Chapter 1198: The Cry of the Lamb (17)

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 "After you merged with the Joker to gain greater power and a more stable position, the first thing you did was to create 'mediocrity'."

"Before, there was a big difference between your language logic and behavioral logic, but because it was not so contradictory, I didn't notice it. The appearance of laziness made me feel very inconsistent."

"After you said you wanted to fuse with the clown, I imagined many horrific scenarios, such as you becoming crazier, more arrogant, and more difficult to deal with."

"But the result I got was that I faced a more natural, peaceful, and non-aggressive personality."

"Don't you think that actively weakening one's aggression is completely inconsistent with the trait of arrogance?" Bruce looked into Schiller's eyes and asked: "Shouldn't you be proud of your arrogance?"

As soon as Schiller opened his mouth to say something, Bruce continued: "This is completely different from your previous code of conduct. The sense of conflict caused by the contradiction makes me feel a little strange."

"And when Illness appeared, this strange feeling became more obvious. You and Illness described this as an exam, with the purpose of testing your teaching results... But why now?"

"If, as you said, Ill informed you a long time ago that there might be such an exam, then have you ever thought about why he chose this time? Are there any obvious changes in our relationship? You

Are there any special changes in the teaching methods that require additional inspection?”

"Or, I mean, I'm actually more aware than you that Schiller needs treatment. One day, you will inevitably be treated, and he has been waiting for an opportunity, waiting for someone who may be able to treat you to appear, and he

Disguise all this as an exam?"

Bruce blinked, paused and then said: "It's actually not difficult to guess. He gave me a lot of clues."

"For example, he emphasized that he watched the building of the tower, helped all personality traits grow, and gave them names. He was your teacher and father. Then why, as you mentioned, did the arrogance trait get replaced by the clown's madness?

In the story that contaminates and divides, he does not appear?”

Schiller was stunned for a moment. He looked at Bruce with an incredible look and said, "You don't want to say that he deliberately allowed the clown virus to contaminate one of his personality traits and forcibly created a fateful entanglement between the two of us. The purpose

Just so you can cure me?"

"I wonder if you have noticed that your view of me is completely opposite to that of Ill. You think that I have no talent for studying psychology, but Ill has praised my talent and talent more than once."

"But actually, I performed very poorly in this so-called exam, at least in the first half."

"The second half isn't much better," Schiller interrupted.

Bruce curled his lips helplessly and said, "Well, the whole thing is terrible, so where does his praise and appreciation of me come from?"

"As a pathology that is opposite to normal, he helps you build a tower of thinking. Therefore, it is possible that even if you don't float up and control your body, you can observe your every move. He has been observing me."

"When he thinks that I have accumulated enough knowledge and practice to be able to improve your situation, he will tell you that the exam has begun."

"This is indeed an exam, but it is not a test of your teaching results. It is a test of whether I can put the plan to save you into practice when the right time, place and people are in place."

Schiller took the umbrella between his body, put his hands on the handle of the umbrella, and looked at Bruce with an expression like "I want to see what other nonsense you can say."

"And if you want to truly treat you, the first step is to resist the patriarchy." Bruce spread his hands and said: "The status of teachers and students is unequal. Teachers have natural authority. If this authority cannot be removed, erase

The gap in equality will never really affect you."

"This step was taken by Ill. He created an illusion for me, that is, I failed the exam, and I had to find a way to reverse this situation. He aroused my competitive spirit and asked me to

Non-existent charges have been framed on your head."

"In this way, you are no longer a teacher, but a prisoner. The gap between status and authority is eliminated."

"Neither you nor I have noticed that the impact of this authority is more profound than imagined. For a long time, I had almost no room for independent thinking, and my talents and talents were not utilized.

"

"Because I don't know you, thinking about how to resist authority all the time, talent, inspiration and imagination are of no use."

"And when you left and this authority was lifted, I realized almost immediately that knowing, accepting and understanding my pathology is the only way to deal with all pathology."

"And when I truly know, accept and understand my pathology, I will also understand your pathology and understand the purpose of his series of seemingly unrelated actions."

"He is trying to find a way to treat autistic patients other than trying to pretend to be an ordinary person and trying to pretend that he is cured."

"But he is an autistic patient himself. He will never be able to break away from this disease and look at all problems from a more objective perspective. He may think that I can find the answer to this question."

"In fact, I don't know why he has such confidence. According to what you said, you were contaminated by the clown's madness when we met for the first time. In other words, maybe when we met for the first time, you were morbid.

That’s how much confidence you have in me.”

"Professor Schiller, you have some kind of judgment about all of us that is not based on facts. Although I don't know where this judgment comes from, it is obvious that you are very confident in this judgment."

Schiller seemed a little dull. What Bruce said was so ridiculous, but it made so much sense.

Of course, Schiller knew where his non-factual judgments about everyone in Gotham came from, and where else could they come from? He is a time traveler, and this is the world of the comics he has read.

Therefore, what Bruce said that the sick might do seems very reasonable.

Morbid is also Schiller, who knows the same thing about Batman that everyone else knows - Batman is the smartest guy in the entire universe and he has the answers to all the questions.

It is also very likely to include the answer to how to fundamentally cure an autistic patient.

Schiller put his weight on the umbrella supported on the ground because he felt a little dizzy.

He thought of another fact - all his gifts and talents actually came from a pathology, savant autism, which gave him memory, logic and reasoning abilities far beyond ordinary people.

Morbidity is the true genius of Schiller.

