Chapter 929: Deep in the Fog and Rain (IV)

When the thick fog rises, the whole city seems to be submerged in a sea of ​​fog. Only towering buildings can poke their heads out of the sea of ​​fog. Schiller and others standing on the roof of the hospital are even more... Like a sailor caught in a sea of ​​fog.

When the fog passed by them, it seemed to put a mask on their faces. The blocked fog floated backwards, the fog added clothes to them, and the rain covered them with armor.

Schiller lowered his head and saw two doctors screaming and rushing out of the hospital door, followed by crazy patients. An ambulance rushed in from the adjacent intersection.

The driver opened the door and jumped out of the car. The out-of-control ambulance hit the light pole next to it. Blood seeped out from the crack of the door of the ambulance cabin. With a "bang", the door was knocked open, and a crazy doctor jumped out. Taking three steps at a time, he caught up with the driver and clamped his neck tightly with both hands.

A brilliant stream of light flew down from the top of the building, and a fireball hit the crazed doctor on the back, knocking him away.

But there were already several blood marks on the neck of the driver who was attacked. After a while, his body temperature began to rise. In the cold rainy night, his whole body was filled with steaming white mist.

The doctor who was hit before was not dead. He ignored the burns on his back and climbed up staggeringly from the ground. Brand on the top of the building narrowed his eyes and said: "...there is some ability, this kind of curse It improves their defense capabilities and allows them to be pain-free, just like hyperactive patients whose muscle restrictions have been lifted.”

"Immediately turn off the ventilation system of the first and second phase renovation project buildings. Before I determine whether it is the air or rainwater problem, use the self-circulation system in the building. No one is allowed to go out!" Bruce said to the communicator.

Then, Schiller turned back to him and said: "Someone has used a large-scale curse attack on Gotham. It is not yet certain whether the curse is spread through wounds or rain, or both."

"I have a way to eliminate this curse, but..." Schiller raised his umbrella and said: "The umbrella needs to come into contact with the curse receptor in order to absorb the curse on him, and it can only absorb the curse, not the curse. (Treat) If the cursed host is seriously injured and can only survive by relying on the power of the curse, he will die immediately as long as I lift the curse."

Bruce narrowed his eyes and said, "What's the principle? How did you break this curse?"

"A more powerful curse." Schiller didn't say much. He grabbed the umbrella and swung it at Bruce. Bruce ducked sideways, but Schiller just tapped his shoulder lightly with the handle of the umbrella.

At the moment of contact, Bruce felt an emotion. He found that the umbrella in Schiller's hand seemed to be alive.

"But it's a pity that I can't use this umbrella to hit everyone in Gotham, and even if I can lift the existing curse in their bodies, they will still be infected if the source of the curse is not found out."

"I will find out the cause of the curse." Bruce took out the communicator, then looked at Schiller and said: "But Gotham must be guarded. If the curse is allowed to continue to spread, the city will definitely fall into great chaos."

"Do you remember what I said to you?" Schiller looked into Bruce's eyes and said: "A person who has been walking in the snowy night for a long time suddenly sees a campfire in the distance, and he will definitely use his last strength to run there. ”

"And if someone wants to extinguish this flame..." Schiller shook his head. Bruce was not sure whether he saw hesitation and retreat on the professor's face, but he heard Schiller say in a way that he had never said before. After hearing it, a tone said: "...They will let you see the real madness."

Schiller raised his head and looked at the dark clouds in the sky. He said: "The people who did all this will never understand. People raised in this crazy land will never be afraid of any crazy curse."

"What Batman has to do is not to save this place, but to save those who want to get involved in Gotham's affairs and want to fly off the cliff." Schiller looked at Brand, then withdrew his gaze and said: "Go, savior, these people who are already at the bottom of the abyss are all destined to be here. Instead of worrying about us, you should worry more about those outsiders who don't know whether to live or die."

After saying that, Schiller opened his umbrella and walked into the fog, and the figure disappeared at the end of the street. A burst of fire flashed where Brand was, and he also disappeared, while Bruce looked at the chaotic images on the street. , frowned deeply.

Now Batman can't pursue the traces of the mastermind alone because he doesn't have enough friends to help him guard this place when the crisis comes.

At least now, Bruce thinks so. He finds that he can't even find a reliable teammate. The only people he knows are mental patients like Schiller, rotten people like Constantine, and lunatics like the Joker. There was almost no one else.

But what surprised him even more was that after something like this happened, his first reaction was to look for his teammates, instead of rushing to the Batcave as fast as possible in an attempt to split himself into eight pieces and do all the work.

Soon, the helicopter landed on the roof of the hospital. The airflow generated when the propeller rotated temporarily blew away the thick fog. He grabbed the ladder of the helicopter and the helicopter took him higher and higher. Bruce saw that the chaos was spreading.

