Chapter 2315 Gotham Music Festival (Part 47)

Chapter 2308 Gotham Music Festival (forty-seven)

Beibao was bandaging the wound on his arm. It took a little trouble to remove the bullet, but fortunately it was taken out smoothly. The injured part that was tightly wrapped by the bandage no longer hurt so much.

He sighed inwardly, but quickly got up from the ground, but just as he was about to go out, he smelled a strong smell of blood coming from the central air conditioning outlet.

He quickly walked out of the bathroom and followed the faint light towards the small living room. But as soon as he turned the corner, he saw a pair of dead eyes staring at him in the corridor.

Even if he was Batman, he couldn't help but pause when faced with this situation. Two seconds later, he finally saw clearly that it was a corpse hanging upside down from the vent above his head.

This corpse had no arms, and because it was hanging upside down and congested with blood, its eyeballs were about to fall out of their sockets. Two lifeless eyes protruded, and blood flowed down from the corners of the mouth and eyes. The appearance was extremely horrifying.

Bei Bat took a deep breath. He knew that under normal circumstances, anyone who saw such a face floating in the air as soon as they turned a corner would be frightened out of their wits and turn around and run away.

Because of this, Bei Bat forcibly stopped his steps and did not turn around. Instead, he slowly retreated to the end of the corridor and began to move sideways towards the stairs.

But at this moment, two figures walked upstairs. Before Bei Bat could stop them, they had already seen the scene in the corridor.

"ah!!!!!!!!"

A high-pitched scream from a female voice sounded. With quick eyes and quick hands, Beibao pulled Amanda over who was about to turn around, pressed her back against the wall at the end of the corridor, and then stopped her with his arms.

Oliver glanced back at Baybat, who made a circling gesture with his fingers. Oliver immediately turned his head back, and then slowly retreated to the wall, next to Amanda who looked frightened.

Amanda's chest kept rising and falling, the fearful expression on her face had not faded, and her eyes were fixed on the body hanging on the vent.

But Oliver recognized him through a scar under the corner of the corpse's eye, and said: "It's 'Black Gun'. He used to be a gunman of a pirate organization. He was active in the Caribbean. Later, he was incorporated by the Penitent Cartel. He is one of the few people who have been chasing me." One of the killers."

"How...he..." Amanda was already a little incoherent. The emotional shock she had experienced recently was a bit too much.

Amanda Waller has actually always been a rule defender on the side of order, otherwise she would not have chosen to join the FBI and always wanted revenge through law enforcement.

She really wanted the murderer to pay the price, and the moment she saw Flamenco, her anger was simply uncontrollable.

But the way flamenco died was like a basin of cold water, which chilled Amanda from head to toe.

What really horrified her was that she actually saw a beauty that was close to art in the bloody fireworks.

The murder should have made her scream, vomit, and roar, and the death of her enemy should have made her cheer and move her to tears, but her enemy's death in such a way only made her feel shocked, dizzy, and then filled with endless fear. .

Sometimes it is a blessing to be able to completely collapse, but after experiencing an experience that is different from the world we have known in the past few decades and is close to some kind of hallucination, most people's brains can only be used to play it over and over again. The more you look at the detailed fragments, the more scared you become, and the more you look at them, the more scared you become, and eventually they become an eternal nightmare.

Amanda felt that she would never forget the fireworks in her life.

The moment she saw the body hanging upside down in the middle of the corridor, Amanda was awakened by another fear. She stood there tensing her limbs, holding on to the wall with her hands and breathing rapidly. She turned to look at Beibat and said: "What's going on? Did you kill him?"

"Obviously not." Beiba's face was serious as he said, "It's Schiller. This is a trap of Schiller's."

Oliver also looked at Beiba. He could tell that the young man in front of him must know something, especially about Schiller.

"He wants to scare you so you can turn around and run away."

"Why did you scare us away?" Oliver felt that he was about to grasp the key. He was about to find Schiller's anchor.

"The key is not to escape, but to turn around." Bei Bat stared at the corpse and said: "If I guess correctly, the personality trait that controls Schiller's body now is called 'hunting'."

"One of his personality traits once explained to me that each of his pathological personality traits are very crazy and ferocious, but each of them has different characteristics. As long as you master this characteristic, it is relatively safe."

"What are the characteristics of hunting?" Oliver asked.

"He only chases and exposes his back to his prey." The hallucinations he had seen flashed before Bei Bat's eyes, especially part of the memory of hunting. The process of hunting a certain woman, he began to truthfully describe them.

"Schiller is very likely to have a very special kind of crazy vision. This is actually not uncommon. People with schizophrenia or people whose brains are oppressed and damaged will have visions that are different from ordinary people. In their eyes, what is happening in reality is Something has deformed and is completely different from what normal people see.”

