Chapter 649: Red Sea Rage (Part 2)

In the presidential suite of the Beverly Hills Hotel in Los Angeles, Hal and Oliver were playing cards. Looking out the window, Arthur was swimming in the outdoor pool downstairs. Many beauties focused on his strong and muscular body and exclaimed as he moved.

"I'm not very good at sailing, but I'm very good at showing off my muscles." Oliver sighed and said, "I was like this when I was young. In order to show off my muscles at the pool party, I stayed in the gym two months in advance."

"You should be grateful for your fitness experience, which gave you a good physique when you survived on a deserted island, otherwise you would definitely not be able to hold on until now." Hal threw out a poker and said.

Oliver nodded, and then he said: "I just called back to Star City, and my housekeeper was surprised that I was still alive, and he was very happy. He hoped that I could go back quickly..."

"Then why are you still here?" Hal stretched out his hand and looked at his watch and said: "Star City is not far from here. If you leave now, you should be able to arrive before dawn."

Oliver shook his head and said: "During these days on the deserted island, I have been thinking about a question, where does people's suffering come from?"

"Why do you suddenly think about this? Are you also a philosopher?" Hal took a sip of cold sparkling water, took a breath, and then said: "I thought that only professors like Schiller would study such useless philosophical problems."

"How can this be said to be useless? Haven't you ever thought about it?"

"I thought about it, but is it useful to just think about it?" Hal sighed and said: "You sitting here thinking about these problems will not reduce the suffering of someone in this world. I would rather use this time to help others."

"But can your help make all the suffering in this world disappear?" Oliver asked.

"Of course not, but if we can disappear a little bit, it counts as a little bit, and if we can save a person, it counts as a person, isn't it?" Hal said.

"This is a completely negative idea. If we can't figure out why everyone is suffering from a spiritual level, there will never be a way to truly save them." Oliver said seriously.

Hal paused for a moment while fiddling with the playing cards, and said, "I have heard similar arguments from someone."

"Who?" Oliver looked into his eyes and asked.

"It should be Schiller. I think he is the only person I know who would say such a thing." Hal scratched his head and said, "Sometimes, I can't understand those theories of psychology and philosophy, but many times, those words will hover in my mind, as if I have understood and remembered them."

"When he treated my wound, he didn't act like a person who has the patience to read philosophy." Oliver pouted and said.

Just as he said this, the door of the room rang. Schiller opened the door and looked at the two people who were playing cards in the middle of the living room and said, "You haven't slept yet?"

"It's still early now. How was your trip to visit your old friend? He didn't let you stay overnight?" Hal looked up at him and asked.

Schiller snorted coldly and said, "Yes, because he wanted to let someone else stay overnight, a beautiful female police officer."

Oliver and Hal laughed at the same time, obviously gloating. Schiller walked in after changing his shoes, sat down next to the sofa, and then touched a hand of cards.

The three chatted while playing cards. As they chatted, they talked about surviving on a deserted island. Hal remembered what Oliver said before and asked, "You said that a drug dealer directly massacred an entire village. What happened?"

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"When I first arrived on the island, I found traces of survival. I was overjoyed, but after chasing them, I didn't find any living people, but the remains of a village."

"That should be where the original islanders lived. Judging from the traces of life, the last time someone was active should have been a long time ago."

"I didn't find any bodies, but some body parts. Following these traces, I found the place where these damn butchers buried those villagers. There were about a dozen bodies there, which should be all the villagers..."

"The whole village was looted by them, and nothing useful was left. I wanted to survive there, but..."

Oliver shook his head, revealing a With a sad expression, he said, "I saw the traces of their former lives and thought of the miserable state of their bodies, which made me feel very sad. Besides, it was far from Danshui and the food was not abundant, so I left in the end."

"Damn drug dealers, they are getting more and more rampant!" Hal took a deep breath and said, "You may not know that Haibin City also relied on fishing for a period of time. At that time, the ocean-going ships that went out to sea were most afraid of drug dealers in South America."

"If you encounter pirates, the pirates will only kidnap the crew and then extort ransom. As long as you pay a little money, they will not kill people easily. If the captain is willing to invest, as long as the goods are handed over, at least there is no danger to life."

"But drug dealers are different. They have no humanity at all. They don't need any living people. As long as they get on board, they will kill all the crew members." Hal's face was very gloomy. He said, "My uncle, my father's eldest brother, died in their hands."

"And if you dare to resist, they will torture you to death and then throw you into the sea. My uncle was a retired army officer. He suffered inhumane torture, and even his body was not found..."

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Hal lowered his head, and the sadness between his eyebrows became more obvious. He said: "Since then, my parents have firmly not allowed me to travel far away, because I am their eldest son, and they are worried that I will be like my uncle. Encountering such danger..."

