The days of being a spiritual mentor in Meiman

In order to allow Bruce to write his thesis well, Schiller came to Wayne Building with an umbrella that night.

However, he didn't intend to be like Superman, catching a villain would be a fat beating, the noise would be too loud, and it would be very laborious.

He has some guesses about the identity of the villain. After all, the previous scenes have provided a lot of clues. Schiller knows that this opponent tonight is not suitable for brute force, so he did not take it Moonlight Schiller called out, but planned to come by himself.

After leaving the school, he turned into a cloud of gray mist, like a gust of wind passing through the streets, without causing any waves.

At this time, there was no one in the Wayne Building, and the lights in one window after another went out, until finally, the building that was supposed to be the most brightly lit building in Gotham was completely darkened and merged into the rainy night.

As the breeze passed through the streets and alleys layer after layer, before arriving at the gate of Wayne Building, a notice was blown by the wind, which clearly stated: Today, the circuit of the whole building will be overhauled. Power out.

Without electricity, it is impossible to work naturally. The employees all returned home early, but an uninvited guest visited here earlier.

In the corridor on the 13th floor of the Wayne Building, a figure was slowly advancing. From his footsteps, it was not difficult to see that he was also a little hesitant. Today's situation seems to be a little different from the past.

Normally, Wayne Building would not turn off the lights so early. Many rooms here are brightly lit all night, even if there is less traffic at night, there are still people.

But today, there is nothing here, only the cold wind whistling outside the window, and the sound of rain getting louder and louder.

The sense of oppression brought by the typhoon is completely different from the sea breeze in the past. After the storm swept from the sea, it did not weaken its momentum at all, but moved forward indomitably, as if the steel forest built by humans was still vulnerable to it .

The violent wind blew across the steel building, bringing a strange sound like howling. When the first lightning came, the sneaky figure was shocked.

The white light lit up the night sky in an instant, and it also illuminated the appearance of this figure.

It was a young male, wearing a tight uniform, and there was nothing special about it from the outside, but he was holding a gun with a strange shape in his hand.

When the thunder fell, he instinctively fired a shot into the void. In an instant, a shiny fragment appeared in the room. He took three steps at a time and rushed directly into the fragment.

After a while, as if realizing that there was no danger, the figure reappeared. He heaved a sigh of relief, shook his head, and continued to rummage through the offices in Wayne Building.

If anyone has read the comics of The Flash series, they must have recognized his identity by now. The villain who sneaked into the Wayne Building and gave Batman some headaches is called Mirror Master.

The ability of the mirror image master, as the name suggests, he can shuttle between mirrors, or among all reflective objects, and has a mirror image gun at the same time, which can create mirrors used to travel through space.

At the same time, he can also divide into multiples and create many mirror images to confuse opponents. In the early comics, he can also create a strong flash of light to catch The Flash by surprise.

At this time, Master Mirror Image was rummaging in the office of Wayne Building. This is because he had already focused on the data room he thought might be possible before, but there was no important information in it. In order not to miss possible clues, He's doing a blanket search.

He didn't intend to make a quick decision at all, because he could leave at any time, and no one could stop him, so what about Bruce Wayne? He is just a rich man, and the mirror master can even trap him in the mirror space at any time, as long as the mirror is broken, he will die.

Just as Master Mirror Image was concentrating on viewing the information, suddenly, he glimpsed a black shadow from the corner of his eye.

The Mirror Master turned his head, but saw nothing, he thought, maybe it was just an illusion caused by the wind blowing the curtains.

But this made him a little nervous, because at this time, the environment in the Wayne Building was indeed terrifying.

The entire building was powered off, which meant that there was no light here. Under normal circumstances, even if the lights were not turned on in a glass-curtained building, the moonlight could still shine in, and the scene inside the house could barely be seen, but Gotham Not so.

Gotham is a city where you can rarely see the moon and the sun. There are mostly dark clouds above the city, which can block all light, let alone. It's still raining.

The 13th floor where Master Mirror Image is located is a very embarrassing floor. It is far from the ground, and it is difficult for the light of street lights to shine on it, but the floor is not high enough to overlook the lighthouse. The room faced east, and there was another building not far away, which almost completely blocked the light.

In an almost completely dark environment, people's spirits will be highly concentrated, and their senseless sensitivity will also increase, which will easily magnify some wind and grass, resulting in a shadow of a snake.

Master Mirror Mirror's eyes were no longer so concentrated. He picked up a document, and when his eyes swept over it, he glanced to the side again, as if he was observing the state of the curtain.

Suddenly, there was another sound from his left side, which was very clear in the dark room. The Mirror Master immediately put down the document and took a defensive posture. He took a closer look and saw that a paper cup on the table fell to the ground.

He walked over, picked up the paper cup, and held it in front of him. He couldn't see clearly until it was close to his eyes. There seemed to be some stains on the paper cup.