More and more people rushed out of the house, and the crazy monsters kept chasing them. More and more screams came from the streets and alleys. The world hidden under the sea of ​​fog gradually became chaotic and crazy. .

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Bruce knows that he must find out who is behind this as soon as possible, and whoever casts such a curse on Gotham must pay the price.

After Schiller left the hospital, he went straight back to the manor. When Merkel came up to him, Schiller smelled the strong smell of blood on his body. He turned to look at Merkel and asked, "What did you do just now?"

"Clean up the garden, sir. The awnings and water pipes are all taken care of." Merkel smiled and took the coat from Schiller. Schiller glanced at the shotgun placed on the aisle at the entrance of the garden and said: "Also, our garden renovation plan, finding the right fertilizer, huh?'"

"Yes, it's just a little bit crazy." Merkel hung her coat on the hanger and said with a smile, but Schiller frowned and said, "You don't even know whether they have spoiled or not before you bury them in the garden." "Here, aren't you afraid that those hungry plants will jump up and beat you up?"

As he spoke, he walked to the back garden with an umbrella. Merkel was a little confused. He said: "This is not the first time that a reckless thief has come to the manor to steal things. However, this time, They seemed extremely arrogant, they actually dared to rush towards me."

"Because that's not a thief at all." Schiller stood under the eaves and looked at the garden. A trace of blood, along with the moist smell of rain, penetrated his nose. Merkel seemed to realize that the problem was wrong. Said: "What happened, sir, to those people...shouldn't I bury them in the garden?"

"It's not clear yet." Schiller shook his head and said, "But you have to take responsibility for the decision you make. I'm going to Gotham University. If a plant jumps up and slaps you later, you'd better Hopefully, that old gun will be useful."

After saying that, he turned around and walked back into the house. Merkel caught up with him anxiously and said, "No way? Can plants really jump up and hit people? How is this possible?"

"I didn't expect that you could still ask such a question after staying in Gotham for so long." Schiller put on his coat again, and then said: "If you can't handle it, call Alfred. If you are not afraid that he will have a bigger opinion about your housekeeper academy."

After saying that, he walked out of the door, leaving Merkel alone in front of the door looking around, confused, but soon, Merkel heard another movement in the backyard.

Merkel sighed, came to the living room again, walked through the corridor, picked up the shotgun that was still warm, and came to the garden wall.

Standing on the scaffolding, Merkel discovered that several more people were trying to climb up the wall and climb into the yard. One of them was almost successful, so when Merkel shot him in the head, he It fell directly into the courtyard.

Putting down the gun, Merkel walked up to the body expressionlessly, picked up the hem of his clothes, and dragged the body behind the oak tree.

As soon as the shovel went down, there was blood there, and when I dug further, there were some bones that looked like they were old, but Merkel didn't care. She dug a shallow pit with a garden shovel and dug out the corpse. Throw it inside.

The garden of Rodriguez Manor has a small wall, and outside is the alley in the manor area. This wall does not play a role in protecting the manor, it is more like a bait, especially in this manor. After getting a housekeeper who is proficient in gardening.

Merkel turned around, went to the tool room and took out a bag of powder, sprinkled it on the body, then lit a match and threw it down. Instantly, the flames hurt, and in the humid air, the flames seemed a little weak.

Burning the body was a long process. Merkel climbed onto the scaffolding again. He held a shotgun and frowned at the chaotic situation outside the wall, feeling something was wrong.

At this moment, he felt that the scaffolding under his feet was shaking. Merkel immediately bent down, stabilized her center of gravity, then descended two levels, held her hands on the top step, looked back and looked down, but there was nothing See anyone.

There was no shaking in the eaves of the tool room next to it, and it was not an earthquake. Merkel thought she was hallucinating, and got down from the scaffolding with some confusion, preparing to deal with the remains of the fire.

But as soon as he took two steps out, he fell into the soil of the garden with a "bang". Merkel stood up, cursed in a low voice, and looked back to see that it was a vine that tripped him.

"Plants can really hit people?" Merkel said a little strangely. He shook his head and drove these unrealistic thoughts out of his mind. He came to the burned remains, picked up a garden shovel, and started to stir up the place. of soil.

The bone residue was stirred into the soil as before, leaving no trace. But when Merkel was turning over the soil, he suddenly felt something moving in the bushes opposite.

Merkel stepped forward to see what was going on. Suddenly, his shoulder hurt and he let out an "Ouch" sound. When he looked back, there was nothing.

Suddenly, he heard a faint whispering sound. Merkel immediately looked at the ground at his feet. He saw that the vines on the ground were twisting and spreading towards him.

The vines winding from the depths of the fog were looming between the grass and the soil. The sound of the vines rubbing against the ground was even more terrifying, like a ghost claw reaching out from hell.

But unfortunately, the housekeeper who managed this manor was least afraid of monsters.