Chapter 767: The Consequences of Cheating on the Paper (Part 2)

In order to allow Bruce to write his thesis well, Schiller came to Wayne Tower with an umbrella that night.

However, he didn't intend to be like Superman, who just catches a villain and beats him up. That would make too much noise and be very labor-intensive.

He had some guesses about the identity of the villain. After all, various previous scenes had provided a lot of clues. Schiller knew that tonight's opponent was not suitable to be solved with brute force, so he did not Moonlight Schiller called out, but planned to do it himself.

After leaving school, he turned into a cloud of gray mist, like a gust of wind passing through the streets without causing any ripples.

At this time, there was no one in Wayne Tower, and the light in the windows was extinguished one after another. Until finally, the building that was supposed to be the most brilliantly lit building in Gotham completely fell into darkness and merged into the rainy night.

As the breeze passed through the streets and alleys one after another, before arriving at the gate of Wayne Building, a notice was blown up by the wind. It clearly read: "Today, the entire building's circuits will be inspected. All circuits will be inspected after 6 p.m. Power outage."

Without electricity, it is naturally impossible to work. The employees went home early, but an uninvited guest visited here earlier.

In the corridor on the 13th floor of Wayne Tower, a figure was walking slowly forward. It was easy to see from his steps that he was also a little hesitant. Today's situation seemed a little different from the past.

Normally, Wayne Tower would not turn off the lights so early. Many rooms here are brightly lit all night long. Even if there is less traffic at night, there are still people there.

But today, there was nothing here. The only thing accompanying him was the cold wind whistling outside the window and the growing sound of rain.

The sense of oppression brought by the typhoon is completely different from the sea breeze in the past. After the storm swept from the sea, it did not weaken at all, but moved forward indomitably, as if the steel jungle built by humans was still vulnerable to it. .

The violent wind blew through the steel building, bringing a strange sound like a howl. When the first lightning struck, the sneaky figure was startled.

The white light lit up the night sky in an instant, also illuminating the figure.

It was a young man, wearing a tight-fitting uniform. There was nothing special about his appearance, but he was holding a strange-shaped gun in his hand.

When the thunder fell, he instinctively fired a shot into the void. In an instant, a shining fragment appeared in the room. He took three steps at a time and rushed directly into the fragment.

After a while, he seemed to realize that there was no danger, and the figure reappeared. He breathed a sigh of relief, shook his head, and continued to rummage among the offices in Wayne Tower.

If anyone has read the Flash comic series, you must have recognized his identity by now. This villain who sneaked into Wayne Tower and gave Batman a headache is called Mirror Master.

The ability of the Mirror Master, as the name suggests, he can travel between mirrors, or all reflective objects. He also has a mirror gun that can create mirrors used to travel through space.

At the same time, he can also create many mirror clones to confuse his opponents. In early comics, he could also create a strong flash of light to catch The Flash off guard.

At this time, Mirror Master was rummaging through the office in Wayne Tower. This was because he had already rummaged through the data room that he thought was a possible one, but there was no important data in it. In order not to miss possible clues, He's doing a carpet search.

He had no intention of a quick victory at all, because he could leave at any time and no one could stop him. So what about Bruce Wayne? He is just a rich old man. The Mirror Master can even trap him in the mirror space at any time. As long as he breaks the mirror, he will die.

Just when Mirror Image Master was very focused on checking the information, suddenly, he caught a glimpse of a dark figure out of the corner of his eye.

Mirror Master turned his head, but saw nothing. He thought that maybe it was an illusion caused by the wind blowing the curtains.

But this made him a little nervous, because at this time, the environment in Wayne Tower was indeed very scary.

The entire building is out of power, which means that there are no lights here. Under normal circumstances, even if the lights are not turned on in a glass-walled building, the moonlight can shine in, and you can barely see the scene inside the house. But Gotham Not so.

Gotham is a city where you can rarely see the moon and the sun. The most common sky above this city is dark clouds, which can block all light, let alone. It's still raining now.

The 13th floor where Mirror Master is located is a very awkward floor. It is far from the ground. It is difficult for the light of street lights to shine up. However, the floor is not high enough to overlook the lighthouse. And unfortunately, the floor where Mirror Master is located is very awkward. The room faced east, and there was another building not far away, which almost completely blocked the light.

In an environment of almost complete darkness, people's minds will be highly concentrated, and their sensitivity will also increase. It will be easy to amplify certain disturbances, resulting in a false impression.

Mirror Master's eyes were no longer so focused. He picked up a document and glanced to the side as he glanced over it, as if he was observing the state of the curtains.

Suddenly, there was another noise on his left side, which was particularly clear in the dark room. Mirror Master immediately put down the documents and took a defensive posture. He looked carefully and found that a paper cup on the table fell to the ground.

