The days of being a spiritual mentor in Meiman.

Chapter 1197 The Cry of the Lamb ([-])

"Bruce... Wayne!!!"

Schiller staggered to his feet, and as soon as he took a deep breath, he felt the bloody taste in his mouth.

As soon as he lowered his head, he saw the blood on the chest, cuffs and trousers of the crumpled prison uniform, as well as the blood on the ground where the shoes stepped on, wiped away by the steps of the two when they were fighting.

Schiller reached out a hand, wiped his lips with the heel of the outside of the palm, gritted his teeth, bared his teeth, and stared at Bruce in front of him.

Bruce had to admit that when the professor in front of him completely lost his elegant appearance, he had the embarrassment of a cornered beast, and also a natural ferocity.

In this state, Bruce saw the essence of Schiller, as if he had never come out of the mental hospital and abnormal life in his memory.

Now, Bruce finally understands why Schiller has been pursuing an ordinary life.

And what he once said, the fact that autistic patients cannot be cured is not the imagination of mental patients. When they tear off their disguise, they seem to be still trapped in frantic and dazed adolescence.

Seeing Schiller's aggressive posture, Bruce suddenly realized that he was not flustered.

Perhaps this is because fear always comes from the unknown, and when he understands Schiller, he has the confidence to deal with him with a calm attitude.

Bruce turned sideways, took a big step back to the side, out of the direction Schiller was looking at, raised the hand near the door, and pointed hard towards the door.

"She did it."

Sure enough, Schiller looked in the direction of Bruce's finger, and then saw Amanda who was as confused as him.

Of course Schiller will not be so easily distracted, but when he saw Amanda, he found that this face had appeared in the memory of the original Schiller, so he began to instinctively recall Amanda thing.

"Are you that stupid girl who only went on a rampage when chasing the murderer, and almost fell into a trap and was burned to death in the newsstand?"

"What did you say?!!"

Both of them looked very surprised, and Amanda added an extra layer of anger. Up to now, she still hasn't figured out what is going on.

Why is Bruce Wayne suddenly drawing his own blood?Why put blood in a cup and feed it to Schiller?Why did Schiller suddenly break free in a magical way?Why did the two of them suddenly fight?Why did they fight and hug each other again?Why do you seem to be fighting again after hugging?
Amanda was at a loss for the first time, because she also studied psychology systematically, and her grades were very good, so she also kept in mind that sentence, that is, never be interested in the spiritual world of a mental patient.

Coupled with her tragic life experience, she hated serial killers very much, so she never tried to understand them.

But at this time, for the first time, she felt a feeling of confusion and regret, because she found that there were more mental patients around her than she imagined, and they all seemed to live in another world, which Amanda couldn't understand at all. their actions and words.

It's like someone threw a super cool party, but she was not invited, Amanda, like every normal person who often deals with mental patients, even began to wonder whether the world is crazy or she is crazy up.

But Schiller's words brought her back to reality. She quickly walked out from behind the table, stared at the embarrassed Schiller, and raised her voice and asked, "What did you just say?!!!"

"Are you Amanda Waller?" Schiller asked again, and after seeing Amanda's eyes, he said, "I think you got one thing wrong, the object of your hatred and the object of your revenge." , I’m not alone, I’m not the Schiller you know.”

"Of course, I inherited his memory, and his evaluation of you is not bad. A stupid girl who was dazzled by hatred and acted recklessly. She almost died in the trap set by a serial killer. She is not suitable for this job. If he hadn't left too hastily at that time, he would have suggested you change careers."

Amanda's lips began to tremble constantly, she stared at Schiller with an unbelievable gaze, her reason told her that Schiller was completely insane and talking nonsense, but the serious look on Schiller's face told She, this is all her former teacher's evaluation of her.

Is there anything in this world that is more frustrating than being persuaded to change careers after you have almost passed through the south wall with your own iron skills?

Schiller took a deep breath, slowly straightened his body, looked at Amanda with some helplessness and said, "The so-called clues you found to kill your family were actually left by serial killers on purpose."

"He is a very typical spiritual sadist. He just wanted to see you begging for an answer but not getting an answer. When he got a glimmer of hope and thought he was not far from victory, he was burned alive."

"The newsstand where you thought there were important clues is actually the place he chose for you to be burned. As long as you go in, you will be locked inside and die in despair."

Amanda looked at Schiller blankly, and after a while, she slowly said, "You mean, you actually showed up there that day to save me?"

But under her surprised gaze, Schiller shook his head again, and said: "I'm not that kind, there is a newsstand, I went there to buy newspapers, and I removed the ignition device because it was hung On the shelf, blocking me from looking at the magazines below."

Amanda was stunned, and after dozens of seconds, she took a deep breath, grabbed her hair with both hands and screamed: "Do you think I will believe you?!! You bloody cunning liars! ! You will do anything to make people miserable!!! I will not be fooled again!!!"

"What I said before was right, you are really not suitable for this job." Schiller looked Amanda up and down, and said in a very calm tone: "I guess, your grades should be good, but you lack It must have been inspired by talent, and a little too emotional."

