Chapter 3561 The Edge of Tomorrow (Seventh)

"'Brenniac Support Association'? What a hell of an organization?" Victor looked at the poster posted on the campus bulletin board and showed a disgusting expression.

Schiller stood beside him and naturally saw the poster. In the center of the poster is Bleniak's big green bald head, with two lines of words written next to it: one line is "Follow Bleniak and create a beautiful new earth", and the other line is "Join Bleniak's support meeting now, we will help you solve all the troubles in your life."

"It sounds like a housekeeping ad," Schiller commented truthfully.

"Is it a little bit. Does our school allow missionary preaching?"

"I have never heard of the relevant rules." Schiller shook his head. The two walked into the event building together.

Schiller didn't think there was anything unexpected about this. There was no shortage of surrender factions and leadership parties around the world. Breniak's theory was barely self-justified, so naturally someone would be willing to follow him.

But the posters were posted to Gotham University, indicating that there are still many teachers and students who support him. I don’t know if I really want super artificial intelligence to come to Earth, or if I just think supporting this green bald head is fashionable and fun.

Judging from the daily performance of teachers and students at Gotham University, it is more likely that it is the latter. Not to mention Gotham University, the entire city of Gotham reveals a temperament that is afraid of the world.

Walking to the window, unbuttoned the suit and sat down, Schiller picked up the newspaper next to him. As a result, the headlines on the front page were the big green bald head again.

"What are you talking about?" Victor asked with the cigar box.

"It seems that some of his supporters have started to take to the streets." Schillero glanced and turned to the next page. Sure enough, he saw the scene of the demonstration.

"It's not the other side of Diamond Street, right?"

"What else can be there besides that?" Schiller sneered and said, "Because the stock plunge, the pauper who has nothing is waiting for the aliens to balance their debts."

"I just said this wouldn't work," said Victor. "There are indeed many poor people in this world who have to do it, but there are also a large group of financial speculators who suffer from it. Why should we separate people's wealth and wipe their butts?"

"These people screamed the loudest." Schiller looked at the newspaper again and said, "They marched and demonstrated to make the Justice League appear so that they could negotiate with Breniak instead. He hoped that Breniak would help them pay their debts after they arrived. It would be better to give them a large sum of money and let them continue to throw them into the stock market."

Victor shook his head and sighed.

At this moment, Schiller suddenly thought of something. He said, "Where are Barry's parents?"

"They bought their house at the junction of the East and South Districts, and it's not far from your house. What's wrong?"

"We have to go there," Schiller stood up and said, "I'm afraid someone will find their house."

Victor also frowned, stood up with Schiller, and walked out and said, "It shouldn't be that right? Although the Flash does not wear a uniform, he has always worn a mask and is not so easy to be recognized. He has never announced his true identity."

"If it's just ordinary people who want to find him, it's really not that easy. Even the government and law enforcement agencies may not have any solutions to Gotham people. But those hyenas on Diamond Street can do anything."

Schiller walked faster and faster, got on the bus as fast as possible, and rushed towards the junction of the East and South Districts.

The definition and status of Gotham's Diamond Street are equivalent to Wall Street in New York. Basically, whenever the word "finance" is mentioned, people will think of Diamond Street at the first time.

The tall buildings on Diamond Street have created the dreams of countless speculators, but they have also become their bone burial place. Since the Great Depression, the suicide of losers has long been no news. During the period when the stocks fell the most, it was normal to jump hundreds of them a day.

In the DC world, if anyone can be more crazier and more terrifying than a super criminal, it is probably a gambler who loses his eyes.

When Breniak didn't come, once they lost the bet, they would have only one end, that is, they would be a flying man in the air. Even if they didn't jump, their creditors would help them jump.

But now, Breniak is here, and he also claims to share global wealth equally and allow everyone to live a wealthy life.

For ordinary poor people, poverty is tolerated, because they were born poor and always lived a tight life. So it would be fine if they had a few more days. So they were not so anxious.

But for these speculators who have been glorious, poverty is unbearable. Because they have seen the scenery above the peak, enjoyed a luxurious life, and stayed in the mud pit of poverty for one more second, they have made them feel so uncomfortable that they go crazy. They are the most urgent.

These people can do anything to get Brenniak to fulfill his promise.

Since Brenniak named and asked the Justice League to come forward to negotiate, they would dig out members of the Justice League even if they dig three feet into the ground.

Politicians in Congress still have different factions and positions, and there are still quarrels about whether to fight against Brenniak. Most politicians should also cherish their feathers and do not want to be caught by political enemies. Even if they use some small means, they will be relatively restrained.

But speculators on Diamond Street won't. As long as they can get back to their superior life, they can do anything.

