"I should have told you that you have been expelled, right?" Schiller put down the document, looked up at Bruce and said, "And I no longer teach."
"I still don't know why you don't want to be a professor." Bruce said, but Jonathan let out a sharp laugh, looked into Bruce's eyes and said, "You don't think it's because of you, do you? Of course not! He teaches
You haven’t resigned for four years.”
Bruce frowned slightly, and Jonathan turned back and said, "Because the shredder in his office is broken."
Bruce looked at Schiller, who continued to write with his head down, and said: "This means that I have to let the terrible academic garbage I receive from students stay in my office overnight, and I would rather
Providing some psychotherapeutic assistance to the lunatics all over Gotham."
Jonathan laughed wildly, with the words "gloating" written on his face, but Schiller was completely indifferent. He finally finished writing the information at hand, looked up at the two people and said, "If you have nothing to do, just go, I still have an appointment."
patients."
While laughing, Jonathan put a hand on Bruce's shoulder. Bruce subconsciously grabbed his wrist. Jonathan flexibly pulled his thin arm back, shrugged and said, "Let's go.
Monopoly, let me tell you how that poor shredder broke."
After Jonathan and Bruce left, Schiller stared at the door for a long time without saying anything, until the doorbell rang again. Schiller looked down at his watch, straightened his collar and tie, stepped forward and opened the door. Standing outside the door was
One male and one female.
"Good evening, Mrs. Frith. It's nice to see you again."
Schiller gently hugged the woman in light sportswear. The woman smiled and said, "Just call me Nora."
"Okay, please come in."
Schiller held the door and stepped aside to let Nora and Victor walk in. Victor looked at Schiller's new office, seemingly looking for a place to stay.
"Come over here." Schiller carried the tray to the sofa area and put the kettle and water glass on the table, while Victor held Nora's back and asked her to sit down on the sofa before leaving.
Go sit on the single sofa on the other side.
"You said you were happy to see me again, but this is the first time I've seen you." Nora spoke, her voice still a little weak, but there was still a smile on her face. She continued: "But I am not satisfied with your voice.
Very familiar, you stayed with Victor on many nights in the laboratory, I remember every word you talked about."
"My pleasure, ma'am." Schiller placed the water glass in front of Nora and said, "How does it feel to regain your mobility?"
Nora didn't show much excitement, she just pursed her lips and said, "I feel a little confused."
"Because the current medical level doesn't seem like it can cure your disease?" Although Schiller was speculating, his tone was very certain.
So Nora's confusion turned into worry. She looked at Schiller and said, "Doctor, you must tell me the truth. What did my husband do to resurrect me?"
Victor's eyes widened slightly. He gripped the armrest tightly, and then looked at Schiller. Schiller's face was still expressionless. He looked at Nora and said, "He has done a lot of research."
"Doctor, you don't have to lie to me. I am also a cryogenic scientist. I know very well that even if all the equipment in the cryogenic laboratory play their role, it will not be enough for me to use a method that I have never experienced at all.
Controlling my body movements in a way that doesn’t involve cryogenics or neurology at all.”
"Madam, there is no need to be so clear about some things." Schiller lowered his head slightly, put his forearms on his knees and said: "You have a perfect treatment plan for your disease. You have regained your mobility and can communicate with your body."
It's good for everyone if your husband stays together forever."
"But if my husband does anything illegal, no matter who he is for, I will never accept it!" Nora's eyes were firm. She looked at Schiller and said: "If it was for me, I would rather do it again.
Lie back."
"Madam, I admire your sense of justice, and I assure you that Victor has never done anything unjust. You don't have to worry."
Victor's fingers gradually loosened, and Nora seemed to be relieved. She picked up the water glass and took a sip of water and said: "This is simply a miracle. I am still not sure whether I am dreaming or not."
.”
"Then tonight may be a good time to confirm this." Schiller showed a smile and said: "What you should have is a candlelight dinner, not psychotherapy."
"We just want to come and see you." Victor said, "I think the first thing we should do when we get together is to come and see you."
Victor didn't make his words very clear, but Schiller understood what he meant. He stood up and made a gesture of seeing off the guests, and said: "I've finished reading. It just so happens that the branch of Cobot Restaurant opens today."
, I’ll call it and reserve a spot for you two.”
"It's really not necessary, doctor, you have done too much for us."
"Just think that you are here to support me." Schiller walked to the phone without any explanation. Victor sat next to Nora and hugged her tightly. Nora rested her head on his chest and let out a deep breath.
After Bruce left Arkham Hospital, he drove back to Wayne Manor. He walked very slowly from the walled gate to the main entrance. When he saw Alfred greeting him at the door, he smiled.
But it's not warm, but seems a bit exciting.
Alfred helped him take off his coat. Bruce moved his shoulders and stretched out his hand to straighten his tie. Then he heard a gust of wind coming from behind. He instinctively ducked to the side. With a "bang", a black figure rushed towards him.
on the sofa.
"Jason, you're done!" came a sharp female voice, and another small figure blew past like a tornado. With a "swish" sound, it jumped onto the sofa and grabbed the neck of the previous figure.
