In the Rodriguez Manor, Jason held the books he had just sorted in his arms and walked down the stairs. The stack of books was too high and a little unstable. He leaned on the railing of the stairs and moved down step by step.
A pair of hands placed in the middle of the stack of books and took down the upper part. Jason turned his head and saw Schiller walking down. He smiled sheepishly.
"Professor, did I take too much? But Tim asked me to get some detective books. He likes to read them. Several of the books Constantine gave you are not available on the market. He always talked to me about them. A few days."
"It's okay." Schiller walked downstairs quickly and put the book on the coffee table. He patted Jason on the back and said, "Go and ask Merkel to find a rope to tie the book up, otherwise Alfred will come over." You have to carry the books like this when I pick you up."
Jason nodded and ran to the back garden. Merkel was repairing shrubs with garden shears. When he heard Jason's words, he put down the garden shears and walked to the tool room next to him.
Just then the phone in the living room rang, Schiller walked over to pick it up and said: "Hello, hello... Oh, Gordon, what's the matter? The police station has a power outage?...Okay, I understand, you Send her here."
Jason took back the rope and started tying the books. Schiller turned to look at him and said, "Gordon will send Harley over later. The police station has a power outage. He doesn't want Harley to eat fast food. I will book a restaurant." restaurant, and then tell Alfred to pick you up later and we’ll go out to eat together.”
"Or you and Harley don't go back tonight, and I will send you two directly to school tomorrow morning."
Jason thought for a moment, nodded and said it was fine, and then concentrated on bundling the books into categories. After Schiller finished calling Alfred, he paused for a while and then picked up the receiver and dialed.
"Hey, Miss Pamela, do you remember the last time I invited you to breakfast? I have something to do tomorrow morning. I have two children staying with me. I have to send them to school tomorrow morning."
"No, it's not cancelled. I just want to say that if you are free now, then meet me at the Iceberg Restaurant in the South District in half an hour. We can have dinner together, but I hope you don't mind, because there are other Two little guests."
"Okay, it's settled then, see you then."
Soon Gordon sent Harley over. When she first arrived, Harley said unhappily: "Why can't I eat pizza? Just because there is a tiny bit of pepper on it that is almost invisible?"
Gordon said helplessly: "Because that's not healthy for a child."
"I'm an adult!"
"The bone age on your physical examination report tells me that you are still far from adulthood, Miss Harley." Schiller buttoned his vest and walked down the stairs, and said: "If you don't want to go to the Iceberg Restaurant to eat, I will You can ask Merkel to bake you a pizza, but you better think carefully because my butler is British."
"Iceberg Restaurant?!" Hallie immediately raised her tone, looked at Schiller with bright eyes and said, "It's that popular restaurant in the South District. Oh my God! There are so many people who can't even get in line, but you can actually get a seat. ?!”
Schiller put on his suit jacket, then straightened his tie and said: "I think you may have some misunderstanding about my social status, but first you have to change your clothes. You can't enter that restaurant wearing slippers, Merck you."
The housekeeper hurried in, patted Harley on the back and said, "Miss Harley, please go to the cloakroom. The skirt you brought last time has been ironed."
Jason looked helpless and said as he followed them to the cloakroom, "God, I hate wearing formal clothes. It makes me look like an animal trainer in a circus."
After a while, both Jason and Harley changed their clothes. Jason wore a white shirt, a light brown windowpane suit, and overalls that matched the suit, which are common among children in Gotham's upper class. Wearing a tie, Merkel ran after him a little apologetically and said to Schiller: "Sir, I tried my best, but I really can't catch him."
Harley rushed out of the cloakroom in a hurry. She was wearing a baroque-collared women's shirt, a woolen black double-breasted tunic skirt, dark brown knee-high socks and a pair of glossy Mary pants on her lower body. Jane shoes, and a brown beret decorated with pearls on her head.
Jason twisted left and right, seemingly not used to the restraint brought by the shirt, but Harley was very adaptable to the scarf around her neck and the gloves on her hands. It seemed that she often wore this kind of clothes for various occasions, but considering Considering their life experience, this is normal.
Fortunately, when Schiller bent down to tie Jason's tie, he stopped making trouble and stood quietly, watching Schiller tie the strip of cloth into a knot with a dazzling technique, and then tied the rest of the tie. The lower part was stuffed into the coat, which also allowed several people to successfully arrive at the restaurant within the agreed time.
As soon as Schiller walked in with the two children, Cobot greeted him, and the waiter came out. Before Jason could figure out what he was going to do, Harley had already followed the waiter and walked to the seat. .
"Can't we stay with the professor?" Jason asked.
Harley seemed particularly patient, but she still said in a joking tone: "Of course not. In this kind of upper-class social rules, we will be regarded as children, and children cannot listen to important things. We are only responsible for being polite and being puppets for them to show off their educational achievements.”
"But I don't think the professor would treat us like that."
