Chapter 247 Campfire on a Snowy Night (Part 2)

When entering the old Cobot house, Victor and Schiller were surprised. It looked like it had just been violently bombed.

Victor looked down at the pool of blood in the hall and shouted: "Oswald!! Are you there? Oswald Cobblepot!... Cobblepot!"

Schiller held his shoulders, pointed to the blood stain and said, "In the bathroom."

Victor walked across the hall quickly, and then rushed into the bathroom. He saw a pale Cobot lying in the corner, covered in blood.

He walked in quickly and shook Copot, and Victor looked down to see it. Cobot, who had a bone-deep scar on his left shoulder and upper arm, and other injuries all over his body, was holding a mobile phone in his right hand, which was obviously the one that had just called Victor.

"What's going on? Where's your mother? Where's old Mrs. Copot?"

When he heard the word mother, Cobot's head moved, and a sound like a disc card came from his throat: "Second floor... Bedroom on the second floor..."

"You watch him here, I'll go up and have a look."

As he spoke, Schiller walked from the bathroom door to the second floor, passed through a somewhat narrow corridor, and then walked up the creaking stairs. There was a stronger smell of blood on the second floor.

Schiller came to the bedroom on the second floor. The thin old Mrs. Copot was lying beside the bed in the bedroom, with one hand on the sheet. A large amount of blood had stained more than half of the sheet red. After Schiller walked over, he found that She must have slit her wrists about an hour ago.

But at this time, the wound was no longer bleeding. Schiller got closer to Mrs. Copper's arm and took a look. The wound was very deep, but the wound was in the wrong position. The blood had already condensed. He pressed Old Copper again. Mrs. Te's chest, and found that her heartbeat and breathing were still strong.

Apparently, Copot's mother wanted to commit suicide by slitting her wrists. She was very determined, but failed due to a lack of common sense. Schiller took out a tube of injection and pushed it into Mrs. Copot, and saw the healing effect begin to take effect. After that, Schiller stood up again and walked downstairs.

Victor also had the healing injection that Schiller gave him. When Schiller walked to the bathroom, Victor had just put away the injection. Soon, Cobot regained consciousness.

Victor squatted beside him, sighed and said, "What the hell is going on? Why didn't you call me earlier?"

Cobot's eyes were looking at the ceiling with some lack of energy. Schiller stood aside, and the shadow cast by the light fell on Cobot. He turned his eyes to Schiller, and Schiller said to him: "You Mother is fine."

Cobot closed his eyes and turned his head to the side. His face showed an expression of despair and exhaustion that should not be shown on a child of this age. Victor sighed, and he didn't care about Cobot. With blood stains on his body, he lifted him up from the ground and then helped him to the sofa in the living room.

Although Victor was just a scholar, it was obvious that Cobot was even thinner. Victor lifted him onto the sofa without much effort. Victor looked at Cobot's embarrassed state and stood beside the sofa. Schiller said: "You watch him, I'll find him a coat."

Schiller sat down on the other side of the sofa and adjusted his sleeves. Cobot's expression had always been a little dull, and even the usual gloominess was gone.

When Victor came down with his coat and put it on Copot, Schiller took out his mobile phone and called Gordon. Soon, Gordon walked in wearing a uniform, with damp moisture and cold wind on his body. When he saw the situation in the old house, he covered his forehead and said: "Professor Schiller, what are you going to do again? What have you done again???"

Ten minutes later, several people carried Cobot and Mrs. Cobot to the car and sent them to the hospital.

Thanks to the lizard serum injection Schiller obtained from Dr. Connors, Mrs. Copot's life was not in danger when she was sent to the hospital. She just suffered from excessive blood loss and needed to be hospitalized for observation. The younger Cobot's wound was almost healed and did not require treatment.

So, they returned to Cobot's old house. After all this trouble, several of them were covered in rain. At this time, it was already past 3 o'clock in the morning, and the night sky in Gotham was already so dark that it was difficult to see even the fingers of one's hands. The rain But it got bigger and bigger.

"It's a bit cold. Let's have a cup of hot tea."

Two minutes later, Victor stood in the messy kitchen and finally dug out a kettle from a cabinet. Facing the stove that was already piled with debris, he was a little at a loss what to do.

Suddenly, he heard some movement behind him. Victor turned his head and saw Cobot stepping over the debris piled at the kitchen door, walking in and saying, "I'll boil the water."

Cobot lowered his head, and Victor couldn't see his expression. He handed the kettle in his hand to Cobot and said, "Go ahead."

Schiller did not sit on the sofa anymore, but squatted on the ground with interest, looking at the overturned debris. He lightly wiped the dust on the ground with his fingers and said, "It seems that these things The time of being turned out is different.”

"These bloodstains..." Schiller took a look and saw that there were about four or five bloodstains in the hall, but they were all very small, more like dripping accidentally. The only scaring amount of blood was in the hall when they entered. The puddle I saw is still dry.

