Victor stood in front of the window of the old Copot house, pulled the window hard, and then looked up and found that there was a lock hanging on the window of the old house. Schiller took out a pistol and handed it to Victor. Victor looked at him and said, "You actually brought a gun?"

Schiller also looked at him and said, "Why are you surprised that I brought a gun? This is Gotham."

Victor was also surprised and said, "But why did you bring a gun to me? Wouldn't you shoot?"

"My marksmanship is not accurate, you can only come."

Victor took the gun and muttered: "We are both outsiders, why are you born and raised here?"

He raised his gun, aimed at the old lock, and shot it "bang", and sparks appeared on the lock, and it was knocked out directly. Victor opened the window and flipped in, and Schiller followed him.

After entering, Victor pointed to the ground and said, "Master of Scouting, it's time for you to play."

Schiller shook his head and said, "Isn't this already obvious? Mrs. Coppert was kidnapped."

As soon as he finished speaking, his eyes fell on a corner of the living room, where there was a very old shoe cabinet. There were a pair of rain boots next to the door, and several other pairs of ordinary leather shoes. But there was an umbrella next to this shoe cabinet.

Schiller walked to the umbrella, picked up the handle of the umbrella and looked at it, then gradually narrowed his eyes, Victor walked over, he looked at the umbrella and asked in confusion: "What's wrong? What's wrong with this umbrella?"

Schiller pursed his lips, but he didn't answer, but just turned the umbrella over and looked at the tip of the umbrella. There was a small circle on the tip of the umbrella, and the pattern was very inconspicuous. It looked a bit like someone's signature. Schiller held the umbrella tip and knocked it on the ground with the handle of the umbrella.

Victor looked around and said, "What are you doing?"

"No... nothing." Schiller picked up the umbrella and returned to the center of the living room. He first walked to the sofa and said, "It seems that Mrs. Coppert was dragged away from here."

Then he came to the left of the coffee table. The coffee table at Coppert's house was made of glass and looked very delicate, which reflected their family's former wealth.

There was a set of tea sets on the glass coffee table. Schiller picked it up and smelled it. Victor also came over. He put his hands on his hips and leaned over to look at the set of tea sets, saying, "Although I don't have any detective experience, I can also guess that someone should have drugged it?"

"As expected, it should be." Schiller found a stack of newspapers from the side, packed the teacup, handed it to Victor, and asked him to take it back for testing. Then he squatted down by himself and looked under the sofa.

The wooden legs on the left side of the sofa left a scratch about 20 cm on the ground. Obviously, the sofa had been dragged.

He squatted on the ground again and looked at the living room. The messy and scattered items on the living room floor looked like a cabinet had been hit and the things on it fell off.

The table next to it was also hit by a chair, and a chair fell to the ground, and the legs of the chair were broken, as if someone had fought here.

Schiller sighed and said, "I don't think we have to watch it anymore. Let's go back first. No matter who kidnapped Mrs. Coppert, the police have to look for it."

On the other hand, Batman, who went to investigate the Living Hell, also gained something from the foreign gang bosses. A gangster in a suit collapsed on the ground. He looked at Batman in front of him with fear, and then said in a trembling voice: "Don't kill me, don't...I'll tell you everything I know!"

"About...a few weeks ago, ah, no! More than a week to two weeks! One of the seven leaders here died, and we all called him Kevin, the leader of the North District, and the largest territory..."

"Does this black hand Kevin have anything to do with Fish?"

The man hesitated and said, "Yes, Kevin is actually a negotiating faction. His gang lost a lot of people in a fire before he came to Hell. He was unwilling to lose his manpower anymore, so he was willing to sit down and talk to the boss of the Mooney Gang..."

"But before they even negotiated, he died."

"How did he die?" Batman asked.

"This...I don't know this. I just heard people say he died outside the living hell. What's going on? You may have to ask the police..."

Then Batman asked again: "How did that guy named Kevin die after he died?"

"How is it?" The little boss was stunned by his question and answered instinctively: "What else can you do? He died, and someone else took over his position..."

Batman frowned and asked, "Who is the one who takes over his position?"

The little boss thought hard and said, "I can't remember his name. Anyway, that guy seems to be very smart. It seems that he is the little boss who manages tap water. I have heard people say that he can make money with everyone, so he took over Kevin's position..."

Batman frowned even deeper, and then he asked a few more questions, but the little boss was not from the Johnny gang, and he didn't know the specific details. He found that he couldn't ask anything, so Batman knocked him unconscious.

Speaking of the tap water system, Batman thought of Fish's crazy behavior before.

Guli

Somehow, Fish found the core system of the Living Hell Water Source Purifier. However, because Batman patrolled here frequently, Fish had just had this idea and was discovered by Batman when he was looking for someone to investigate there. Batman knocked the investigator unconscious, and then installed a security system to the water source purifier to stop her.

At that time, Batman didn't think about it, but now he thinks about it, it's not like a strategy that a gangster boss who has never read before. Most of the residents of Living Hell don't even know that there is a purifier.

