The days of being a spiritual mentor in Meiman.

Chapter 1469 Asuka and Return (21)

The early spring in southwestern France is still damp and chilly, and the tender grass shoots that have just sprouted on the large grasslands on the left bank of the Dordogne River are bent over by the dew.

Expensive suit fabrics will condense in half an hour in such an air. It is rare for Schiller to put on a suit jacket immediately after waking up. Instead, he wears a white shirt, a dark brown vest, and no tie. Prevent expensive formal suits from getting wet and looking less crisp before the party.

This is a holiday villa located between a private winery and grape fields, which was temporarily lent to him by a wine collector who had met Schiller at a banquet in Montreal.

Although Schiller felt that he could also live in a mansion in the city, it was unreasonable to meet his old friends in France and Italy without bringing some gifts. The nearby wineries just happened to be able to buy red wine as gifts.

Originally, Schiller had many friends in Europe because of the age of his life and the nature of his work, and they were distributed in various industries. In addition to the exchanges in the academic circle, he maintained a good relationship with the aristocratic celebrities, wealthy families and other upper-class people in the old world. nice relationship.

In their view, Schiller spent the past few years in Gotham doing academic research in Gotham, and his published papers related to criminal psychology in the past few years also proved this, so his status in the academic circle It has not declined, on the contrary, it has improved, or the image has changed.

Originally, Schiller's social route was more popular. He maintained a good relationship with everyone he knew, and people thought he was stable and reliable, and worthy of making friends.

Then the steady, helpless scholar plunged into a cesspit and butterfly-swimmed for five years and came out with nothing to lose, which drastically changed the way Schiller's friends viewed him.

But this is also convenient for Schiller. After all, if he accidentally shows aggression that has never been shown before, it can also be explained that the tempering of Gotham has changed him.

Originally, Schiller's circle of friends was very high-quality. After traveling around the United States, Schiller became more and more sure that his choice to socialize was correct. Most of the people he met had common topics with him, except In addition to academics, they are also relatively compatible in terms of personal hobbies and lifestyles.

This actually made Schiller feel a little confused. He didn't feel that he was very similar to the original Schiller, and he didn't think that their friendship orientation would tend to be the same, but the friends he left did fully satisfy Schiller's social interaction. demand.

Schiller walked up the stairs to the first floor, rolling up his shirt cuffs as he made his way to the kitchen island.

He might live here for a while, so he checked the utensils in the kitchen in advance, and found that all kinds of kitchen utensils were complete, so he went to the nearest farm supermarket to do some shopping and filled up the refrigerator.

All Schiller knows how to cook, which is an important criterion for self-care ability. When he and Hal and Oliver were on vacation on the island, Schiller used local ingredients to cook and returned to a civilized kitchen. Cooking just got easier.

The ingredients in the farm supermarket are very fresh, but there are not many types. Most of them are root foods that are relatively easy to preserve. Fortunately, there are freshly slaughtered beef and mutton, bacon and goat cheese. There is still a bottle of Schiller in the cabinet. Finished red wine.

So he decided to make a red wine osso bucco, a baked potato wedge, a macaroni and cheese and bacon, and lye bread. Because of the lack of vegetables, Schiller decided to juice the vegetables instead of drinking coffee.

Schiller quickly finished preparing the dishes, but the dishes on the preparation tray were far more than the amount for one person. He had a visitor this morning, so he made an extra serving.

Twist the kneaded dough into the shape of a German knot, take out the freshly baked potato wedges, wipe the baking tray, and then send the bread baking tray into the oven. Schiller, who is about to finish cooking, stands in the middle of the kitchen and thinks for a while. Decided to make a cup of coffee.

There is no sophisticated coffee equipment here, let alone a butler on call, so Schiller decided to use a coffee pot. When he opened the cabinet to look for coffee beans, the doorbell rang.

Schiller dried his hands with a towel, went to the door and opened it. Standing outside was Bruce Wayne.

"Come in." Schiller opened the door a little wider.

Bruce walked in and smelled the aroma of baking bread. Schiller poured the freshly baked potato wedges onto a plate and placed them on the central island.

"Fortunately, I didn't expect you to bring red wine." Schiller said as he took out a bottle of red wine from the upper cabinet, put the glass in front of Bruce and said, "Even though there are three wineries within ten miles of here. "

"My bank card is frozen." Bruce took a potato wedge and put it in his mouth and said: "I checked the backstage of the Federal Reserve and found that the federal financial situation was in jeopardy just to deal with Thomas, so there was no borrowing. "

Schiller poured a glass of red wine for Bruce, and turned to grate the cheese. He turned his back to Bruce and asked without looking back, "How are the birds?"

"they are very good."

"Have you tried to make them better?"

"Of course, but I'm in no hurry to get to that part."

Bruce picked up another potato wedge and put it in his mouth, took a sip of the red wine that Schiller had just poured, and asked, "How was your trip?"

