amaotonovel Chapter 2998: The Green Trees Are Thick and the Summer Is Long (32)
Chapter 2998: The Green Trees Are Thick and the Summer Is Long (32)
Chapter 2998: The Green Trees Are Thick and the Summer Is Long (Thirty-Two)
Schiller sat on the bed in the dark and cold prison, holding a black umbrella in his hand. He did not go to look for any evidence at all. He went out just to get his umbrella back.
The process of him being taken away was really unremarkable. It was nothing more than a car stopped in front of him and someone told him to either cooperate or die. Schiller chose to cooperate, and they didn't seem to notice the strangeness of the umbrella at all. After locking him up in prison, they just put the umbrella by the passage on this floor.
After Schiller got the umbrella back, he just sat there. Soon, the elevator stopped at this floor again. A group of people came down cursing. Soon, a man was thrown into the cell next door.
There was a wall between the two cells, so Schiller couldn't see the other person's appearance, but he could guess who the other person was. But before he could open his mouth, the man turned over and spoke.
"Were you also captured by them? You must believe me, I'm not crazy. They want me to admit that I'm a mental patient, so that my testimony will be invalid. But you must believe me, I'm really not crazy! I saw what they did!"
"Who are you?" Schiller asked.
"I...if I tell you, you probably won't help me." A female voice came from the other end. She didn't sound very old and had a very obvious Gotham accent. She must be a local.
"You tell me first."
"My last name is Richie... But I have nothing to do with that gangster boss named Richie. To be more precise, we are distant relatives, but he has never helped us with anything, and I have never done any of those gangster activities. You must believe me!"
The other party has been emphasizing the need to believe in her, which proves that there were probably very few people, or almost no people, who believed in her before.
"Rich..." Schiller repeated the last name. He felt it was somewhat familiar, but it should have been a long time ago.
"Yes, I am a branch of that gangster family, but that is not important. What is important is that my sister was killed by them! Because she witnessed their devilish deeds, they killed her!"
"who are they?"
"Of course it's the people who kidnapped you here!" The other person raised his voice and said, "Before they kidnapped you, someone must have come into contact with you. Don't tell me you don't know who they are!"
"I really don't know."
The other party seemed to be a little disappointed with her. She pounded the ground hard and said, "Everyone says that I am a mental patient, but I am the only one who knows that I am not! They slandered me just to put me in a mental hospital! In this way, my sister's death and the evil things they did will never see the light of day again!"
Schiller could tell from her wording that she must have received a good education and at least knew some grammar, which proved that she came from a good family, which was consistent with her claim that she was a branch of a former gangster family.
"I may not be able to get out alive, but I think they are very important to you. If possible, you must expose them, otherwise more children will be harmed!"
"child?"
"Yes, they are a gang, a gang that specializes in...specially harming children! My sister once happened to...and was killed by them! She sent me a distress signal before she died, so I know..."
"How did she send you a distress signal?"
"By text message!"
"Where's the text message?"
"I was deleted when they found out."
"You're not going to investigate privately, are you?"
"I just want to know what happened to my sister! She's not allergic to endive at all! I've seen her eat this dish more than once at home, how could she die of an allergy?!"
"It seems that you are really crazy." Schiller said calmly: "Perhaps you have never understood your sister. All this is your imagination."
The other party stopped talking, but the emotion she conveyed was not frustration. It seemed that she had no intention of giving up.
Sure enough, after a while, Schiller heard someone on the other side prying the lock with a click, and the lock was quickly opened, but the other party went out for a walk and came back.
Schiller didn't feel strange at all, because there was actually nothing on this floor, or in other words, ordinary people couldn't enter the place where clues might be, and the elevator couldn't start. Otherwise, he wouldn't have gone to so much trouble to bring Scarlet Witch here.
Schiller took great pains to make the kidnappers confuse Barbara and Wanda, but fortunately, they looked very similar, with little difference in body shape, and more importantly, they both had long red hair, so as long as they were not too close, they would be mistaken for the same person.
Schiller first went to the police station to draw everyone's attention to Gordon. Just as he told Gordon, the mastermind behind the scenes would feel that a scholar like Schiller would not be able to find out anything deep even if he wanted to investigate, but an old sheriff like Gordon who had worked in Gotham for so many years would be a big threat.
Precisely because the other party has no bottom line, after learning about Gordon's iron-fisted style, they will pin their hopes on kidnapping his family to force him to compromise, and naturally they will arrange people to keep an eye on him near Gordon's manor.
The purpose of their surveillance was to determine how many people were in Gordon Manor and what the defense strength was like, so Schiller hired a courier to deliver a package to Gordon Manor.
According to Schiller's understanding, Wanda is a person who cannot sit still. She buys groceries, cooks, cleans the house, takes care of the yard, and picks up express deliveries all by herself. Not only does she not feel tired, she enjoys it all. She is a natural housewife.
As expected, as soon as the package arrived, Wanda ran out to get it herself, which gave the people who were following her the illusion that Mrs. Gordon was the only adult in the manor at that time.
In their opinion, someone who can live in such a manor would not come out to pick up things in person as long as there are other people in the house. Since she came out to pick up the express delivery by herself, there must be no one else.
