Poison Ivy changed positions, adjusted her posture on the chair, looked at Schiller and asked: Where should we go next?"
"Of course I'm going to prepare a grand welcome ceremony for King Robin."
"You want to go in person?"
"Of course not. Not only can't I go there in person, but I have to try my best to hide it, leaving only a little clue."
Poison Ivy was a little more confused. She only felt that the professor in front of her was contradictory in his words and actions, but considering that she and him were now a grasshopper on the same rope, she could only ask: "Since you have to try your best to hide it, then what?
Why leave clues?"
"Of course it's to let him find me. Have you forgotten my ultimate goal?"
"Then why don't you just show up in front of him?"
Schiller sighed, and Poison Ivy really didn't know how he managed to turn his sigh into one part disgust, two parts sadness, three parts helplessness, and four parts patience.
"He came to Gotham with excitement, only to find that the citizens he should have invested with his own hands were now lying on the ground like dead bodies. At this moment, I, who had completely lost his fun, appeared in front of him.
, what do you think he will do?"
"Of course he wants to kill you."
"And you expect me to fight him?"
"But you can't beat him." Poison Ivy spread her hands and said, "Although I don't know what the mist you just turned into is, but it looks very powerful. I don't think he is your opponent."
"I usually don't take this approach." Schiller shook his head and said, "First of all, the origin and details of this guy are unclear. Maybe I can kill him, but I may not be able to catch him completely."
"This guy is just a soldier. The real mastermind sent him here not only to vent his anger, but also to explore the way. I don't want the other party to know that I am here, and more importantly, I don't want him to know what I have.
ability."
Poison Ivy frowned, but finally agreed with this statement and said: "It is true that when the real culprit behind the scenes does not show up, it is better to reveal as little information about yourself as possible, otherwise you will hand over all your cards at this time, and then you will be
There are no cards to play."
"So I will set up a game and let him come to me." Schiller tapped his hand gently on the armrest of the seat and said: "Provoke him first, then leave him some clues, and wait until he follows the clues to find out what's going on.
When he comes to me, the anger he has accumulated and the joy of his impending victory will go to his head, making it easier for him to let down his guard."
"Are you going to make a trap there?"
"No, I am the trap itself." Schiller said: "Judging from the show he performed on TV, he is not a ruthless killer who points directly to the target. Destruction is not his purpose, but he enjoys it.
In the process, he needs his evil journey to have enough ups and downs, and he needs others to pay attention to him. The eyes of others are a poison that makes him addicted."
"But ordinary people are boring. He needs a strong opponent to watch everything he does, play games with him, let him win, and gain a sense of accomplishment and recognition. As long as you grasp this mentality of his, there will be nothing difficult to deal with.
of."
Poison Ivy opened her mouth, but hesitated to speak. Finally, she turned the steering wheel and said, "I heard this argument from a madman."
"Batman?"
"Although Batman is also crazy, don't you think there is someone even crazier?...Wait a minute, how come your first reaction is Batman?"
Schiller coughed twice and said nothing.
"I'm talking about the Joker. This is Harley Quinn's evaluation of him. The Joker's desire for Batman's gaze is his biggest weakness."
"To the point."
"Robin King is both Batman and the Joker." Schiller said: "It seems that this is a good thing. He combines the wisdom of Batman and the unscrupulousness of the Joker, which will make him stronger, but in fact he has a fatal
The weakness is that he has no playmates."
"Because of the existence of the Joker, Batman is able to demonstrate his bottom-line nature as the Dark Knight. Because of the existence of the Joker, the Joker's shocking evil deeds can be watched and judged. They influence each other's existence value."
"But if they become one, this mutual confirmation will no longer exist. He will become painful, empty, and unable to find the meaning of life. This is why he came to this Batman universe. He wants to know the other person.
How did you get out of this predicament?"
"It does sound reasonable." Poison Ivy said hesitantly: "Is this your inference? Or is it just a guess."
"This is the result of my analysis." Schiller said: "Things that seem very mysterious to you are as traceable to me as mathematical formulas and are not secrets."
"It seems that you are also a very talented lunatic."
"I appreciate the compliment, ma'am, but I need a little more practical help than flattery."
"what are you up to?"
"Go to Arkham Asylum, I need to talk to my old friends."
"What do you want to talk to them about?"
"You'll know when you get there."
The car quickly drove to Arkham Asylum. Poison Ivy and Schiller got out of the car. Poison Ivy noticed that Schiller took off his glasses before getting out of the car.
When Schiller was wearing glasses, Poison Ivy didn't pay attention to his eyes. Now she was curious about this action and unconsciously glanced at Schiller's eyes, only to find that those gray eyes were deserted and unfocused, as if they were something.
None can be seen.
"What's wrong with you? Professor."
"It's okay." Schiller turned his head and looked at Poison Ivy and smiled. Poison Ivy was stunned. This smile was very gentle and didn't look like the serious professor before. What's going on?
Poison Ivy felt something was wrong, but she only had a vague feeling and couldn't tell the specific reason. But now her condition is not good, and all her energy is focused on restoring her strength, and she still has to hold an umbrella.
I was afraid that the plants next to me would give me a sneak attack, so I didn't bother to ask.
After the two went in, Schiller went to find Scarecrow first. Of course, since the last time Scarecrow planned the fear gas and terrorist attack, Batman in the Arkham universe had locked him in the tightest cell, but in the end he accepted
After the trial, the Scarecrow still escaped death due to his mental illness.
