Chapter 1,713 Bruce Wayne and the Chamber of Secrets (11)
Anyone can see the flames of anger burning in this girl. Even the storm over the Himalayas cannot extinguish it, but few people can understand what she is angry about.
"She has no empathy."
Bruce tried profiling, and although he never got any good marks from Schiller in this area, his detective talent made his level of psychological profiling more like sticking in cow dung.
a flower on the.
"She has very typical characteristics of a psychopath - extremely focused, full of charm, and ruthless." Bruce named the three major characteristics of a psychopath and then judged.
"He is also a typical antisocial personality. He has no ability to love. He is born with the tendency to manipulate others. He is extremely good at deceiving. He lies as naturally as running water. He has no guilt. He is not affected by universal values. He has almost no morals, but he has a way.
own rules of conduct.”
Constantine glanced at Schiller secretly, and then began to lower his head to find his ten million cracks on the ground. After a while, he glanced at Bruce secretly, and after a while he secretly glanced at Pamela.
Now it's time to seriously consider the possibility of finding a way out of a room full of psychopaths and sociopaths.
"Your professor will be happier if you can explain some of your own understanding beyond the textbook definitions," Schiller said.
Bruce fell into thinking and began to replay the behavioral patterns of Harley he had seen in his mind, and then looked for clues from them, and then he said.
"Unlike the narcissism of other psychopaths and sociopaths, Harley Quinzel exhibits a kind of dependent madness. She needs to continuously observe others and let others observe herself, or... or
It’s when you give yourself a chance to be shown that the madness comes out.”
"Why is it so contradictory?"
"Comes from..." Bruce drawled a long note, obviously searching for the answer in his mind. There were some thoughtful pauses in his words, but overall he was fairly smooth.
"No one listens to her." Pamela interrupted Bruce and said very firmly: "Since she was born, the advice from her crazy wisdom has never been taken seriously. No one can see her. She hopes that someone can
Read her, not as Harley Quinzel, but as she is—a monster who wants someone to look at her and fully understand and fall in love with her crazy talent."
"This is another form of narcissism." Bruce said after thinking: "She is willing to give up other aspects of her emotions, including self-esteem and her code of conduct, to seek a sense of identity and love."
"But this will obviously be a natural tragedy. Ordinary people who know how to love cannot understand her, and psychopaths and sociopaths like her do not have the ability to love, so she is destined to get nothing."
Bruce stopped, and Pamela continued: "If she doesn't get attention, her madness can't be fully released. In the same way, if she wants to release her madness, she must seek attention first."
"So she opened the book." Strange raised his eyebrows and said, "Is she serious? She opened the book not to seek power from some mysterious existence, but just to get attention?
"
"This will make her extremely excited, and she is obviously a high-functioning group of antisocial personalities. When their brains are active and adrenaline bursts, their wisdom is enough to offset any power obtained from external objects.
, or even beyond it.”
Pamela's tone finally fluctuated a little, and she said: "That book was a stimulation point she took the initiative to find for herself. The fact that there were other beings observing her crimes wholeheartedly would make her extremely excited.
This is the madness of human beings, and it is probably more like a gift from nature than what humans can do under the inducement of certain beings."
Harley's actions on screen confirm this.
"I want to find someone who doesn't exist among the students."
Harley tore a page from the Necronomicon. This was obviously astonishingly impious as anyone could see, but what was quite unique and a little weird was that the book didn't seem to be either.
Despite her impiety, the gray vortex on the paper was just spinning very slowly.
"Your thinking has jumped." A line of words appeared on the surface of the paper and said: "What influenced you?"
"Its behavior told me all the answers." Harley's eyes were particularly shining in the dark corridor, and her platinum hair shone like a waterfall under the moonlight.
"Obviously, I don't need you to give me the answer now, because the evidence is so obvious."
"Narita Keiko, a fifth-year student, went crazy the morning after we arrived here and was dragged out of the corridor of the girls' dormitory; Li Zi'an, a fourth-year student, went crazy in the dormitory on the same night and injured his roommate.
; Alidan, a fourth-year student who attacked me, was still lying in the infirmary after my eyeball was pierced. Their grades, origins, and movement trajectories were limited to a small area, and there must be an intersection.
."
"Helen is right, there is an elephant in the room, but it's not that we can't see him, we're just deliberately ignoring him."
Harley walked down the stairs quickly, without stopping to think about the direction. It was like this strange school she had just been exposed to for a short time was like the home she had lived in for a long time. Every step was very determined.
