Chapter 151 Party and Umbrella (Part 3)

"Now, Mr. Cobot, are you willing to cooperate with my treatment?"

In the ward of Arkham Asylum, Schiller moved a chair and sat next to Cobot's bed. Cobot was still staring at the ceiling, but he nodded imperceptibly.

"Okay, first question, killing old Edward, was it your first time to kill someone?"

For a moment, Cobot's splinted arm stiffened. His hand trembled for a moment, then clenched. He turned to look at Schiller, unable to remain silent any longer, he said, "How do you know?"

"Answer my question first."

Cobot's Adam's apple moved up and down, as if he wanted to spit out an answer, but in the end he did not speak, but nodded.

"The old godfather asked you to do this, right?"

Cobot didn't answer. He just said: "I swear before God that I will never reveal anything..."

"Okay, then you don't have to say it, I'll just say it."

"The old godfather needed an excuse to attack little Edward, so he asked you to kill old Edward and frame him for his nephew."

"If you kill someone at your godfather's son's coming-of-age ceremony, no matter what your godfather does to the Edward family afterwards, no one will have any objections."

"No one would have thought that a skinny little umbrella boy who was bullied by his colleagues and teased by customers would turn out to be the only killer appointed by the old godfather."

"If that was really your first time killing someone, I can only say that you are quite talented in this area. You kept the bathroom clean and your escape route was well designed. You didn't hit any guests..."

Cobot turned his head and stared at Schiller. He seemed to be stunned by Schiller's comment. In any case, a normal person should not look at this matter from this angle.

"Okay, that's all in the past." Schiller turned over a page in the medical record and said, "Let's explain what happened recently."

"I advise you to confess and be lenient because I am not a police officer. The police may not be able to do anything to you because you are a minor and a mental patient."

"But I am different. Currently, I am the only person in Gotham who is willing to treat this kind of mental illness and is confident of curing it. If you don't say anything, then I will not leave you any room. bed.”

The corners of Cobot's mouth were turned down, looking very sinister and mature that he should not have at his age.

Then he spoke, his voice was hoarse and his tone was low: "I am indeed Godfather's man. I don't know why he took a fancy to me at first sight, but I worked for him and killed old Edward for him."

"You should have guessed what I want to know..." Schiller said without raising his head.

"He sent me to the Living Hell to keep an eye on everyone there. He didn't worry that anyone there, or any corner of Gotham, should be ruled by Falcone..."

"So, I went to the Mooney Gang, the biggest gang there, and became Fish Mooney's subordinate..."

"She didn't care about me, she even hated me very much, but she was still sober at that time. I just wasn't taken seriously, but that doesn't matter, I'm used to it..."

Cobot's tone was a little numb. It was obvious that some of the words he wanted to express could not be said smoothly. The effect of the tranquillizer had not completely faded away, so his narration was intermittent.

"Later, I went to work for Kevin. This was a betrayal for Fish, but I had to do it. Kevin gave me what I wanted..."

Cobot's lips trembled, as if he was about to fall into a state of excitement again. He said: "I kept climbing up there, from a small worker with only skills to the person in charge of purchasing goods for a restaurant... …”

"The Sword Comes"

His tone became yearning, as if he was sketching a dreamy picture, and Cobot continued: "That restaurant is the kind of restaurant I dream of. It's big and luxurious. Gang bosses come and go, and they treat the restaurant owner They’re all very polite…”

"I know what I want, yes...that's it..."

"Calm down and go on." Schiller's voice broke Copot's illusions and stopped him from getting excited further.

Cobot swallowed, let out a dry breath, and then said: "There, I was appreciated and was transferred to be in charge of the water supply system..."

"My colleagues are all a bunch of idiots, but that doesn't matter. This is just what I want. Sure enough, I rose up step by step and even became a small boss..."

"This taste is so wonderful..." The blood vessels on Cobot's neck became prominent, and he began to tremble all over again. He said, "It's so good...I started sending others, directing the work, and I was sure of victory..."

Soon, he stopped nervously, returned to his stiff state, and then said viciously: "So... I want more power! A bigger territory! No one can stop me!"

"Kevin...oh...yes, his name is Blackhand Kevin, a resounding name. He was the first person to block my way..." Cobot's tone returned to a low tone.

"He felt I was a threat to his position after I took control of the entire North Side water system."

"Indeed, that idiot doesn't know anything. If you follow him, you will only starve. But following me is different. Many people in the gang saw through this, and they began to support me. That idiot's position was shaken..."

"...We can't go on like this, I know, I know..." Cobot said almost word for word: "I have to kill him and then gain his status..."

"I went back to find Fish. I knelt at her feet and told her in tears that Kevin had forced me. As long as she was willing to help me kill Kevin and help me gain status, I could use her With her knowledge and ability, she can help her drive out all these outsiders..."

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"In order to get her to trust me, I started giving her various plans, some of which worked, some of which didn't, but in the end, Fish chose to believe in me..."

Cobot swallowed, and said with a trembling voice: "On a street next to Living Hell, Fish killed Kevin, and I successfully took his place..."

"But then Fish started getting more and more crazy. She burst into my room while I was sleeping and beat me with the butt of a gun and a wooden stick..."

