The days of being a spiritual mentor in Meiman

The night was getting deeper and deeper, and looking out from the wooden window lattice, one could see the dark blue at the end of the dark night.

At first, there was no light in the corridor, but as the white snowflakes drifted through the window, the color of the snow blurred like moonlight on the window sill and the wooden floor of the corridor.

A gust of wind gushed in from the gap in the window in the corridor, blowing off the piece of paper pasted on the door. When the piece of paper fell to the ground, there were a few words written on it - Do Not Disturb.

Through the door, a figure was sitting by the bed. He had already changed into pajamas, turned off the chandelier on the ceiling and the wall lamp in the guest room, leaving only a lamp on the bedside table still on.

When the desk lamp is on, it will cast a cone-shaped halo upward on the wall and corners it is close to, and other places outside this halo are full of thick shadows.

The dim light is intertwined with the reflection of the fluttering snowflakes. Just by looking at it, one can feel the cold outside and the warmth inside, making people feel more drowsy.

Schiller put his glasses back in the case, glanced up at the falling snow outside the window, and took out an umbrella from the shadows under the bed.

He leaned the handle of the umbrella on the bedside table, and a ray of light from the desk lamp poured down the umbrella tube. When it hit the umbrella surface, it reflected the weird and mysterious patterns on it, which were a bit like snakeskin patterns. But the curved arc is bigger, and it seems to be slowly changing under the light.

Putting the umbrella away, Schiller lay down on the bed, stretched out his hand to pull the quilt over, and gradually adjusted his breathing to make the frequency lower. Just when his consciousness was about to sink into the white space, suddenly, the ground There was another series of hurried sounds, and the sound of heels stepping on the wooden floor sounded one after another.

Boom, boom, boom...

The knock on the door came from Schiller's dream, but it failed to wake him up immediately,

Boom boom boom boom boom boom boom!

The knock on the door became more and more urgent. Schiller, who had just fallen asleep, slowly opened his eyes. He slowly sat up from the bed, picked up the glasses case unhurriedly, took out the glasses inside and put them on again. At that moment, he heard Keira's voice coming from outside the door.

Professor Rodriguez! Are you there? Professor Rodriguez! Please wake up! There is another murder!

Schiller sat by the bed, turned his head, and glanced at the wall clock on the wall. It showed that it was 3:00 in the morning, and it was only an hour and a half past the time when Keira came to inform Schiller that Mrs. Davis was dead. .

Schiller stood up. He didn't mean to change into formal clothes, but turned around and reached out to pick up the umbrella.

He opened the door. Kayla's hair was down. It seemed that she was going to sleep, but she was called out suddenly. Kayla looked into Schiller's eyes and said:

Lionel Luthor is dead.

Schiller took a step forward, as if he wanted to go out like this, but Keira didn't get out of the way, so Schiller didn't go out. Kayla looked Schiller up and down and said, Sorry, but you're going to go out like this ?

As she spoke, her eyes fell on the umbrella in Schiller's hand.

Keira turned her head and glanced at the snowflakes that were getting bigger and bigger outside the window in the corridor. She sighed and made way for Schiller, and said after Schiller: Our luck is not very good. If the blizzard continues, Then no one will be able to leave this manor.

Isn't this just what you want? You gathered everyone here and then cut off the signal, isn't it just to find out the spies among us?

If the heavy snowfall lasts for a month, you will have one month to complete these tasks, but don't tell me that your detection efficiency is not as good as that of the FBI. Even if the FBI comes here, one month should be enough time. gone.

Keira choked, but she still said: Four murders happened in a few hours. This spy's method is really cruel.

Or rather, now that even old Luther is dead, you are almost unable to bear this responsibility. If it weren't for this heavy snow, you might have lifted the blockade and let everyone leave.

It's not us that's stuck in this snow, it's you, Schiller concluded.

Schiller is right, all the celebrities on the east coast add up to a lot of energy. Although the CIA, as a spy agency, has great power overseas, it also has to face domestic pressure. So many people have died now. People, even the head of the Luthor Group were murdered, and the disturbance was no less than the assassination of the mayoral candidate before.

Keira sighed in her heart. The skills she had learned to guide conversations were completely useless to Schiller. She never seemed to be able to win the initiative of the topic. During the period when she joined the CIA In all her time, she had never encountered such an opponent.

The two walked through the corridor, went down the stairs, and came to the reception room of the mayor's mansion. Schiller looked around the scene in the reception room and said, You have all arrived. It seems that I am the last one .”

at this time. There are quite a few people in the living room, Benjamin, the agent in charge, stands on the left, Bruce and Selena stand on the right, the red-haired Lex Luthor stands in front of him a little to the right, and lying in the center of the living room It was a dead body, and it was Lionel Luthor.

Lionel Luthor was in a miserable state. His face was covered in blood, and there was a deep bruise on his chin. His forehead seemed to have been hit by a blunt instrument. The place where his head touched the ground was also covered in blood. There are also scattered fragments of some vases.

