In The DC World With Marvel Chat Group Chapter 166: Long Easter (6)

"The Days of Being a Spiritual Mentor in Meiman"

, the days when I was a spiritual mentor in Meiman

"The situation of the patient in room 2 needs to be observed. In addition, the dosage of the two patients on the 4th floor was changed yesterday. You can go to nurse Jenny to get the prescription. Also, pay attention to room 13. Yesterday he When I was struggling, my arm joints were dislocated..."

Wearing a white coat, Schiller walked quickly through the corridor and explained to the nurse behind him. When he walked into the office, Brand was leaning on the sofa and squinting his eyes for a nap. When he heard the movement, he was shocked. Woke up, sneezed, and said hoarsely, "Are you here? How is the patient?"

Schiller shook his head, put down the medical records in his hand, and said, "Not too optimistic. Five people were admitted to the hospital yesterday. One of the boys' symptoms is very serious. I will go there later."

"Go ahead, leave it to me."

Speaking, Brand stood up, walked to the coffee machine, and planned to pour himself a cup of coffee. Schiller said, "Give me a cup of espresso too... two cups, I'm a little sleepy."

"Are you feeling sleepy now? I'm so thankful! Have you been working 50+ hours straight?"

Schiller yawned and said, "It's okay, I'll go to sleep after I finish dealing with that boy's situation."

After speaking, he took the coffee from Brand and left.

When I came to a ward on the 5th floor and opened the door, a boy on the bed was like a beast that was awakened suddenly, and began to struggle crazily on the bed. He jumped up and threw himself in front of Schiller.

Schiller didn't pay attention to his reaction, but walked to his bedside, frowning to observe his reaction.

Schiller knew that he could not diagnose according to normal psychiatric cases, because overnight, all the cases admitted to the hospital had the same symptom, which was obviously not a natural disease.

If it is not a natural disease, the cause of the disease may become very bizarre, and it may also be mixed with some mystical elements. There is almost no way to analyze such cases with modern medical methods, but so far, Schiller has still No good diagnosis and treatment method was found.

While Schiller was thinking, there was a burst of brain waves from the gray fog in his body: "I can..."

"What? What can you do?"

"You want to check, right? I can do that..."

Schiller asked suspiciously: "How do you plan to check?"

"You touch him with one hand..."

As Gray Mist said, Schiller stretched out a hand and touched the boy's shoulder. The mist drifted into his body, and the boy gradually became quiet.

A series of brain waves fed back to Schiller's brain, allowing him to use another more intuitive perspective to understand certain functions in the human body.

He said to Gray Fog in his mind: "When did you do this?"

"Take your hand away."

Schiller hesitated for a moment, and after taking his hand away, he found that he suddenly had another person's perspective, that is, the perspective of that boy, who was looking at the ceiling at this time.

Schiller was a little surprised and said: "Are you split?"

A series of negative emotions came from the symbiote, and then, a wisp of gray mist floated out of the boy's body and returned to Schiller. The second perspective disappeared, as if it had never existed, and neither did the symbiote. No change, no more awareness of another.

"I am different from them." The voice of the symbiosis came: "I am the fog, and the fog is not a whole..."

Then, in the brainwaves from the symbiont, Schiller understood that the gray mist is very different from other symbionts because of its different form. Since its own form is fog, he cannot Split, or rather, he is split all the time.

Other symbiotes are also made of symbiote elements, but Venom's symbiote elements are glued together and, once separated, become two separate entities.

But the symbiotic factors of the gray mist are not connected together in the first place, they are scattered, even if they are cut apart, at most the distance will be extended, and they will still be a whole.

"Then can't you reproduce like other symbionts?"

"Yes, as long as I voluntarily give up that part of the factor, I will become another symbiont."

Schiller nodded, and then said: "That is to say, you can attach to others, and the part attached to others still obeys your instructions, and I can indirectly control others through you?"

Affirmative brain waves came from the gray mist, he said: "But the factor has limited control and cannot make precise movements. It can only understand his state, and the farther the distance is, the more information will be sent back. Weak."

"Why didn't you say that before?" Schiller asked.

"It didn't work before, but recently there is food everywhere, and I'm so full, so it's ok."

"There is rice everywhere??" Schiller asked suspiciously: "Could it be the rainwater? That rainwater also has an effect on you?"

"It's like wine." The symbiosis question gives the answer: "Like the poison of fear, it's delicious and full."

Schiller touched his chin, he thought, rainwater is also useful for symbionts, which means that there are certain substances in rainwater that can stimulate symbionts.

He thought again, that unlucky venom is so unlucky, if he follows him back to Gotham, the whole city will be full of food, why are you still thinking about those chocolate balls?

Afterwards, Schiller let the gray mist attach to the boy's body and conducted a comprehensive examination. After that, he found an unknown substance in the boy's blood, which was the culprit that caused his madness and hyperactivity .

Schiller did not act rashly, because he did not know what the cause of this substance was. Based on the attitude of being responsible to the patient, he felt that it would be safer to find out the culprit first, and then treat it, so he took it back. There was gray fog, and I planned to observe again.

