American Comics: Opening Guidance Batman

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Stark, who was standing by the door, was stunned for a moment. For a moment, he didn't realize what the logic of Schiller's behavior was.

Hiding in the closet for fear of outsiders? But when the two of them came in, the young Schiller did not stop them. If they were afraid, they could not open the door for them at all.

Stark paused for a while, then walked into the bedroom. This was a very small bedroom. The bed in the bedroom was made from a crib. Is just separated from the mother to sleep on his own.

Stark walked around the cot to the front of the closet. He pushed the door slightly and found that the door didn't move at all.

He put his fingers into the gap of the cabinet door and tried to open the cabinet door, but the door remained motionless. Stark took a few steps back again and looked at the wardrobe.

It was a huge solid wood wardrobe, which looked like a handmade product from the previous era. There were some cartoon stickers on the door of the cabinet, and the height should be that of the young Schiller.

Stark looked left and right, and found that the gap in the cabinet door was actually very small, and the cabinet was completely dark. Le didn't move at all, and it was hard to see that there was a child in this cabinet.

After observing for a long time, there was no other clue. Stark could only squat down and align his gaze with Schiller in the cabinet. The two looked at each other through the narrow gap in the middle of the cabinet door.

At this time, Stark found that Schiller's eyes were not looking at him, but staring at the place where he stood before. Stark stood up, took two steps back, turned and walked to the bedroom door, took a look Where he stood, there was nothing unusual there.

Steve also came over. The two stood by the door of the bedroom, and they could both see Schiller's eyes. Steve looked back at the living room and said, "He may be looking into the living room through the door."

Hearing this, Stark walked quickly to the living room, looked back to confirm the direction of Schiller's line of sight, then took a step forward and stood beside the sofa.

He found that Schiller's eyes seemed to fall on the sofa. Stark flipped the sofa and found nothing unusual. Just when he moved the sofa, the carpet in front of the sofa was wrinkled. Steve, who followed him, shrugged his nose and said:

"Did you smell it? It seems to smell of blood..."

Stark stood up, looked around, and then set his eyes on the curved folds of the carpet. He took a deep breath and seemed to have some foreboding. Lift up the carpet.

There's blood underneath.

This carpet, which seemed to have no problems on the surface, was lifted, and there was a large circular dark blood stain underneath. It looked like it had dried up for a long time, but it still had an odor.

In an instant, Stark turned his head and set his eyes on the photo of a family of three that he had put aside.

He picked up the photo frame, pressed his fingers on the photo, and his knuckles turned white. Obviously, the answer he guessed made him feel a little suffocated.

Steve looked down at the bloodstain, and then turned to look at Schiller, who was hiding in the cupboard. He turned and walked back to the bedroom, then crouched in front of the cupboard and looked at the young Schiller through the gap. He said:

"Don't be afraid, we're not bad people, can you open the door? We'll protect you..."

The young Schiller didn't answer, and didn't put his eyes on his face. He just kept staring at that point, as if he was focusing on something. Steve took a deep breath and heard the sound behind him. There were footsteps and he turned his head, and Stark with a pale face appeared behind him.

The two came to the bedroom door, Stark held the photo frame in his hand, and said:

"This is Schiller's conscious world, and all the things that exist here are actually 'images', that is to say, they all represent a certain memory of Schiller.

"I have tried to develop my conscious space after I first entered the Temple of Mind and toured it, so I understand that some things that exist in conscious space are not what they seem on the surface, but symbolic."

Steve turned his head and looked at the pool of blood under the carpet, he said, "I'm pretty sure that it's human blood, but the blood shed by any one person won't show such a regular circle, it's just right It's blocked by the carpet, which may mean..."

Steve's tone sank: "...a tragic incident happened here."

"In the psychology books I've read, it was mentioned that when people remember something, they instinctively grasp the point of stimulation. Perhaps, Schiller, who had witnessed a tragic event, was killed by blood and The smell of blood was aroused, so the image of this tragic incident in his memory was bloodstains under the carpet."

Stark sighed and said, "Based on the existing clues, we can probably infer what happened to Schiller's childhood..."