Jason jumped up and got rid of Harley's grasp. He grabbed the side with his right hand, grabbed the pillow and threw it on Harley's head, then turned and ran, cursing as he ran, "You damn crazy woman! I don't have time."
While I’m having trouble with you, I still have to do my homework!”
"You idiot who only knows how to study, give me back my baseball!"
"I didn't take your baseball, Tim did and framed it on me, you damn idiot!"
"Who are you calling an idiot?!"
The two children were pushing and fighting each other. After all, Harley was once a child of the middle class. She couldn't compare to Jason, a child king who fought every day. She found that she couldn't beat Jason, so she "swish"
Came behind Bruce.
Jason got a little excited and chased her and threw a pillow over her. The pillow hit Bruce directly in the face.
Bruce's face darkened instantly, and he growled: "That's enough!"
But Jason and Harley ignored him at all. The two of them chased each other, running farther and farther, out of the main hall and into the back garden.
As soon as Bruce took a step forward, he heard a call from upstairs: "Bruce, you are back! I have a question to ask you."
He looked up and saw Dick waving to him. Bruce turned his head and glanced at Jason and Harley who were playing in the garden. He took a deep breath, walked up the stairs, looked at Dick and said with a smile: "What question? Let me
Take a look and let me help you figure it out."
But Dick was stunned for a moment. He looked up at Bruce and said in confusion: "You help me solve it? Why do you want to help me solve it?"
"Don't you know how?"
"But if you help me solve it, it's cheating. What I mean is that you explain it to me and I'll do it myself. Come on, let's go to the bedroom."
After saying that, Dick reached out and pulled Bruce into his bedroom. He sat down next to the desk, and then moved a chair for Bruce. However, the two chairs in his room were for teenagers. Bruce, an adult,
When men sit in, it's a bit of a squeeze.
Bruce frowned and resisted the discomfort in his waist. He looked at Dick's homework and said, "Which question? I'll tell you."
Dick pointed at the homework book. Bruce took a look and found that it was a very simple math problem. A trace of impatience flashed between his eyebrows, but he still briefly explained the steps, but Dick pointed at the next question.
, Bruce could only continue to tell him.
Dick pointed to five or six questions in a row, and Bruce couldn't help but said: "You can't even do such a simple question?!"
Then he found that his tone was a little heavier. He took a deep breath and said, "What I mean is that I have something to do tonight. You can do it by yourself first, and I will talk to you when I get back."
Dick showed a disappointed expression, but Bruce had already stood up and walked to the door. Dick turned to look at him and asked: "What can you do?"
Bruce paused with his hand on the door frame, turned to look at Dick, and said in a mysterious tone: "There is still a lot of justice waiting to be done in this city, isn't it?"
Dick was stunned for a moment, smacked his lips and said, "Oh, you're going to be Batman, then go ahead and I'll do it myself."
After saying that, he turned around and went back. Bruce was slightly startled by his attitude, but he didn't think much about it. When he walked out, he saw another little boy sitting on the sofa. Bruce felt a dull pain in his forehead.
"Hey Bruce, are you going out?"
"Yes, I'm going to..." Bruce drawled a long note, but said nothing, but Tim, who was sitting on the sofa, blinked and said, "Do you want to use the car? If not, I will take it."
Elsa went for a ride."
"You want to drive the Batmobile?"
Hearing this question, Tim frowned and said, "Yeah, have you forgotten? Elsa only likes the Batmobile."
"But you..." Bruce paused again, but still waved his hand and said, "Forget it, it's up to you. I'm going to the basement and I may not come back tonight."
After speaking, Bruce walked towards the basement door impatiently. Before he got halfway, the door was knocked open with a "bang", and Clark rushed in, holding Bruce's arm.
Go outside.
"Quick, Bruce, it's urgent! There's something wrong with the angle of the photo I took you a week ago, so quickly put on your bat armor and we'll go to the roof to take another photo!"
Bruce's eyes widened. Before he could refute, another figure rushed in. The black-haired princess grabbed Bruce's other arm and said: "Bruce Wayne, what's your memory?! Didn't you say today?"
Do you want to go to the base? Do you know how much work you have not done? Hal and I will wait for you until the sea is gone!"
"Diana, let him go. He must take more photos now, otherwise he won't be able to make the headlines tomorrow! The editor will scold me to death!"
"Is your bad news more important, or is the safety of the earth more important?!" Diana yelled.
"But the earth is not in danger now, and if I can't hand in the photo, I will be in danger!"
After Clark finished speaking, he pulled Bruce, and Bruce let out an instinctive cry of pain, but Diana was not to be outdone, and pulled Bruce towards her, and said: "I made an agreement with him first, so he should come with me!"
At this moment, there was another "bang" at the door, and Thomas Wayne, who was covered in cold, walked in and yelled at Bruce.
"Bruce Wayne, you are a disgrace to the Wayne family! You were actually expelled from your university professor?!"
I'll put a little fool trap here first.
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This chapter has been completed!