Chapter 402 The mind falls into a dream, the three talk
Gotham is different at night.
The light of its street lights seems to be darker than that of any other city, the air seems to be always damp, the sources of mixed smells are intertwined and permeated, and the sky seems to be always covered with a layer of mist, making it difficult for people to see it clearly.
There are only two kinds of people living in Gotham.
Rich and poor.
The rich make the rules, play with the rules and break the rules.
The poor can only passively adapt to the rules, as if struggling in a deep quagmire. Once they give up, they will only die.
But as we all know, the rich are always in the minority.
The struggles of the poor include working hard and being exploited to earn wages to survive, and joining gangs to exploit their fellows in a more direct way.
The same kind of exploitation is called a group company if it is covered with a layer of legal skin. Those who tear off the legal skin and act naked are called mafia gangs.
…
Arkham Asylum…
Today, its function as a mental hospital when it was first established has been reduced, and it is used more as a prison to hold some extremely crazy criminals.
Many psychiatrists are unwilling to continue working in Arkham, and Wayne Group can only retain some of them by offering high salaries.
Harleen Quinzel is an anomaly. She does not ask for high personal compensation from Wayne Group. All she needs is targeted research funds for her research on "lack of empathy" and crazy criminals.
connections and treatments.
Hong Fei thinks this is unnecessary.
Rather than wasting resources on those people, it would be better to use them to relieve the pressure of life on those cities and poor people who have been damaged and harmed.
Standing next to Harleen's bed, Hong Fei didn't reveal the slightest breath.
The white window screen fluttered slightly, and the breeze flowed into the room with a cool breath. When it brushed her cheeks, Harleen's frown always calmed down a little.
Hong Fei stretched out his hand, and the nano-armor wrapped on his index finger shrank back, and the fingertips landed on the center of Harleen's eyebrows.
The power of the mind activates.
Instantly, Hong Fei entered Harleen's consciousness space, which was also the dream she was currently in.
The dream was very monotonous, with only a gray house and a square table in the room, with Harleen sitting alone on one side.
Sitting across from her were two people, both wrapped in straitjackets.
A man with green hair and no trace of a normal person in his demeanor.
The other one is a bit strange. He is wearing a police uniform under his straitjacket and looks upright.
The former is a clown; the latter is Hong Fei himself.
The real Hong Fei stood aside, and neither Ha Lin nor the two people she created could detect his presence.
Hong Fei looked at the created self and knew that he was such a righteous image in Harleen's consciousness. But this was just the surface. Otherwise, he shouldn't have sat with the clown wearing a straitjacket to accept Harleen's questioning or...
treat.
"Did you commit the robbery of the New York Federal Reserve Bank?" Harleen asked.
'Hong Fei' didn't answer, just had a slight smile on his face.
'Joker' turned to look at 'Hong Fei', his movements looked a bit exaggerated. His eyes were very bright. More than 90% of ordinary people have lost the aura in their eyes, but he had it. He grinned and showed a mouth that was made up of acquired wisdom.
He looked at Hong Fei and said, "You actually did something big. You are different from all the police officers I have ever seen. You are really amazing."
There was no sarcasm in his words, and his tone and eyes were extremely serious.
‘Hong Fei’ still didn’t answer, he just looked at her and smiled.
Harleen was sitting across from her with her brows furrowed, as if she was very troubled by Hong Fei's lack of cooperation. She took off her glasses and rubbed her eyebrows. After putting them on, she took a deep breath and continued calmly: "Mr. Hong, we are old friends."
My friend, you can trust me, I know you are a graduate student in psychology, and I also know that you are different from the clown..."
Hearing this, the 'Joker' instantly looked back at Harleen: "You are right, he and I are indeed different."
"Mr. Clown, what do you think?" Harleen asked proactively.
The 'Joker' grinned silently, "The bat is the same as me, isn't it? This man has the characteristics of both of us. He does good things and bad things. He is a good person and a bad person. He is a good person and a bad person.
You are so pure, you are so bad. To be honest, I almost envy you." In the last sentence, 'Clown' was speaking to 'Hong Fei'.
The real Hong Fei couldn't help but slightly raise his eyebrows after hearing what the 'Joker' said.
The 'Joker' was actually right.
This is very unusual.
Because no one in this world should know that Hong Fei is a good and bad person at the same time.
In the eyes of Deadshot and others, Hong Fei is bad. What he does is rob prisons, kill people and rob banks.
In the eyes of Cora and others, Hong Fei is good. What he does is patrol, rescue people and arrest criminals.
No one knows that these two are him, except the boomerang who has lost his self-awareness.
However, under this premise, the 'Joker', or Harleen herself, actually guessed it, and used the 'Joker' to come up with more speculations, and all of them were correct.