"Of course, but we abide by the social rules so as not to embarrass him." Harley shrugged slightly, and then like a real upper-class lady, she paid attention to all the people who paid attention to her cute appearance. Nod and smile.
Jason became nervous and said, "In other words, if I don't do well, I will embarrass the professor?"
Harry nodded and said: "No matter you are a teacher and student or a father and son, as long as he brings you to social occasions, you represent the achievements of his education. I advise you to be honest. He is not in a good mood recently. You If you piss him off, he'll hang you on a tree."
"He won't hang me on a tree. The only one who will be hung on a tree by him is Batman." Jason lowered his voice and said, "Just now I heard him telling Merkel not to mow the yard. The long branch of the big tree facing south, no wonder Batman is always hung on it."
At the entrance of the restaurant, Schiller walked in while greeting Cobot.
"How is your mother's condition? The new Arkham Hospital is closer to your new house."
Cobot was wearing a very conservative dark blue suit. He was taller than the last time Schiller saw him. Perhaps the improved economic situation allowed his nutritional intake to keep up, and he was no longer troubled by hereditary mental illness. , his appetite has improved. In addition to growing taller, he has also become stronger. Although he is still not as good as those gangster bosses, he is no longer the thin and timid look before.
"Thanks to you, she is very good. We went there once after the new hospital was built. Mrs. Miller gave us a business card and said that next time we see a doctor, we can just call and make an appointment for the doctor to come to her home. This is very convenient."
"I hope you can do that. The hospital environment will inevitably make people feel nervous, but it will not happen at home. Do you still have symptoms of insomnia recently?" Schiller glanced at Copot's dark circles and said.
"Oh, no, it's not insomnia, Professor, it's just that I have to be busy with the opening of the restaurant, so I haven't slept much these days. In fact, I sleep very well, and I can sleep until dawn now."
Cobot sent Schiller to the window seat. After taking his seat, Schiller nodded to him and said: "I invited Miss Pamela to have dinner. If she comes, please bring her there." Come here."
"Okay, do you want me to introduce you to the specialties here?"
"No, you go and do your work."
Schiller could tell that Cobot was very busy, because many guests at the table cast their gazes here, as if to suggest that Cobot should go and talk to them for a while, and some of their gazes were so eager that they were about to get angry.
"He is a popular man." Harley straightened her body and leaned on the back of the chair with only the uppermost part of her back. Her posture and demeanor were impeccable, but her expression was a little funny.
"Everyone says that the owner of Bingshan Restaurant has a close relationship with the Godfather, or that he is one of the Godfather's people. There are too many upstarts who want to get in touch with the new Godfather, so they are willing to spend a lot of money to eat here."
"But in recent days, the owner of the Iceberg Restaurant has not shown up. People who come here only eat, but do not achieve their social goals. I didn't expect that his first appearance today would be to greet you, Professor."
Harley blinked and stared at Schiller with searching eyes. Schiller silently stretched out his hand to straighten the vase in the center of the table, met Harley's eyes and said: "If they knew that I was the godfather's tutor, what would happen today?" You’ll have to deal with endless trouble at night.”
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Harley made a gasping sound. She looked at Schiller with wide eyes and said, "Are you Falcone's tutor?! No wonder you were able to book such a good seat even if you made an appointment an hour in advance. The owner of the restaurant is waiting for you at the door in advance!"
"It has nothing to do with it, miss." Schiller shook his head and said, "In fact, if Detective Gordon who just sent you here comes here, Cobot will greet him at the door."
"No way?" Harley didn't believe it. She frowned and said, "How could a person with a high position among the twelve families greet the police with great fanfare? If he dares to do this, he is not afraid of being ostracized by other family leaders. him?"
"When he suffered from a hereditary mental illness in his family, he was picked up by Gordon. The two of us rescued him. Plus Professor Victor, the three of us rescued him and his mother. That was when the old godfather was still there. It’s about time.”
Just as Harley and Jason were listening intently to the thrilling story of Schiller's encounter when he first arrived in Gotham, a young lady walked over quickly, sat on the outermost stool, and wore a pair of pearls. The chained bag was handed to the waiter.
Harley's eyes widened immediately, looking at the red-haired lady opposite, she said in surprise: "Pamela?"
The reason why she was surprised was that Pamela did not wear a sweatshirt and jeans, or a short-sleeved jacket like before. Instead, she wore a light purple slim-fitting tube top dress, and the delicate fish-scale fabric was under the light. Sparkling with layers of shimmer, the delicate collarbone chain was decorated with an emerald gemstone, which just matched her green eyes.
"Don't look at me like that." Pamela picked up the water glass and took a sip of water. "I told you before, our parents are the same type of people. They think that girls only need to master social skills and then dress themselves up beautifully." If you are beautiful, you will definitely marry into a wealthy family."
Harley raised her mouth, blew the broken hair on her forehead, and shrugged, while Jason also took a sip of water and whispered: "At least they let you master a useful skill, right?"