However, Bruce Wayne, who has become the president, is not so easy to deal with. Anyway, his identity has been made public. If you take the same measures as Wayne would take against these criminals, no one will say anything.
The appearance of Arkham Asylum has not been renovated, but the inside has been greatly changed. All ward equipment has been replaced with the most advanced, and even the security is all performed by cold machines. This has also led to the fact that until now, there is still no
Any criminal successfully escapes from prison.
This provides Schiller with great convenience, because he can gather most of Gotham's villains at once instead of having to go to their lair one by one.
Goodbye Scarecrow, Poison Ivy still has a nose that is not a nose or eyes, and of course she still resents this damn mental illness for causing her to follow that little lunatic Peter Parker around all night, but she didn't settle down in the end.
"Go in by yourself." Poison Ivy leaned against the wall with a hint of disgust and said, "It's not that I won't help you. If you want to talk to him about something, I will only ruin the atmosphere of the negotiation."
Schiller walked in without saying anything - of course he got a pass as soon as he entered here, and it was the highest security level, and Poison Ivy was already used to this.
The conversation between Schiller and the Scarecrow was unexpectedly short, and the two of them walked out of the cell together. The Scarecrow didn't even attack them and escape the first time they came out. Instead, he shook hands with Schiller and said: "
Pleasure to work with you, Professor, I think this will be a wonderful show."
"Of course, Dr. Jonathan, see you later."
Poison Ivy looked at the Scarecrow's leaving figure with some surprise, then turned her gaze to Schiller and said, "What did you talk about with him?"
"Something that interests both of us."
"for example?"
"Art, and Batman." Schiller said, "Do you like theater? Do you have a favorite show?"
"I've watched some Shakespeare, but basically I haven't read all of them." As they walked upstairs, Poison Ivy chatted, "There is something about me in all the tragedies and comedies."
Impatient plot, I fall asleep when I see it, every time, so I never know what the full plot is.”
"Perhaps this is also a way of watching." Schiller said: "It is also a unique interest to test whether you can persist next time."
"I feel more and more strange about you. You seem to have changed." Poison Ivy said: "Your speaking style is completely different from before. It doesn't seem like your mood suddenly became better, and then your speech became gentle.
I thought you would at least bring this up to the students in your class who are sleeping during class."
"Relax, I sleep in class." Schiller shrugged and said, "As long as I can pass the exam, it doesn't matter what method I use."
Poison Ivy always felt that he meant something, but these words were very common, as if they could be said by everyone who went to college, and there was really nothing wrong with them.
Then Schiller went to the wards of Mr. Freeze, Professor Pigface, Clayface and other criminals. To Poison Ivy's surprise, Schiller had a good chat with them, even after these criminals were severely punished.
Even when the security measures make people feel bored or irritable, they can be very comforted and even let them say goodbye politely after they come out.
"What kind of ecstasy soup did you pour into them?" Poison Ivy looked at the figure of Bain who finally left in confusion. She knew that this big man had no feelings at all, so what kind of promise did he have to make?
Can you impress him?
Schiller shook his head, and his tone was gentler than what Poison Ivy had heard before.
"If they were people who cared about profits, they wouldn't be here. After all, who benefits from being in jail?"
"Then how did you convince them?"
"Still the same answer, how did they appear here?"
"This is a question that you don't have to think about." Poison Ivy replied instinctively: "Of course Batman caught them."
"Then why does Batman want to catch them?"
"Of course it's because they committed a crime."
"Then why do they commit crimes?"
"It's hard to tell." Poison Ivy rolled her eyes aside and said, "Because they are crazy."
Schiller shook his head again and said, "I think people often say you are crazy. Do you think you are?"
"Of course I'm not."
"If the murderer who polluted these plants appeared in front of you now, what would you do?"
"I'll cut him up and feed him to the flowers."
Schiller stared at Poison Ivy, who looked away.
"All the criminals here are like this. They have what they want, but their crazy logic cannot be understood by ordinary people, so their crazy behavior is illogical in people's eyes, so they call them mad."
"But this is not actually the case." Schiller said: "They have their own desires, they have the means to realize their desires, and they need help on the way to realize their desires. If someone can just see their desires and is willing to help them,
They are naturally willing to cooperate.”
"Just say it straight." Poison Ivy pressed her temple and said, "Stop beating around the bush, I have a headache."
"Do you think they really want Batman dead?"
"Probably, after all, it was Batman who locked them up here."
"On the contrary, it's because Batman used so many methods to lock them up here tightly that they can never let Batman die in the hands of others."
Poison Ivy seemed to understand a little bit, and she said: "If the lunatic who polluted the plants appeared in front of me, and someone else wanted to kill him, I would definitely kill that person first, because I am the only one qualified to judge him.
I can take revenge on him on behalf of the plants."
"That's right, ma'am, and if the man who killed Batman is still bragging about coming to Gotham's throne, and I happen to have a wonderful welcome drama here that requires each of them to play an important role in it, put
When this revenge becomes a show for Batman, what do you think they will do?"
Poison Ivy stared at Schiller's eyes, and she suddenly discovered that when Schiller's eyebrows drooped, his eyes became gentler, elegant, and slightly melancholy.
If Poison Ivy had to describe this temperament, she would say he looks like a compassionate artist.