"Is it getting worse again?" Schiller murmured to himself. While he was surveying the scene, the hot water was boiled and Cobot came over with a tray.

It was a wooden tray with patterns engraved on it, and the cups placed on it were also exquisite ceramic cups. It just looked a little funny when paired with his old clothes and thin figure.

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Victor took the cup from his hand, then picked up one and gave it to Schiller. Schiller took a look inside the cup. There was only water there. After Cobot put down the tray, he rubbed his hands on his shirt in embarrassment. Wei Wei, said: "There is no tea, I haven't gone out to buy it recently."

Victor took a sip of hot water, waved his hand, and asked Copot to sit down. He asked with great concern: "What is going on? Didn't you say before that your mother was much better after taking the medicine?" ?”

Cobot regained some consciousness. He touched the handle of the cup, and there was a gap on it. When Cobot's fingers touched there, he pursed his lips, showed a bitter smile, and said: "...Indeed, it is Much better.”

Schiller took a sip of hot water and felt a warm current flowing from his chest. When Cobot looked at him, he was also looking at Cobot. The calm power in his eyes made Cobot relax. A lot.

"After I was discharged from the hospital, I returned to work in the Living Hell. Most of Gotham was frozen, and the underground of the Living Hell was no exception."

"This caused damage to the water system here. In order to use water normally, I had to lead the original gang members to repair the water system."

"I'm doing pretty well. Although I can't figure out some of the core devices, the water pipes and wiring can still be repaired..."

"Everyone wanted to drink water, and everyone was counting on me. Soon, I had a great reputation among the gangs here and made a lot of money."

"Because there is a very advanced water purification system installed underground in the Living Hell, the tap water system here is restored faster than other places. Therefore, we can sell water to residents in other surrounding areas earlier..."

Cobot's tone was very calm when he said this, but Victor looked at Cobot with wide eyes and said, "I didn't even know you had the ability to be a gangster and do business."

"Of course he did, otherwise he wouldn't have survived." Schiller said as he took another sip of water.

"I led the gangsters to work and let them make money. They all believed in me and my life became better and better, so..."

Cobot raised his eyes and glanced at Schiller, who said: "Are you doubting me? But I want to tell you that the medicines I prescribed for your mother are all symptomatic."

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Cobot shook his head and said, "No, I'm not suspecting that there's something wrong with the medicine. In fact, those medicines are very effective, especially when my mother is in a state of excitement."

"She took those medicines for a while and began to become more and more awake. One night, we were sitting on the edge of the bed and chatting about the past. She could remember fragments of my childhood. We hadn't talked like that for a long time. ”

"Then what's going on? Victor asked doubtfully: "Now that her condition has improved, how can she still..."

Cobot's body began to tremble a little, his eyes began to turn red, and his voice became trembling: "It's because she woke up, it's because..."

He swallowed hard, took a deep breath, and said, "Before the medication, she was a little crazy."

"When she started to go crazy, I couldn't deal with her at all. I could only wait for her to get tired and drink water. But when the symptoms became more and more serious, she started to attack me..."

Victor raised his head and looked at the puddles of dried blood in the room. Cobot squeezed his hands together, intertwined his fingers tightly, and said: "At first, she just hit me with something, and my ear was scratched. I was injured and bled a little..."

"Then she started to chop randomly with a knife. I was afraid that she would hurt herself, so I had to find a way to go up and grab the knife..."

"She cut my arms and legs, but luckily the wounds were not deep. I bandaged myself and hid the blood-stained clothes."

"But..." Cobot's voice trembled more and more, and Victor heard a hint of crying in it.

"After the drug treatment started, I tried my best to clean up the blood stains at home, but I was very busy at that time. There were too many things waiting for me, and there were too many people pointing at me. I had to make money to buy the medicine. , I didn’t care about treating my injuries. When I was cleaning up the house in a hurry, there were some blood stains buried under the mess, but I didn’t notice it.”

"After my mother woke up, one night, when I was sleeping, she walked into my bedroom. One of my arms was outside the quilt, and she saw it. She asked me where those injuries came from..."

"I didn't dare tell her."

"When I came back this evening, I found that my house was like this. She dug out the blood stains on the floor and found the bloody clothes. I smelled a strong smell of blood. When I went upstairs, I found... …My mother cut her wrists and committed suicide.”

Cobot's lips were trembling to the point that he couldn't utter a word, and tears were streaming down his eyes. Victor's hand holding the cup was also trembling a little. He heard Cobot continue: "Before you wake me up, , my last memory is that I walked into the bedroom and saw a lot of blood..."

"Then why did you appear in the bathroom on the first floor?"

"He must also be sick." Schiller said to Victor: "The wound on his shoulder was probably caused by himself."

"He saw the scene of his mother committing suicide, and couldn't accept the stimulation. He staggered downstairs, cut himself with the table knife, and the blood was spilled in the hall. Then he passed the sofa and ran into the bathroom..."

"But fortunately..." Schiller looked at Cobert, "You still have a last bit of reason, so you take out your phone and call Victor."