章節 455: Chapter 305: Three Detectives (9)_1
Constantine slowly raised his hands, aware that what was prodding his back was merely the tip of an umbrella, but remained motionless all the same.
He tilted his head to look at the ceiling, absurdly attempting to continue bending backwards in order to view the person behind him, only for the umbrella to jab him in the shoulder. Constantine groaned in pain, spinning around to face Shearer.
His gaze held a hint of confusion, as if he couldn't understand why Shearer had put the umbrella away. Shearer began fiddling with the umbrella as he spoke, "Both Batman and Gordon won't be able to locate us any time soon. Since we are alone, there's no need for pretense anymore."
"Now tell me, why have you come to Gotham?"
Before Constantine could respond, Shearer had already procured a small medicine bottle from his pocket and tossed it to him. Catching it, Constantine scrutinized the ingredients on the label. His eyes widened in delight upon recognizing them. "This is good stuff, it seems we are birds of a feather…"
He briskly unscrewed the cap, impatiently dumping a few pills into his mouth. As Shearer walked towards a table in the basement, he remarked, "You don't have to hide the pills up your sleeve, there is no poison, it is just a common painkiller."
As the two men approached the billiard table in the basement, Constantine tried to sound casual: "I just think that the upcoming conversation should not be conducted in a state of euphoria."
"Then return my pills, they are quality stuff. More importantly..." Shearer regarded Constantine for a moment, his tone somewhat suggestive: "...it's fast-acting."
Whether he took the pills or not, Constantine smoothly slipped the small bottle into the inside pocket of his trench coat, firmly securing it.
"Since you're being so generous, it seems I have no choice but to tell?"
"But honestly, there's not much to it. A mysterious person contacted me, asked me to deliver a package." Lighting up a cigarette before offering it to Shearer, his hand ignited a small flame, which burnt the cigarette then flickered out.
Constantine, looking intrigued, asked: "Who are you contracted to? Something related to fire... let me see, is it a Lava Demon? Or the Pyro Punisher?"
"Carry on," Shearer took a drag from the cigarette, puffing smoke rings into the air.
As Constantine thought to himself, Shearer had declined the pill he offered, but smoked the cigarette he gave him. He couldn't shake the feeling that he was losing before the fight had even begun.
Shearer didn't seem to mind. Regardless of what Constantine put in the cigarette, everything was inhaled into his body of gray mist. If hundreds of demon contracts were added, Shearer would only be thrilled. As for the power gained, he would accept it all and as for the debts? Nal could deal with those; it was fair that the son paid off the father's debts.
"A few days ago, while I was still in a mental hospital, a voice suddenly appeared by my ear. I thought I was genuinely losing it at that moment."
"He said he could help me resolve a minor issue, but in return, I would have to help him deliver a certain power to a hapless individual who was trapped."
"Sounds like a fair trade, doesn't it? He said that the unfortunate individual was in Gotham, so naturally, I came here."
"The plan I spoke of before about the Mad Liquor is true. I did want to get my hands on the stuff. After all, who wouldn't want something this intriguing?"
"But I did indeed have another objective. That was to get close to Batman, figure out his movements, lure him out, and then infiltrate Wayne Manor to rescue that unfortunate soul."
"You knew that Batman is Bruce Wayne?"
Constantine was momentarily stunned. "If not him, then who else could it be? I knew he was Bruce the moment I saw his chin. Or is he some anonymous hero?"
After a pause, Constantine questioned: "Alright, assuming he wants to be an anonymous hero, why would he leave his chin exposed?"
"I heard that Bruce is a playboy, I can recognize the chin of every person I've ever slept with, those socialites could too. Isn't he afraid those women he's been with will go around broadcasting his secret identity as Batman?"
"If you said this to him before he became Batman, maybe he would have been glad to cover his chin."
Constantine touched his own chin before he continued: "... I intentionally said a few things to attract his attention. During this time, I observed him, understood his behavioral patterns, and daily routine..."
"I discovered that he almost never leaves Wayne Manor for long periods of time. This was problematic for me, I had to come up with a plan to bait him out."
"I kidnapped a little boy named Dick, successfully luring Batman here. But just like the last time, it was only an Ash Avatar here stalling Batman, while my real body went to Wayne Manor."
"I must thank you here, Professor Shearer. The theory you previously mentioned has inspired me. Although this tactic is called an Ash Avatar, it's not just for creating duplicates. In fact, it's a type of transportation named 'Avatar.'"
"When an Ash Avatar exists, it can transform into the original body at any time, and the original body can also become the Avatar. I can teleport rapidly between my original body and the Avatar."
"After my real body entered Wayne Manor, I met a rather strange little girl. She had a mouth full of sharp teeth, possessed extraordinary strength. I have no idea who Batman slept with to produce her..."
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