"Not bad, now about half of the New World and one-third of the Old World are happy to hear the news of your excellent graduation."

"My pleasure."

Schiller placed the shredded cheese on top of the pasta on the plate, and Bruce poked his head to the side, saw Schiller's movement, and said, "I don't want cheese with my portion."

"Tell me about the Robins," Schiller went on.

"There is nothing to say." Bruce recalled a little while holding the wine glass, and then said: "After you told me that they were coming in the tower, I slightly modified my image."

"Which way to modify?"

"As different as possible from Batman." Bruce picked the potato wedges on the plate with a fork, and continued: "Create a sense of contrast, let them find that they can't deal with the social interaction of this universe in the same way as Batman, so They’ll want to know what’s the right approach.”

"You want to lure them out to investigate at night?"

"No, I need to disarm their psychological defenses in a short period of time, so a more dangerous environment may be required."

"Alternating stimuli?"

"Yes, I know that if I act like I really want them to sleep, they will doubt my purpose, so when I leave Wayne Manor in the middle of the night, the most impatient of them will follow directly I."

"I thought it would be Jason who came, but I didn't expect that the natural son of the cosmic Batman has the opposite temper, but it doesn't matter, anyway, they will eventually follow Batman to the East."

"What was the first big shock you gave them? Positive feedback or negative feedback?"

Bruce covered his mouth with fists, and said vaguely: "I have considered positive feedback, I know Dick likes this, if I show him the good living environment of the children in the East, then he should agree with me resonate."

"But your plan to lure them out to investigate is to exclude Nightwing. Anyway, he is also the most stable of all Robins, and the least likely to follow you in a hurry."

"Yes, because I later thought that as long as he can understand my career, he can understand me. In fact, there is no rush, but the other two may need some shock."

"clown?"

Bruce nodded and said, "There is no elephant in the room, but if I put one in, no one can ignore it. This is to strengthen their sense of strangeness in the social environment, thereby weakening their sense of security."

"So what do you use next to solidify this stimulus?"

"New Arkham Psychiatric Hospital." Bruce picked up a potato wedge with a fork, but didn't eat it. Dirty and body slices were arranged in one day, and a few days ago, because her original classroom needed repairs, she moved the place where she did her homework to the only way upstairs."

"Two people who don't understand the rules of Arkham's operation will definitely cause a lot of trouble." Schiller shook his head, took the bread out of the oven, processed it, and put it in again for re-baking .

"Yes, they provoked more than a dozen serial killers along the way, and they were dragged in by Harley when they passed by the door."

"But what Halle is doing shouldn't have enough impact, right? As long as you have a little medical education background, you can adapt quickly." Schiller began to process vegetables and said.

"Yes." Bruce nodded again and continued: "But I learned in advance that Beelzebub's daughter will hold a wedding, and all the demon generals under him are vying for the treasure."

"I'm sending out news from hell that Gotham has a rare sinful heart, which was dug out by Harley and Victor before, and I went to take a look before."

"The demons want to buy it, but they can't find me, so they can only go to Constantine. It's not difficult to dig out the sinner's heart, but the difficulty is to preserve it. Constantine must have thought of a way for human beings to preserve the sinner's heart other than magic. Beyond that, it's just dense ice, and if he finds Victor, he can find Harley."

Schiller's hand that was putting vegetables into the juicer paused for a moment, and asked, "Did Constantine summon a demon?"

"No, a magician friend of Constantine summoned a demon."

"And when their negotiations were deadlocked, you stood up?" Schiller looked back at Bruce and asked, he thought for a while and then said: "Are you trying to use the devil's attitude towards you to deter them?  … No, maybe you want to show them how the new Arkham Mental Hospital works?"

Bruce nodded.

"Great." Schiller commented: "It's not in vain that I almost let the entire psychology community know about your excellent graduation."

"I can show them the changes in Gotham's light, but since they understand Gotham's dark knight better, then they must understand and admire the means of fighting darkness with darkness."

"But light is necessary." Schiller put the meal and vegetable juice on the island, and sat across from Bruce, looking him in the eyes.

"Yes, so today I asked Lex to adjust the clearing time a little earlier, so they will realize that my dark methods are effective and not just a madman's self-entertainment."

"They're used to admiring people like Batman who use dark ways to achieve bright ends, so they put me in a high position."

"Very well, there is only one last step left."

"I pretended to be unwell, gave them important tasks, affirmed them with a condescending attitude, and at the same time bound them in an environment with guilt and responsibility, so that they could not leave."

"Then then..."

"Birds will have trouble..." Bruce said with a raised eyebrow.

Schiller picked up the wine glass, Bruce also picked up the glass and touched him lightly, Schiller's voice echoed in the empty morning by the river.

"...and they can only rely on your guidance."

　Let me see who patronizes Shayale?

　
(End of this chapter)