"Dear citizens, welcome to today's Gotham Daily. I'm your old friend, Felida Rodaz, and I'm David Paul."
"Before we bring you today's news... yes, it's time to announce that exciting news. At exactly 7 p.m. tomorrow evening, the opening ceremony of the Gotham Music Festival will be grandly held at Gotham Central Plaza. This time, we've invited renowned musicians from all walks of life, and countless music-loving fans have come from far and wide. The heavyweight guests attending include..."
"Let us thank the Gotham City government and Wayne Enterprises for their strong support of this event, and sincerely thank all our citizens for their cooperation. At 7 p.m. tomorrow evening, Gotham Daily will bring you a live broadcast of the festival's highlights. Please remember to tune in..."
With a click, the television was switched off.
Gotham's summer Assassin had raged for longer than expected. The weather had been exceptionally hot this year, and autumn did not arrive until October.
But late summer and early autumn were still the best time of the year. The temperature had only just dropped, yet Gotham had already turned into a brilliant golden city.
At a desk in the Gotham University office, Victor withdrew his gaze from the gingko tree that had only just begun to yellow and picked up a paper resting beside Schiller's desk.
He had only intended to give it a casual glance, but when he saw the title, his eyes stopped. Raising his brows in surprise, he said, "Why is it Social Engineering? Have you finally given up on teaching them how to become psychics?"
"It's the Psychoanalytic Method." Schiller, who was grading assignments, did not even look up. "I'm also a professor at a magic academy. This is much harder than teaching people how to become psychics."
Victor's eyes widened