mtl008 Chapter 2594: Xiao Xiao Down (78)
Chapter 2594: Xiao Xiao Down (78)
Chapter 2594: Xiao Xiao Down (Seventy-eight)
After Clark and his group arrived, there was a peak of traffic. Cars stopped one after another near the woods, and everyone who got out of the car was surprised that Schiller would welcome them here.
Schiller understood where Victor's stereotype of him came from. Everyone thought that they would be greeted by an open space or an academic seminar venue, even the graduate students and doctoral students who had worked and studied here a few days ago.
There was even a hint of fear in their eyes when they looked at Schiller.
It's like, even though our professor was not easy to get along with before, you'd better return him as soon as possible, otherwise we won't have dinner with unknown monsters.
Everyone brought rich gifts, which were more like excellent patches than gifts, and now Schiller confirmed that Victor's anxiety that "Schiller might not be able to do anything" was true, because someone even brought in a pool table.
Each of them seemed to be very worried that if they did not find something to do for themselves, Schiller would find something for them to do, so they were fully prepared to entertain themselves.
Lex even brought six computers and a server, as well as a newly developed Luthor game console that had not yet been launched on the market and more than 50 family-friendly electronic games, which attracted the attention of all the young people as soon as they were taken out.
This is a good thing, Schiller thought. Many of his colleagues have children. The youngest is five or six years old, and the oldest is about to go to college. It is difficult to find a common hobby for these people.
Obviously, these children are unlikely to like fishing or playing poker. The younger ones can run around in the woods, but the older ones have nothing to do except helping with the barbecue.
Game consoles can alleviate this embarrassment very well, especially those family games that require multi-person collaboration. Everyone, young or old, male or female, can find fun in them. As soon as the machine is put down, a group of people will gather around it.
Moreover, most of the guests invited by Schiller were either high-level intellectuals such as doctors and professors, or wealthy people who could afford houses in wealthy areas. In this era when electronic devices are still relatively expensive, these people will obviously be the future customer base for such game consoles. Lex can also conduct machine testing and user satisfaction surveys by the way.
Schiller began to believe that Lex Luthor was the smartest person in the world.
The number of people who came far exceeded expectations, because many people brought their families, even their four children and two dogs. Fortunately, Victor and his team also prepared extra tents, otherwise what Schiller prepared might not be enough.
After almost everyone had arrived, a gray car finally arrived. The door opened, and a figure that should not have appeared but was not beyond Schiller's expectations appeared on the grass.
That's Amanda Waller.
Her face did not look very good. She was followed by a bodyguard and a middle-aged man who looked like a researcher. The others were there to announce good news, but they seemed to be there to attend a funeral.
To be more precise, she was here to attend a funeral, because the first thing Amanda said was, "Long time no see, Professor Schiller. Can I ask where you took all my subordinates?"
Schiller was in a very good mood now, so he didn't bother to argue with her, but said: "I remember I didn't send you an invitation, but if you want to come, I won't turn you away."
After saying that, he turned and walked down the gentle slope. Amanda quickly followed him and said, "They will be an important part of the Sky Eye Society. You can't just..."
"What did I do to them?"
"They've disappeared and have completely lost contact with headquarters."
"What does that have to do with me?"
"They just disappeared around you."
"Why are they around me?"
Amanda was choked. Schiller stopped, looked back at Amanda and said, "You have no legitimate reason to cause so much trouble around me. You knew the consequences of doing this, but you insisted on doing it. It's not me who made them disappear, but you."
"But you could have..."
"What? Do nothing? Do you think this is even remotely possible?"
"I mean, you don't look surprised at all."
"What should I be surprised about? That you did it? I'm sorry, ma'am, but there aren't many people in the world who are so stupid."
Amanda was no longer angry about Schiller calling her stupid. She just wanted to solve the problem. She said, "Okay, I sent them here to test their strength. It's fine if you destroyed them, but why did you cut off their connection with the headquarters? We need their black boxes."
"And then it becomes your evidence to convict me?"
"There won't be any video footage saved there. I just need data on their physical strength and operating logic!"
"Why should I believe you?"
Amanda sighed and said, "I founded the Sky Eye Society with your good student. Do you think the FBI can create such a clone with its limited technical means?"
"So this is Bruce's work?"
"Not entirely. Apparently some people don't trust cloning, so they've weakened it a lot. We're trying to find our own way to innovate the technology, so we need that data."
"Whose idea was it to send them here?"
"Mine, but Bruce didn't say no."
"Because he knows you will do it even if he refuses. You never listen to advice, so why would he waste his breath on you?"
