American Comics: Opening Guidance Batman

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When Schiller retracted his umbrella, Batman and Gordon stood on both sides of him, looking down at the fallen Constantine, Gordon hesitated a little, turned to look at Schiller on his left, and said : "Do you two have any grudges?"

"No, but..." Schiller paused for a moment, then continued, "Anywhere you see this guy, no matter what he's doing, you just need to do two things."

"The first thing is to cover his mouth, and the second is to beat him up."

"Uh, why is that?"

"While you relieve your anger, you can also ensure that you are not his friend."

Gordon wanted to ask, but at this time, Constantine, who was lying on the ground, suddenly began to disappear.

Gordon turned his head back. He stared at the ground with wide eyes. Constantine gradually turned into black ash from his feet. Almost instantly, what was originally a big living person turned into a human figure spread out on the ground. Ash heap.

Just as Gordon was about to speak, the pile of ashes suddenly flew and turned into a small tornado, and was sucked into the black book in his hand. Gordon walked over and bent down, just about to reach out and touch it. This book, Schiller said: "Don't touch it."

"Detective Gordon, when faced with any occult thing, don't touch it lightly, because you don't know how many black magic traps and curses are hidden there."

Schiller sighed slightly and said, "It's not surprising, because this guy is a complete liar and rotten person, save the world? That has nothing to do with him at all."

Just as Batman was about to say something, he saw Schiller's movements stiffen for a while, then Schiller straightened up, his eyes were a little blank, and after about two seconds, he suddenly smiled.

How to describe this smile, simply put, Batman took a half step back silently, and Gordon took a step back.

Schiller tapped his umbrella on his palm and said, "...the happiest thing in the world is that a small trap you set up by accident was triggered by a prey that threw itself into the net..."

"What do you mean?" Gordon scratched his head and asked. He found that since the magic circle appeared, there were more and more things he couldn't understand.

Schiller turned around and walked towards the door, saying as he walked, "Come with me, go to my manor, and I'll treat you to a drink."

"Wait, what about this thing?" Gordon said, pointing to the demon trapped by the chain on the wall.

Schiller, who had already walked out of the door, took two steps back and turned his head to look at the demon who was fixed on the wall. The demon saw his eyes and tried to dodge back. Gordon stepped forward and said as he walked, "Look at him. Come on, it won't make much waves in Gotham, let's go."

A few children walked out behind the three adults, and Jason spat at the demon trapped in the wall as he passed by.

Batman first drove a few children to his stronghold, and then returned to pick up Schiller and Gordon. The three went to Schiller's manor. After entering the manor, Batman narrowed his eyes and said: " It looks like someone broke in here."

"But I just checked that the door lock is not broken?" Gordon turned around, looked around, and said, "There is no sign of the window being broken."

"Detective Gordon, just now, you saw a demon with your own eyes, and you saw a big living person turn into fly ash. Why do you think this intruder will walk through the door and window?"

Gordon patted his forehead and said, "Sorry, my mind is still a little off. After all, the most common burglary scene in Gotham, the doors and windows will be smashed into a pulp."

Schiller's destination was very clear. He took the two directly to the second floor, then turned left and walked to the reception room at the end.

As soon as the door was opened, Gordon saw a familiar figure lying on the ground, and after they walked in, Gordon said, "Isn't this what Constantine was before? Why is he here? And... what is that? "

I saw Constantine, who was lying on his stomach, knocked over a bottle of wine. At this time, the room was filled with a strong aroma of wine, which was a bit charming.

Gordon took a sharp sniff, a colorful halo began to appear in his vision, Gordon took a few steps back uncontrollably, and rubbed his eyes.

But the hazy fog didn't dissipate, it was getting thicker and thicker. After a short period of darkness, Gordon opened his eyes again. The first thing he saw was the slowly spinning globe on the table, and then he turned his head, I saw Schiller holding an umbrella with one hand and pointing the tip of the umbrella at the neck of a blond man.

Constantine, who was lying on the ground, stood in the center of the room at some point. He was pointed at by Schiller's umbrella tip, took two steps back, and raised his hands.

"I think you should be very confused now, why did you just touch the wine bottle and come to the dreamland..."

"So, why?" Constantine looked into Schiller's eyes, and his expression was a little serious, which usually only appeared when he was playing off.

"Before that, shouldn't you tell me what those tricks you're playing are all about?"

Constantine lowered his eyes, his rare serious expression gave him a melancholy and decadent beauty.

Constantine lowered his head slightly, then looked at Schiller from above his eyes, and said, "I have heard the name of the professor long ago, but I didn't expect that you are more powerful than I thought."

