The door sign with Kazsovo No. 125 is written, swaying gently in the night wind, looking up along the wall covered with water vapor. The dim lights are visible from the window, and the two figures are sitting opposite each other, as if they are very close, but they are as far away as two worlds.

"…Teaching those intern agents is not an easy job, or working in such an environment, you must be careful everywhere because there are too many pairs of eyes staring at you."

Schiller took a sip of wine and sighed softly, "But I have no choice. That mistake in my youth has removed me from this society. I have to work for violent law enforcement agencies, which they call 'atonement'."

"Sorry, Professor." March said, shook his head gently, "I have no intention of questioning the federal judicial system, but if a free citizen has paid enough for his mistakes, no one can force him to do a job."

"Whether it is forced or restricted, the FBI does not want me to go deep into this society, but I am also a human being. I need to come out and get some breath, so they can only choose the least and throw me into this so-called most chaotic and dark city."

March's eyes stopped for a moment, as if he was thinking of something, but then he heard Schiller say with some gratitude: "I was wandering in Chicago when I was young. At that time, James Gordon was still studying at the police school in Chicago. I had a relationship with him, but I didn't expect to meet again this time."

"I heard from Mr. Wayne that the famous name of Chief Gordon led the police officers of the Gotham Police Department to crack another murder case and arrest countless criminals. Even the most difficult madmen can only surrender."

"I don't know when Gordon had such talent." Schiller's fingertips kept tapping on the armrest of the chair. He let out a breath and said, "I used to think he was an ordinary person, but now I still maintain this view."

March looked up at Schiller, thought for a moment, and said, "Maybe you just came here and didn't know that the city of Gotham has another feature, they call him 'the greatest detective Batman in the world'."

"Maybe Gordon doesn't have that talent to call the wind and rain in this dark city, but Batman can, you've dealt with him, haven't you?"

"Yes, I met him, and when Gordon asked me to assist him in solving the recent serial murder case, I met the so-called Dark Knight."

“How do you feel?”

"I don't know how to say it." Schiller shook his head slightly, but March continued to lean forward and stared at Schiller's eyes and said: "I'm very curious about him, so I want to hear what everyone thinks of him, including yours, you can speak freely."

"I don't like him." Schiller first gave an emotional conclusion, and then said: "But the dead are innocent. If the world's greatest detective can really help the detective, his weird dressing style and silent communication style are not unacceptable."

"Improve it, how does he view the recent serial murder case?"

"He's too anxious." Constantine said with a frown, "Even I can see that every eyebrows are shaking when he is excited. It can be said that he is browsing. It's so deadly."

At this time, everyone in the theater was nervous because they were more familiar with Schiller, and Schiller's current body movements were the prelude to showing off his aggressiveness.

But at this moment, with a "huh", the flames in the fireplace in the lobby on the first floor were extinguished. The fire was already very weak, so it did not cause much light changes when it was extinguished, but Schiller immediately turned his head and looked at the dark fireplace.

"Forgive me for being rude, Mr. March, wait a moment."

Schiller immediately stood up and walked downstairs. Before March could even keep him, he stared at Schiller's back as he quickly went downstairs and frowned deeply. When the excitement and excitement that was about to reach its peak was suddenly interrupted, the pain was indescribable.

Schiller quickly walked to the fireplace, and he reached out and picked up the firewood at the edge of the fireplace that was burning half the remaining firewood.

As Schiller's eyes focused on firewood, Barry's eyes in the theater narrowed, and he said firmly in a voice that was not like him: "Firewood was passive."

"From the color of the cut surface, the skin is very dry, but the inside is very moist. It should be soaked and then dried with special means to keep the wood dry on the outside and wet on the inside."

"In this way, the initial burning flame will be very fierce, but the extinguishing speed will be very fast. Someone designed the burning time of the fireplace through this method... Why did Batman do this? Did he expect Schiller and March to have a conversation?"

"No, it's more like a guide." Bruce also said quickly.

Suddenly, the atmosphere inside and outside the screen became anxious, just like a movie reaching its climax, the camera began to switch quickly, everyone had their own expressions and thoughts.

Schiller's eyes swept over the place where the wood was piled beside the fireplace, and he immediately walked over. After picking up the first unmoved wood, he saw a metal handle exposed in the gap between the wood and the wall.

Schiller immediately turned sideways, leaning his arm against the wall to block the gap, looking down at the gap, there was a firewood-slicing axe in the gap, just in the length and sharp blade.

Suddenly, a sound came from the upper floor. Shiller turned around and saw March holding the railing on the second floor, staring at him tightly with his red bloodshot eyes, showing off his aggressiveness.

Constantine stood up directly from the theater chair, and slapped the back of the front chair with heavy hands and said, "Batman expected everything."

"Bruce Wayne of this universe has come into contact with Lincoln March and knows that he is a fool who doesn't understand etiquette, so he deliberately takes Schiller to see the body, not to listen to Schiller's analysis, but to ask March to find Schiller."

"He knew that March's rudeness would definitely anger Schiller, but that was still not enough. Batman needed another fire."

"He has seen that Schiller is a rigorous person with obsessive-compulsive disorder. He must be accustomed to controlling all sounds and light during psychological diagnosis and treatment, and will never allow the atmosphere to exceed his control."

"The fireplace goes out means the light is dimmer, which may pull the conversation into a darker atmosphere. The rigorous professor will not allow such a scene beyond his control. He will definitely light the fireplace first."

"Batman chose to extinguish the fireplace when March was about to get what he wanted most. Sheele's departure would definitely make him angry."