Once they pass the news back, the mastermind behind the scenes will immediately realize that this is a good opportunity to strike, and will let his subordinates take action.
After all, the mastermind behind the scenes is not a gangster family, and they don't have their own team of killers, or the team consists of more than just professionals. They hire street thugs to do surveillance work like this.
The street thugs were locals and had seen Barbara entering and leaving Wayne Manor before she gave birth. But precisely because they were low-class thugs, they would not dare to approach the house of the local police chief even if they had ten times the courage. So even if they saw Barbara, they were far away and could not see her face clearly. They could only be sure that she was a red-haired woman.
Wanda happened to be a red-haired woman, and she happened to walk out of the manor. When the kidnappers arrived, the gangsters naturally pointed out Wanda as Mrs. Gordon.
Just as they were figuring out how to break into the manor and tie the people up, Wanda came out on her own.
As the saying goes, once you lose an opportunity, it never comes back. When these people saw this great opportunity coming, they didn't care about anything and just kidnapped Wanda.
After all, who else could the beautiful red-haired woman living in Gordon Manor be? Even if it wasn't Mrs. Gordon, but Mrs. Gordon's sister, he still had to be saved.
But they didn't expect that Wanda not only had no relatives with Gordon, but was also the Scarlet Witch. More importantly, she had upgraded from an angry woman to an angry mother, and her power had reached a new level.
What Schiller said to Wanda was to stimulate her so that she would go and find the truth. Those defense measures that were very strict for ordinary people were a piece of cake for Scarlet Witch. There was no place here that she could not go.
Although Schiller didn't know what these people had hidden here, he could probably imagine how mentally polluting the scene was.
Wanda would definitely feel very angry, and might just wipe out all of these people, or even blow up this broken place.
This way, the matter is completely settled. Schiller no longer has to run around in a 40-degree weather and can go home and enjoy the air conditioning.
As a result, Schiller sat here and waited for a long time but saw no movement. He saw a flash of red light, but did not hear any screams, the building was not destroyed, and it seemed that no one disappeared.
What happened? Can Scarlet Witch change her gender?
Schiller waited for a long time and found no movement. He sighed in his heart. These people from Marvel are unreliable. None of them plays by the rules. In the end, he has to do it himself!
"Do you want to avenge your sister?" Schiller asked suddenly.
Miss Richie next door immediately quieted down. After a long while, she spoke: "You know what? My mother has mental problems. When I was about 5 years old, she went completely crazy. My father died in a gang fight. I was almost raised by my sister. Otherwise, I wouldn't be so obsessed with finding the truth."
"Whether you believe it or not, I will definitely avenge her." Miss Richie's tone revealed grief and indignation. She said, "But I can't see that damn man at all. I know that he was the one who teamed up with that group of people to slander me as a mental patient..."
Miss Richie kept saying these things over and over again, and Schiller thought she might have anxiety disorder and obsessive behavior, but that didn't really matter.
Schiller could feel that she was one of those rare people who would not despair. To put it bluntly, she was stubborn, but to put it nicely, she had a strong will.
"I can help you get out, and even find someone to help you, but you have to promise me one thing."
"what?"
"Before that, let me ask you a question, how do you want to take revenge?"
"Kill that bastard, of course!"
"Is that all?"
"if not?"
"Have you seen your sister's body?"
"No, they wouldn't let me see it at all." Miss Rich's tone was full of sadness. She said: "I don't believe she died of allergies. I asked for a forensic review, but no one listened to me."
"Where is her body buried?"
"I don't know. No one will tell me."
"Can you find something of your sister's? It would be best if she always kept it with her."
"Of course, I have a favorite toy bear of hers. She always slept with it when she was little. Unfortunately, after they got married, that bastard wouldn't let her take it with her, so it stayed at home."
"Very good. After you leave, take this thing to Arkham Asylum to find Dr. Brand. He knows what to do."
"What do you want to do?"
Schiller was silent, and Miss Richie knocked on the wall and said, "Don't be silent and treat me like a lunatic."
"I'm just worried that you think I'm crazy."
"I won't. Even if you can't help me in the end, I'm already very grateful that you're willing to talk to me like a normal person. I haven't had a normal conversation with anyone for a long time."
Schiller felt that Miss Richie's mental state was actually a little abnormal. She was obviously very excited, spoke quickly, and her pronunciation was unclear. From the way she spoke, one could tell that she was trembling a little.
Schiller suspected that she might indeed have a hereditary mental illness, but had not yet developed the disease. No wonder Williams was willing to let him see her at the beginning. A normal psychologist would not rule out the possibility that she had a mental illness.
"Brand will help your sister summon her spirit."
"spiritualism?!"
"Yes, don't you want to know the real cause of your sister's death?"
"I……"
"If you don't know, how can you know how much pain she suffered before she died, and how can you talk about revenge against the murderer?"
"...Okay, I'll go." Miss Richie gritted her teeth and said, "Now how do I get out of here?"
As she finished her words, she felt something sticking out from the railing next to her. Richie hurried to the railing and looked down, and found that it was a black umbrella.
"Take this umbrella and go, young lady."