In the office of Arkham Mental Hospital, Gordon put his hands on his hips and watched Schiller fiddling with his umbrella.

Schiller removed all the umbrella surfaces, leaving only the umbrella bones. He lowered his head and removed his hand, then pulled one of the umbrella bones hard.

The umbrella bone broke with a "click" and the middle part flew out "whispered". Gordon screamed in pain and covered his left half of his face. Schiller stood up and looked at him, and said helplessly: "I have said a long time ago, don't watch me repair things. I don't have any educational background in mechanics and engineering, and it is inevitable that I will be injured by accident."

Gordon stood up with his face covering, took the part to him through the crack of his fingers, and said, "I've said it a long time ago, you definitely can't fix this thing. It looks very common, but it's actually very complicated."

"Did you have nothing else to do?" Schiller lowered his head, continued to fiddle with the umbrella holder, then looked out the window and said to Gordon: "Are you police officers so idle?"

"I'm solving the problem from the root of the problem," Gordon held his arm and looked at Shiller and said, "I discovered a rule that as long as you stare at it, there will be no troublesome work to come to us."

Before Schiller could refute, Gordon continued to ask: "So, the secret meeting you invited me to last time was established to fight against the mysterious organization that Copper said that poisoned Gotham rainwater?"

"That's not an invitation. When you know this fact, you've joined and have to join because even if you don't fight them, they will definitely come to you."

Gordon's brows were frowning tightly, and he said, "What kind of supernatural powers do you really exist? For example... what kind of magic, witchcraft, etc."

"Do you believe in God?"

"Of course I..."

"God exists, why can't magic and witchcraft exist?"

Gordon opened his mouth, and he thought Schiller's words were reasonable, but he was not a very devout believer, and he could only be regarded as a general believer, so he had no idea about those things that were nagging.

Schiller twisted the handle of the umbrella, but the handle fell off directly. Gordon heard him curse, then picked up the handle and threw it away.

Gordon couldn't stand his way of repairing like a layman. He came over, picked up the handle, and said, "This way, as long as you introduce the organization in detail, I'll find you someone who can repair this thing, how about it?"

"Stop kidding, the only umbrella maker in Gotham is dead. People from other cities, even if they can do this job, they will not dare to come to Gotham. I can't repair an umbrella, and I have to go to the metropolis, right?"

"Actually, even if you go to the metropolis, you may be repairing it faster than you yourself." Gordon and Schiller bowed their heads at the same time, and landed their eyes on the umbrella that was dismantled.

Schiller had to admit that Gordon was right. He had no talent in this regard and was just a fool. From Stark's laboratory, he should have understood that he could twist light bulbs and only turned light bulbs.

"Where are you planning to get someone who can repair umbrellas?"

"I can't find someone who can repair umbrellas, but I know someone who can transform traffic lights."

Gordon picked up the phone and dialed, saying to Schiller: "Do you remember the last time that guy who tampered with traffic light lines on the traffic civilization day?"

"Oh, then I have some impression. He allowed only the right intersection in the four intersections to pass unobstructedly, and then a fire broke out there and..."

Gordon picked up the phone and said to the other end, "Hey? Go to the East District and bring that little slippery head over. I'll have something to do with him."

Not long after he hung up the phone, a young police officer walked in with a thirteen or fourteen-year-old boy. The boy was grabbed by the collar at the back and cursed, but when he saw Gordon, he suddenly became like an eggplant hit by frost and wilted.

Gordon patted his back and asked him to come over, and then said, "This is a little slippery head, a genius boy who can work as an electrician, can do circuits, and even invented some mechanical devices himself."

"What's your name?" Schiller asked him.

"I don't have a name, people call me Xiao Shutou."

Although Gordon has a good image and civilized behavior among Gotham police, working on the front line for a long time has also given him a tough temperament. In contrast, Schiller, a gentle university professor, has acted much better. He quickly ran behind Schiller and made a face at Gordon.

Gordon introduced helplessly: "This little guy is the culprit for tampering with the traffic light line of the central turntable. At that time, he was hired by a gangster boss on the streets of Madrid. In order to make the gang's truck go faster, he pried open the outer shell of the traffic light in the middle of the night and changed the route there..."

"He was not a native Gotham man, but came from Brudehaven's countryside. His parents died. His uncle was an electrician and brought him to Gotham to work to make money. However, his uncle was not in good health. He died of illness within a few months after coming to Gotham, and he was the only one left."

"This kid is very clever." Gordon's eyes were full of praise when he looked at the little slippery head.

"He actually survived alone in Gotham, and he lived a good life. With his ability to learn electricians from his uncle, several gangster bosses treated him as guests. If I hadn't had some face, I wouldn't have invited him."

Schiller looked back at Xiao Shutou. He was a white boy with messy red curly hair and a pair of glasses.