"Schiller may be like this. When he is in a certain state, he can see hallucinations and changes in his vision."

"The hunter's field of vision is usually blurry and extremely narrow, with black edges and countless water ripples rippling in the middle. This greatly affects his visual ability. In short, when he While hunting, he could hardly see anything."

"But there is only one exception." Beiba took a deep breath and said: "When someone turns around and Schiller sees his back, the water ripples will calm down from the center of the field of vision until they disappear. not see."

"The center of the field of vision will become clearer and clearer. Once Schiller's eyes are fully restored to the normal level, the prey with its back exposed will be marked by him as a priority hunting target, and then he will pursue them until The other party dies."

"And his execution methods usually have an artistic beauty to them. I guess this may be because hunting and art often go together."

"It is speculated that art will pursue special execution methods to make the death scene more beautiful, which is also one of its characteristics."

Bei Bat sighed and said: "It takes time to focus the hunter's vision, but once the focus is completed and the prey is locked, the hunter's physical fitness, speed, and strength will increase greatly."

"Short-term exposure of his back will attract his attention, but he will not be targeted, but once locked, it is almost impossible to escape."

Oliver and Amanda looked at each other, and they remembered their previous encounters. Oliver passed Schiller several times without causing him to act aggressively, but Amanda turned around and ran away, and Schiller noticed her almost immediately. .

"Just be careful not to turn your back to him?" Amanda breathed a sigh of relief and asked.

But Bei Bat shook his head and said, "It's not that simple."

"Why did he hang this body here?" Bei Bat looked up at the body in the middle of the corridor and asked and answered: "He deliberately made the body scary, just to frighten the people who came up to him and turn around and run away. Even if you know this rule, it is difficult to avoid the instinctive fear of human beings.”

Amanda's face turned pale in an instant. If Beiba hadn't grabbed her, she would have been frightened and ran away.

More importantly, Amanda can't insist that she will be able to endure it the next time something like this happens. As Beibat said, fear is human instinct, and it requires the most willpower to control it. Live the mood.

No matter who comes and sees a human face with bleeding from all the orifices, bulging eyeballs, or floating upside down in mid-air in the pitch black with only extremely weak light, it will be impossible for him to stand still. Fear and survival instincts will Urge them to run quickly, this is Schiller's trap.

Now Oliver understood that things were really in trouble.

Originally, he thought that Schiller had an anchor point. As long as he could find it, not to mention defeating and subduing him head-on, it would at least make him feel better, and maybe he would wake up soon.

Now he discovered that Schiller had evolved into a state of invulnerability, where his anchor was not his weaknesses but his offensive rules.

The most outrageous thing about this offensive rule is that, in addition to being a rigid rule, it also allows Schiller to exert his subjective initiative.

In the game, when a player encounters a certain death condition, he will inevitably find a way to avoid it. However, if at this time, the game planner uses his subjective initiative to design traps for players to trigger the certain death condition.

And there is more than one setting. During the player's way through the level, he can set countless others. As long as the player is fooled once, the death rule will be triggered directly, and then it is completely over. It is strange that this plan is not criticized for being bloody.

But the reality is even less logical than the game. Hunting can't see anything except his back, but he is not an irrational lunatic. He can still use his wisdom to create traps. If you don't show your back, I will force you to show your back. , I can make countless mistakes, but you can only make one mistake.

"Is there any solution?" Oliver looked at Beibat and asked.

Beibao shook his head.

"Do you think it is possible to have one person be targeted and hunted, and then have another person expose his back to attract Schiller's attention, and then let him chase this one, thereby holding him back?"

Beiba shook his head again and said: "I was about to tell you this sad news. The progress bar of Schiller's sight focusing and locking on the prey is cumulative."

"What's the meaning?"

"It takes time for him to focus. Assume this time is 5 seconds. The first time you reveal your back, it takes him two seconds to focus. The second time you reveal your back, it takes another two seconds. Then the third time you reveal your back, he only focuses. It only takes one more second to focus and you’re locked in.”

"God!" Amanda gritted her teeth and said, "Is there anything more ridiculous than this?"

"Also, madam." Beiba looked at her and said, "If I remember correctly, you should be the lady who wore the marlin mask before."

"...I am indeed, what's wrong?" Amanda remembered that she was the only woman on the whole table at Marlin, so it was easy to tell the difference.

"I'm afraid you don't have much time."

Amanda looked at Beibat with wide eyes.

"What I mean is that Schiller has tried to get behind you several times before. No one knows how many times he succeeded, but even once or twice, the progress bar you were locked by him was almost full... "Bei Bat repeated, "You don't have much time."