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He walked over, picked up the paper cup, and held it in front of him. He could not see it clearly until he put it close to his eyes. There seemed to be some stains on the paper cup.

Mirror Master thought it might be coffee stains left by drinking coffee, but when the paper cup got closer, he smelled a strong smell of blood.

With a "pop", the paper cup he threw hit the glass. Mirror Master swallowed his saliva, took two steps back, and turned around to leave.

But at this moment, a strange "squeak" sound came, and a gust of wind blew from the open window. The cold wind made Mirror Master feel a chill on his back, and he realized that he had already broken out in a cold sweat.

Investigate in the dark. What is needed is not only superpowers, but also strong willpower and the courage to face all kinds of emergencies.

Not everyone is Batman, who only appears in the dark nights of Gotham. Mirror Master comes from Central City, where the sun is bright and the weather is good. Therefore, he has never stayed alone in a room without any light on such a terrifying typhoon night.

Once people begin to feel scared, they will be restless and confused. The same is true for Mirror Master. He just wants to leave the room quickly. He looks back and walks forward, not noticing that there is a ballpoint pen at his feet.

He stepped on it with one foot, moved his body forward, and the ballpoint pen slid back like a ball. With a "bang", Mirror Master fell to the ground.

He hurriedly got up, took out his pistol, and waved it in the air. He said, "Get out! I see you! Get out! Don't let me shoot!"

The only answer to him was the howling of the night wind outside the window.

Mirror Master's lips trembled. After a while, he fired another shot and got into the mirror world.

After calming down for a while, he thought. He might have made a fuss. It was just that the window was not closed tightly, causing the wind to blow in. The smell on the paper cup might just be his illusion. If he ran away like this, it would be embarrassing.

People in a safe environment always overestimate their courage, such as every visitor who swore in front of the haunted house.

Mirror Master poked his head out again and found that everything had returned to calm. He walked out of the mirror and was about to leave the office, but at this time, he heard two "swish" sounds.

Looking back suddenly, Mirror Master saw that the curtains were pulled up by themselves, covering all the glass.

In his field of vision, a breeze came from far to near, carrying a thin mist, passing through the center of the office.

Suddenly, on the desk farthest from Mirror Master, a stack of A4 papers was blown up and fluttered in the air.

Mirror Master looked up and saw that all the papers crossed strange arcs and then flew towards the target.

The glass partitions between the desks were all covered with paper, and all the reflective stainless steel glass water cups were also covered.

The A4 paper, like a strange footstep, did not stop moving forward, flying towards the glass walls and doors of the entire office, and then one by one, covering all the glass tightly.

As soon as the mirror master raised his hand, he felt a sharp pain in his hand, and with a "snap", the mirror gun in his hand was shot away.

He was even more panicked and turned around to run, but suddenly a piece of A4 paper hit his face, and he hurriedly took the A4 paper off.

But soon, he saw that strange smiles began to appear on the A4 papers pasted on the glass.

In the almost completely dark office, the mirror master could only see that one after another strange smiley face patterns were spreading towards him, and a strong smell of blood came. At this time, he found that he had no way to escape.

He ran to the door, but it was locked. The mirror gun fell to the other side of the office, but there were papers with smiley faces drawn on them.

All reflective objects were blocked, so his ability could not be used, and fear had made him unable to make correct judgments.

He leaned against the door and fell to the ground. The moment the fluttering paper flew towards him, he blocked his arms in front of him and screamed.

Then, he saw the tip of a knife appeared in the middle of his forehead. A man stood in front of him with an umbrella in his hand. The mirror master slowly raised his hands.

He kept panting and staring at the man in front of him. He asked: "You... who are you? Why are you here?"

"This is the question I want to ask you." Schiller said: "Here, you are the uninvited guest."

"Are you Wayne? Oh, no, you can't be Wayne, who are you?! Aren't you also an uninvited guest?!" The mirror master raised his voice and said in a cowardly manner.

Schiller kept his eyes closed because he knew that the Mirror Master could enter people's eyes through the reflection of the child's eye, causing temporary blindness.

"You shouldn't be here." Schiller brought the tip of the knife close to the Mirror Master and deliberately shook it in front of his eyes.

Feeling the approach of death, the Mirror Master was eager to escape from here, but there was no reflective object in this room, except for the knife in front of him.

The knife fixed on the front of the umbrella has a smooth metal surface. Even in a dimly lit environment, it can reflect a person's figure, just like a mirror.

In an instant, the mirror master activated his ability, stepped forward, and invaded the umbrella knife.

The next second, he screamed and fell to the ground, with a cursed black mist lingering all over his body.

In the midst of pain, he saw that a knife was inserted into the gap in the ground less than three centimeters away from his ear.

A cold voice exploded in his ears like thunder, completely breaking the psychological defense of the mirror master.

"This is a curse. If it is not lifted, you will die within 24 hours."