He is indeed not very similar to the Gotham slum kid. Although he looks young, he is not weak at all. He is even much stronger than Copper. He has a rosy face and agile eyes, and does not have the numbness of other children.

There are not many children wearing glasses in Gotham. Because here, they neither study nor go to school, they will not be tired of their eyes, and their parents do not have many myopia, nor will they inherit hereditary images. Therefore, the image of Xiaoxiao's head seems out of place.

Schiller took the broken umbrella and handed it to Xiao Shutou, saying, "If you fix it for me, I'll give you a super cool toolbox."

Xiao Shutou took the umbrella, looked up and down, and said in surprise: "Why is this umbrella so bad? You won't take it to the battlefield, right?"

Gordon said gloatingly: "The last time I saw this umbrella, it was not so bad, but someone didn't know how to repair it and insisted on repairing it..."

Schiller rolled his eyes, dragged the chair over and sat down, and said, "It's all the blame for Fish and Copper. If it weren't for them, I wouldn't have to..."

"Wait!" Xiao Shutou suddenly exclaimed, and he said, "This umbrella is too amazing, right? Why is every part different?"

Schiller stood up and said, "Wait a moment, I'll get you a toolbox."

He walked to the door, called the nurse, and then said a few words. After a while, the nurse brought in a tool box.

As soon as I opened it, there was a three or four-layer tool display stand, Xiao Shutou exclaimed and said, "It's so cool! I always wanted to have a tool box like this, but unfortunately, my uncle's tool box is too small..."

"If you can fix this umbrella, then this toolbox will be yours."

"Look at me." As he said that, Xiao Shutou picked up the umbrella and took it apart in just a few seconds. He was busy there for a long time, with Schiller and Gordon watching him, but they both could not understand anything.

After a while, Xiao Shatou stopped standing by the table. He touched his chin and said in a little embarrassed manner: "This is a bit troublesome."

"This thing should be made by hand, right? It's just casting parts, polishing parts, and then assembling them together, right?"

"Indeed, this is a tailor-made handmade umbrella."

"Then why don't you go find..."

Looking at Schiller whose face began to turn black again, Gordon took a step forward, covered his little slip-on mouth, and said, "Don't ask about this, just fix it for him as soon as possible."

"But this umbrella is very strange. I'm afraid that only those who make it can fix it." Xiao Shutou shrugged, pointing to a small pile of parts and said to Schiller: "Look, look here, the number of parts here should be 6, but now there are only 5."

Then he passed a broken part from the side and said, "This is the missing one. The screw seems to have been burned by fire, and all the threads have been destroyed."

"It is because it causes an umbrella bone to be unable to hold up at all, but if you want to repair it, you must find an exact same screw."

"Originally, I could replace the nuts with it, but I don't know how to do this material, and the welding pen is completely unusable..."

Xiao Shutou said to Schiller: "I really want that toolbox. I tried my best, but the materials used by this manufacturer are too special and are completely different from the assembly line products of the factory, and I can't handle it."

Schiller and Gordon looked at each other, and obviously they thought of something else. Schiller asked Xiao Shutou: "Are you sure that only the umbrella maker who made this umbrella can fix it?"

"There is a high probability that I'm not bragging about myself, but when I can't walk, I'll screw the nuts with screws."

He picked up a screw and showed it to Schiller, saying, "Looking at the threads on it, you can see a little hand-made mark, but more importantly, he has a special design of the threads and cannot be screwed up with standard-specific screws."

“What about recast one?”

"You can try it." Xiao Shutou shook his head and said, "But I don't think it's a big hope. This fit is very strange. If the materials are inconsistent, it may not fit."

Finally, Schiller gave the toolbox to Xiao Shutou, and said to him: "If you want, you can go to the vocational school in Living Hell and learn something. There is a mechanical engineering professor at Gotham University in class. With your talent, he will definitely be very surprised."

After Xiao Shutou left, Schiller picked up the phone and dialed a number, and said, "Yes, it's me, are you free to come here now? What? Are you going to come? OK..."

About 20 minutes later, Batman appeared in the office, with Gordon, Schiller and Batman gathering at the table, looking at the umbrella.

"So, you mean, the umbrella made by the owl court instructed by the umbrella maker Vikin, who can only repair it themselves?"

Batman picked up one of the parts, squinted his eyes and looked, saying nothing.

"Okay." Schiller threw the handle in his hand on the table, then looked at Batman and asked, "You stayed in Copper and Evans' ward for a long time last night. What did you talk about?"

Batman fiddled with the parts of the umbrella and said, "The three of us plan to join forces."

Gordon also looked at him and asked, "Working together? What to do? Fighting that owl court?"

"Yes, we're all interested in that mysterious organization, so we're going to investigate it from a different perspective."

"You said you were coming today? What's the matter?"

"It was just to discuss a question, but now there is an answer." Batman took out another part, almost exactly the same as the damaged part, and he said: "This is what I found last night, on another umbrella."
Chapter completed!