Chapter 430: Mystery in the Metropolis (XVI)

With a "pop", the gun in Lex's hand was knocked out. The tip of the umbrella touched his eyebrows. He took two steps back, raised his hands and looked at Schiller who took action.

Selina rolled over and grabbed the pistol that was shot away by Schiller. She raised the pistol, but for a moment she didn't know who to aim at.

Selina is definitely on Bruce's side, but it was Schiller who had a conflict with Bruce before, so logically, she should aim her gun at Schiller.

But Schiller was also from Gotham and was Bruce's teacher. The two of them only quarreled verbally and did not take action. Lex fired at Bruce, so she turned to aim at Lex.

However, Lex, who had lost his pistol, was just a helpless boy. In terms of threat, Schiller was the greater threat. Selina stood there hesitating for a long time, the muzzle of the gun dangling, and finally It was Bruce who stepped forward and pressed Selina's arm down.

Now, everyone on the field was a little confused. In their opinion, Lex's behavior was illogical at all. He was from Metropolis and had never participated in Gotham's love and hatred. Even if he had met Bruce before, I had no grudge against him, so why did he shoot?

In addition, his previous attack on Benjamin made him look like a madman who would attack anyone at any time. Just as Lex was about to say something, Schiller stretched his umbrella forward and narrowed his eyes. The eyes said: "Back off."

He is very wary of Rex because he knows in his heart that in the comics, Rex has very high intelligence and is one of the few smart people in the entire DC world. This kind of person is the hardest to deal with. You never know. Is there any deeper meaning behind some of his actions?

"Professor, I..."

"Shut up." Schiller interrupted him very simply. The best way to deal with such a smart person is not to listen or see, and not to give him any chance to confuse people.

At this time, Bruce also stepped forward and said: "Professor Schiller, I just want to ask..."

"Same for you." Schiller didn't move his hand, but turned to look at Bruce and said.

After saying that, he slowly put down the umbrella, then turned around. Before leaving, he looked back at Benjamin who was still lying on the ground and Lionel who was already dead. As he walked out the door, he said:

"Please clean up here, I'm going back to sleep."

After saying that, he left, leaving only Rex and Bruce looking at each other. Rex sighed deeply and said, "Well, it seems that he has really lost his memory."

Bruce heard a lot of inexplicable emotions from his words. He looked at Lex and said, "How do you know?"

"Why should I tell you?"

Obviously, Lex was very dissatisfied with Bruce. While cursing in a low voice, he walked to Lionel's body, grabbed his arm, and dragged him to the bathroom with great effort.

After he walked out of the bathroom, he said, "Bring that annoying agent here, and I'll go find some tools in the warehouse downstairs."

"What do you want to do?" Bruce asked, watching his movements.

"I need to take care of this place. Otherwise, do you want these two corpses to lie here all night until they are discovered by other agents?"

As Lex walked out the door, he complained in a low voice: "The sewer system of this old manor must be very poor. If two people are treated at one time, it may be blocked..."

Bruce did not drag Benjamin away, but turned him over and started to press him down. Lex saw his movements and hurriedly stepped forward and said, "What are you doing? Why did you wake him up?" manage?"

"I just want to wake him up." Bruce replied without raising his head. He said: "I have to get useful information from him. Moreover, he is sent to Metropolis by the CIA to track down spies. The person in charge, he can’t die.”

Lex stood behind him, watching his movements, spreading his hands and saying, "Okay, whatever you want."

After saying that, he turned to leave. Bruce continued what he was doing, but continued: "I'm sorry, Mr. Luther, you can't leave either. You'd better stay here until I get the information I want." ”

Lex didn't want to listen to him at all. He didn't stop, but soon, he heard the "click" of a false trigger. Selina pointed the gun at his head, and Lex turned around. He let out a disdainful "scoff".

"You know what? Saying another word to you idiots who only know how to use guns is a waste of my life."

"Wayne, the Wayne Group you own is just an industry inherited from your parents, and the entire Luther Group is so powerful because of my decision."

"What? You have a better relationship with that professor, making you feel like you are his favorite student?"

"Perhaps, he is also complaining privately that you are a fool. He only favors you because he has no better candidate. However, he will soon know that he and I are the same."

As Lex walked back, he taunted Bruce: "Disguised as a playboy, on the surface he is living and drinking, but privately he is working hard to manage his own property, which makes you feel that you are a genius who condescends to pretend to be an ordinary person."

"But you are actually just an ordinary person, useless in front of a real genius..."

Bruce stood up from Benjamin, stepped over Benjamin's body, came to Lex, looked into his eyes and said: "That professor taught me a lot of things, but the most important thing is... "

Bruce deliberately dragged out a long tone, and just when Lex was concentrating on listening to his next words, with a "bang", Lex was knocked to the ground by Bruce's fist. Bruce looked down at him and said: "Although words are powerful, sometimes fists can also be a way to solve problems."

Lex lay on the ground, with no intention of moving at all. His red hair covered his eyes, making it impossible to see the strong mockery in his eyes. Bruce looked at his face and suddenly said: "What is the 10th decimal place after the square root of 39?"

