After confirming that there was no exit from the observation room, Batman turned his head, looked at Zatanna and said, "How many more times can your teleportation be used? I mean at the limit..."
"5 times, at most 5 times." Zatanna sighed and said, "Didn't you realize that my soul power is almost exhausted? Traveling through the memory space is much more troublesome than in reality. Just...
Positioning will consume half of the power. I can only teleport 5 more times at most, and then I will completely lose the ability to move..."
Batman nodded and said: "Now, use a teleportation to take us to the first floor to the living area to find the exit."
Zatanna looked a little tired, but didn't say anything. She waved her hand and a fire ring appeared. After the three of them entered, they appeared in the corridor on the first floor.
Batman first started checking facilities such as convenience stores, but after searching here for a few minutes, he couldn't find anything that looked like an exit. Finally, they came to the large cafeteria on the first floor.
As soon as he opened the door, he saw a bright ball of light appearing in the center of the cafeteria. Constantine breathed a sigh of relief and said, "We found it. Let's go quickly. We really can't stay here."
"But why the cafeteria?" Batman showed a classic skeptical expression and said: "The review room, observation room, library, study room, aren't these places more likely to have events that make Schiller feel resistant?
?"
"Isn't it more uncomfortable to be repeatedly exposed by a psychiatrist or to be fixed to a chair by a straitjacket than to eat?"
"Who knows? You also said that he is a mental patient. Don't try to understand their world." Constantine shrugged and walked towards the light ball, with Zatanna following behind him.
Before Batman left, he saw a figure wearing a straitjacket appearing outside the door of the cafeteria, looking eerie and terrifying in the light of the looming security lights.
When Schiller in a straightjacket and Batman in a bat suit face to face, it's hard to say who looks crazier.
Batman turned towards the light ball, a bright white flash flashed, and the next second, he came to a pure white space.
Constantine sat down on the ground, and Zatanna introduced to Batman: "This is the buffer zone. We can take a rest here, and then start thinking about building a virtual memory..."
"I don't need a rest, what kind of virtual memory space are you going to build?" Batman asked.
Zatanna thought for a moment and then said: "First of all, we need to find a relatively safe and stable memory space. It cannot be too aggressive, otherwise it will be easy for loopholes to appear."
"Then, I used weak points to trick him into handing over his umbrella, such as...forget it, I'm not very tired, let's get started."
Constantine sat there and sighed and said: "But I...well, Xiao Zha, after you go out, you must treat me to a drink. I haven't shed so much blood in a long time..."
After saying that, he stood up from the ground somewhat staggeringly. Zatanna waved her hand, and many light balls appeared in front of her, and then said: "These are some memory fragments. I don't know why, but his memory fragments are stronger than others."
If you break it into pieces, a normal person's memory can last at least 2 to 3 days."
"But the longest memory fragments I can find in his soul are only an hour. Therefore, I don't have time to slowly lay the groundwork. It might be better to create some emergencies. It depends on me."
Zatanna took a step forward and selected one of the many light balls. After the light ball unfolded, it turned into a screen. Batman saw that on the screen, Schiller was in class.
When he saw a bunch of familiar theories on the blackboard and the thesis assignment he had just handed in on the podium, Batman subconsciously took a half step back, trying to get further away from the blackboard.
Zatanna didn't notice this abnormality in him. She just touched her chin and said: "The straitjacket...the straitjacket...what should I do if I have it!"
Then, one of her hands lit up, she tapped her forehead with the index finger of this hand, and then said: "Siller Rodriguez, you were born in a family with a history of hereditary mental illness. You often have
Fear of having a psychotic episode..."
"Wait a minute." Batman interrupted her and said: "Savant autism is not a hereditary mental illness..."
Zatanna curled her lips helplessly and said: "It doesn't matter, we are liars, our purpose is to fabricate things that don't exist..."
"I am replacing Schiller's memory in this memory space. You have to make him afraid to make him give up his umbrella."
After finishing speaking, Zatanna looked at Batman with some dissatisfaction and said: "Don't interrupt me, this is very energy-consuming."
Batman opened his mouth, as if he wanted to say something else, but looking at Zatanna's determined expression, he thought about it and shut up.
At this time, he saw that in the screen, the door of the classroom on the right was knocked open with a bang, and a group of doctors rushed in. One of them stepped forward and said to Schiller: "Sorry, Professor Schiller, you were
He suffered a mental illness and injured three innocent students, and was reported by the parents of the students. You must come back to the hospital with us for treatment."
Schiller in this memory space seemed to have had his memory replaced by Zatanna. He first showed a shocked expression, then looked at the doctor, and finally said: "Okay, I am willing to cooperate with the treatment."
After saying that, he put on his coat, picked up his umbrella, and was about to leave with the doctors, but at this time, the leading doctor said: "No, in order to prevent your disease from reoccurring and hurting others, you are not allowed to hold any sharp objects.
Please give us your umbrella and we will keep it properly."
"But, it's raining outside." Schiller glanced at the sky outside the window.
Zatanna outside the screen snorted and waved her hand, but nothing changed on the screen. She frowned and waved her hand again, but there was still no change.