"Once March is the first to show off his aggressiveness in Schiller's territory, Schiller will definitely fight back. He will not allow a crazy idiot to provoke him again and again. He provides Schiller with the opportunity, motivation and even weapon, just waiting for the professor to take action."

"Batman wants to see these two cruel murderers take off their elegant disguises, reveal their extremely aggressive true faces, fight against anger and violence, and show their ugly appearance."

"Then he came again like a god, not only defeating them in the flesh, but also setting off their ugliness with his god-like majesty posture, so that they know that there is no madman in this world who can always remain elegant and calm. He is a beast, so he should return to barbarity."

"It also makes them know what the Dark Knight is."

As Constantine finished speaking, the atmosphere in the theater condensed like ice. Barry closed his eyes gently and said, "If you have faced him directly, you will know why he is not a policeman, a judge, or even a hero, but a dark knight in a dark city."

"It's not only because of his solemn and majesticity, but more importantly, he is always more restrained, self-sustaining, calm and elegant than anyone else."

Barry's voice was more like a narration of the camera switching gap. As the tone of voice rose, the atmosphere in room 125 of Kazsovo reached its most solidified moment.

Schiller was at his hand with the sharp logging axe. Markey could walk down the stairs with his feet and block the only passage where Schiller left.

But except for the first glance, Schiller's eyes never looked over such a perfect weapon. He just stared at March, staring at his blood-cold and red eyes.

"Dingling!"

The moment the harsh phone ringing rang, even the people in the theater were sweating coldly.

Schiller raised his head and looked at the phone on the second floor. He didn't care about March's attacking posture at all. He walked towards him, crossed him, walked up the stairs, and came to the next to the phone and answered the phone.

"Hey? Yes, I'm Rodriguez across the street... Yes, I hope that by tomorrow morning, the tie will be delivered to No. 125 Kazsovo, wrapped in grease paper, and put it in my mailbox."

"Yes, I understand that 'red wine stains' are relatively difficult to deal with. It's a bit troublesome to wash them completely, but it can't be past 5pm tomorrow at the latest... No, I'm not in a hurry to use it, but it's better to be quick."

At this time, Schiller looked down, and March, who appeared in his sight, suddenly relaxed his shoulders and lowered his arms. The obvious aggression disappeared.

"I don't understand, how he broke the deadlock." Diana said very bluntly: "This should be an unsolvable death. If Schiller doesn't take action, March will do it. In order to protect himself, Schiller either fights back or dodges, and no matter which one is, he will look very embarrassed."

"The key is to comfort March." Constantine hugged her arms and sighed slowly, "Shiler sent her tie to the laundry across the street in advance... Wait, it was Batman who told him that there was a laundry across the street. Will this be related to this?"

"It must be." Bruce gave a conclusion and then explained: "I don't like to say anything extra. Since it has been emphasized that new clothes for the banquet will be ironed and delivered, it is meaningless to emphasize that there is a laundry across the street. The banquet will be held tomorrow, and there is no need to wash and iron a set of clothes twice."

"This is another tip from Batman." Bruce said expressionlessly: "As it, he wasn't going to kill Schiller with this game or Lincoln March. He knew that this could not be done, and he was going to see how much Schiller knew him."

"In other words, the laundry is actually a reminder, prompting Schiller to send the stained tie over." Barry frowned, and his rapidly moving brain could not keep up, so he had to ask: "If Schiller understood this prompt and sent the tie over, the phone call from the laundry would happen, but how did this call stop March from doing it?"

"Red wine stains." Bruce gave the answer.

"The red wine stain means that Schiller stains his tie and pushes back along the logic. Why did Schiller stain his tie? Because he had an argument with someone, at least in March's opinion."

"The wine stain will remind March of it. Schiller is likely to have a conflict with Batman. Schiller and Batman are opposites, not on the same side, they are opponents rather than ally."

"So..." Diana also felt that her thinking could not keep up. So far, her brain can still run at full speed, and only Bruce was left to sort out all the logic, so he said:

"So, a multiple-choice question is placed in front of March. Should we continue to indulge in enjoying this pleasure of provoking the police, or to solve the crisis that needs to be solved that may be discovered and arrested by Batman."

"I didn't understand at all," Hal said.

"Originally, Schiller's significance to March was just a tool to convey Batman's evaluation, or a toy that satisfies the pleasure of provoking the police after he committed a crime."

"But after March realized that Schiller was an enemy of Batman, his significance to March became a temporary ally that could attract Batman's attention."

"The essence of this choice is how afraid of Batman is March. If he is afraid enough, he will definitely not give up forming an alliance with Schiller, and will not give up allowing Schiller to divert Batman's attention."

"Since you want to form an alliance, you naturally cannot take action. Instead, you should talk, and naturally there will be no violent conflict."

Bruce took a deep breath and summarized it from the beginning: "Batman used March to interfere Schiller, in essence, to test whether Schiller could understand his hint. Schiller understood his hint and sent his tie to the laundry. So when the conflict broke out, he introduced the keyword "red wine stain", which made March feel that Schiller could use it and gave up attacking him."

"Simply put, Batman asked a question, and there seemed to be many solutions, but the optimal solution was hidden in one sentence. Schiller found the optimal solution, answered the question according to the answer, and they completed another round of tests."

"The result is that it seems that Batman is in a high position, but Schiller has no flaws. Batman gets the answer and Schiller gets an ally who can provide him with his identity."

The syllable of the last letter fell and everyone breathed a sigh of relief.

Barry gently covered his eyes with his hands, and Clark became more straightforward. He raised his head and breathed out, spitting out a word like a slept in the air:

"Help..."

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Chapter completed!