While Schiller was trying to calm the patient with gray fog, Victor called again, and he said on the phone: "Come here, something happened.

Hearing Victor's serious tone, Schiller returned to the office and changed his clothes before heading to Gotham University.

As soon as he entered the school gate, he saw two police cars parked on the avenue, and when he walked forward, a group of people formed a circle, and the police pulled the cordon and shouted: "Get out of the way!! Open!!!"

Schiller walked over, just as the young policeman was about to stop him, an older policeman next to him stopped his colleague and said, "Professor Rodriguez? Sergeant Gordon will be here soon, you Go ahead."

Schiller nodded to him, and then quickly walked into the range of the cordon. He saw Victor standing next to a police car, and a policeman was questioning him.

Schiller walked over and asked, "What's going on?"

As he spoke, he glanced at the back of the police car. There seemed to be a scene of a falling building. There was a figure lying on the ground, blood splattered everywhere.

"Seldon is dead." Victor said, he looked back to the scene of the fall and said: "Fall from the balcony of his office, the height of the 8th floor, and died on the spot."

"What's going on? Tell me about it."

Victor shook his head and said: "I don't know either. You should know that there is a shortage of manpower recently, and many students have fallen ill. While I am busy subduing the patients, I also need to find out what they have in common."

Victor glanced at the police officer who was busy writing, and continued: "I was so busy that I was dizzy, but Principal Seldon called me suddenly and asked me to go to his office, so I I can only put down my work and rush over to the administrative building..."

"I entered the administration building as usual, when I just got to the 4th floor, I saw from the window between the corridors, a black shadow fell down, and then I heard 'bang' There was a loud noise, and when I looked down from the window, I saw Seldon's body."

"To be honest..." Schiller patted Victor on the shoulder and said, "Your statement has increased your suspicion by 30% out of thin air. Don't say that when Gordon comes later. Already."

"But I'm telling the truth..."

"You can beautify this process a little bit. For example, you and Seldon had a good conversation on the phone, and he strongly urged you to go to his office for a small gathering. You couldn't shirk it, so you had to go to the administration building..."

"Because of the cracks in the building, there was a power outage, and the elevator couldn't be used. You can only climb the stairs, because you are a researcher with no strength, and you were exhausted when you reached the third floor. Panting, you climbed to the fourth floor and leaned against the window sill to rest, only to see an unknown black figure fall."

"You turned pale with fright, and you ran out of the corridor without even thinking about it, and called the police."

"Don't forget..." Schiller reminded Victor: "You are an outsider, not a Gotham native. Only Gotham natives are so calm about murders."

"After I came here, I realized that this ghostly place is quite suitable for me." Victor shrugged and said, "I don't know why, but I don't feel much about corpses and blood, and I'm a little too calm."

Soon, another police car stopped, Gordon rushed out of the car door in a hurry, and then he saw Schiller for the first time, Gordon took a deep breath, and then walked quickly Going forward, he first stretched out his head to look at the corpse, then walked to Schiller's side, and looked at him suspiciously.

"I didn't do it, the witnesses are here." Schiller pushed Victor forward, and Victor explained to Gordon: "It's like this..."

Victor repeated what Schiller had told him, and Gordon frowned, and said, "You made it a little too outrageous, how could it be... oh, wait, you're a foreigner People, right?... That makes sense."

"When the locals in Gotham see someone falling from a building, they will only curse a piece of shit, and then keep complaining to me that the blood and brains have stained the ground, and they want us to wash the ground quickly..."

"Anyway, let's go and see the scene first."

A few people bypassed the police car ~IndoMTL.com~ and came within the cordon, where Seldon's body was lying in the middle of the road.

Schiller took a look and said: "He was not very lucky, he just landed on a sharp corner of the cracked road, otherwise there is a little possibility of survival."

Gordon waved his hand, and a group of policemen began to investigate the crime scene, and then moved the body to the car and took it back for autopsy.

Gordon stood at the place where Seldon fell and looked up. The lights on the eighth floor of the administrative building were still on. He turned to Schiller and Victor and said, "I'm sorry, you two, but according to the formal case handling The process, you cannot participate in the next thing, and the witness, Mr. Victor Fries, needs to walk with us..."

"As for you, Professor Rodriguez, I'm afraid you have to wait for a summons."

To Gordon's surprise, neither of them showed any objection. Victor cooperated with the police and got into the police car. Schiller didn't insist on participating in the case, but turned and left.

Before leaving, Schiller also said to Gordon: "Although I am willing to cooperate with you in investigating the case, there are too many patients in the Arkham Psychiatric Hospital recently, and I have to put their lives first..."

"I heard before that many students at Gotham University were sick at the same time. What's going on?" Gordon asked Schiller.

"I have a little clue, but I haven't investigated it yet...Don't look at me with that kind of eyes. I don't need to make trouble for myself. After they go crazy, it's not me who treats them? I've been there for 50 hours I haven't slept."

"Professor Rodriguez, I have to remind you that no matter what, I will find out the truth of the murder..." Gordon paused for a moment, and then continued: "I hope that I will finally find out the truth of the murder. It won't be you again."