Chapter 1206 The Scream of the Lamb (Twenty-Five)

When the night rain in Gotham fell again, Bruce, who had already traveled around the city, returned to Wayne Manor, his hair was wet and his face looked a little pale.

When Alfred walked up to hand him a towel, he asked carefully: "Master, are you okay?"

Alfred actually doesn't take the initiative to show concern for Bruce, he prefers to practice it himself, but Bruce's condition now looks really bad.

He let himself get wet, wet his hair and clothes, and his eyes were a little distracted, like an addict who was enjoying medicine on the streets and alleys.

Hearing Alfred's question, Bruce seemed to have suddenly caught a life-saving straw. His eyes focused on Alfred's face in an instant, and looked at him and asked seriously: "Alfred, are there really ghosts in this world?"

Alfred reached out and put the towel on Bruce's head, took his arm to sit on the sofa, and then began to wipe his hair, saying, "It depends on what your definition of a ghost is."

"I always believe that human death is not the end. As long as someone lives in the memory of others, he is not completely dead. Although someone has left in the eyes of his close relatives, there are traces of his life everywhere. This kind of longing is like a ghost wandering in the room."

Bruce leaned on the back of the sofa with a little dullness, and he murmured: "No, I'm not referring to this kind of philosophical explanation. I... forget it, Alfred, please help me get a thermometer. I might have a fever."

Alfred touched Bruce's forehead with his fingertips, shook his head and said, "No, lord, you don't have a fever, your body temperature is normal. If you feel uncomfortable, I can pour you a cup of hot milk."

To Alfred's surprise, Bruce did not refuse, he just pinched his hands together and nodded, saying, "I feel a little cold, can the milk be hot?"

"So, the children began to explore, no longer accept the information instilled by their parents without reservation, and began to try to judge things with their own eyes and understand the world."

"Before the rebellious period, children's understanding of the world and their own behavioral standards come from the authority established by parents. Parents tell their children what exactly is, what can be done, and what cannot be done, and children accept this information without reservation."

But the problem is that the above things are telling him that Thomas had long died, and he had clearly watched the body be buried with his own eyes.

"The rebellion period is like a watershed." Jason's tone became slightly calmer, and it was obvious that he was retelling the contents of the book.

Bruce's pale face came from his poor mental condition, but he did not show signs of mental breakdown because he felt shocked when he saw Thomas, but he began to wonder if something was wrong with his memory?

The next second, he shook his hands so hot that he almost poured milk out. Alfred stood beside him helplessly and said, "Master, I know that you and Dick have not been so happy recently. You may feel very angry, but Dick is still a child after all..."

"No, it has nothing to do with Dick." Bruce held the hot milk cup in his hand, and he pursed his lips. "You may think I'm talking nonsense, but I just ran into someone when I went out, and he...he looks like Thomas."

"But in this age group, most children cannot survive without their parents, and their parents do not think they are independent, which will lead to very sharp family conflicts."

Bruce hesitated for a moment, not knowing whether he should continue to use force or let go of Dick. Jason winked at Tim. Tim walked forward and grabbed Dick's hand. Jason pulled Bruce out.

After a while, Alfred brought back a glass of steaming milk. Bruce could hardly wait to lean forward, stretched out his arm, and used his trembling fingertips to lift the milk cup.

"There is an interesting theory in it, that is, the manifestation of rebellion is actually very normal, and this is a necessary stage for personality growth."

Bruce walked over, gently hugged Dick, wiped the tears on his face with his fingers, Dick seemed to collapse. He pulled Bruce and said in a crying voice: "My ears hurt a little..."

Bruce looked up at him, his eyes still seemed a little dull, but in an instant, a violent spirit burst out from his pupils. He stood up excitedly and said, "That's right, what you're right! Thomas and Martha might have pretended to die back then, they might not have died at all, they might have lived in seclusion, and now they are back!"

Bruce took a deep breath and tried to cool down his boiling blood. He stepped on several steps in one step and rushed into Dick's room. The tears on Dick's face had not disappeared, and he leaned on the pillow in a daze, and Jason sat next to him.

"There are no answers to these questions from parents. Parents will only say that you are a child and will only tell you what they think the world is like."

