Looking at Batman's face, Zatanna shook her head. The memories of their youth and frivolity were gone. At that time, both of them were too young and not very sensible, and everything happened like that.
At that time, the Waynes had just died, and little Bruce was in a very bad mood. In order to help little Bruce get over his grief, Alfred invited a very famous magician, Zatanna's father, Mr. Zatanra, to Come to Wayne Manor and perform magic.
Little Bruce was not in the mood to watch the show at all. He ran out of the back door of the hall and bumped into Zatanna when he went out.
At that time, he was still in a stimulated state, so he told Zatanna his sadness, and Zatanna also felt very sympathetic, and the two formed a friendship.
In the years before Bruce went out to study art, the two of them were in a relationship, but later, Zatanna left without saying goodbye because her father was missing and she needed to go out to search for it without getting involved in the occult world. To Bruce, so he didn't tell him the truth, and the two parted ways and never saw each other again.
When they met again this time, the two found that each other had matured a lot and was no longer the familiar youth they were. Zatanna sighed, but as the person who was once the closest to Bruce, she could understand this person. Expressions and movements.
She approached Batman, looked him in the eyes and said, "You know where the curse is, right? Why don't you tell us?"
Batman opened his mouth, then looked at Constantine and said, "You know, the last time I heard the word curse came from whose mouth?"
"who?"
"Schiller."
Batman sighed and said: "You should have discovered that many Gotham citizens have gone crazy. Schiller said that this is a curse. He said that he can get rid of this curse, but the method is to use another more powerful force. curse."
"A more powerful curse?" Zatanna's face became colder, and Constantine's face also darkened. He said, "It's impossible that Schiller has already obtained it...but how could he..."
Constantine didn't think about the cursed soul at all, because he and Zatanna are both people in the occult world, and they have very rich knowledge of occultism. Similarly, in the occult world, the cursed soul is not a curse. .
The definition of curse in the occult world is very strict. Simply put, it is a kind of continuous and mediated negative magic. First of all, it must be continuous and mediated, and more importantly, it must be magic.
The cursed soul is actually the twin brother Constantine killed in his mother's belly. It had been living in Constantine's body before. In the world of occultism, this is a "spirit", not a curse.
Soul, spirit, and curse are three completely different things in the world of mysticism. The cursed soul can have an effect similar to a curse, not because he casts the magic of the curse, but because of his own special properties. .
Constantine himself was unfortunate. He had a special soul, and his twin brother had exactly the same soul as him. At the same time, the cursed soul was killed in a very coincidental state. But survived.
This is a very special attribute. It can be understood as a terminal disease that has never been seen in the medical field. Its lethality does not lie in its short-term destructive power, but in the fact that doctors have never seen this disease, so they do not know it. How to treat it.
Schiller didn't know much about occult knowledge, so he didn't know that the Cursed Soul was not a curse. He told Batman that he had a curse. Batman didn't know much about the real occult, so he thought Schiller was talking about it. A curse.
But in any case, the cursed soul does not belong to the kind of curse recognized by people in the occult world, so even if Constantine knew that Schiller had taken away his brother's soul, he did not think about it in this regard.
"I think it is indeed possible." Constantine said with a solemn face: "Generally speaking, curses have no entity, but there must be a medium. The goal of these magicians is also to curse the medium. Once the medium is controlled by some method , you can use the curse smoothly."
Batman was stunned again, and his mind began to flash back to the previous scene, when Schiller touched his body with the tip of his umbrella.
In an instant, he felt the emotion that was like a living thing.
"Umbrella..." Batman whispered.
Constantine leaned forward with some confusion and said, "What? What word did you just say?"
"I said "umbrella"...the medium is probably an umbrella. "Batman repeated it. After hearing this, Zatanna immediately said: "Who is that Schiller? But no matter who he is, he cannot act arbitrarily with this curse. This is very dangerous!"
"Let's go, let's go find this man named Schiller, ask him to hand over the medium, and then we will take it away and destroy it. We must not let this dangerous curse endanger the world!"
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"I understand your desire to solve the curse, but you must come up with a perfect plan, otherwise, I will not allow you to mess around in Gotham." Batman also said.
Zatanna froze on the spot. He glanced at Constantine, then at Batman, and then at Constantine. He seemed to remember something, and the doubt and shock in his eyes surged like a wave.
At this time, Constantine took the initiative to walk up, put his arms around Zatanna's shoulders, and said, "Xiao Zatanna, you are still too young. Some things cannot be achieved by hard work, and magic is not omnipotent. You have to pay attention to methods when doing things..."
"Oh my God! It's the same thing again!" Zatanna rolled her eyes, spread her hands and said, "I know you don't like to use the power of magic to solve problems, and you always like to go around a lot of detours, but the situation is like this In an emergency, do you still want to talk to me about these big principles?"
"No, Xiao Zha, listen to me, actually about this matter... um... have you ever considered... that is, the plan you proposed to come directly to your door may... encounter a little bit of trouble... small resistance."
Constantine stretched out two fingers, pinched them together, then looked at Zatanna and said, "Have you ever thought that the person who took away the curse medium may not be particularly willing to cooperate with us."