Even if she could figure it out, how did Fish take action? How did she know where the core location of the water source purifier is?

Batman had read Fish's archives from Gordon before, and he had also monitored Fish for a while. He was very sure that this woman was semi-illiterate, the kind of person who would spell the wrong words. He didn't think that such a person had the ability to follow those complicated channels and find the most important core position of the purification equipment.

In fact, there are not many people in the entire Living Hell who have the ability to do this. Batman speculated that there must be someone who has been giving advice to Fish.

The death of the black hand Kevin, Fish's plan to destroy the water purifier, and the little boss who came to power after Kevin's death...

Several things quickly formed a line in Batman's mind.

The most critical coincidence is that Fish came up with a plan that could not have been her own idea to destroy the water purifier. The little leader who came to power after Kevin died happened to be the head of the tap water management system in the North District. This is not a simple coincidence. After all, in the entire living hell, there are really too few people who know the water source system, and the possibility of these two identities overlapping is very high.

In Batman's reasoning, this little boss either was Fish's person, or he betrayed his boss and surrendered to Fish.

He helped Fish give advice, and Fish helped him kill his immediate boss so that he could have a chance to make a comeback. Perhaps he would cooperate with the inside and outside, using the knowledge of this small leader to attack the other gang bosses.

Have they ever had a cooperative relationship? Will Fish's death be related to this person? Batman was caught in thinking again, but he always felt that there seemed to be other hidden information in these things, which was far from that simple.

On the fourth floor of Arkham Mental Hospital, Gordon and Victor stood outside the ward door. Gordon said with some pity: "This kid is really not lucky. He experienced a murder case and suddenly had a difficult mental illness. As a result, his relatives were kidnapped again. Even in Gotham, there are not many people who are so unlucky."

Victor also sighed and said, "Actually, he is a very smart boy. He learns things very quickly, but I found that it is Gotham...." He shrugged and said, "A talented person always encounters all kinds of troubles and goes on a wrong path."

"I think Professor Rodriguez can cure him, just like he often talks about it, he is not a quack."

Victor turned his gaze into the window on the door, and following his gaze, Schiller circled around and walked from one side of the bed to the other, while Copper was lying on the bed, not struggling, and seemed very numb, staring at the ceiling with a pair of eyes blankly.

"How did you sleep last night? Mr. Copper, do you still feel that your muscles are out of control?" Schiller stood beside the bed in a white coat, holding a medical record book, and asked while writing.

Copper did not answer at all, like a stiff and pale puppet, lying on the bed in a strange position, without any response to the sounds outside.

"It seems you are not very good." Schiller said standing there: "Most patients will have a slow reaction after taking an excessive dose of calcification drugs, but I don't think you are among them. You should be very conscious now, and the onset period has passed."

"You don't want to answer me, why is this? Because some of your plans are not going well?"

Copper suddenly turned his head and stared at Schiller with his eyes embedded in his eyes. His eyes were a little scary, numb and cold, but Schiller was unmoved.

"Unfortunately, I can't use magical hypnosis to let you say everything like I did in the movie. Whether it's psychology or psychiatry treatment, if the patient himself is unwilling to cooperate, then hypnosis will not have any effect."

"Same, if you don't cooperate with the treatment, no matter how much medicine you use, it will be useless. I am a doctor, not God. If you refuse to answer all questions, God will not cure you."

Copper's head moved again, a husky voice like saw wood spilled out from his throat, saying, "Can it be cured...can it be cured?"

Schiller put down his medical record, looked at him with a strange look, and said, "If it cannot be cured, you should be in the crematorium now."

Copper's mouth gradually opened, as if he wanted to say something, but he didn't say it. Schiller seemed to remember something and said, "Oh, I forgot, you're not even a college student."

He covered his forehead and said helplessly: "I know that many people with insufficient education call mental illness crazy and terminal illness that can never be cured, but this is not the case."

"Many people don't understand mental illness, so they are afraid of it. Especially this hereditary mental disorder, which will cause extreme excitement and aggressiveness when it starts, and are often regarded as a terrible madness."

"But in fact, this is just a symptom of schizophrenia. According to previous diagnosis, you should be nervous schizophrenia. It often occurs intermittently, and there are symptoms of wood stiffness when it occurs, and sometimes it turns into a sudden state of excitement. Your behavior becomes violent, but it can be relieved by yourself after about a few hours..."

Schillerpo patiently explained to Coppert: "This type of schizophrenia is a type with a good prognosis. It can not only be relieved by itself, but also has a good treatment effect. The difficulty is generally induced by relieving hyperactivity. However, you have also seen that using palliative drugs will have good results..."

Copper kept staring at Schiller with his eyes tightly. Schiller's expression did not change much, and he was telling the truth.

Actually, this is not a difficult and complicated disease. Even in the category of schizophrenia, it is quite common, so his tone has always been very smooth, but this seems to give Coppert some vitality. He adjusted his tilted neck back, tried hard to adjust his position on the bed, and then asked: "...can it be cured... right?"
Chapter completed!