American Comics: Gambit Guide Batman

Chapter 3153 Detective Checkmate (4)

A piercing alarm sounded instantly in Schiller's ears.

"All players please be prepared."

Schiller immediately realized that he couldn't move. He turned to look at Batman aside. The other man's hand was on the shotgun, but he kept this position without moving.

Judging from Batman's reaction speed, if he hadn't been forcibly controlled, at least three shots would have been fired by now.

Everyone subconsciously assumed a fighting stance, but no one could get close to the corpse.

The red 20-sided die appeared again, and everyone stared closely at the rotating dice.

"Free speech is enabled. You can freely discuss tactical arrangements during the battle. Time stops during the discussion and the number of rounds remains unchanged."

The electronic sound gradually became hoarse, and some fragments of shimmering snowflakes appeared in front of everyone's eyes.

"The main mission has been triggered."

"The detective is dying: A heavy snowfall has turned this remote village into an isolated and desperate situation. What's even more unfortunate is that there are traces of the prowler here."

Everyone with different purposes gathered together, and after a brief period of peace, the strangely dead body suddenly started to move.

There is no time. Everyone knows that any strange situation means that an abnormality is coming, and action must be taken immediately.

"Suppress the strange corpse within five rounds, reward: skill point*1."

"The battle begins, number of rounds: 1."

Schiller immediately found that the strange feeling of restraint on his body disappeared, and then he suddenly changed into the third person, looking at himself standing in front of the corpse.

It was as if his soul had left his body.

When I looked up, I found that the others were like this. They all returned to wearing their own clothes, floating behind their bodies in a translucent form. Their movements were unrestricted, but they could not touch anything, as if they were just virtual projections.

After Batman found out that he could open his mouth to speak, he had no intention of talking nonsense and said directly: "No one should shoot."

"What do you say?" Bruce asked, crossing his arms.

"This guy was shot twice in the chest," Batman said. "One in the lungs and one in the heart."

"Is it a fatal injury?"

"It's hard to judge." Batman said: "Theoretically, it should be directly fatal, but it is difficult to explain why the body is in this shape, so we can assume that these two bullets that should have been fatal failed to kill him.

It would be futile to shoot again now."

"I agree." Bruce nodded and said, "Did you listen carefully just now? The word in the task description is to subdue rather than kill, which means that this guy may not be able to be killed."

"It's not that he can't be killed." The clown suddenly said. He looked down at the corpse on the ground and said, "It's just that I can feel something about him."

The pale knight turned to look at him, raised his eyebrows, but still said: "If there is something weird in this world, then the corpse with a very strange death shape in front of us will definitely be the best place for it.

We can destroy corpses, but we cannot destroy weird things."

"If you want to know how to subdue him, you must first figure out how he became like this." Schiller had to say that he is a person with a relatively conservative strategic thinking. He believes that no action should be taken before the truth is figured out.

These are all very risky moves.

"How do you think the body became like this? Doctor?" Batman from the main universe looked at Schiller and asked.

Schiller walked slowly to the side of the body. He circled around the body, then shook his head and said, "Sorry, my ability is sealed."

Main universe Batman narrowed his eyes slightly.

"You mean psychoanalysis?"

"Things that support psychoanalysis." Schiller looked back at him and said: "You know that my analysis method is different from others, and maybe it's not the time yet."

"My thinking is not sharp enough anymore." Batman said: "I can only think about one thing at the same time. If I think more, my thinking will be a little confusing."

"How smart are you?"

"I added as many points as possible, but there were still only 8 points."

Schiller nodded and expressed his understanding. Batman's profession is a hunter. The intelligence of a hunter's initial attributes cannot be too high. Otherwise, he would have gone to a prestigious university long ago and would not have to rely on hunting to make a living.

"Skill points." Greed suddenly said: "The reward for winning the battle is skill points, which means we can point skills. Maybe all the skills we originally had must be reacquired through skill points."

Everyone nodded, and they thought so too. This was obviously a highly difficult original copy, and it was normal that there would be restrictions at the beginning.

"The cut surface is very smooth, which is almost impossible to do." Bruce said: "I don't think there is any weapon in this small village that can cut the human body like this. This must be caused by an abnormality."

Schiller glanced at the body and then at the window next to him. He seemed to understand a little, but he still said: "How do you think we should subdue him?"

Batman glanced at everyone's position and said: "Now I'm behind him, and in front of me is the door. I can try to kick him. If you cooperate and open the door, you can kick him outside."

In the snow.”

"You mean..."

"I just felt it at the door. The temperature outside should have reached about minus 20 degrees. The human body will quickly freeze at such a temperature, which can greatly limit his ability to move."

"But if this is not considered a uniform, don't we have to go out and fight him?" The Pale Knight raised objections. He said: "We don't wear much clothes. We probably won't be able to hold on for a few minutes when we are far away from the heat source.