"I want to avenge these villagers." Oliver hesitated, but he still said: "I know that the drug trade has been around for a long time, and I'm afraid it will be difficult to eradicate, but I don't think I can stand by and watch."

"What are you going to do?" Hal asked immediately. Obviously, he also had this idea. Oliver turned his head, glanced out the window, looked at Arthur who was still playing in the pool downstairs and said:

"Arthur can communicate with fish. He said before that a killer whale's mother was killed by these drug traffickers. Then we can use his ability to let the killer whales lead the way and find the base of this group of drug traffickers for us. , and then avenge those villagers."

Schiller remained silent. Both Hal and Oliver looked at him. Schiller did not comment. He just said: "If you want to go, go ahead, but I am seasick, so I won't go with you."

"Don't you think they are really cruel?" Hal asked, looking at Schiller's unchanged expression, but then he added: "Ah, I didn't mean to force you to go..."

Schiller sighed and said, "Have you ever wondered why all this happened?"

"Of course it's because of those vicious drug dealers!" Hal hated this group of people deeply, and would not miss every opportunity to scold them. He gritted his teeth and said, "I must eliminate them all for the sake of everyone." Revenge of innocent people..."

After saying this, Hal stood up, seemingly furious, and Oliver stood up with him. After a while, the two reached an agreement on this aspect. Arthur was called up by them and heard that they were going to deal with drug dealers. He also agreed. He said:

"There are abundant fisheries in the Gulf of Mexico and the Caribbean. Many fleets will fish there during the season when resources are abundant. They are not afraid of encountering pirates. What they are most afraid of is encountering these drug traffickers. Their methods are very cruel. I I have heard this terrible legend since I was a child.”

"Let's set off now. I can use the energy of the green light to make the boat go very fast. With the guidance of the killer whale, we should be able to reach our destination quickly. When we find their base, they will be finished."

"Let's set off now." Oliver said, remembering the tragedy he saw on the island.

After the three of them left, Schiller didn't have much time to rest. Lucifer and Chloe found him again. When the two of them walked into the hotel room, it was already dawn, and Schiller was about to have breakfast, so the three of them came to see him. The people came to the hotel restaurant and chatted while eating.

"So, you went to find Delilah's partner and caused trouble at his wedding, so you came up with clues?" Schiller asked after taking a bite of the salad.

"That's because he didn't cooperate," Lucifer said with a cold snort, and Chloe showed a helpless expression and said, "You should listen to me, we should follow the procedures..."

"Okay, the goal has been achieved anyway, what clues did you find?" Schiller asked.

"Delilah's partner told us that she had a boyfriend who often beat her. Delilah even cried in the recording studio. Officer Chloe Yin and I went to the home of Delilah's boyfriend. He was a A famous rapper, his private life is very chaotic..."

"When we went there, he was high. I had to find a way to wake him up. I picked him up and hung him outside the balcony. After the wind blew for a while, he finally told the clues."

"He said that he beat Delilah because she cheated on her, and Delilah often went to a psychiatrist to talk to her. The psychiatrist was named Linda."

"So, we came to you because we actually hope you can do us a favor." Lucifer glanced at Chloe Yin and said proactively: "The psychiatrist named Linda is very difficult to deal with. I think, since you are A famous psychologist, you should be able to convince him, we want to know, who is Delilah's cheating partner?"

"Did he tell you that it is a psychiatrist's professional ethics to keep patients' confidentiality?" Schiller asked.

Chloe Yin immediately nodded and said, "Yes, that's what she said. We asked her many times, but she didn't waver at all, so we thought..."

"Keeping patient confidentiality is indeed a psychiatrist's professional ethics, and it is the same for me. Therefore, I will not force my colleagues to reveal secrets, but I think there should be a better way to investigate the truth."

Chloe and Lucifer looked at each other, and then looked at Schiller. Schiller cut the food on the plate with a knife and fork and said, "Although I don't know much about pop music, I know that along with pop music and business Another thing that gave rise to movies was entertainment newspapers.”

"Even in Gotham, I can hear newsboys running by on the street shouting gossip about celebrities. So how do entertainment newspapers get this gossip?"

Croyin was stunned for a moment, and then suddenly exclaimed: "Paparazzi! Yes! Delilah has been very red and purple recently, and the paparazzi will definitely follow her! Let's go to Weathervane Newspaper, which is the largest gossip newspaper on the West Coast... "

After saying that, Chloe Yin stood up and hurried out. Lucifer looked back at Schiller, made a "good job" gesture to him, and chased after Chloe Yin.

But at this moment, Schiller, who was eating, put down his fork, turned his head slightly, and glanced at the corner of the hotel restaurant. There was a familiar figure picking up food.

The figure was wearing a yellow and black uniform, which was out of place among the suits and long skirts.

"Long time no see... Deathstroke."