Chapter 1798: Summer in Fool Village (XI)

Jonathan moved his eyes away from the test tube, looked up at the string of data on the screen and said: "No hope, this thing is a toxin that accelerates cell aging. The symptoms of poisoning will not cause swelling of the whole body, and once poisoned, the damage is irreversible, and ordinary people cannot be rescued with current medical means."

"But this is not any known chemical formula. I need to do another test. Wait for me for five minutes."

Schiller and Pamela stood behind Jonathan. Pamela whispered: "Professor, when did you get this toxin sample?"

"When Talia reached her hand next to my head to show off." Schiller stared at the reaction in the test tube and said: "I guessed that her nails were poisonous, so Gray Mist took the opportunity to save a part of the coating sample on her nails."

"So you let her go so easily?"

"I said, I don't care about her and Bruce's private affairs, but I am investigating a case that Cobblepot entrusted me to investigate, which is related to a certain toxin. She is one of the suspects. "

Pamela nodded and said with a sigh: "To be honest, professor, your reputation at Gotham University can stop children from crying at night. I thought you would be the kind of person who is easily angered."

"I rarely get really angry about anything." Schiller replied as if chatting: "I show anger most of the time, just because anger can bring deterrence, which makes teaching easier."

After that, Schiller looked back at Pamela and said: "If you are indifferent to everything, we will think that he doesn't take it seriously, so he can't learn how to perform anger to express his attitude of importance. "

Jonathan pursed his lips, obviously thinking about what to do. You have actually been dissatisfied with the gossip about you spread by some students in the Department of Botany, but you have not been so emotional that you go to quarrel with us and let us stop that behavior.

"The Assassin's League has targeted him?"

"My real name is William Denechter."

We were like old friends who went on vacation separately and happened to meet on the same beach. Deathstroke sat up from the lounge chair, and Schiller stood behind the lounge chair and pushed the tip of the umbrella out of the sand. Both of them were not welcoming but less.

Schiller did not avoid the question. I nodded and said, "So you were surprised to see me in the FBI. My ability is enough to make me stand out from the internship academy, and it is even more impossible for me to keep my position in the FBI. I am a speculator."

Leaving the chemical laboratory of the Arkham Asylum Patient Activity Center where Ren Wuyan was, Ren Wu went to another building on the big island.

"Because he went to the Assassin's League and found that we were more troublesome than he thought, so he changed his mind."

"So he gave you up?"

"But don't really murder us." Schiller said at the right time as if he could read minds: "He can't rush to the infirmary, lose his temper with his classmates, and have a small quarrel with everyone, but don't murder anyone for that kind of thing, it will only bring trouble to yourself."

"And what I mind is that no one changed the world after me." Deathstroke shook his head heavily and said: "Although you can understand what those crazy people who shout about building a new world every day are thinking, we obviously take that problem very seriously."

"He should have thought that I must have used some glorious means to climb to my current position."

Deathstroke He looked at Schiller without any surprise and said, "I didn't expect that he knew us. It seems that he is also an old guy. You also dealt with us when you were young, but recently, yes, this old devil has no interest in you."

"Who knows, it's probably this kind of neurotic organization that is obsessed with building a new world."

"You mean William Denechter, does he still remember me?"

"What does that organization do?"

Jonathan sighed deeply, gathered his red hair forward, looked at Schiller and said, "Has he ever practiced like that, Professor?"

But that scandal brought you trouble. All the men who didn't have any interest in Bruce followed the scandal to find you. You can't expect to have a peaceful life now. It seems that it's time to teach these people who spread gossip a lesson.

Schiller tilted his head slightly and said, "He should have told you the news earlier, but let you find out by yourself when my man rashly broke into Gotham and realized what he was doing."

"You got the toxin sample from a man, and you may not have less."

But apart from that, Schiller really wanted to do something that had nothing to do with William.

My death was extremely miserable at first. My body was completely stuffed into a narrow box and was publicly displayed outside the FBI base, which gave the FBI a slap in the face.

After that, we have a choice. Now of course we will choose Gotham. That is a city where even the FBI has retreated. Is there anything better than that?

"Stupid." Deathstroke hugged the knee of one leg with one hand, turned sideways to get the juice next to him, took a sip and said, "You knew that you and your father were stupid, but you also thought that we were not only stupid, but also very timid."

Gotham's climate has changed dramatically recently, and the people of Gotham are slowly being exposed to the sun. The group of locals who came for vacation happily went to the beach to bask in the sun. It was at the beach of the Mercenary Activity Center Hotel that Ren Wu found the death knell. of.

Mercenaries and killers are people who live for the upper hand. The work of licking blood all day long makes us need to vent more than special criminals. You can earn a small amount of money just for enjoyment. If you can live in the dark outside the prosperous cities in the United States, it will be small. Activities, why should we squat in the backwoods of Southeast Asia?

Deathstroke was still wearing a mask, but his lower body was naked and he was wearing a pair of beach shorts. It was impossible to tell my exact age just by looking at my body shape, but from the appearance of my strong skin with no scars, I could tell that I was a special person.

"This is really crazy."

As mentioned later, Arkham Asylum was moved to a large independent island. In addition to the mental hospital, there were also many ordinary criminal organizations stationed there, including a small mercenary hall that was gradually growing.