Zatanna said with some confusion: "Not willing to cooperate with us? Of course he is not willing, otherwise, he would not get the medium, but he is not willing, and it is not like he is messing around with such a dangerous thing. A reason to go shopping.”
"If everyone can carry a big bomb and go to various important occasions, then why do we need police and security guards? We can't just let criminals kill people just because they are unwilling to hand over their weapons, right?"
Hearing Zatanna's argument, Batman instinctively frowned and said, "...Did he commit a crime with that thing?"
After saying this, Batman was stunned for a moment, and then coughed slightly, as if he was reflecting on how he could say such nonsense.
"The problem is, he might become a criminal." Zatanna knocked her hand on the ground of the helicopter and said, "And we can't bet on whether he will stay calm and not use that thing to destroy the world."
"If he wants to destroy the world, he doesn't need that thing..." Constantine said in a small voice. Zatanna's eyes immediately glanced over. Constantine shut up, but Batman said:
"If there really is an extremely dangerous curse in Gotham as you said, then I must find it, but..."
"What's the butt?!" Zatanna said angrily, "What's going on with you two? Why haven't you figured out the current situation?"
"Not to mention whose hands this thing fell into, those black magicians would not hesitate here for so long like us. If they knew about this, they would go crazy to find that person. From then on He snatched the cursed medium from his hands!"
"We must take this thing before them and destroy it. No matter who is in his hands, can he still be our opponent?"
Unexpectedly, when she asked this question, both Constantine and Batman fell silent.
Constantine put the fingertips of the five fingers of both hands together, moved them slightly, and said: "...This question is worthy of discussion." "
"If the holder of the curse medium
It's really Schiller, and we really can't let him hold this thing. "Batman's eyes were shrouded under his eyebrows. He said: "I suspect that he may not even know how dangerous this thing is, because like me, he knows almost nothing about the occult world."
Constantine thought for a moment, nodded, and said, "Indeed, Schiller may know that there has always been a mysterious academic community that is affecting Gotham City, but he may not know what that thing is or where it is. Maybe When he obtained the extremely evil curse, he didn't even realize that he had obtained it."
"Many items in the occult world have this kind of property. After ordinary people get their hands on them, it is difficult for them to realize their dangers."
"Don't most of the plots in the ghost movies you've seen originate from cursed dolls or items haunted by evil spirits?"
"In short, if the curse medium is really Schiller's umbrella..." Constantine concluded: "Then you'd better not expect me to ask Schiller for his umbrella. He can't give it to me, but... "
Constantine set his eyes on Batman. Batman looked back at him silently. Constantine stepped forward again, put his hand on Batman's shoulder and said, "Maybe you don't realize that you are in Schiller's heart." He is willing to spend so much time on your paper, maybe..."
"It's impossible." Batman said expressionlessly: "Haven't you discovered yet? No one in this world can be as important as that umbrella. No matter who asks him for an umbrella, the result will be the same. of."
Constantine briefly recalled the process of his acquaintance with Schiller, and then recalled the rumors he had heard from others. This person mainly referred to an unknown cryogenic scientist and an unknown restaurant owner. , and the son of an unknown godfather.
Then, he nodded deeply, feeling that Batman was right, but soon, he touched his chin and said:
"Since we can't get it directly, we can find a way to deceive him into taking his umbrella. I'm sure I can get rid of the curse without destroying the umbrella itself. As long as I can deceive him for two or three hours, everything will be solved."
Batman's tone suddenly became louder, and he asked Constantine: "...How to cheat?"
Constantine looked at Zatanna again and said, "I don't have to mention the genius magician in front of us."
"Reintroducing Zatanna Zatara, a magician, a sorcerer, and more importantly, a person with psychic magic abilities and a master of memory intrusion."
Batman immediately turned to look at Zatanna. Zatanna rolled her eyes and understood Constantine's thinking. She said, "Yes, head-on confrontation always consumes strength. If we fight like snipe and clam, we will be defeated by those black magic If the teacher takes advantage, it will be bad."
"I do have a way to directly invade people's memories. At the same time, like some mysterious existences, I can also find the weaknesses in the memory and create an opportunity for the other party to compromise... Yes, that's right, that's it!"
Zatanna became happy again. She walked to the helicopter, looked back at Constantine and said:
"Okay, your old-fashioned principles still have some effect. Let's go, let's find a safe place, go directly into the memory of the man named Schiller, hypnotize him, and ask him to put down his umbrella."
Constantine showed a fake smile and said: "Miss, you are really a genius, you have a perfect plan, then you guys..."
As he spoke, he approached the door of the helicopter, but the moment his hand touched the door, there was a "click" and the door was locked. Batman looked straight ahead and said expressionlessly:
"It's not you, it's us."
Constantine froze in place.
Soon, the wind began to rise in Gotham. At the end of the clouds, the light was squeezed out from the gaps in the dark clouds, and when it reflected on the ground, it carried a sense of sadness that it would pass away at any time.
Thin lines of rain hit the propellers of the helicopter, and the rising water vapor looked like fog and clouds.
The helicopter gradually shrank into a black dot and flew towards the skyline, where there was a towering tower, looming in the depths of the fog and rain.
