The days of being a spiritual mentor in Meiman.

Chapter 1198 The Cry of the Lamb ([-])

"The first thing you did after merging with the clown to gain greater power and a more stable position. It turned out to be to create 'mediocre'."

"Before, there was a big difference between your language logic and behavior logic, but because there was no such contradiction, I didn't notice it, and the appearance of laziness made me feel very inconsistent."

"After you said you were going to merge with the Joker, I imagined a lot of scary scenarios, like you becoming crazier, more arrogant, more difficult to deal with."

"But the result I got was that I faced a more natural, peaceful, non-aggressive personality."

"Don't you think that taking the initiative to weaken your aggression is not in line with the characteristics of arrogance?" Bruce looked into Schiller's eyes and asked, "Shouldn't you be proud of your arrogance?"

As soon as Schiller opened his mouth to say something, Bruce went on to say: "This is completely different from your previous code of conduct. The sense of conflict brought about by the contradiction makes me feel a little strange."

"And when the morbidity appeared, this strange feeling became more obvious. You and the morbidity described this as an exam to test your teaching results...but why now?"

"If according to what you said, the sickness informed you a long time ago that there might be such an exam, have you ever thought about why he chose this time? Has there been any obvious change in our relationship? You Is there any special change in the teaching method, do you need additional investigation?"

"Still, the morbid actually realizes better than you that Schiller needs treatment. On a certain day, you must be treated, and he has been waiting for an opportunity, waiting for someone who may be able to treat you to appear, and he Disguising it all as an exam?"

Bruce blinked, paused and continued, "It's not hard to guess, he gave me a lot of clues."

"For example, he emphasized that he watched the tower being built and also helped all the personality traits grow and gave them names. He was your teacher and father. Then why, what you mentioned, the arrogant trait was replaced by the madness of the clown. He didn't appear in the story of contamination and division?"

Schiller froze for a moment, he looked at Bruce with an incredulous look and said, "You don't want to say that he deliberately let the clown virus contaminate one of his personality traits, and forcibly created the fateful entanglement between the two of us. Just to let you cure me?"

"I don't know if you have noticed that your opinion of me is completely opposite to that of the morbid. You think that I have no talent for studying psychology at all, but the morbid has praised my talent and talent more than once."

"But in fact, I did very badly in this so-called exam, at least in the first half."

"The second half wasn't much better," Schiller interrupted.

Bruce curled his lips helplessly, and said, "Well, the whole thing is terrible, so where did his praise and appreciation for me come from?"

"As a morbid state as opposed to normal, he helped you build a high tower of thinking, so it is possible, even if you don't go up to control your body, you can still observe your every move. He has been observing me."

"When he thinks that I have accumulated enough knowledge and practice to be able to improve your situation, he will tell you that the exam has begun."

"This is indeed an exam, but it's not a test of your teaching results, it's a test of whether I can put the plan to save you into practice given the right time, place, and conditions."

Schiller took the umbrella between his torso, put his hands on the handle of the umbrella, and looked at Bruce with a look like "I'm going to see what else you can say."

"And if you want to really treat you, the first step is to resist patriarchy." Bruce spread his hands and said, "The status of teachers and students is unequal. Teachers have natural authority. If there is a gap in status, it will never really affect you."

"This step was led by the sickness. He created an illusion for me that I failed the exam and I had to find a way to reverse this situation. He aroused my competitiveness and made me put A crime that does not exist has been planted on your head."

"In this way, you are no longer a teacher, but a prisoner, and the gap brought about by status and authority is smoothed out."

"Neither you nor I have noticed that the influence of this authority is more profound than imagined. For a long time, I have almost no room for independent thinking, and my talents and talents have not been utilized. "

"Because I don't know you, I'm always thinking about how to resist authority. Talent, inspiration and imagination are useless."

"And when you left and that authority was removed, I realized almost immediately that knowing, accepting, and understanding my illness was the only way to deal with all illnesses."

"And when I really know, accept and understand my sickness, I also understand your sickness, and what is the purpose of his series of seemingly unrelated actions."

"He's trying to find a way to treat people with autism other than trying to pretend to be normal, trying to pretend he's cured."

"But he is an autistic person himself, and he can never jump out of this disease to look at all problems from a more objective perspective. He may think that I can find the answer to this question."

"Actually, I don't know why he has such confidence. According to what you said, you were contaminated by the clown's madness the first time we met. In other words, you may be sick when we first met. That’s how much confidence I have.”

"Professor Schiller, you have some kind of judgment based on facts for all of us. Although I don't know where this judgment comes from, it is clear that you have great confidence in this judgment."

Schiller seemed a little sluggish. Everything Bruce said was so ridiculous, but so reasonable.

Of course Schiller knew where, and where else could his judgments about everyone in Gotham be based on facts other than facts?He is a time traveler, and this is the world of the comics he has read.

Because of this, what Bruce said could be done by a morbid person seems very reasonable.

Morbid is Schiller, too, and he knows Batman the way everyone else does—Batman is the smartest man in the entire universe, and he has the answers to all his questions.

It is also very likely to include the answer to how to fundamentally cure an autistic patient.

Schiller focused on the umbrella propped on the ground because he felt dizzy.

He thought of another fact—all his gifts and talents actually came from the pathology, the scholar-type autism, which gave him memory, logic and reasoning abilities far beyond ordinary people.

Morbidity is the genius Schiller in the true sense.