Cobot's voice began to sound a little crying, and he said tremblingly: "I knew I had to endure it, my position was still unstable, and I couldn't resist her... So I didn't say a word, and she tortured me like crazy, Saying that I betrayed her, saying that everyone betrayed her..."

"I don't know how long has passed." Cobot trembled all over, and he continued: "She started to become more and more crazy, and even several times, I felt that she wanted to kill me. I knew that I couldn't go on like this, otherwise Crazy Fish will definitely kill me..."

"So you killed her?" Schiller asked him.

"No... no." Cobot shook his head tremblingly. He gritted his teeth and made a rattling sound as his teeth rubbed against each other. He seemed to have fallen into memories again. He said, "How could I kill someone? Then I would be killed. Catch me, put me in jail, I can't be in jail, I just achieved status..."

"And at this moment, a man came to me." Cobot paused and slowly said the name: "Sal Maroney."

"Maroni told me that he has been eyeing the living hell for a long time. He has a grudge against Falcone and has offended the old godfather. He cannot let Falcone's plan to transform Gotham succeed, otherwise the Maroni family will cease to exist..."

"He asked me to cooperate with him, but I didn't agree, so he kidnapped my mother, just a few days ago..."

"So, I proposed to him that we join forces to kill Fish and then frame him for Evans to destroy the prestige of the Godfather's heir."

"For me, this is killing two birds with one stone. It can not only help me get rid of Fish's torture, but also allow me to save my mother..."

"He agreed to the plan and one day I lured Fish out and Maroney shot her..."

After finishing speaking, Cobot was still trembling and seemed to be still stuck in some memories. Schiller was writing and drawing in his notebook. After being silent for a long time, Cobot finally couldn't help it anymore. He looked at Xi Le. Le,

Schiller just stared intently at his medical record and did not make any comment on the story. Copot's eyes were red and he said: "Doctor, I am willing to testify against Maroney. He killed Fish. I can Testify in court, please heal me, I..."

"Stop your nonsense." Schiller looked at the medical record and said without raising his head: "The story you made up is very exciting, but you made a very serious mistake..."

Cobot looked at him. Tears flowed from his eyes. His face was pale and he looked very pitiful. Schiller put down the medical record with an expressionless face, looked into his eyes and said, "There's no use pretending to cry. You know me well." Everyone knows that I am not a quack, but I am very unscrupulous.”

"The biggest mistake you make is not researching the resumes of the doctors you will meet before making this plan..."

"Doctor, I know, I have no evidence, but I am the only witness..."

"Okay, if you still insist, let's start with the most recent crime scene."

"Professor Victor and I went to the scene of your mother's kidnapping. According to you, it was Maroni who sent people to kidnap your mother."

"It was indeed a very typical kidnapping scene. Someone broke into your house, gave your mother sleeping pills, and then took her away while she was asleep.

"On the surface, it looks like this, but Mr. Cobot..." Schiller looked into Cobot's eyes and said, "You have obviously never done a real kidnapping case. The layout of this scene is full of loopholes."

Cobot didn't speak. She just stared at Schiller. Schiller continued: "First of all, almost no one would choose to infiltrate into a kidnapping case in Gotham. They would usually just smash down the door and rush in. , shoot all the living creatures, then remove the bodies, wipe away the blood, and then say that they kidnapped your relatives, but in fact, the bodies of your relatives have been thrown into the sea. "

"Of course, I assume that Maroni is a civilized person, but I believe that there is no need for him to sneak in, let alone take sleeping pills. No matter how strong your mother is, she cannot resist four or five gangsters. They Just rush in, knock her out, and drag her away. Sleeping pills are completely unnecessary.”

"You are trying to restore the perfect chain of evidence for a kidnapping case, but there are too many unnecessary processes."

"For example, the fight scene you arranged was completely superfluous. Who do you think your mother is? A retired female agent? When facing gang intruders, she picked up a chair and started a fight with them?"

"You have done too much." Schiller concluded: "Trying to restore the perfect modus operandi, trying to create realistic scenes, and even designed a movement line for the intruders, deliberately using tables and sofas to mark their movements. Traces of…”

"I can only say that you have watched too many detective dramas. In reality, most cases do not happen like this, and most murderers are not so professional. They use violence-based break-in techniques and a committing process full of loopholes. It’s the majority of gang kidnappings.”

"Because you were born thin, most of the murder methods you adopted were outwitting, but in fact, for those strong gang members, there was no need to do so much."

"They are not like you, who have trouble picking a lock. There is no door in this world that cannot be broken open by submachine guns and bombs. It can be done in five minutes. No one will spend two hours studying the infiltration route."

"You bring your own criminal thinking to those gangsters, it's like letting a tall Texas cowboy wear a lace skirt."

"As for the scene you arranged..." Schiller picked up the medical record again and said mercilessly: "I can only give you a failing grade."

"Without the pressure from the godfather, the work you completed independently is a mess. It is far worse than the method of murdering old Edward. I even wonder if you hired a ghostwriter..."

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DC will adopt a similar structure to the comics, focusing on small events with low force, and the struggle will basically rely on brains. The big events will be in the later stage when the power level is relatively high.