"No, I'm going to find him now. I want to ask clearly what's going on." Bruce was about to leave immediately, but at this time, a loud noise suddenly broke out from the upstairs.

"In their subconscious, they are eager to prove that they are independent people, not their parents' accessories. They want to prove that they have a unique view of everything and prove that their personality is complete and independent."

"I also doubted whether I had hallucinations, but..." Bruce took a sip of milk and fell into deep thought. He recalled every detail when he met Thomas in his mind, but found no flaws.

Jason scratched his head, but Bruce squatted down and looked at Jason's eyes and said, "You have a strong empathy ability and can even see what I'm thinking. Do you know what Dick is thinking?"

But the scenes that have appeared in Bruce's dreams countless times were overturned at this time. His reasoning ability told him that what he saw tonight was Thomas Wayne.

Most unconscious mental disorders in this world have a significant sign before the onset of the disease, which is that patients begin to not believe in their memories, and some inexplicable fragments that they have not experienced are stuffed into their brains, making them unable to distinguish between fantasy and reality.

Alfred's eyes rolled gently, then he walked to the opposite side of Bruce and sat down, holding his hand and said, "Master, calm down. When something that appears in reality is completely opposite to your memory, it may be that it is neither the reality nor your memory, but there is something hidden behind it that we don't know."

"I..." Bruce recalled the daytime incident, and he lowered his head and sighed, "I don't know why Dick was unwilling to do his homework well, even if I was with him, he kept procrastinating."

"He doesn't have a good study habit, so I was anxious about him, so I said a few words to him, and he ran out."

Alfred opened his eyes wide, and he folded the towel and walked to the phone, saying, "Master, I'm afraid I have to contact you with a psychiatric doctor. Hallucinations are extremely bad signs."

"But to do this, the first thing is to not be trapped in the judgment of parents. Parents' authority invades the space for their personality growth. When establishing self-awareness, they must delete some ideas instilled in them by their parents in order to have space to place their own ideas."

This is by no means something that can be done with plastic surgery. A good detective will not only look at his face when judging who a person is.

His superb wisdom, calmness and rationality, his attention to factual evidence and psychological profiles tell him that there is a high probability that the other party is Thomas Wayne.

The little Bruce stood among the crowd coming and going, deeply imprinted everything about that day in his mind, and for the next ten years, he had always regarded it as a nightmare and could not get peace.

"But to break through the concept of parents, you must first resist authority. So the child begins to test and try to break through the shackles of other people's thinking and establish his own personality by resisting his parents' behavior again and again."

"But after reaching a certain age, children begin to develop self-awareness, and they start to think about who am I? What exactly should I think the world be like? And, what kind of person do I want to be?"

Dick's tears were still falling. He was even trembling in fear, and kept pushing Bruce away with his arms.

"If you judge that he is Mr. Thomas, then he may be, and you remember that he was dead at the beginning, maybe he was dead at that time, but that might be fake death, or later he was resurrected, it is not impossible, isn't it?"

"He was very scared," Jason said to Bruce. "This is a very obvious response to stress disorder. What's wrong with you two?"

Before Bruce could answer, Jason touched his chin and said, "Before, when I was reading those psychology textbooks, I occasionally saw some books about adolescence and rebellion."

"Have you read the book about the rebellious period?" Jason asked.

Bruce clearly remembered every detail of Thomas and Martha when she fell, and every expression of every guest at the funeral.

"This is why children in the rebellious period always seem capricious, extremely irritable, inexplicable, and especially like to fight with their parents."

As soon as Bruce looked up, he saw Tim lying on the guardrail of the patio and looking down at him, and shouted to him, "Hey, Bruce, you better come up and take a look, Dick seems to be having a nightmare."

This is true for Bruce, so he remembers all the logic of Thomas's action, and the Batman who appeared today perfectly conforms to this logic.

"Children feel that their parents oppress them, do not want them to have a complete personality, feel that their parents' views are old and outdated, and they also want to brainwash them."

"Parents think that their children are unreasonable and ungrateful, and are ruthless and ungrateful."

Bruce listened to Jason's analysis a little blankly. He seemed to hear who Jason's analysis came from. He was very familiar with every pause between the lines.

So, Bruce forgot that it was Jason in front of him, his child, not his teacher, and just instinctively asked:

"How to solve it?"

(End of this chapter)
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