If the members of the Justice League cannot be found, then go to their families; if the family cannot be found, then go to threaten friends and classmates. Riots, slander, kidnapping, or even murder, there is nothing that these gamblers cannot do.

They are not afraid of death, so what else are they afraid of?

In the Justice League, there are not many people with both parents. Both parents still live in Gotham, and even fewer are just ordinary citizens. Barry's parents are one of them.

Although the Flash is an anonymous hero, Barry rarely wears uniforms, most of them are wearing regular clothes with masks or masks. Anyway, he has the iconic golden lightning, and as soon as he appears, people can see who he is, and what he wears is not important.

Ordinary people really can't tell this level of disguise. However, some of the people who can get into Diamond Street have some connections. When these people were so popular, they also had many channels in their hands. Although they don't have much to use now, it's still relatively simple to open a box.

Once Barry's identity is found, it is easier to find out about his social interactions and kinship. If you want to threaten him, the best way is to create a kidnapping case exposed to the public.

As long as he learns from the media that his parents were kidnapped, he will naturally show up. He can even threaten him through his parents to fight for more benefits for some people during negotiations.

While driving, Schiller called Gordon and got Barry's specific home address, but did not ask the Gotham Police Department to send a car over.

If the other party has taken action, the police may not be able to do anything; if the other party has not taken action, Schiller and Victor can naturally solve it.

The car stopped in front of a two-story building. This was the last batch of buildings built in the East District and belonged to the villa area of ​​the East District.

Although it is a villa area, it is only different from the tall buildings that are connected to the city. In fact, it is just an ordinary two-story building. The people living here are basically middle-class people in the East District.

When Schiller got out of the car, he saw that the door of the yard was open. Victor took out his freezing gun and the two rushed to the door as quickly as possible.

The door opened as soon as it was pushed, and it was not locked at all. There was no one in the living room, and the vases and bookshelf were scattered on the ground. It was obvious that someone had come.

Victor rushed to the second floor in two steps, then stood at the entrance of the stairs and shook his head at Schiller, indicating that there was no one upstairs.

"Garage." Schiller made a lip shape.

He and Victor came in from the front and back, one entered from the front door of the garage and the other entered from the side door.

As soon as the side door opened, Victor raised his freezing gun directly, and then he saw the Allen and his wife tied into the car.

Schiller hurried over and opened the car door, tearing off the tape from Barry's father's mouth.

"Thank God!" He staggered out of the car. Schiller untied the rope on his hand, and he quickly returned and carried his wife out.

"Call the police quickly, call the police quickly!" Mr. Allen was obviously in a panic and said in a trembling tone, "Those people are going to get things, they will be back soon. Call the police quickly!"

"Click!" A sound came from the front door. A look of horror appeared in the eyes of Alan and his wife.

But Schiller did not take out his cell phone, walked to the other side of the car, began to untire his tie, and gave Victor a look.

Victor walked to the garage door with understanding, standing behind the door with guns in his hands. The Allen and his wife hid behind the car.

The door was pushed open.

"Bang! Bang! Bang!"

Two shots were shot three times, and the two were knocked to the ground. The last man cursed and turned around to run, but was directly tied to Schiller who rushed out of the other side of the car.

Schiller was unable to keep his strength, and the crisp sound of his spine breaking in an instant made his scalp numb.

As the Allen and his wife wanted to get out of the back of the car, Schiller turned to them and said, "Don't move, you guys go back to the car first."

The two had to open the back door of the car and sat in, watching Shiller and Victor drag the three of them into their living room in horror.

"What should I do?" Victor asked.

Schiller didn't say anything. He just turned around and walked to the kitchen to get a sharp fruit knife, and let the corpse he was dragging face in the same direction as him. He strangled his neck with one hand and held the knife with the other hand, and stabbed it more than a dozen times into the chest and abdomen of the corpse.

Suddenly, blood splattered throughout the living room.

Schiller threw the body aside and said to Victor: "Unlock this."

He looked at one of the ice sculptures frozen by Victor. Although the other party was trapped in the ice sculpture, he was still conscious. After seeing Schiller's movements, he showed an extremely frightened expression.

Schiller didn't talk nonsense to him at all. He picked up the table lamp on the side table, took advantage of the freezing moment and slammed the other person's head with a "bang".

After the other party was knocked down, he wanted to get up, but there was too much blood on the ground, so he slipped to the ground as soon as he struggled. Schiller still tried his best and directly smashed his brain out of the second time.

The third person was cut open by Schiller and treated it as a shower, spraying the entire room with blood. Most of the living room floor, ceiling and furniture were sprayed with thick layer of plasma.

The two stood outside the blood spray range without leaving any footprints. They walked around from the backyard and came to the garage again, sitting on the main driver and the co-pilot respectively.

"Let's go and take you to a safe place," Schiller said.
Chapter completed!