"The medical records in his parents' bedroom show that Schiller suffers from autism. Although the specific type of autism spectrum is not specified on those pieces of paper, his parents identified him early on. , and actively treat him."

"Schiller has had sensory integration training for a long period of time, at least two years, in the latter part of the training, he has almost recovered, at least has recovered most of his language skills."

"But, maybe in the month when the medical records were interrupted..." Stark pursed his lips, his tone slowed down, and it sounded like he didn't really want to go on:

"His parents may have been killed."

Stark turned his head and glanced at the young Schiller, who was still hiding in the cabinet and peeping through the gap in the cabinet door. When the other party came downstairs or rushed into the corridor, he already knew that he had no way out."

"If you were Schiller's parents, what would you do?" Stark looked at Steve and asked. Steve's face was also very gloomy. He said:

"I will definitely protect my child as soon as possible."

"Perhaps, his parents did the same..." Stark lowered his head, and the already low voice that could not be lower echoed in the room, like a deep twilight drum.

"They'll let him hide, in the biggest closet in the house, and more importantly..."

When Stark said this, there was already a breath of pain due to empathy in his tone. He and Steve were both staring at the gap in the wardrobe. Between the changes of light in the dark night, they seemed to see the appearance of the three of them. The mother in the group photo squatted outside the cabinet, looking at his child through the gap, and let out a dying cry:

"Don't talk! Don't make a sound! Don't make any noise, don't respond to whatever you hear..."

And the children who have just accepted the language enlightenment and can express their magnificent inner world through language, just like this, they have returned to the silent world with no door to the outside world.

Steve covered his face, he sat down against the door frame of the bedroom wall, just like before, when these kinds of details were presented in front of him, it was far more cruel than listening to a story.

"When people with dissociative identity disorder, that is, multiple personalities, split their first personality, they often try to escape some reality they don't want to face. I think, maybe because of this, Schiller split into another personality. , to escape childhood trauma..."

Instead, Stark's tone became quiet, he reached out and pulled Steve up, and said, "Don't stop here, we've got to find Schiller, no matter what he's been through, I think we can heal him , just like...he used to treat us."

With Stark in the front and Steve behind, the two walked out of the room and returned to the corridor, their moods still could not calm down for a long time.

In their impressions, Schiller is a relatively cheerful person, despite being vicious, demanding money, a riddle person, watching the fun without being a big deal, and having a bottomless moral bottom line, and in the process of getting along with them, everyone Talking and laughing, I don't think there is anything special.

But many times, it hurts only when there are comparisons. Stark’s parents died unexpectedly, and he felt very miserable. When he learned that his parents were killed by Steve’s old teammate, the Winter Soldier, he felt even worse. But he now feels that, at any rate, Howard has been with him for a while. Although he often drinks heavily, he is still a good father when he is sober.

And the young Schiller they just met was very young, and he could hardly speak because of autism~www.NovelMTL.com~ In other words, he may not have said a few words to his parents, and his parents would Has been brutally murdered.

Moreover, Stark felt that he hadn't faced the scene of his parents' death at all, otherwise, he didn't know if he would use split personality to escape reality like Schiller.

Thinking of this, Stark quickened his pace, he came to the stairs, and then looked up, the upper floor was still silent.

Stark and Steve came to the second floor. There were few rooms here, and none of them could be opened. Stark looked at one of the door handles and said, "Did you find it? If the door handle And the lock is special, it means that there may be someone inside, and this..."

Stark looked at the doorknob, it was a very ordinary spherical doorknob, exactly the same as the handles of the two doors they had seen before, Stark shook his head and said, "There may not be Schiller's personality in it, Probably where he stored other things."

"That is to say, we have to find a special place for the door handle to find the rest of his personality?"

"That's right, next, you go to the third floor, I'll go to the fourth floor until I find the special door handle."

After speaking, the two began to act separately. Steve was in charge of the odd-numbered floors, and Stark was in charge of the even-numbered floors. The two searched for a long time. In the end, it was Stark who found a special place on the tenth floor. Beside the railing of the patio, wave to Steve downstairs:

"Come here! This is a very special place, come here,

Steve hurried up and came to Stark. The two of them looked up at the sign on the door, which read three big words:

"madhouse".