The mirror image master thought it might be coffee stains left by drinking coffee, but when the paper cup got closer, he smelled a strong smell of blood.

With a snap, the paper cup he threw hit the glass, Master Mirror Mirror swallowed, took two steps back, turned around and wanted to leave.

But at this moment, a strange squeak sound came, and a gust of wind blew through the open window. The cold wind made Master Mirroring feel a chill on his back, and he realized that he was already out of shape. cold sweat.

Investigate in the dark. What is needed is not only superpowers, but also strong willpower and the courage to not be afraid of various emergencies.

Not everyone is Batman, who only haunts the dark nights of Gotham. Mirror Master comes from Central City, where the sun is shining and the weather is good. Therefore, he has never been alone in such a terrible typhoon night without any light. in the room.

Once people start to feel afraid, they will be restless and in a trance. The same is true for the mirror image master. He just wants to leave this room quickly, and walks forward while turning his head. He didn't notice that there was a ballpoint pen at his feet.

He stepped on it with one foot, moved his body's center of gravity forward, and the ballpoint pen slid backward like a ball. With a bang, Master Mirror Image fell to the ground.

He got up in a hurry, took out his pistol, and waved it into the air. He said, Get out! I saw you! Get out! Don't let me shoot!!

The only answer to him was the howling of the night wind outside the window.

The mirror master's lips trembled, and after a while, he fired again and got into the mirror world.

After calming down for a while, he thought. I may have made a fuss, but the window was not closed tightly, which caused the wind to blow in. The smell on the paper cup may be just my illusion. If I just ran away like this, it would be a bit embarrassing.

People in a safe environment will always overestimate their guts, such as every player who swears in front of the haunted house.

The Mirror Master poked his head out again and found that everything had returned to calm. He walked out of the mirror and was about to leave the office, but at this moment, he heard two swish, swish.

Turning around suddenly, the Mirror Master saw that the curtains had closed by themselves, covering all the glass.

In his field of vision, a breeze passed through the center of the office with a thin mist from far to near.

Suddenly, on the desk farthest from Master Mirror Image, a stack of A4 papers was blown up and fluttered into the air.

Master Mirror Image looked up and saw that all the papers drew a strange arc, and then flew towards the target one after another.

The glass partitions between the desks were all covered with paper, and all the reflective stainless steel glass water glasses were also wrapped.

Like strange footsteps, the A4 paper did not stop moving forward, and flew towards the glass walls and doors of the entire office, and then one sheet after another, covering all the glass and making it airtight.

As soon as Master Mirror Image raised his hand, he felt a sharp pain in his hand, and with a snap, the mirror image gun in his hand was blown away.

He became even more flustered, turned around and wanted to run, but suddenly a piece of A4 paper stuck to his face, and he hurriedly took the A4 paper down.

But soon, he saw that strange smiling faces began to appear on the A4 papers pasted on the glass.

In the almost completely dark office, the Mirror Master could only see one after another weird smiling faces spreading towards him, and a strong smell of blood came from him. At this moment, he found that he had no way to escape up.

He ran to the door, but it was locked, and the mirror gun fell on the other side of the office, but it was all paper with smiling faces drawn on it.

All reflective objects were covered, his ability could not be used, and fear had prevented him from making correct judgments.

He leaned against the door and fell to the ground. The moment the fluttering papers flew towards him, he put his arms in front of him and let out a scream.

Then, he saw that the tip of a knife appeared in the center of his forehead. A man was standing in front of him with an umbrella in his hand. Master Mirror Image slowly raised his hands.

He kept panting heavily, staring at the man in front of him, and asked, You... who are you? Why are you here?

This is the question I want to ask you. Schiller said, Here, you are the uninvited guest.

You are Wayne? Oh, no, you can't be Wayne, who are you?! Aren't you also an uninvited guest?! Master Mirror Image raised his voice and said sternly.

Schiller kept his eyes closed all the time, because he knew that the master of mirror image could enter people's eyes through the reflection of pupils, making people temporarily blind.

You shouldn't be here. Schiller approached the mirror master with the tip of the knife, and deliberately waved it in front of his eyes.

Sensing the imminent death, Master Mirror desperately wanted to escape, but there were no reflective objects in the room, except for the knife in front of him.

The knife fixed on the front end of the umbrella has a smooth and flat metal surface, which can reflect people's shadows even in low-light environments, just like a mirror.

In an instant, Master Mirror Image activated his ability, stepped forward, and invaded the umbrella knife.

In the next second, he screamed and fell to the ground, cursed black mist lingering all over his body.

During the pain, he saw that a knife had been inserted into a gap in the ground less than three centimeters away from his ear.

An indifferent voice exploded in his ears like thunder, completely breaking down the psychological defense of Master Mirror Image.

This is a curse. If you don't lift it, you will die within 24 hours.

On Schiller's birthday next month, there may be a relatively large update event, and the details will be announced in a single chapter.