you, I mean."

"Do you just look down on me so much? I succeeded in killing you."

"You know it's not your fault alone, I mean, it's not your personality alone."

Schiller curled his lips in the mirror and said: "The good news is that you are not the worst yet. The most dangerous one among us is eyeing another young Batman."

"The most dangerous one? Who is he?" Batman narrowed his eyes and asked.

"manipulate."

When Batman was about to say something, Schiller interrupted him and said: "There is no weakness in manipulation. He will always have a way to make the situation become what he wants and to make the people he chooses fall into the situation he wants."

"What on earth is he going to do?" Batman's voice deepened.

"Don't worry, he is the one who cherishes toys the most among us and will not break any of them." Schiller said with a smile.

Batman and Natasha both stared at him suspiciously.

"You should worry about yourselves first."

As soon as the words fell, Schiller disappeared in the mirror.

"Bang!"

The door panel of the first stall of the bathroom suddenly flew out. Batman instinctively hugged Natasha into his arms and fell to the side. The door panel was not hit by the front, but the sharp edge of the falling door scratched his back. .

With a "squeak" sound, a wound ranging from one to ten centimeters long appeared on his back, and blood poured out instantly.

Natasha looked up suddenly, and sure enough, the Schiller in the mirror had changed into the one wearing a gray scarf.

The female agent grabbed Batman and the two ran out the door quickly. Natasha shouted as she ran, "How on earth are we going to deal with them? We can't touch them at all."

"There must be a way." Batman's voice was still low, and he said, "This way, come in."

They once again hid in the preparation room where they had taken the bandages. Batman turned around and asked Natasha to check his wound. As soon as his clothes were lifted up, the wound that was originally not deep enough to be more than ten centimeters suddenly became several millimeters deeper.

"It's too much trouble." Natasha frowned and said, "We don't even know how they affect us. It's so weird."

Natasha began to help Batman debridement. As she took out the cotton balls, she said: "This is much more powerful than the previous levels of the killer. And it's not just one, but several."

"You seem to know the Schiller from before."

"Yes, we have died together before."

Batman didn't know what to say, so he asked, "Who is he?"

"I suspect that he is lustful, but I can't be sure." Natasha shook her head and said, "Before, the two of us could be said to have gotten together and had a heart-to-heart, but I didn't notice any reaction from him."

Batman instinctively felt that what Natasha was describing should be some physical scene, but he didn't have time to think about it and spoke quickly.

"The reaction of the relatively friendly Schiller is worth exploring. He said that there is no weakness in the trait called manipulation, but he is actually implying that other personalities have it."

"Or other personalities act in a regular manner." Batman's brain was working rapidly. He said: "As the name suggests, the hunter will always focus on a target. Obviously he is now focused on the female ghost."

"This is actually his weakness, because if he stares at the female ghost, we will be safe, but if he kills the female ghost and we don't know the pattern of his target shifting, then we may be targeted by him. ”

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"Similarly, Gluttony's actions targeting us now are also regular. If we know in advance that he will follow the smell of blood, we can ensure that he is not injured as much as possible. In this way, maybe he is just wandering aimlessly."

"But it's too late now." Natasha said: "Now that we are both injured, running separately is not a good option."

"We can't divide our troops yet. We have to find out their patterns first. We..."

Suddenly, Schiller's shadow flashed on the glass again. This time Batman reacted quickly, kicked open the door and rushed into the corridor. As soon as they left, a pair of medical scissors was inserted into the door panel.

"Don't run away in a hurry." Batman said, "Since you can't run away, it's better to take this opportunity to observe his movements."

Batman glanced up at the glass and said, "Now that we're both wounded and bleeding, which one will he choose?"

As soon as he finished speaking, the medical scissors with the tip inserted into the door panel kept vibrating, and finally fell to the ground, then flew up again, speeding towards Natasha at an extremely fast speed.

Batman knocked Natasha down with quick eyes and hands, and the two rushed to another room in the corridor again. This time there was someone in the room, and they were awakened by the movement they made.

This time no one in the room was possessed, but before they could scream, Batman and Natasha knocked both patients unconscious.

"He got my blood." Natasha said, "I guess that's why he targeted me."

"I'm afraid it's not that simple. Do you still remember? Schiller in the mirror said that Gluttony will eat anything. It makes no sense that he only wants your blood and not mine."

Suddenly Batman realized something and said: "The amount of blood...the amount is the key!"

Batman pulled Natasha's arm, looked at the wound on her arm and said, "When your wound started to worsen, we didn't realize what happened, so he sucked your blood all the way. "

"And my wound just got worse, which means he also got my blood, but in the end he still went towards you. It may be because you gave him more blood. Gluttony, Gluttony... For Gluttony, the quality It’s not the key, it’s the quantity.”

Natasha raised her eyelids and looked at Batman and said, "What did you think of?"

"Give him my blood."

Natasha frowned, and just when she was about to say something, Batman said: "I give him more blood, and he will come after me, and then you can take the opportunity to take the healing potion and restore the wound on your arm. "

"But I..."

"You said that you are a genetically modified person, and your recovery speed will be faster than mine. Even if the medicine and physical energy are weakened, your recovery power is also weakened, but it is still faster than me, and the recovery time required is also faster than mine. I'm short."

"Then what happens next? Even if I come back unharmed, he will still chase you and attack you."

"Go find the blood bag." Batman said decisively: "There must be an emergency blood bank in the mental hospital. When we were hiding in the power distribution room, I checked the wiring there. The blood bank should be on our floor."

"You go there and find the blood bag and use more blood to lead him somewhere else so that I can have enough time to recover."

Natasha didn't hesitate for half a second, turned around and left. Batman looked at her back with admiration, then punched the observation window on the door, picked up the glass shards, and slashed hard on his arm. .

A large amount of blood gushes out, and the next second Batman turns his head, and sure enough he sees Schiller's shadow on the glass.

"Bang!"

The door was thrown to the wall, and Beiba rushed out of the door. He turned back to Schiller and said, "Stop following me. You are the source of all this trouble. I think we should go separately."

Schiller covered his forehead.

Bruce was happy in front of the screen.

"Who is that guy in the mirror?" Constantine frowned tightly and huddled himself in the chair. He said, "I feel an extremely dangerous aura, very, very, very dangerous. He You won’t get out of the screen, right?”

"Of course, please rest assured that the theater is absolutely safe." Owen shouted loudly: "The duelists in the game can never see us."

Constantine still shrank his neck and said: "That Schiller with white sideburns just now gave me a feeling that having any connection with him will be a huge trouble."

"He is the kind of person who will squeeze you into various shapes, and then watch you suffer for your own changes and state of existence, and feel enjoyment from the bottom of your heart." Constantine said with certainty: "Anyone Curiosity about him is fatal, can I apply to unilaterally block his image?”

"I'm afraid this won't work." Owen shook his head and said.

"Then I'll go to sleep first. Call me when this is over." Constantine decisively chose to fall asleep.

"I hate such sanctimonious people." The clown Arthur tilted his head and said: "He is the kind of person who often walks in the upper class and deceives everyone with a perfect human skin, but in fact he is no nobler or better than me. People who are much smarter than me will always have their skin broken.”

"I don't see anything wrong with him." Lord Superman's face was still serious. He said, "Didn't he just appear in the mirror and say a few words to the Batman?"

"That's not as simple as a few words." Bruce smiled again and said, "Dim light, lights flashing at a certain frequency, low and slow voice, what does this constitute?"

The other three looked at him.

"The Batman was hypnotized, more or less." Bruce touched his lips and said, "And as far as I know, this is the specialty of manipulation, and it can even be said to be a master skill."