mtl008 Chapter 2332 Gotham Music Chapter (71)
Chapter 2332 Gotham Music Chapter (71)
Chapter 2332 Gotham Music Festival (Seventy-one)
Bruce arrived soon enough.
"Good evening, Professor."
Schiller nodded.
"He came unusually early today." Gordon handed the cup of hot tea to Bruce and said, "He hasn't been so active for a long time. It seems that he is very interested in these cases."
Bruce thought, as expected, Schiller had known that he was going to take action and even determined the specific time, otherwise he would not have put down everything he was doing and rushed over immediately.
Schiller was thinking, I am too proactive. If I hadn't come all the way here to cause you some trouble, you would really think you are a great detective who can call a sleeping person at nine o'clock in the middle of the night.
Schiller said nothing and turned to look at the body.
Bruce also looked at the body, and his first reaction was that he must not have left any clues to track. Batman is the greatest detective in the world, which means that he must also be the most skilled criminal in the world. As long as he doesn't want to, no one can find any clues at the scene he has handled.
But in fact, the ordinary police investigation skills are not that sophisticated. Most of the serial killers who are able to get away with it for a long time are able to leave no clues. This is not the point.
"Who do you think the murderer is?" Schiller asked.
Bruce paused in his heart and swallowed back the words that were about to come out of his mouth. He really didn't expect Schiller to be the first to ask this question.
As expected, all exams in the world test those who don't know the answer. Shouldn't the first question be who the deceased is? Reasoning should also follow the Basic Law. How can you guess who the murderer is after watching the scene for less than two minutes?
This completely disrupted Bruce's rhythm, but he was worthy of being Batman, and he adjusted himself in an instant, saying: "This has to start with the identity of the victim..."
Schiller nodded. He thought, the long and detailed reasoning that took up at least 80% of the comic was finally coming. In his previous life, he hated reading this part the most because it was eye-tiring.
Schiller shut down his brain and skipped.
When he regained consciousness, Gordon and Bruce looked at him. Schiller nodded and said, "But you haven't answered my question yet."
He didn't even need to look or think about it to know that the previous segment definitely didn't contain any important information, otherwise Gordon would have definitely spoken out to support him.
"Since we already know from the tattoo that the murderer is from Mexico, we have to connect him to the tragedy that happened on the cruise ship before..."
Keep skipping.
Soon Schiller regained consciousness, and the two continued to stare at him, and Schiller nodded.
Bruce's heart sank to the bottom. He really shouldn't have gone into too much detail about the background information on the Mexican culture where the totem originated. This paragraph was really too long, and it also included an investigation into the background information and personnel distribution of the Confession Cartel.
There are too many citations of the FBI's conclusions. These FBI guys don't do their job every day. In order to make up the word count for the files, they will use any means.
Bruce even suspected that some of the confession cartels he had found were actually made up by the FBI to deal with their superiors. He knew that Schiller knew the FBI very well, so could he have heard it out?
Damn FBI, he wouldn’t be named Wayne if he doesn’t cut into the military budget next year.
They had to get back to the point. Next they had to analyze the scene. They had to be careful at this step, Bruce reminded himself in his mind. There was no need to talk about applying for a doctorate. If they acted too hastily and got caught, Gordon would have to handcuff him.
"Look at the posture of the body again." Bruce pretended to be calm and said, "The murderer must not have done it without purpose. This is related to the identity of the victim and the murderer's intention..."
It wasn't that Schiller wanted to continue clicking and skipping, but he was really sleepy. God had mercy on him. It was already past 11 o'clock in the evening. Greed, who was always used to going to bed and getting up early, felt that he must have left his soul at home.
When he came back to his senses, he found that he seemed to have been silent for a long time, so he couldn't judge from Gordon and Bruce's state whether they had said any key information.
Forget it, let's make the problem simpler, Schiller sighed in his heart and thought, these Gotham people don't have so many detours to take, it turns out that I was right to charge by the hour, New Yorkers always talk to me in a hurry and never talk too much.
"The murderer's name." Schiller said only one sentence.
Bruce's heart was pounding, almost jumping out of his chest. He couldn't feel any of Schiller's attitude. He didn't know whether he knew it in advance, whether he noticed it during the process, or whether he had realized it.
In the future, no matter how the children study, as long as they are happy and healthy, Bruce thought, exams are really annoying.
"Amanda Waller." Bruce spat out the name as if he was ready to die, and said the last key information, "She called me after she came back and confessed that the cartel had a close connection with the death of her parents."
Wouldn't it be better to say this earlier? Schiller thought helplessly in his heart, a spy chief killed a member of a drug trafficking organization for personal revenge, and said this first, and now he is home and asleep.
