In Schiller's office at Gotham University, Victor stood on a stool, stretching his arms as far as he could and twisting the light bulb above his head.
He removed the old broken bulb, examined it in his hand, and said, "If Gotham ever builds a Museum, I'm definitely donating this bulb. It could even go in the main display case in the first-floor lobby, because it contains the corpses of at least twenty generations of bugs..."
Anna, holding up a flashlight below, made a disgusted face. "Could you not say something so gross? I haven't even had breakfast yet."
"Did you hear the sirens?" Schiller, who was standing nearby and looking up as well, said. "Since earlier, three police cars have passed by here. That isn't unusual in Gotham, but isn't that frequency a little too high?"
"There was a murder at Gotham University. A dead person isn't much in Gotham, but someone daring to kill openly in a student dormitory changes things."
"The Godfather thinks the Eliot Family is challenging his authority. Recently, the Falcone family and the Eliot Family have been at each other's throats. Things are looking rather tense," Anna said with a frown.
Victor, who was replacing the new bulb, sighed. "Actually, I had a good impression of Thomas. He was a decent person, polite, and more dedicated to his studies than most. How did it come to this..."
"By the way," Schiller suddenly said, "that dead Doris was a Chemistry Department student. Did you ever teach her?"
"She's already a senior and rarely attends classes, so I didn't know her. But some girls in my classes were members of her group, and I heard about her from them."
Victor's hands paused as he recalled, "They gossiped about Doris's boyfriend during breaks, saying he was young