The two are of similar height and body shape, and they are both wearing long trench coats and ties. Looking from the top of the room, when the two confront each other, the two completely different and somewhat similar auras are separated by umbrellas, and they are in fierce conflict.

Schiller's hand holding the umbrella stretched forward, the tip of the umbrella directly touched Constantine's Adam's apple, Constantine raised his head with both hands up, and said, "Don't do this, I admit, this time I fell, so I I'll tell you everything..."

Schiller maintained this position for a moment, and then opened the umbrella with a "bang". The black umbrella was in front of Constantine. When Schiller put the umbrella away, Constantine saw that Schiller The head turned into a slowly spinning globe.

Schiller snapped his fingers, and the scene in the room quickly faded away. The floor turned from planks to tiles, and the walls were covered in pale white. With a bang, an iron chair fell in the center of the room.

Konstantin sat in a chair in a psychiatric straitjacket, with his legs, waist, and neck immobilized, and a dazzling white light bulb above his head.

Constantine leaned his neck on the back of the chair, raised his head and said, "Can I have a cigarette?"

Schiller was sitting behind a desk, holding a medical record book in one hand and a pen in the other, and the pen-holding hand snapped his fingers again, and Constantine felt a cigarette in his mouth. , he took a deep breath, and the smoke spread between his mouth and nose.

He struggled for a bit, feeling the restraint of the restraint on his body, he sighed with some enjoyment, and said, "It seems that we two have common topics not only in music, but also in other aspects..."

Gordon was stunned for a moment. He showed a disgusting expression, but Schiller was completely unmoved. He said, "Tell me, what's going on?"

Constantine moved again, made a "wave" sound from his mouth, blew the soot, then chose a comfortable position, leaned back on the chair and said, "That has to come from a romantic and deep dream. Let's start talking about..."

"It was a winter in Liverpool, I watched the team's game and bought a bottle of wine on the way home, but I drank it before I got home, I fell on the side of the road, drunk and groggy, Then I had a dream..."

"It was a very clear dream, I haven't had a dream like this in a long time, and most of the time, my dreams are chaotic and dark, with so much loud noise that my brain becomes a pulp lake."

"But that day, a person appeared in that clear dream. He claimed to be a 'dream maker' and said he was a believer of the 'Dream God'.

"I've seen too many strange things, so I'm not surprised. He said he wanted to invite me to the realm of dreams and wake up the sleeping dream god..."

"He said that I was already well-known in the occult circles. You know, it's that kind of gratuitous praise. I asked him what he could give me, and he said that the Dream God will reward me when I do."

"Although he sounds like a cult and a liar, I still agreed to him, because I really wanted to ask the Dream God why he never gave me a good dream since I was born..."

"So. The two of us set off. From my dream all the way down, we experienced many difficulties and obstacles, and saw various dream worlds. In the end, we came to the bottom of the dream, there is The kingdom of dreams he said."

"There is a very beautiful place, there are magnificent things that human beings can't describe with all their imaginations. I saw the dream **** there."

"He had been sleeping in the realm of dreams, and the dreamer woke him up, and when he woke up, he told me that he could grant one of my wishes."

"But I didn't come to make a wish. I asked him why he never gave me a good dream, the kind of good night dream that all ordinary people have..."

"Faced with this problem~www.NovelMTL.com~ Dream God was silent. He asked me to change my wish. I said, I want to sleep with him."

"Cough cough..." Gordon was choked directly. He coughed desperately with one hand against the wall. He never imagined that such a dreamy and bizarre story would end like this, he looked at Constantine and said : "Didn't that dream **** kill you?"

Constantine ignored him, but raised his head, looked at the light bulb above his head, and said, "If he can't let me have a sweet dream, then I can have a spring dream."

Batman was also silent. He couldn't evaluate such a person. Although Bruce was also a **** on the surface, there were no beauties in Gotham that he didn't flirt with, but obviously, he still had some requirements for his partner. At least it has to be a person.

But obviously, this man named Constantine not only does not taboo on meat and vegetables, but also does not taboo on ghosts.

"Then, the Dream God agreed."

"Cough..." Gordon coughed violently again.

"We kissed together in the sanctuary of Dreamland, and he whispered in my ear, and he said his name was 'Morpheus'."

"Dream God's image in people's eyes will change with their imagination, and he has become something beautiful that I have never seen before..."

"That's it, we beep in the church, he beep-, I said beep- to him, and we both beep-, his beep- beep-, I beep-- …”

Gordon stared at Schiller and said, "Why is there still silence??"

Schiller glanced at Batman, then turned around and said, "Don't you see there are children here?"

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