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Harleen Quinzel really has great potential.
‘Clown’ and ‘Hong Fei’ are Harleen’s dream creations. In other words, these two images represent Harleen herself.
The conversation going on in front of her was actually Harleen's inner and subconscious self-question and answer. Every word, every expression and look came from herself.
The agility of the 'Joker' comes from her better understanding of the clown, on the one hand, and on the other hand, it also means that her spiritual consciousness is rapidly changing towards the crazy side.
'Hong Fei''s silence means that Harleen still has insufficient understanding of Hong Fei. His justice comes from Harleen's deep initial impression of Hong Fei as a police officer, and the police uniform under his shackles and his smiling silence are
Because Harleen can't really determine whether Hong Fei is really the robber of the New York Federal Reserve Bank.
Hearing the clown's judgment, Harleen, who was wearing a white coat, frowned even more. She shook her head unconsciously and said, "Mr. clown, what is the basis for your judgment?"
"Hmm, do you need any evidence? That's the fact. He's already sitting in front of you."
"This reason is not sufficient."
"You have his psychological analysis report, and your 'lack of empathy' has been proven."
"He does have symptoms of 'lack of empathy', but I can't be sure of the extent..."
"Enough, enough, enough. Beautiful and smart Dr. Quinzel, don't you already have more answers in your mind? His lack of empathy is very serious, and you have already made a judgment."
"No, I can't just rely on my own subjective inference to make conjectures..."
"But you know you're right."
"I am not sure."
"Please, you don't need to be obsessed with..."
"That's enough! Mr. Clown, please stop talking. You don't have enough evidence. Can you please stop talking now?"
Hearing this, 'Joker' really stopped talking, smiled and shrugged, and his eyes began to wander back and forth between 'Hong Fei' and Harleen.
At this point, Hong Fei suddenly smiled.
Arthur's "sleep suggestion" took effect.
On the surface, it is a dispute between Harleen and the 'Joker', but in fact it means that Harleen has become wary of the real clown. After a normal psychiatrist accepted the hint and realized what the clown would do to her, he became normal.
The human part prompted her to develop a sense of resistance personally and even subconsciously. If it were after Harleen's complete fall, all these hints would hardly be effective.
So much so that even now, in her dream, Harleen still retains a certain resistance to the 'Joker' she created.
This is a dream. Harleen has no way to actively control everything. Her consciousness is vividly expressed through all the materials, characters, dialogues, expressions, etc. here.
Therefore, the "lifelike" performance of the "Joker" from the beginning to the end also indicates that Harleen is no longer the normal Dr. Quinzel.
Hong Fei stepped forward and sat directly on the false self. The two merged with each other, and the real Hong Fei took its place.
Harleen wearing glasses and a white coat represents the more normal side of Harleen Quinzel.
The clown with green hair and teeth represents the crazy side of Harleen Quinzel's subconscious.
Hong Fei, the real Hong Fei.
Showing his smile again, he quickly attracted the attention of the 'Joker' and Harleen.
Harleen was surprised. The 'Joker' frowned slightly but smiled even more.
Harleen: "Mr. Hong, do you want to say something?"
Hong Fei moved, and the straitjacket tightly bound his body. In fact, it was Harleen's dream consciousness that restricted his movements. He did not use more powerful spiritual power to tear open the shackles, because this would cause harm.
To Harleen's spirit.
He raised his head and smiled even more warmly, "Dr. Quinzel, what do you want to know?"
The 'Joker' urged from the side: "Aren't we talking? Please tell me, are what I just said true?"
Hong Fei glanced at him with a smile and said, "Does it matter whether it is true or false?"
"Of course it's important!" Harleen and the 'Joker' spoke at the same time, and when they said this, the image of the 'Joker' seemed to change for a moment in Hong Fei's eyes. He seemed to see the man with heavy makeup and blinking eyes.
Harley Quinn with twin tails.
"Well, that's not impossible to say." Hong Fei shrugged.
Harleen and the 'Joker' looked over with burning eyes at the same time.
Hong Fei turned to look at Ha Lin, who was still normal. Through the lenses, the desire for the truth filled in her eyes was clearly visible.
"Dr. Quinzel, your professionalism is admirable and your intuitive judgment is very accurate. It was indeed me who did it."
"Hahahaha~"
The 'Joker' laughed out loud immediately, and in the laughter, a female voice suddenly appeared among the male voices.
Hong Fei turned a deaf ear to this. He still looked at Harleen who looked shocked: "Why are you still so surprised?"
Harleen held her eyes, a little panicked in her eyes: "I don't know, although I have a guess, I can't be sure..."
"Now you are sure, but why are you still unhappy?"