Hearing his words, Zatanna breathed a sigh of relief as this response was still within the confines of normalcy. But soon, she saw that Schiller on the screen was looking up and down the room, continuing to say, "Moreover, this room only has one door, the window panes are quite thick, it's on a high floor, there's no balcony, and there isn't a ventilation duct..."
Zatanna's smile froze, then she said, "He's just complaining about the poor design of the room, right? Right?"
"Forget it, let's begin the memory modification..." Zatanna tried to ignore the abnormal parts, saying softly.
Suddenly, Schiller on the screen froze for a moment, then muttered quietly to himself, "Did I do this? Did I kill someone?"
Schiller showed a very puzzled expression, examining the surroundings and the corpse near his feet again, and finally noticed his right hand smeared with fresh blood.
Zatanna initially thought he would express shock and panic. However, to her surprise, Schiller murmured,
"But I usually use my left hand when committing a crime. Surely no idiot would use their dominant hand to kill, right?"
Outside the screen, a flustered Zatanna began frantically wiping the screen and said, "Wait, wait a moment! What did he say just now? Left-handed? Has he committed crimes before??? Oh my God! Bruce! Is your professor a murderer??!!"
However, she didn't even have time to see Batman's reaction as she clumsily turned the blood on the screen to the left hand and reset Schiller to his initial status upon arriving at the memory space.
The proceeding process was completely identical and this time, Schiller didn't question the blood on his hand but instead, he looked down at his own chest and said, "The blood on my clothes and the blood on the floor; why is the rate of coagulation different? Did he die two hours prior to his blood getting splashed onto me?"
Zatanna descended again into chaos, but while making adjustments, she found that she had no idea about the differences in blood coagulation.
Thus, she turned to look at Batman and Batman explained briefly to her about human blood change after leaving the human body. This left Zatanna feeling dizzy and she could only raise a single hand to stop Batman and say,
"Stop, tell me the conclusion directly. What color and density should I adjust the blood to?"
Batman walked over to guide Zatanna in adjusting the blood color and thickness. After a long time, they finally managed it, and Zatanna reset Schiller back to his original state upon arriving at the memory space.
Consequently, Schiller once again unbuttoned his suit and looked at his shirt. Zatanna hadn't adjusted the blood-colored stains on the inside of the shirt, so she had to start adjusting the color of the bottom layer as well.
Finally clearing the hurdle of the blood, the reset Schiller no longer focused on the color and thickness of the blood. Instead, he began to focus on the wounds.
He semi-crouched beside the corpse, studying the stab wound through the heart and said, "The heart was pierced, killed in one strike..."
Then, Schiller retrieved the butcher knife he had discarded and stabbed it into the heart region.
The following scene shocked her even more; Schiller, holding onto the knife, began to dig out the corpse's heart.
Outside the screen, a wide-eyed Zatanna gasped in shock and said, "Oh my God! What is he doing??!! The man is already dead, is he intending to mutilate the corpse even further??!!!"
What shocked her even more was that while Schiller was carving open the heart, he mumbled to himself, "Although I completely don't remember why we had any grudges, since I am the one who killed you, consider it your luck."
"I won't be like those inexperienced fools, leaving you here alone to be discovered in the same unsightly state as you were when you were alive. That would be too cruel, and I'm not that kind of person."
"Regardless of any vendetta we had, it's all over now, and I will give you a dignified end."
"You should speak well of me to God. After all, when your body is found, it might be the highlight of your life... Because of me, so thank me."
Zatanna, standing off-screen, was stunned. Then, shivering, she regained consciousness, and with her trembling finger pointed at the screen before turning to look at Batman.
"As I said, he's not ordinary." Batman said calmly. Then he thought that this version of Shiller cannot be considered insane. After all, he vividly remembered how the morbid Shiller treated the Owl of Metropolis.
"The police will be here soon... The police will be here soon... The police will be here soon..." Zatanna kept muttering, "You can't be caught... you can't be caught... you can't be caught... So you must run... run... run, for God's sake! Stop messing around! You need to leave now!!!"
Zatanna seemed unable to contain herself any longer. She covered her throat and began to dry heave.
Finally, minutes later, Shiller on the screen stood up. Zatanna sighed in relief and said, "The mind magic has finally taken effect. Quick, go hide the murder weapon. You should be trying to hide the murder weapon now!!!"
But the very next second, Shiller grabbed the handle of the knife, raised it high, and with a "whoosh" sound, blood splattered on the screen. In a haze of red, everyone saw Shiller behead the man.
Shiller then, holding the head, went over to the office desk, placed the head on it, dragged the remaining body to the side of the office chair, and positioned it on the chair.
He then walked to the front of the desk, inspected the scene, seemed unsatisfied, shook his head, and stroked his chin. He reached out his hand, moved the head slightly to the left, aligning it with the body.
"What on earth is he doing?!!!" Zatanna roared, then said in exasperation, "Why is he playing with the body?!!! Put the head back down!!!"
After adjusting the position, Shiller, as if remembering something amusing, smiled and said, "A man who fancied himself as the brain of the nation, lost his brain....wait, a head and a brain do not exactly mean the same thing..."
Zatanna outside the screen gradually widened her eyes as she watched Shiller adjust his tie and pick up the butcher knife he had previously thrown on the floor and headed towards the head again.
Zatanna hastily turned off the screen, then stood there, panting heavily.
Then she turned her gaze to Batman, eyes bulging as she shook her head slightly but quickly. "Bruce, no wonder you've changed so much. You actually have a professor like this!"
Then, Zatanna took a deep breath, showed a determined look, and said: "Don't worry, Bruce, I will definitely rescue you from this evil man..."
Batman pursed his lips slightly, then opened his mouth, but ultimately, fell back into his classic expression of tugging the corners of his mouth downward. He shook his head and said, "You better think it over..."
Unexpectedly, Zatanna suddenly charged towards him, cradling Batman's face and said: "I'm truly sorry! I shouldn't have left back then, I knew my father and I would affect you!"
"Oh my God, Bruce..." Zatanna hugged Batman tight and said, "I can't believe you could meet such a person. I should have stayed and protected you..."
Batman's face darkened, not because of Zatanna, but because Constantine, standing behind Zatanna, was holding a magically glowing recorder and smiling brightly at him.