But Schiller hasn't forgotten why he came here. It's so easy for them to find the murderer and close the case, so why would he make trouble?
"Are you sure?" The questioning tone was quite obvious.
Bruce and Gordon's heart skipped a beat.
"There is an accomplice." Bruce had to throw out another chess piece and said, "Judging from the crime scene, it was not done by one person."
"Who is he, then?"
Too sharp, Bruce thought. This kind of continuous questioning was really too difficult to handle. Bruce took a deep breath and said, "There is too little evidence to make a judgment. We need to continue investigating."
"Well, continue."
I knew it wasn't that simple. Bruce knew that he could finally use his organized language.
"There is no doubt that this man is not an ordinary criminal, nor a super criminal. He is a serial killer and a psychopath. He placed the bodies in this way because he had a unique meaning he wanted to express."
"This kind of people usually communicate with the world in ways that are difficult for ordinary people to understand. This corpse is obviously the channel for his communication. The reason why it is called a dialogue is that the atmosphere of the ritual at the crime scene is quite strong."
"The sacrifice was slaughtered, arranged beautifully, and placed on a tray for display. It was like a ritual, but the display was not the point, because the body was not facing us, and all the organs that could be used to show emotions were facing upwards, indicating that the murderer was not for us to see, but for God to see."
"He was a theist who believed that there were gods in heaven and that the only way to communicate with them was through sacrifice, that is, by presenting sinners to God in order to gain God's mercy."
"That's nonsense," Schiller commented.
Bruce was silent.
What a joke, Schiller thought, if I don't interrupt you, how can you see what real nonsense is?
Schiller said, "Sacrifice is obviously not the theme of this murder. You feel this way because the murderer makes you feel this way. He took great pains to set up a sacrificial scene, trying to show it as the result of a devout believer's mental disorder."
"In fact, he is neither pious nor insane. He is very shrewd and pessimistic about the cause and result of this case, a Hegelian pessimism that believes that the essence of all tragedies in the world is the self-division and reconciliation of ethics."
Gordon was already starting to not understand, while Bruce was trying to recall Hegel's theory of tragedy. As expected, he remembered every word, but the combination of them was difficult to understand.
"The subject of this murder is 'Antigone'. There is no doubt that the murderer is either a fanatical admirer of Hegel's aesthetics or he is practicing such aesthetics in his own life."
"What is that?" Gordon asked in confusion.
"A princess buried her traitorous brother despite the king's ban and was executed by the king. The willful, stubborn and rigid king eventually lost his wife and children," Bruce concluded.
But he certainly didn't see what the murder had to do with the story, and he swore that Hegel had not crossed his mind for a moment while he was fiddling with the body.
"The tragic conflict is inevitable and social." Schiller put forward a theory and said: "Both parties in the conflict are unilaterally realizing their own ethical requirements. The princess did not want her brother to die in the wild because of the requirements of family ethics, but burying her brother obviously violated the national ethics. It was this ethical conflict that led to the tragedy."
"This tragedy was inevitable because that was the princess's character. She was close to the people she trusted and would do everything she could to secure a good fate for them, but she would rather die than yield to power."
"And the king's character is the same. He rules the country by force and does not allow anyone to disobey. The king's duties require him to use force to regulate the behavior of his relatives."
"So as long as the two of them exist, this tragedy is bound to happen. In Hegel's aesthetics, inevitability is an extremely important attribute, almost representing the entire aesthetics of this kind of tragedy. The most beautiful thing about tragedy is that as time passes and the times change, what is supposed to happen will always happen, it has never been avoided, and it has never been improved."
"If we raise all this to a broader level, we can know that all this absurdity is reasonable, because all kinds of ethics are the result of social development, and from a social perspective, it must be so required."
“Contradictory but reasonable, this is the explanation given by Hegelian tragic aesthetics for the development of personal character and social ethical requirements at the micro and macro levels.”
"So what does this have to do with this case?" Gordon asked confusedly.
What's the connection? Schiller snorted in his heart. So far, the biggest connection between the two events recognized by the academic community is that you chose to call me at nine o'clock in the middle of the night.
It's right to be confused, because this theory was something he thought of within three seconds before he opened his mouth, and it has nothing to do with this case.
But you should also be thankful, Schiller thought, you know you don’t understand so you ask, and you are just confused, but the greatest detective in the world behind you has begun to think that it is not my analysis that is wrong, but his murder that is wrong.
Yes, Schiller already knew who the murderer was, but not through any reasoning. Instead, he asked Gray Mist directly. Gray Mist determined that the factor sticking to Bruce's body was exactly the same as the factor flowing in the blood of the corpse.
Schiller thought, when problems arise in Gotham, don’t always blame Gotham for the problems. Which good person would spend three hours every night playing detective games together?
(End of this chapter)