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Chapter 3598 The Edge of Tomorrow (Eighteen)

Chapter 3572 The Edge of Tomorrow (Eighteen)

About an hour passed, several figures left through the back door. Victor saw that they were not taking anything, so he said, "They just left like this? No matter the body?"

"It doesn't matter if the body is found." Schiller walked towards the rooftop door and said, "Anyway, they are confident that they have not left any evidence. A few more bodies are just adding to the police's workload."

"Then why should we clean them up?"

"Of course it's for the reputation of Gotham University. They left after studying for a few years, but we two still have to work here for the rest of our lives."

"It makes sense, let's go."

Victor went to the car to get cleaning tools, then pushed the cart to the front of the teaching building. After walking in through the main entrance, he could smell a very light smell of blood, which proved that something was really happening here.

Victor went downstairs first, pushed the switch up, and restored the power inside the building.

They took the elevator to the fourth floor where people had seen the event. As soon as the elevator door opened, Victor coughed twice - the smell of blood here was too strong.

There was a long list of blood stains in the corridor and many blood footprints. The footprints were crooked and looked like they were the victims. From the classroom close to the elevator, they spread all the way to the bathroom at the end.

"Another unlucky guy who failed to escape," said Victor.

"Okay, let's try the latest cleaning machine." Schiller said, looking at the box on the cart, "He's better as useful as you said, otherwise he might not be able to finish it until tomorrow morning."

"Don't worry, it's definitely better than you think." Victor opened the box confidently.

Schiller saw that the machine was a cylinder with a diameter of more than half a meter, with a height of about one meter, and there were four circular brush heads extending out below. After power on, the brush head rotated and rotated at the same time.

The center of the machine constantly sprays cleaner downwards, and quickly brushes a piece of ground clean. However, the challenge is a big challenge, because there are a lot of dry and semi-dried plasma, solid liquid mixed together, and if the cleaning strength is not enough, it is easy to make a mess.

Just as Schiller was curious about how these brush heads would deal with the situation ahead, a hole was opened above the machine, a drone flew out, and sprayed cleaner in advance.

This cleanser has a hemolysis function and quickly melts the dry plasma. The four brush heads continue to retract inward, and the main part in the middle absorbs upward, and soon most of the plasma is sucked into the machine.

"But the brushing is not too clean, and there is still a thin layer of red left on the ground." Victor said, "It takes at least three times to clean it, but the advantage is that it can be fully automatic. Let's go and deal with the corpse."

After saying that, he crossed the machine to clean the area and walked into the bathroom. Sure enough, he saw a body on the bathroom.

The guy had two cuts on his neck. The first cut seemed to be because of the other party's struggle, but his artery was cut, so blood was sprinkled all over the ground; the second cut was really fatal.

His trachea was completely choked by blood, so even if he didn't die immediately, he couldn't shout out loud. Even if he ran to the bathroom, he was still repaired.

Victor and Schiller wrapped the body in the same way in a plastic cloth, put it on the elevator cart, wiped the blood from the sink. The floor was handed over to the cleaning machine.

Because it was not the first crime scene, when I ran here, not much blood was sprayed out and it was not brought to the wall, greatly reducing the workload of the two of them.

The two of them walked towards the classroom again - when they were on the rooftop, they saw someone moving in the first classroom, which was more likely to be the first crime scene.

Sure enough, there were blood everywhere here, but there were only three corpses lying here, and the number of people was much smaller than they thought.

The first classroom has a back door leading to the next classroom. After pushing open this door, there are two bodies in the classroom opposite.

In other words, a total of six were killed. But Schiller looked at the body carefully and found something was wrong. There was no Lina here, the lead singer of the witness.

"If they think I'll come tonight, they'll definitely bring Lina over here to confront me on the spot."

"And if Lina is not here, there are only two possibilities: one is that the other party has left a hand and sent a few younger brothers to test my attitude; or Lina is taken away by the murderer."

"The murderer was not involved in Harley's affairs at all. He didn't know Lina's special nature, nor would he treat these people differently. It is unlikely to take Lina away."

"Then maybe the other party has left a hand. It seems that they are not as stupid as they imagined, or maybe some artificial intelligence helped them."

Victor also realized the problem. He was about to say something when a harsh sirens rang out the window.

Victor quickly walked to the window, leaned against the wall and looked out - dozens of police cars were approaching here quickly, and the police lights illuminated the entire community at night, shrouding the whole world in red and blue light.

"It seems that some smart people, or smart robots among them," Schiller said slowly. "They threw out some bait, deliberately told everyone their base, lure us to take action, and then sent Lina to the police station. With her witness confession, the police would not be able to pay attention to it. They had to send police force immediately. In this way, we would be caught in the jar."

"You don't seem to be in a hurry at all," said Victor. "Don't tell me you've expected it."

"No, otherwise I wouldn't have come here either." Schiller shook his head and said, "I'm not the kind of person who jumps in just to show how powerful I am. I never want to cause trouble."

"Then you have a way."

"I've just seen a much bigger scene." Schiller also walked to the window, but instead of borrowing the window to cover up his figure like Victor, he stood openly in front of the window glass.

Just as he stepped into the police station gate with one foot, the sky outside suddenly lit up. Then, a rumbling sound came from the horizon, as if the sky had collapsed and the earth had collapsed.

Gordon suddenly turned around.

The downpour came in a flash, without any sign of warning, and it came quickly and violently, as if something was declared.

If there is really a God in this world, Gordon thought, he would always stand on Schiller's side - no matter what traces the person who committed the bloody crime tonight left, he would be washed away by the heavy rain.

Schiller sat down in the interrogation room. Two policemen sat opposite him, one of whom was familiar, probably an old policeman, and the other was younger.

After a routine inquiry, the old policeman looked at the file and said: "About half an hour ago, a student from Gotham University reported to us that he had witnessed a campus murder case, involving three people: two professors and one student."

"And he said he heard your conspiracy to commit another bloody crime in a classroom on the old campus of Gotham University. There is less than half an hour left before the operation, so let's go to support immediately."

"Because of suspected missing students, we sent police to investigate and then met you. Professor Rodriguez, do you have anything to say about this?"

Schiller smiled - it was not intentional, but the police's statement was very interesting. Rather than explaining the causes and consequences, it was shirking responsibility, similar to "it's not what we want to investigate you."

"I'm just passing by," Schiller said.

"Passing by the crime scenes all over the world?" Gordon's voice rang out of the door.

"Yes, what a misfortune." Schiller said slowly, "We just wanted to go back to the old campus to remember the old days, and encountered such a bloody case. I was wondering, with your efforts, Officer Gordon, has the security situation in Gotham also returned to the past?"

Gordon's head was buzzing by his inflection.
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