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"If he doesn't fall down for a long time, I will try to give him a shot." Batman in the main universe said: "The impact of the shotgun is not small. Even if it cannot kill him, it can make him take a few steps back. You can take the opportunity to shoot him."

The bookshelf moved over and held him down as he rushed to the door."

Then they discussed it some more and divided the labor. Batman in the main universe was the main combat character. He was responsible for kicking the corpse out, observing his reaction, and giving him a timely shot.

Schiller, who was closest to the door, had to open it in time so that the body could be kicked out, while the others moved the bookshelves.

"Are you ready?" the Transcendent asked.

"The battle begins." Batman from the main universe said solemnly.

In an instant, everyone's consciousness returned to their bodies, and the corpse stood up unsteadily.

Two or three seconds were enough for everyone to adapt, and Batman from the main universe stepped forward and kicked him out.

Bang!

When the corpse stood up, the two halves of its upper body fell to the left and right respectively, resulting in a moment of stiffness. Batman stood up straight and kicked, which happened to hit the connection point of his body.

The cabin was not big. The place where the body was said to be was in the center of the living room, but in fact it was not far from the door. Batman's strength was definitely above 15. With one kick, the body was kicked out and fell heavily.

In the snow.

The others were not careless and hurriedly made way for Batman from the main universe. He quickly walked to the door and took aim at the body with his shotgun.

The snow was falling heavily outside the door. When Schiller just checked the thickness of the snow, he discovered that except for the faint path outside the house, the depth of the snow was at least as deep as an adult's thigh.

After the body was kicked into the snow, it was as if it had fallen into a lake. For a while, it couldn't get up at all. It finally stood up unsteadily. Batman in the main universe saw the right moment and shot it.

The body lay down again.

The blood spread and stained the entire snow. The body remained motionless for a long time, but there was no sign of victory in the battle.

Everyone was a little confused, and the weak voice of the Transcendent came.

"You kicked him too far to collect clues."

"What?" Main Universe Batman asked.

"Well, have you noticed the name of this main mission?" The Transcendent's emotions seemed to be very complicated.

"Name?" Only then did the main universe Batman react. He repeated the name of the main mission, "Detective Checkmate?"

"That means the detective isn't dead yet?!" Bruce raised his voice and said, "You told me this thing isn't dead yet?!"

"It seems that he is indeed not dead." Schiller said: "Do you still remember that the opening monologue said that he was about to die? Then maybe he is not dead."

"What now?"

Everyone, look at me and I look at you. At the beginning, the key mission props were kicked out, causing the clues to be unable to be triggered. How can this be justified?

"Quick, quick, bring him back!" Batman from the main universe rushed out the door. The other two people wearing more clothes, Greedy and Night Owl, followed him out and picked up the body.

Placing the body in the center of the living room again, Schiller seemed to hear some sounds. He waved everyone away and leaned over to listen carefully.

"He comes with the heavy snow...he wanders outside the window...he never stops...until he comes like death..."

"The battle is won, the total number of turns used in the battle is 1, and rewards will begin."

Schiller found that his vision was blurry again, and a row of dense lists appeared in front of him.

"What is this?" Schiller asked.

"Skills." The Transcendent replied: "Look at the number in the upper right corner, which proves that you have some skill points now. You can put this skill point into any skill and load the skill into the skill bar."

Schiller scrolled down the list and found that there were a lot of skills, covering basically all aspects, but he kept scrolling to the end and still couldn't find the skill he was looking for.

"No psychology?"

"Sorry, that's a professional skill. There's nothing in your profile that shows you know psychology, so I can't click on it."

Schiller understood something, and said: "So it's okay to order blues?"

"Yes, he can."

"Then how do you get him to learn psychology?"

"We will transfer theoretical knowledge directly into his mind."

"Then what?"

"Well, skills have levels. The first and second levels only require one skill point, and the third level requires two points. If you only click on the first level, you only have theoretical knowledge."

"Is there psychoanalysis?"

"have."

"How do you want him to learn the highest level of psychoanalysis?" Schiller was still reluctant.

"Uh, um, can I skip this question?"

"What do you think?"

The Transcendent was silent for a long time before speaking: "I copied your skills."

"What?"

"It just copies your psychoanalytic method."

Schiller was stunned, but he still asked: "Then how do you make Bruce behave like this?"

"There is no way to make him really know it, but you can make him feel that he can." The Beyonder explained: "I am the organizer. Of course I have the correct answer. I just need to transmit the correct answer into him in the form you see.

Just use your brain.”

"...the form I see?" Schiller repeated.

He immediately opened his mouth and said to Bruce: "Don't ask for psychoanalysis!"

But he was muted, and in the time-stopped state, he couldn't even make the mouth shape.

And when the skill selection was over, and seeing Bruce's triumphant smile, Schiller knew he must have clicked.