Seeing Schiller in pajamas, Bruce glanced at him, then turned his head back, as if he didn't want to see the professor at all, his look didn't escape Benjamin's eyes, but it made his brows furrow even deeper up.

Thank you, Keira, please go outside to maintain order, and make sure this news doesn't get out, or it may cause panic. Benjamin turned to Keira and said to Keira. Keira seemed a little surprised when she heard the order, but she was stunned. After a while, I still did it.

After he left, there were only five people left in the room, namely Bruce, Lex, Benjamin, Schiller and Selena. Benjamin spoke first, staring into Schiller's eyes, and then said: As far as I know , before Luthor died, he met you in this conference room.

Officer Benjamin, I'm really surprised by your unprofessionalism. Schiller was also unceremonious. He walked to the front of the corpse, leaned his umbrella on the ground, looked at Benjamin and said, The important thing is not whether I have seen him before, But who was the last to see him.

Benjamin turned his head to look at Bruce again, and he said, It was Mr. Bruce Wayne who found the crime scene, let him talk about it.

Bruce was being supported by Selena, and it seemed that it took him a lot of effort to stand up straight. He rubbed his eyes vigorously, and said in that heavy-tongued accent of excessive alcoholism: I drank some wine... After only drinking a little, I felt that the room was a little hot, so I wanted to come out to get some fresh air...

I was walking... I seemed to be throwing up, a waiter was coming to help me, I got rid of him... I don't want him to catch me, he should stay away from me, ahem...

So... so I just... I walked forward, walking, I seemed to hear a little noise, I heard... there seemed to be movement in this door, so I knocked on the door, but no one answered...

I smell a little strange smell, like blood, don't ask me why I can smell it, I just drank some wine, but I'm not very drunk...

I pushed open the door and saw Lionel lying here. At that time, I felt that I might be drunk, and now I am...hehehehehehe...cough cough...

After finishing speaking, Bruce began to retch again. Selena held his waist and kept patting his back to comfort him. Schiller looked at Benjamin and said, Before this, the last person who saw Leone Mr. Er's should be yours, shouldn't it?

After the discovery of Mrs. Davis' body, Lionel has admitted everything. He has admitted that he did the old Pike and Mayor White's cases, and you took him.

Benjamin remained silent, Schiller raised his wrist, glanced at his watch, then tapped the ground with the tip of his umbrella and said:

Lionel is not innocent, he is not a good person, and just killed Mayor White and Old Pike, he died here, it can only be said that he deserved it, no one needs to pay extra for this.

It's very late now, and this is the fourth time I was woken up from bed by you when I was about to fall asleep.

So, let's skip the process of mutual suspicion, proof, accusation, and exposure, and just tell the truth.

Schiller looked around and saw that the others were still silent. He put his hands on the handle of the umbrella and said, Okay, let's start with me.

Officer Benjamin, I don't know. What you mean by taking him to a proper place and keeping him under custody, you mean where to take him. I only know that your so-called proper measures have not had any effect.

After I came out of the bathroom and returned to my room, not long after, I received a call from Lionel, who asked me to go to the reception room...

With Schiller's narration, the time went back about an hour and a half.

As soon as Schiller's words that pointed directly at Lionel's heart fell, Lionel's face turned blue. After a long time, he held his chest and coughed oppressively, like an angry person.

He had completely lost the power of camouflage, staring at Schiller with dark eyes, but Schiller was unmoved in the slightest.

Just when Schiller was about to speak, Benjamin waved to the door, and two burly agents walked in.

Benjamin explained to them, they stepped forward and handcuffed Lionel, just as Lionel was about to speak, Benjamin said: Mr. Lionel, it seems that you have admitted that you did Two homicides, it is best to cooperate with our investigation.

After Benjamin turned around, Schiller couldn't see his expression, but Lionel, who was facing him, kept staring at Schiller.

It wasn't until Lionel was taken out by the agents that Benjamin turned around and said to Schiller: Professor Rodriguez, thank you for your cooperation, wonderful reasoning and detection, now, you can go back and rest.

It sounded like a compliment, but there was no politeness or politeness at all, but it seemed rigid and blunt, but Schiller didn't care, he just wanted to go upstairs to sleep.

And just as he returned to the bedroom, untied his tie and was about to change, the phone in the guest room rang.

The mayor's mansion is not just the mayor's private residence. Most of the guests who visit the mayor or participate in certain activities will live here. Therefore, there are many rooms, and each room is equipped with an internal service phone.

Schiller picked up the phone. Not surprisingly, he heard Lionel's suppressed anger voice on the other end: Rodriguez, I'll wait for you in the reception room...

Before Schiller answered, Lionel said in a cold tone: I know what you did in the mayoral election two years ago. If you don't want to be approached by those troubles, you'd better come over……

Schiller, who put down the phone, slowly narrowed his eyes.