The extremely angry Amanda seemed to think of something, she immediately took out a remote control from the inside pocket of her suit, and pressed it on Schiller.

Schiller didn't respond, but looked at Bruce again and said, "...but she's doing well."

Amanda froze in place.

Bruce raised his hands and took two steps back. The next second he snapped his fingers, the door opened, a figure walked in and handed Bruce a remote control.

Bruce tapped a button on the remote.

Schiller froze for a moment, and dispersed into a cloud of gray mist with a "bang".

"Grey mist, what's going on? What's on my back?" Schiller asked in amazement, "What happened just now? Why can't I move?"

"They implanted some strange little bugs in you. They call them nano-nerve controllers." Gray Mist replied very well-behaved.

"Then why didn't you swallow them while you were fixing the wounds on my back?" Schiller asked.

"Uh, I'm a symbiont, so I don't quite understand your human's definition of something good or bad, but I can feel that before the morbid control of the body, during the implant surgery, his excitement was very strong, Almost breaking through the threshold, he seems to like this kind of thing very much, so I don't think I can destroy them privately."

In an instant, the gray fog disappeared without a trace, and Bruce rolled on the spot, avoiding the fog that suddenly appeared behind him. Three bat darts pierced the air with a cold light, and passed through the fog.

The next second, Bruce raised his arm to block in front of him, the tip of the umbrella knife flashed coldly, and there was a "swish", blood spattered.

"If I'm not wrong." Bruce said calmly while grabbing the stool next to Schiller's umbrella, "I'll know that I've bribed Davis long ago, and I also know that through Davis I have influenced you." Dr. Fitzgibbon, who operated on you, knows I'm trying to control you."

Schiller stopped attacking. He stood still, holding an umbrella in one hand and leaning on the wall in the other. He looked at Bruce and said, "What the hell are you trying to do?"

"When I calmed down and thought carefully about every word he said to me, I found that he had already told me the answer, and the way to deal with you natural killers was hidden in his self-consistent logic. "

"Sickness said that he is not a social human being. He used a set of logic to demonstrate why he is not a social human being. For example, he does not participate in the emotional exchange in normal society, so naturally he does not need to meet the guidelines formulated for emotional exchange."

"But it just reminds me of an obvious fact - if you don't participate in emotional exchanges, you are not a social human being, so why do you live in this society?"

"Why don't you go find a deep mountain and old forest and live alone until you die of old age?"

"Admit it, you need this society, not this society needs you. No matter how talented you are, human civilization does not rely on one or two geniuses to get to where it is today... This is what Marxism told me."

"Since you have in fact enjoyed all the resources brought about by the modern society composed of ordinary people, don't think about leaving everything clean when you need to take responsibility. You want to enjoy the prosperity without obeying the rules. , There is no such good thing in this world.”

Schiller slowly lowered the umbrella, and Bruce lowered the arm holding the stool.

Schiller exhaled lightly, and he stared straight at Bruce's face, as if he didn't know him.

"This fact makes me understand that all the indifferent and cruel natural killers are not as invulnerable as they appear. They want this society, so they naturally have weaknesses."

Schiller lowered his eyes slowly, and he pursed his lips, as if unwilling, but Bruce still looked at him and said:

"In every patriarchal handover process, no father is willing to admit that he is old, just like every teacher hopes that students can learn more from them, but when students really learn everything, And they panic that their place in society might be displaced."

"This is because they are not sure whether the children who have taken over the power really love them, and whether they will ruthlessly sit back and watch them lose power and be abandoned by society."

Bruce saw Schiller's fingertips start to tremble slightly, so he looked into Schiller's eyes and asked him, "How does my blood taste?"

Schiller paused for a moment, then looked up at Bruce with an unbelievable look, Bruce shrugged slightly and said, "I'm sorry, but anyway, you have already drunk my blood."

"You'll never be able to get rid of Batman's entanglement, but it also means that when I try to integrate into the society of ordinary people, you can't leave, and no one can drive you away, because They couldn't get rid of me."

Bruce stood where he was, and when the light shone on his face, long shadows spread down his eyebrows. At this moment, Schiller realized how much he had changed from four years ago.

Perhaps in the past four years, Bruce has not been standing still, but like all Batmen, he has accumulated strength and killed him with one blow.

"I have thought countless times, how can I save such a complicated autistic patient?" Bruce said slowly.

"I thought about all the conditions that were not in my favor and tried to overcome them one by one, but because it was difficult, for a long time, the plan couldn't move forward, and I felt very hopeless."

"But then, I discovered one thing. In fact, you have been trying to save yourself, but you didn't realize it yourself."

"Including, you constantly emphasize the identity of ordinary people, do your best to abide by social norms, or the Gotham norms, limit yourself within a range, and wander on the boundary between civilized society and wilderness."

"You took the initiative to merge with the clown, not to gain more power, but you don't want this lunatic to break the rules you are trying to abide by."

"All your restlessness comes from anxiety, from the anxiety of being abandoned by ordinary people's society."

"Because of the mental patient's unconsciousness, these instinctive actions from you have been rationalized by you with other reasons, and what made me realize this is the emergence of laziness."

(End of this chapter)