"What's going on? Why can't I change the weather to sunny? Stop! Don't let it rain anymore! ... Hurry up and it will clear up! Reveal the blue sky! Then he has no reason to hold an umbrella..."
"What's going on? Did my ability malfunction?" Zatanna was like a player whose remote controller suddenly failed. She kept trying various methods, and then said: "No, I can still control the scenes in my memory, but
Why can’t I make the rain stop?”
"Where did you set the location?" Batman asked.
"I didn't set the location. The place where he teaches...oh, it's Gotham University."
"I advise you not to try again, you can't do it." Batman looked at Zatanna and said: "If you have the ability to make Gotham a sunny day, then we can return to reality now and tell this matter to this person.
Professor, he would be more than happy to trade the most evil curse in his umbrella with you."
Zatanna didn't understand what he was implying, but she didn't dwell on this issue for too long. She said, "Forget it, let's change the words."
Then, the doctor in the lead on the screen said: "Professor, no matter what, we can't let you hold dangerous items. Please give it to me."
After saying that, he stood up and took a step forward, while Schiller took a step back, but he had no intention of handing over the umbrella. But at this time, the leading doctor took out a straitjacket and said: "If you don't
Cooperate, but we must take coercive measures..."
"Okay, that's it. If he sees this weak item and feels scared, then he will definitely choose to cooperate..." Zatanna said to herself.
The doctors on the screen were holding straitjackets and moving closer and closer to Schiller. But at this time, Schiller stopped retreating. He looked at the leading doctor and said, "You said I was injured due to mental illness."
I killed three students and was reported, so may I ask, what kind of mental illness do I suffer from?"
"Uh..." The doctor paused, and Zatanna thought for a moment and said, "...Schizophrenia? Yes, that's right! It's schizophrenia!"
"What type of schizophrenia?" Schiller asked again.
"Types? Are there different types of schizophrenia?" Zatanna's facial features wrinkled and asked, "What types of schizophrenia are there?"
Zatanna looked at him and said: "Then... among these types, which one will have violent behavior to attack others?"
"It's complicated." Batman said only one word, and then said: "It varies from person to person."
“Symptoms are usually divided into sensory and perceptual disorders, that is, visual hallucinations, auditory hallucinations, olfactory hallucinations, etc., as well as thinking disorders, the most common of which is persecutory delusions, as well as emotional, volitional, behavioral disorders, and cognitive dysfunction...
"
"Based on the severity of symptoms, they are divided into mild and severe symptoms, and the prognosis is different depending on the type..."
"Stop." Zatanna said, "Can you give me a conclusion directly?"
"Paranoid schizophrenia is the most common, because aggressive behavior caused by visions may also hurt people, so let's do this." Zatanna seemed to feel that Batman's answer seemed a bit unconfident, but she did not make any more comments.
It was a good answer, so she repeated the answer.
Schiller nodded, as if he approved it. For some reason, Zatanna breathed a sigh of relief, but then he asked again:
"What kind of diagnosis did you use to arrive at this conclusion?"
Zatanna immediately turned to look at Batman, who frowned and said: "According to DSM-IV-TR, WHO's International Classification of Diseases ICD-10..."
"What?" Zatanna didn't even understand this series of words at all, so she could only repeat the pronunciation again with some stumbling, and then Schiller asked again:
"So, after sending me to the hospital, how are you going to treat me?"
"Early, sufficient dosage, sufficient course of treatment..." Batman recited somewhat mechanically: "The principle of single medication and the principle of individualized medication should be followed. Second-generation drugs such as risperidone, olanzapine, and quintine are used as first-line drugs.
Choose..."
Zatanna was completely unable to repeat this part of the content. It was another difficult-to-speak magic spell for her. She sighed and said: Why is this professor's occupational disease so serious? He can't think of things simply.
If you are sick, go to the hospital for treatment..."
"Have you ever considered that he is a top psychologist himself. Although he is not proficient in pathology, he is not completely unlearned. How could he honestly follow you into a mental hospital?" Batman
He spoke.
"Why don't you just force him?" Batman asked again. Zatanna sighed a little decadently and said, "I told you, we are liars, not robbers. Overstimulation may cause the mental space to collapse, and we will be
What I discovered is that once he is alert, it is very difficult to fabricate memories."
"Forget it, it's okay, we have two other items." Zatanna looked at the butcher knife and the building block again, and said, "Continue."
Zatanna first picked up the butcher knife and said thoughtfully: "How can a knife induce fear? Normal people should be afraid of being stabbed by a knife, but this type of fear is not suitable for him.
Throwing away the umbrella, on the contrary, he may stimulate the curse in the umbrella because of his defensive action..."
"Wait! I got it!" Zatanna suddenly had an idea, snapped her fingers and said, "How about this? Schiller took this knife and committed a murder, and before he could hide the murder weapon
At that time, the police came..."
"He had to dispose of the murder weapon quickly to avoid being arrested by the police. If he wanted to hide such a long knife, one hand would definitely not be enough. In the panic, he would definitely have no time to take care of the umbrella!"
Zatanna was excited about her brilliant idea and planned to put it into practice immediately.
What Zatanna didn't notice was that at this moment, Batman's expression behind her became a little complicated.