When it comes to how to lay out a long yarn-like plan and then wind it into a ball of yarn, Schiller is the founder and the unparalleled leader.

"After I realized this, I immediately contacted Davis by bribing a large number of participants in the Lamb Project. This is not difficult. People in this world who want to deal with criminals out of hatred or justice are not

Most people just want to go to work and make money."

Amanda next to her stared at Davis who had handed the remote control to Bruce. Davis sighed softly, looked at Amanda and said: "I give my ex-wife and daughter more than 30 yuan every year."

Ten thousand US dollars in child support, and I also want to give my daughter a violin."

"Through Davis, I learned that Amanda had a personal enmity with you, and she was trying to control you through Dr. Fitzgibbon's research results. I realized that this might be a good opportunity."

"So, I asked Davis to contact Dr. Fitzgibbon and asked him to inject a nano-neural controller into your spine, but changed the remote control. The one in my hand now is the real remote control.

device."

Bruce shook the remote control device in his hand, and Schiller snorted and said, "What's the use of the remote control? I can control the gray fog at any time and swallow up those nano bugs."

"Of course you can, but I have to remind you that Illness likes them very much, and he just broke through his own rules and used special abilities in order to prevent you from becoming more embarrassed."

Schiller's expression immediately froze, and Bruce showed a smile and said: "This is what I am talking about, those parts of patriarchy that exclude power...love."

Schiller knows that for autistic patients, they prefer a regular, repetitive life day after day. Some autistic patients will become extremely anxious and irritable when their life routine is suddenly broken.

Just like in the movie "Rain Man".

Schiller took a deep breath. He also knew that the pathology had existed since he was born. He was more adapted to the original world, where no one had superpowers. This was part of the law of his life, and he took the initiative to break this law.

.must bear the pain.

The fact is that Ill's timely use of Flash allowed Bruce to choke on only a little of the blood he poured in, and most of it still stayed in his mouth.

And if Bruce had really poured all the glass of blood into Schiller's mouth, then the arrogant Schiller with mysophobia would not just have coughed.

It is absolutely impossible for the arrogant Schiller to accept that he drinks blood, or raw blood that is not sterilized, unheated, or processed in any way.

Schiller's arrogance is also partly reflected in the attitude of civilized and elegant modern people. What is the difference between drinking blood like this and primitive people?

The important thing is that the arrogant Schiller has always adhered to the principle of being a teacher. Drinking the blood of a student is the most ruthless violation of this principle.

What's even more frightening is that for a patient with obsessive-compulsive disorder, just spitting out what he drinks is enough, just like taking a photo to confirm that the door is locked can suppress the urge to go back and check.

The already established fact of imperfection can cause great anxiety, no less severe than the symptoms of a broccoli allergy.

Schiller stood there and took several deep breaths. He lowered his head and glanced at his blood-stained hands. His Adam's apple moved slightly, as if he was trying to suppress his uncomfortable expression.

At this time, a towel was handed over. Bruce walked up to Schiller, handed the towel forward, and said: "Here."

Schiller coughed twice, and the smell of blood filling his mouth and nose made him feel uncomfortable, so he took the towel and wiped the blood on his face, neck and hands.

But Bruce turned around and walked back to the door, whispering something to Davis.

About a minute later, there was a "bang", the door was opened, and heavily armed security personnel rushed in and pointed their guns at Schiller in the room.

"Stand against the wall immediately! We are going to take you into custody!"

As the security personnel at the front shouted, several escorts at the back pushed in the cage that previously transported Schiller.

Schiller's eyes fell on Bruce's face, and Bruce just said expressionlessly: "Sorry, professor, visiting time is up, you should go back."

"Or you can turn into gray mist and leave here. Anyway, it won't be long before all kinds of troubles related to me will still come to you."

Seeing Schiller's increasingly cold expression, Bruce lowered his eyes to the ground, then raised his eyes to him and said: "Believe me, the prison is not a place to imprison you, but a piece of pure land for you. These strict security measures are to ensure trouble

I won’t find you.”

Schiller showed a sneer. He raised his hands and asked the escort who came over to put him into a straitjacket. He stared into Bruce's eyes and said, "...This is actually a personal vendetta, right?"

Bruce nodded calmly and said: "There is another advantage to accepting the pathology. I don't have to be a saint anymore, and of course I can take revenge."

Schiller took a deep breath, then nodded vigorously, and laughed deeply:

"I would never have thought that there would be a Batman in this world who uses love as a knife, let alone that one day, Batman would admit that he has selfish motives."

Bruce slowly walked up to Schiller, took the mask from the escort, and placed the mask on Schiller's face.

In the empty room, Bruce stretched out his hand to hold down his mask, stared into Schiller's eyes and said, "...I didn't expect that either."

Schiller tilted his head to the side hard, threw off his mask, then stared at Bruce and said, "For the sake of our teacher-student relationship, let me make a phone call before you shut me up."

Bruce stared at him for a while. Both of their expressions were calm, but beneath the silent and calm surface, there seemed to be huge waves surging under the surface.

After a few seconds, Bruce slowly turned his head and shook his head towards Davis. Soon, a phone was delivered. Schiller said the number, Bruce dialed, and then Bruce put the receiver on Schiller's phone.

ear.

After several busy signals, Schiller said to the other end:

"Lucifer, a child defeated his father and gained authority."

"I am willing to admit defeat and want to retain the last bit of dignity, so I will not get entangled in him, and of course I will let him go free."

"Now, the cover on the outside of this car belongs to you. Open the door."


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