Chapter 250 Campfire on a Snowy Night (V)

Schiller, who was taking a nap in the lounge, heard the bell ring. He raised his arm in confusion, looked at his watch, then sat up and shouted to the door: "Wait a moment."

He straightened his clothes in front of the mirror, opened the door and walked out.

Vince Yin was standing in the room when he saw Schiller coming out and said, "Sorry, Professor, did I come a little too early?"

"No, why did you think of making an appointment to come here?" Schiller turned to look out the window and did not see the car that often picked up Vince Yin. Seeing his actions, Vince Yin said with some embarrassment: "I'm not from Came from the manor.”

"Sit down."

Schiller and Vince Yin walked to the table and sat down. Schiller took a closer look at Vince Yin and found that he looked a little haggard. He asked, "What's wrong with you? I heard Mrs. Miller said that little Falcone was typing." When I called to make an appointment for treatment, I was a little surprised, why didn’t you just invite me to Falcone Manor?”

"I... don't live in Falcone Manor anymore." Vince Yin put his hand on the table, lowered his eyes and said, "I moved out."

"Oh?" Schiller took a sip of water. The fireplace in the room was getting hotter and hotter, making him a little warm. He said, "This is really interesting. Are you moving out?"

"I know it's a bit ridiculous, but... anyway, I don't live with my godfather anymore."

"Why?"

Vince Yin pursed his lips tightly, his expression was rarely serious, and he said: "Alberto told me everything, I really didn't expect..."

His expression was a little sad and complicated. He seemed to have a lot to say and needed an outlet to pour it out.

"I didn't expect things to be like this. I really didn't expect... This is really ridiculous. How could my brother..."

Vince Yin covered his eyes with his hands, and before Schiller spoke, he waved his hand and said: "...Okay, actually I have accepted this fact, but...The relationship between Alberto and the godfather is a bit complicated, right? Bar?"

"I live in Falcone Manor as before, but I always feel inexplicably uneasy, and sometimes a little scared. More importantly, I feel a little breathless when facing the godfather."

"I know it's not how I feel, it's the impact Alberto has had on me."

Vince Yin frowned, looking a little in pain, and continued: "Before, when Alberto took over the body, I couldn't feel anything, as if he was asleep, but if his mood was too intense, I wouldn't feel anything. I would be woken up. One night, it was raining heavily and thundering..."

Vince Yin looked out the window, as if he had seen that rainy night, with rainwater flowing down the glass. When a bolt of lightning flashed across, the fine raindrops gave off a dazzling luster.

Alberto was half kneeling on the ground, his face full of fear, and opposite him was the godfather standing in front of the window.

"The emotion was so strong. I didn't know what he was afraid of, but it woke me up and made me feel his pain."

"So what did you do?"

"I don't know what I should do, but one thing I can do is separate the two of them."

"So you moved out?"

Yin Wensi nodded and said: "My godfather is very dissatisfied with this, but I insist not to live back home, and there is nothing he can do about it. Recently, I have been living in the school dormitory, and occasionally I go to my classmates' houses to stay."

"But, after that day, my brother stopped showing up. I was worried that there was something wrong with him. Professor, can you..."

"Okay, I know this is a bit ridiculous." Yin Wensi pressed her forehead and said, "But it's not me who needs psychological treatment today, but Alberto."

"Of course, your bills will be sent to the same address anyway. Close your eyes and do as I say..."

Two minutes later, Alberto opened his eyes, stared at Schiller with a cold gaze and said, "Why did you call me out?"

"Your brother was very worried about your condition, so he asked me to provide you with psychological treatment."

Alberto cursed in a low voice. Schiller put his elbows on the table, then held his chin, observing Alberto with interest. Miraculously, although he and Vince Yin shared the same face, The two men looked completely different.

Different temperaments lead to changes in expressions, and the facial lines involved in expressions make the entire person look different.

This is a very good observation material, because this is a real dual personality, not the kind that is hypnotized or imagined.

"It seems that you don't want to accept your brother's favor?"

"Thank you? Do you know what that idiot did?!"

Alberto turned his head, sighed deeply, and said: "He ran to his godfather and said to his godfather, 'I want to move out, I don't want to live at home anymore.' The godfather asked him why, and he Say, 'Because you're here at Falconer Manor'..."

Alberto covered his eyes and said: "Can you imagine the look on the godfather's face?"

Alberto's voice was full of exhaustion. He said: "I can feel that the godfather is indeed old. If it were in the past, if I dared to say such things, he would shoot me directly and make me reflect until I lose blood. If it’s too much, bandage it again.”

"What's even more frightening is that this is just the beginning. When he came out of Falcone Manor, the driver wanted to take him there, but he didn't want to. He said he wanted to walk by himself. He wanted to walk from Falcone Manor at night in Gotham. To Gotham University..."

"Thank God, he arrived at Gotham University safely. Then because he didn't bring his dormitory key, he had to climb in through the window. In the middle of the night, he climbed in through the window and alerted the students upstairs. They fired two shots, but they didn't hit him..."

"On the second day, he felt that the bed in the dormitory was too hard and the environment was not good, so he wanted to stay with his classmates..." Alberto covered his face and said:

"He's looking for that guy named Bruce Wayne."