"We may be dealing with a god, so he has a way to prevent us from seeing him, but it is impossible for him to leave no traces, or if he intends to use the same trick to mess with someone's mind, he
I will definitely show up."
"So before that, I have to find a weapon." Harley said, bypassing the corridor, rushing into the wind and snow on the plank road, and then ran across the dark plank road at extremely fast speeds.
Came to another building.
Walking through the canteen, which looked spooky at night, Harley found a boning knife that was a little too big for her size on the shelf on the wall next to the chopping board in the back kitchen.
There is no doubt that Kama Taj's food is not created out of thin air by magicians. Most of the meat comes from livestock raised in small villages at the foot of the mountain. Occasionally, other materials are sent through the portal, but because the source location is different,
It would be too far, so there is almost no meat that has been slaughtered in a civilized society, and most of the meat is slaughtered by the butcher.
Considering that there are not many manpower in this school, the responsibilities of the butcher and the chef are not very clear. In most cases, meat will be used in today’s dishes, so the cook will carry a knife to cut the meat temporarily.
The meat raised in the backyard will eventually be lost, and no one here has the psychological burden of slaughtering ethics.
Harley looked at the knife carefully with an intoxicated expression. She touched the blade with a full blood tank with her hand, and then said: "Sometimes I feel that I can find resonance more with Eastern culture, because they
The words 'live on' were written all over his books, and I read some cruel signals there."
Harley took a deep breath and stood up, glanced at the sky outside, and then said: "The next step is to find a way to make this knife hurt the person I want it to hurt, since the person is most likely not an ordinary person.
, so we may have to ask for help from magic."
"Do you want my power?"
"No." Harley licked her dry lips and said, "Borrowing power is not my style. I need some stronger help, and it must be completely voluntary."
"Who do you think meets your requirements?"
When the boning knife pierced the wall less than ten centimeters from Loki's face, Loki had just realized that someone had broken into his room.
It is impossible for an ordinary knife to cut through the frost giant's skin, but Loki first has to figure out how Harley broke in. He has the habit of setting protective magic on the door.
"It's not very difficult." Harley pulled out the knife and said: "Considering they call you the God of Deception, those ghostly drawings on the door are just a deception. The real protective magic is on the carpet, and on the carpet between the doors.
.”
"I stuck the knife in and twisted the carpet. The door was able to open a small crack, just enough for me to squeeze in. I guess you didn't expect a minor of my size to break into your door."
Room."
"I didn't expect you to be carrying such a knife in your hand." Loki, who was wearing a nightgown, poured himself a glass of water from the kettle on the bedside and said, "Miss, what do you have?"
what's up?"
"I need a little strength."
Loki turned back to look at Harley, who fiddled with the knife in his hand and said: "I'm going to kill an elephant. He is in the room now, but ordinary people can't see it, or they can see it but they are not conscious.
He is like an elephant, can you give this knife some magic that can pierce the disguise?"
"Are you crazy, Miss?" Loki didn't understand her long series of words that were full of jumping thoughts.
"You are a god, aren't you?"
Loki opened his mouth and said, "I'm afraid it's a little different from what you imagined. Asgard is just a powerful alien. We don't borrow power like the universe demon."
"Then help me find someone who can lend me strength."
"Do you feel like you're a little..."
With a "swish" sound, Harley inserted the knife into the bed board again. She said, "Your daughter Helen, she has an amazing talent for learning."
Loki stared at Harley's face, wondering why her mind jumped to this point again. He could clearly see the girl's intelligence, her current excitement, and a very unusual calm madness.
"I can feel that she is absorbing my wisdom, but if she continues like this, she will inevitably absorb my darkness and madness. Do you want her to do this?"
"You used her to threaten me?"
"I'm just providing you with some necessary assistance. What I mean is that you help me find some strength. I will put it here..." Harley pointed to her temple with one finger and said: "Everything here, including what makes me
Give her everything in this state. Believe me, this will be a trump card for her to make rational judgments in some tragic disaster."
Loki's green eyes looked at Harry steadily, seeming to be thinking about whether the deal was worth it, but maybe it was related to Helen, so he still said: "I may think you have some hallucinations, I don't think this school is worth it."
If there is anything in it that can be hidden from my eyes, I am the true master of illusion."
"What if it's a powerful god?"
"There is a magic defense network, they can't get in."
"There are holes in any defense network."
Loki knew that he could not convince this crazy girl, but he made a move and said: "I can help you borrow power. This power may be a bit special, but I believe it is powerful enough to help you decipher certain illusions.