"3." Lex answered almost without thinking.

"What about the square root of 235?"

"7."

Lex stood up from the ground, wiped the blood under his nose, grinned, looked at Bruce, and asked: "What is the 15th decimal place after the square root of 659?"

"1." Bruce answered immediately.

The two of them did not pause at all in their question and answer. Before Selena, who was watching, could react to what was going on, a string of mathematical formulas came out of their mouths.

Although Selina didn't understand what they were saying to each other, she could see that the two seemed to be competing.

She looked down at the pistol in her hand, curled her lips helplessly, turned around and sat on the sofa next to her, muttering to herself: "Ha, men's competitive spirit."

As she said that, she glanced over there again and muttered: "How long will they stand there? Half an hour should be the limit, right?"

Two hours later, Selina got up from the table in a daze, shook her arms that were numb from being pressed, and looked at the blizzard outside the window that was still going on and the dark sky.

She squinted her eyes and looked at the clock hanging on the wall next to her. It was already 6 o'clock in the morning.

Selina covered her forehead with her hand, then turned her head. Sure enough, Bruce and Lex were still standing in the middle of the room.

Oh, no, now the two of them were no longer standing, but moved a chair and a table, and the table was piled with various draft papers.

Selina reached out her hand and rubbed her temple vigorously. She stood up from the sofa like a zombie, stretched her body hard, and then yawned.

She glanced at the two men over there, turned her head back, and walked out of the reception room with an expressionless face. Bruce and Lex didn't notice her at all, and didn't even care about the gun she left on the table.

Selina came to the corridor, which was very quiet at this time.

For some reason, although Benjamin disappeared for a night, no agent came to find him, or maybe there was an agent who came, but was solved by Bruce and Lex together. Selina didn't see any agent in the corridor, so she started to walk downstairs.

Came to the banquet hall, walked to the side, turned a corner, and came to the warehouse area behind the manor. Selina found the monitoring room here, but she didn't actually want to find the monitoring room, but just wanted to find a phone.

Fortunately, the monitoring room also has a phone that can contact the guest room. Selina picked up the phone and dialed a number. Schiller's sleepy voice came from the other end.

"Professor?...Ah, no! Don't be angry!...Oh, okay, I know, I will be angry when I don't sleep well, but there is indeed a problem here, and you may need to solve it..."

"But...but it may be a big trouble, do you want to listen to it first..."

Just when she said this, Selina looked at the phone in her hand, and there was a busy tone after being hung up. Selina pursed her lips and finally whispered: "Forget it, it shouldn't be a big deal, right?"

After that, she walked up the stairs and prepared to go back to her room to sleep.

Selina was born in a very orthodox Gotham bottom class. She had not received any professional education. She had no chance to go to school and study. She could read and read newspapers, which had surpassed many bottom-class people in Gotham. You can't expect someone who has never been to school to understand any complex mathematics and physics knowledge.

"Point Guard Here"

At the same time, Selena is also a talented player. Her IQ is not very high, and she relies more on intuition. Therefore, she cannot understand how much sparks can be created when two equally talented super talents meet.

At this time, Schiller was sleeping in the guest room, and the service phone of the guest room was still beside him. From his frowning eyebrows, it can be seen that he had just fallen asleep not long after being woken up by Selena's call.

In the Mind Palace, Schiller was painting the new room at the top of the tower. When he was painting the wall, he heard Jörmungandr's voice: "No, no orange, it's too ugly!"

"My beautiful scales are made of dark green and silver. I can only accept blue and purple at most. Warm colors are too inconsistent here."

"Don't you know the principle of complementary colors?" Schiller said while painting the wall: "And your dark green doesn't match the overall decoration style of my Mind Palace at all."

"No! Stop painting! This orange is too bright, I hate such bright colors!"

"The combination of dark green and silver is too old-fashioned... Oh, I forgot, you are also an old snake. How long have you lived? 3,000 years? 5,000 years? I shouldn't question your aesthetics. In your time, maybe this was quite fashionable..."

"I'm not old!

! When Odin threw me to the earth, I was still a little snake. I have been sleeping all the time, which cannot be counted as age!

Jörmungandr began to roar. Schiller knocked on the wall with the paint brush in his hand and said, "Just talk if you want to, don't move around. This room is almost finished. I..."

Speaking of this, Schiller felt the floor under his feet shake. Schiller raised his voice a little angrily: "Jörmungandr..."

At this time, a huge snake head stretched out. Jörmungandr's huge vertical children emitted a faint light, and the hazy white mist enveloped both sides of his cheeks. He said, "It's not me, it's your dream that is about to wake up..."

Schiller threw the paint brush to the ground and said, "It's better not to let me know who disturbed my sleep again..."

"Bang! Bang! Boom!" The floor shook violently, and Schiller woke up instantly. Then he found that this was not an illusion in his dream, but the floor really shook.

He sat up from the bed, picked up his umbrella and walked out of the room, then heard screams from the corridor:

"The reception room exploded!

Put out the fire! Put out the fire!"