"Okay, this time it's my fault," Amanda said, "but I know if I had asked you to take the test in the normal way, you wouldn't have agreed."
"This is not a test question." Schiller looked at Amanda and said, "You are still seeking revenge, trying every possible way to harass the serial killer you think is a serial killer to vent your anger."
"Why can't I do this?"
"Of course you can do that. You are righteous. Then stop bothering the serial killer you hate the most. Please go back."
Schiller turned and walked into the woods. Amanda gritted her teeth but followed him. She said, "I think we can make a deal. I only want the black box."
Schiller didn't say a word until they passed between two big trees and Amanda saw how many people there were.
Her gaze and her intuition allowed her to immediately lock onto several people in the crowd, including Jonathan, Valentine, Jack, Victor, etc. Great, she actually broke into a party of serial killers.
But soon a burst of noise made her dizzy. She looked in that direction and found that there was a machine and several computers placed on the open space, and a group of children and young people were shouting around the computers.
What is this? A serial killer in the making?
"Ms. Waller, why are you here?" Gordon came over, shook hands with Amanda and asked, "How are you doing recently?"
"So what are you doing here?" Amanda asked.
"It's just an ordinary housewarming party. Professor Schiller moved to a new home and held a camping party. Not bad, isn't it?"
Amanda was about to speak when Gordon said, "I have something to ask you about Mexico. Can we talk for a moment?"
Amanda keenly caught the key words. She looked Gordon up and down with some caution and said, "Mexico? I have nothing to do with the Mexican mess. You have found the wrong person."
"What about the black movement?" Gordon raised his eyebrows.
Amanda's face turned a little ugly, and she said: "No matter who told you this news, I won't pay any more for it."
"I just need some information, please come over."
Gordon and Amanda went to the less crowded end to talk. Amanda seemed a little absent-minded, wondering how Gordon knew she was connected to the Black Panther Party.
Amanda knew that she didn't look like someone who would have anything to do with this group of people. Anyone who saw her and knew what she did would think she was just a government stooge and had nothing to do with the left.
But if a Gotham sheriff knew about this, it proved that either he had connections or there was something wrong within the Black Panther Party.
Just as Amanda was worried, she saw Schiller and another figure walking to the river to talk. If she was not mistaken, the man had exaggerated clown makeup on his face.
But that doesn't look like a clown. Amanda knows that Jack the Clown is a truck driver and he doesn't look like that. Could it be a clown from another universe?
What are the two of them talking about? Is it possible that the Joker is helping Schiller get rid of the clones? Or are they sharing the data in the black box?
Amanda wanted to go over and eavesdrop, but Gordon obviously wouldn't give her that chance and stepped forward to block Amanda's view.
Amanda calmly took a step to the side, intending to watch Schiller's lip movements, but the next second, Schiller kicked the clown into the river.
Amanda and Gordon were stunned.
No, why would he fight when things were going well? Schiller didn't seem like the type of person who would get angry and fight.
The two of them didn't feel like talking anymore, and returned to the camp with their own thoughts. Soon Schiller also came back, followed by the clown who looked like a drowned rat.
It's not Jack the Clown from this universe, but Batman V's Joker, to whom Schiller's last invitation was addressed.
At this point he was yelling to the others like crazy, "At the bottom of the lake!! There is a monster at the bottom of the lake!! I saw it!!!"
Everyone else stared at him blankly. Not to mention Jonathan, Victor and the like, Amanda didn't believe what he said. The clown was a synonym for freak.
"Calm down, sir." Gordon was indeed a responsible sheriff. He tried his best to calm the yelling clown and said, "What did you say? What's at the bottom of the lake? Fossils?"
"There is a monster with countless arms, legs, and bones. I saw it when I fell just now. It was climbing up!!"
"No sir, that's not funny. If you want to tell a bad joke, maybe wait until the meat is cooked, that will keep us all warm." Gordon shook his head and said, "There are no monsters. It's just a camping party."
"But I saw it all!! I saw it with my own eyes!! This was done by that madman..."
“Sorry, move aside, Mr. Sheriff.” Victor stepped forward, weighed the freezing gun in his hand and said, “I’ve already said that this is a perfect camping party. If someone wants to ruin this perfect event with his unfunny jokes, he’d better think about whether he can run faster than a bullet.”
Others looked at him with unfriendly eyes. They knew he was a lunatic, but could you choose a suitable occasion before going crazy? Everyone was having a good time, so why did you have to spoil the fun?
The Joker is mad.
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