Schizophrenia

Of course, Bruce couldn't find anything in the end. He only found a few words in the Indian Hill Project, and he couldn't check more information.Although I asked Fox to try to restore the information more than ten years ago, Bruce didn't intend to gamble to death on this.

When I went to see the magician again, the magician looked at him with a strange expression: "Who is it?" Batman was a little confused by the first sentence the magician said, "I don't know," the magician asked himself, "Forget it, I guess you don't know." After finishing speaking, he turned his head to look at the sky outside the window and stopped talking.

Batman noticed that the magician's physical condition seemed to be much better than the one he met before, at least the magician was not so excited when he entered the door: "Did you remember something?" Looking at the woman sitting in the corner of the room, Once or twice was fine, and ten times out of ten, Batman knew the woman was up to him.

"Should I remember something?" The magician looked at Batman calmly, "I think it's a bit bloody."

Batman didn't miss the woman's snorting laughter in the corner. The magician seemed to be in a good mood because she made the beauty laugh, and the eyebrows and eyes were curved with the smile: "Right, the car accident amnesia can't be cured, I think I took it." Three things." He gestured exaggeratedly.

The woman sitting in the monitoring chair really couldn't hold back this time, and burst out laughing.

"Do you remember?" Batman pursed his lips and looked at the young man in front of him, unable to tell whether he was mostly disappointed or grateful.While not expecting Magic to get his best boost, the threat of artificial intelligence is hard for him to take lightly, especially after Sis has shown him some of his abilities.

"Remember what?" The magician didn't seem to understand what he was asking, but just looked at him blankly, "Should I remember something? There is no past between us, so don't worry too much about it." He slapped his palms up and down, and grinned.

"Be polite, Ann." Although the woman sitting on the seat said so, her expression was full of connivance, "If you are so impolite, others will say that you have no tutor. Although I don't expect to get married, you are going to get married Yes. Sooner or later no one will marry me if things go on like this, and I will also have a headache."

"Got it, old woman." Rolling his eyes, Batman saw a rare sincere smile on the magician's face.The weird smile of the magician all the time became less obtrusive at this moment.This is what a magician should look like all the time, and this is what ST's future star will look like.

These words flashed in Batman's mind, and his heart moved when he saw the carefree young man.

Perhaps the disappearance of Sis is a good thing for the magician.After all, the uncertainty brought about by artificial intelligence is too great. Batman feels that it is difficult for him to control some actions of the magician. Some of the actions of the magician are beyond ordinary people. I am afraid that Sis is involved in it. After all, the technology aspect, Don't make it too obvious.

Maybe it would be nice if Sis just left the magician and lived with him the way he is now...

"Ann, what do you want to eat?" The woman got up and left the guardianship chair, speaking softly to the magician.Batman looked at the involuntary smile on the magician's face. Although it was real, it made him a little uncomfortable: "Anything is fine," he heard the magician say, "as long as you do it."

"Oh, then I'm going to cook in the dark," the woman frowned, "Mr. Wayne, it's time for him to rest." The meaning of chasing guests should not be too obvious.But Batman is not the kind of thin-skinned person. In fact, when he was Bruce, his face was very thick.

"Then you stay too," the magician never took his eyes off Sis when he spoke from Sis.Batman looked at such a magician, his eyes were full and he could only see one person, and an indescribable emotion suddenly rose in his heart, as if he had such a pair of eyes looking at him...

It did, but he lost it.

"But, didn't you say you were hungry?" Sis seemed a little confused, but Batman noticed that the magician's expression froze for a second after such an action.Although it is very inconspicuous, it is already very obvious to Batman who regards the magician as his opponent and has studied it seriously for several months.

"I don't want to eat your dark food, okay, just go downstairs and buy me some bread or sandwiches~" Because the other hand is holding a bottle, and it seems that someone is forcibly tied to the iron railing beside it, holding it Clasping hands with one hand pretending the other is free to move is a little funny.

Sis shook his head irrefutably: "I'll come up right away, be obedient~"

"Yes, yes~" the magician shook his head and gave a sweet smile, "I am the most obedient, is there any reward?"

"Little ghost, don't let me treat you as one or twelve when you are 21." Open the door, "Don't talk to strangers, especially strangers who are transvestites."

The magician stuck out his tongue and made a gesture of obedience, but when the door closed, he changed another face: "When did you come last time?" The expression was so indifferent that Batman was shocked.

What happened when he wasn't here, and if he didn't know, not even the magician knew.No, the magician knows what happened, but not who did it.Batman has spent many years in his heart, but in the end it is an unmoving disguise.

"Rare things that interest you."

"It doesn't look like you," said the magician a second time, "I don't think it could be you either."

Batman gave silence, and it is the best action to stand still at this moment.He watched the magician staring at the door of the room, as if he was in a daze, and he seemed to be waiting for someone: "It..."

"She." The magician corrected Batman's name. "She doesn't like being called that."

"Do you know what she is?" Batman was shocked, as if he would never understand what the magician was thinking.

"That's Ann." The magician said seriously, "My Ann."

Batman responded silently, just looked at the magician, watched him keep his eyes on the door of the room, and turned to leave.

He wanted to get rid of the Indian Hill project, maybe he should look for the researchers who survived that year, no matter who the magician was talking about, I am afraid they were the insiders of the artificial man project.By the way, he needs to read some books on psychology. The mental state of a magician is already somewhat deformed.