No matter how to lay out a long yarn-like plan, and then wind it into a yarn ball, Sick Schiller is the founder and the best.

"After I realized this, I immediately contacted Davis by buying a large number of participants in the Lamb Project. It is not difficult. There are no people in this world who want to deal with criminals out of hatred or justice. Most people just want to go to work and earn money.”

Amanda next to him stared wide-eyed at Davis who had handed the remote control to Bruce before. Davis sighed softly, looked at Amanda and said, "I give my ex-wife and daughter more than 30 dollars a year. Ten thousand dollars in child support, and I want to give my daughter a violin."

"Through Davis, I learned that Amanda has a personal enmity with you. She tried to control you through Dr. Fitzgibbon's research results. I realized that this might be a good opportunity."

"So, I asked Davis to contact Dr. Fitzgibbon, and asked him to inject a nano-neural controller into your spine, but changed the remote control. Now the one in my hand is the real remote control device."

Bruce shook the remote control device in his hand, and Schiller snorted coldly and said, "What's the use of the remote control? I can control the fog at any time and devour those nano bugs."

"Of course you can, but I have to remind you that Morbid likes them very much, and he just broke through his own rules and used special abilities just to keep you from getting more embarrassed."

Schiller's expression immediately froze, and Bruce smiled and said, "That's what I'm talking about, those parts of patriarchy that exclude power...love."

Schiller knows that for autistic patients, they prefer a day-to-day, regular, and repetitive life. Some autistic patients will be extremely anxious and irritable when the routine of life is suddenly broken. Just like in the movie "Rain Man".

Schiller took a deep breath. He also knew that the morbidity had existed since he was born. He was more adapted to the original world where everyone had no superpowers. This was part of the law of his life, and he took the initiative to break this law. .Must suffer.

But the fact is, the morbid and timely use of Flash caused Bruce to choke a little of the blood poured in, and most of it remained in his mouth.

And if Bruce really poured all that cup of blood into Schiller's mouth just now, the arrogant Schiller with a cleanliness would not just cough.

It is absolutely impossible for the arrogant Schiller to accept that he drinks blood, which is unsterilized, unheated, and raw blood without any treatment.

Schiller's arrogance is also partly reflected in the posture of civilized and elegant modern people. What is the difference between drinking blood like this and primitive people?
The important thing is that arrogant Schiller has always insisted on the norms of being a teacher, and drinking the blood of a student is the most ruthless violation of this norm.

What's even more frightening is that for a person with obsessive-compulsive disorder, it's not enough to spit out what they drink, just like taking a photo to confirm that the door is locked is enough to suppress the urge to go back and check.

The fact that it's already established that it's not perfect can cause a great deal of anxiety, no less than a broccoli allergy symptom.

Schiller stood still and took several deep breaths. He looked down at his blood-stained hands, and his Adam's apple moved slightly, as if he was trying to suppress his uncomfortable expression.

At this time, a towel was handed over, and Bruce walked up to Schiller, passed the towel forward, and said, "Here."

Schiller coughed twice, the smell of blood filling his mouth and nose made him feel uncomfortable, so he still took the towel and wiped the blood on his face, neck and hands.

But Bruce turned and walked back to the door, whispering something to Davis.

About a minute later, with a bang, the door was knocked open, and heavily armed security personnel rushed in and aimed their guns at Schiller in the room.

"Stand against the wall immediately! We're going to take you into custody!"

As the security personnel at the front yelled, several escorts behind pushed in the cage that had previously transported Schiller.

Schiller's eyes fell on Bruce's face, and Bruce just said blankly: "Sorry, Professor, the visiting time is up, you should go back."

"Or, you can turn into gray mist and leave here. Anyway, it won't be long before all kinds of troubles related to me will come to you."

Seeing Schiller's expression getting colder, Bruce looked down at the ground, then looked up at him and said, "Believe me, the prison is not for you, but for your pure land. These strict security measures are to ensure that trouble won't find you."

Schiller showed a sneer. He raised his hands and let the escort who came over put him in a straitjacket. He stared into Bruce's eyes and said, "...This is actually a personal enmity, isn't it?"

Bruce nodded calmly, and he said, "There is another advantage of accepting being sick. I don't have to be a saint anymore, and of course I can retaliate."

Schiller took a deep breath, then nodded vigorously, and laughed in a low voice:

"I would never have imagined that in this world, there would be a Batman who takes love as a knife, let alone that one day, Batman would admit that he has selfish intentions."

Bruce walked slowly in front of Schiller, he took the mask from the escort and put it on Schiller's face,
In the empty room, Bruce reached out to press the mask, stared into Schiller's eyes and said, "...I didn't expect that either."

Schiller turned his head to the side vigorously, shook off his mask, then stared at Bruce and said, "For the sake of our teachers and students, let me make a phone call before telling me to shut up."

Bruce stared at him for a while, the faces of both of them were very calm, but under the surface of silence and calm, there seemed to be huge waves surging under the current.

After a few seconds, Bruce turned his head slowly and shook his head at Davis. Soon, a phone was sent over. Schiller said the number, Bruce dialed, and then Bruce put the receiver on Schiller's ear.

After a few busy tones, Schiller said to the other end:
"Lucifer, a child overcame his father and gained power."

"I'm willing to gamble and lose, I want to keep the last bit of decency, so I won't be entangled, and of course I will let him go free."

"Now, the outer cover of this car is yours, open the door."

(End of this chapter)