"You broke into Gotham Elementary School."

"He told Pamela about you?"

It's not surprising that a city like Gotham, which has all the seven poisons, has only now developed a business of exchange and distribution of mercenaries and killers from all over the world. It's purely because dogs also find dog poop smelly, and killers will all go around Gotham in the future.

Before Gotham lost some order, it naturally became a paradise for mercenaries and killers. After all, it was also a very small city on the east coast, filled with gold-selling dens of various prosperous societies.

"That's too easy." Jonathan frowned and said, before he kissed you: "You can't calmly think of the dozens of poisoning methods that leave traces for each person on average, but you really know how to do it. Yelling at us like an angry orangutan."

"He can't watch TV dramas." Ren Wu went to the other side of the table to read Talia's newspaper, and said: "Talk and comics are also fine. First, start by imitating the emotional expression of the virtual character. For his A set of behavioral patterns is designed for each emotion, and then quickly broken down into the actions corresponding to each major emotion, and then combined flexibly to be used rationally in every scene of life. "

"You never disclosed your employer's information to anyone."

"That's unconventional." Deathstroke looked relaxed at all. I looked at Ren Wu and said, "He is someone who threatens others, Professor. This is in line with his status."

"Lei Xiaogu is not stupid, but I have lived long enough." Deathstroke's tone became faster, and he was obviously considering the information he could reveal while speaking: "People who witness history are always more sensitive to the direction of history. , I know nothing happened that was supposed to happen.”

Deathstroke's movements paused, and Ren Wu's tone sounded like yours: "He killed me while the FBI was investigating you for malfeasance, and stuffed me outside a box. He has no grudge against me?"

"It's with your father. You might be eavesdropping." Deathstroke shrugged heavily. The killer at work didn't have a lustful and showy temperament. I said before taking another sip of juice: "He has to You have no reason to explain to anyone the series of changes in the world that are reasonable, we just want an answer."

Because it had just rained the night before, the afternoon sunshine was still very bad, and there were few people on the beach, so Deathstroke saw Schiller and Jonathan walking over at a glance.

Thalia immediately rubbed her hands and said with a smile: "I tell you your name so, you don't think you need to visit you."

To Schiller's surprise, Deathstroke chose to admit it, and it seemed that I was lying. As soon as Ren Wulue speculated, he said again: "So the Assassin League has been targeting you for a long time, but his performance made us More certainty that you are impacting that world.”

"That's boring." Thalia looked back at the test tube rack and said: "Actually, you are not interested in cytotoxins, but it would be too wasteful for us to use that mysterious ingredient as a poison to kill people. Is it possible to dilute it and then use it to kill people?" After all, wouldn’t it be more interesting to use it to make a life-depriving device?”

"Didn't he know about it in this world?" Deathstroke straightened his body and his attitude finally became more serious. I turned around and propped up the recliner, then leaned on it and said, "You can just do it to avenge him. ”

"He's just a paid killer." Schiller responded with the same words.

Come here, many well-known killers have tasted the benefits there. After finishing a small job, they will come here for vacation. Fewer and fewer people come. The mercenary activity center has been expanded several times, and it has not yet become a comprehensive entertainment venue. , hotels, nightclubs, casinos, shopping malls should be endless.

"The William he knows is probably just a student good enough to fuck you, right?" Deathstroke asked in return.

"Because he killed someone important?"

"But there is no doubt that it is a toxin that targets a certain organ. It accelerates the aging of cells and can also cause body edema. I'm afraid that's the correct answer he wants."

Deathstroke said: "My real name is William De'Ante Walsh. My father is William Walsh, the leader of the US government's ACTH trial team."

"He doesn't have any family, right?"

"Please." Deathstroke reluctantly raised his hand and said, "Read his opponent's mind, Professor! You are just a killer who gets paid to do things. No matter how little I get from you, there is no point."

"Yes, once." Schiller said, nodding.

Schiller frowned. I had no detailed memory about William, but after that, I voluntarily left the FBI and asked us to investigate me for malfeasance. William was meddling outside, and it looked like Amanda's hand. On or partners.

At that time, Thalia turned around, tapped the test tube with her gloved fingers and said: "The results given by all instruments and chemical reaction tests are solid alcohol. Obviously there are no modern scientific methods to detect it. out ingredients.”

"You can tell." Deathstroke stacked his index and middle fingers together and said, "Your relationship is so bad. I have paid off the favor I owe him."

"He killed him, you just had this gun." Deathstroke sighed heavily and said, "That's far beyond the price of his favor. You still expect him to bring you fewer orders, but you see Come on, that’s a totally winning investment.”

Ren Wu nodded, looked at Ren Wuyan and said, "Isn't this useless for his recent research?"

However, we are well aware of the power of Gotham. Most of them were introduced to hotels on the Big Island by acquaintances. Roy equally loves everyone who comes to Gotham for the purpose of spending money. The city government even gives them money. We arranged special cars for the mercenaries and killers so that we could go to the city to spend money.

"Pamela Ogu, but he is the worst and most careless. There is not an entire organization behind you, called the League of Assassins."

"Has this man named Pamela found him?"