"He said he had never been to the famous Wayne Manor. He said he had a good relationship with Bruce and he would definitely let him stay for two days..."

Schiller coughed twice more, then covered his mouth. Alberto looked at him. Schiller paused for a while before returning to normal. He looked at Alberto and said, "I swear, I didn't laugh."

Alberto said very weakly: "Then Bruce really agreed, and the next night, they went back to Wayne Manor."

"Then did you see a strange figure standing at the head of your bed in the middle of the night?"

Alberto's hands moved, as if there were no words to describe his mood.

"He took Bruce to talk about his newly written musical until midnight, and then performed an impromptu performance, which attracted the old butler Alfred. Alfred liked him very much and strongly asked him to stay for a few more days. …”

Alberto gritted his teeth and said: "Then, he was very confused and wondered why I didn't show up these days..."

Schiller really couldn't hold it in any longer. Alberto looked at him and smiled expressionlessly, as if this reaction was expected by him.

Schiller took a deep breath and tried to suppress the desire to laugh. He looked at Alberto and said: "I admit, what Vince Yin did was a bit...but you didn't just stop showing up for this reason, right? ?”

Alberto leaned back in his chair, his golden hair covering half of his face.

"You're jealous, aren't you?"

Alberto didn't speak. Schiller put the pen back into the pen holder and said, "Did you know? I encountered an example very similar to yours before. He was a little prince of a country..."

"His brother is the heir to the royal family. He is reckless, impulsive, and does things without thinking. But no matter what trouble the eldest prince makes, his father will always wipe his ass."

Alberto lowered his eyes and said: "People always have extra tolerance for stupid people."

"You are more open-minded than him."

"The example you gave is not accurate enough, because we are not brothers, we are the same person. Even if he has an older brother in his memory, I don't think I have a younger brother..."

"But you should also know that without the existence of Vince Yin, the godfather will not let you live. He can kill you the first time, but he can kill you the second time."

The golden hair completely blocked Alberto's eyes. He looked at Schiller through the gap in the hair and said, "Of course I know, he has never regarded me as his son. His only son is Vince Yin."

"So you should be very confused now. Everyone has abandoned you. No one chose you, including the Godfather, Batman, and me. All of them chose Vince Yin..."

"Then Vince Yin chose you."

"When he discovered that you were very afraid of your godfather and that your godfather was very disgusted with you, he resolutely chose to stand by your side."

Alberto's mouth was pursed tightly, and there was even a hint of blue at the corner of his mouth. Schiller then deduced: "So you should be very entangled now. You can't come up with an answer, so you can only choose to escape."

"Actually, you can also think about it from another angle..." Schiller took out a new case book and began to write with his head down. As he wrote, he said: "You should also be able to see that the godfather is very concerned about all the training plans of Vince Yin. Failed, he was not born for this job.”

"He is a bad guy. He has no moral burden for killing people, and he doesn't mind gang fights or other crimes. But he is not bad enough or ruthless enough."

"He is a good person with excellent grades and a wide range of friends. He also loves art, but he is not good enough. He does not have that innate sense of justice and mission, and is more likely to follow the crowd."

"Such a person can have any career, but unfortunately, he cannot be a godfather."

"The godfather may have realized this fact a long time ago. He tried many methods, but none of them worked."

"The godfather said he was like his wife."

"Maybe, but the problem now is that the godfather really only has this one son. Even if he doesn't pass his position to his blood-related son, after searching through the twelve families, there is no more suitable heir. Others Not only stupid, but bad.”

"That's why I'm still alive." There was pain in Alberto's voice.

"I can live not because I am his son, but because I am a qualified heir."

"Otherwise, as you said, if he can kill me the first time, he can kill me the second time..."

"Have you ever tried talking to your godfather?"

"Talk?" Alberto showed a stiff smile and said, "How should I talk to him? I can't even stand up when facing him..."

"If you are an enemy of the Godfather, you will understand how terrifying it is to face him."

"You regard yourself as his enemy, but how can you be sure that he also regards you as his enemy?"

"Why would he kill me if I wasn't his enemy?"

"Even if you are his enemy, he has already killed you."

"The only definite answer I can give you is that many people think that the Godfather is very tolerant. This is not because the Godfather is acting, but because his personality is like this. This is also what makes him different from other gang leaders and his greatest personal charm."

"You said you are very similar to the Godfather, so you can completely put yourself in his shoes. If a person you have killed comes back, will you treat him as your opponent and enemy and stare at him?"

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"If he can kill you the first time, he can kill you the second time, but this is exactly the problem."

"You have already lost to him once, and you will lose to him the second and third time. You have proved that you are not a threat to him with your successive failures, so he may let you go, right?"

The silent Alberto is like a statue. Schiller saw the shadow of Loki in him. He is also jealous of his brother, afraid of his father, and unrequited love.

This is a very wonderful thing in Schiller's view, because they are separated by two universes and have nothing to do with each other, but their souls are surprisingly similar.

For Schiller, experiencing this twice in a row was like facing a math problem in school. After writing down one solution, he would think about the second solution. Instead of feeling troublesome, he felt very happy.