Schizophrenia

The so-called loneliness is probably when you finally complete an incredible thing, but there is no one to share it with.

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"Huh? Bruce, you look very..." Before Jacob could finish his sentence, he was strangled by the neck and pressed against the wall.Because of Bruce's excessive strength, the stone wall shattered, and the two fell to the floor due to inertia.Jacob spit out a mouthful of blood because of the impact.

He dared say his ribs were broken because of the force of the impact and the uneven stone bricks behind him.

Bruce's eyes were red, he stared at Jacob, whose face was pale but the corners of his mouth were red, pinched his neck, watched his face become paler due to lack of oxygen, his eyes were bloodshot, looked at him The arc of the corner of his mouth got bigger and bigger, and then he let go of his hand, sat on the ground and pulled his hair.

The sudden rise made Jacob cough and pant violently.His eyes were filled with physical tears, and his blue eyeballs, which were slightly dim against the bloodshot background, stared at Bruce: "Little Red Flower, do you like it?" Although he was rejected a few hours ago, he still wanted to ask this question.

"Why." Bruce tugged at his own hair, "doing this?"

Jacob knew what Bruce was asking, but he wasn't obliged to answer, was he?

"Jacob, that's human life!" Bruce stared at Jacob, "That's..." Hundreds of living human lives.

"So?" Jacob coughed and tried to give Bruce a habitual smile, then wiped it away, realizing that he might have gone too far, "I mean, sorry?" He paused, not quite sure What should be said at this time to win Bruce's favor.

Bruce looked at Jacob with a look of a monster, and for the first time knew that there was such a gap between him and Jacob: "Why did you do this?" He asked again, looking at the long-grown man in front of him. big man.

"Sis said," Jacob's eyes were blank, "If you want you to accept me, you have to see the real me." He didn't seem to understand why Bruce asked, "Knowing the real you, Only then will you truly accept me." He smiled harmlessly, "Now, have you accepted me?"

Bruce just felt cold, and he looked at Jacob as if he was meeting him for the first time.

All the while, the Magician he'd known was able to back down, to back down when he insisted.The children of the past three years had a unique innocence that made him think that the magician was not some kind of murderous guy.Jacob, who tolerated all kinds of Dick, made him believe in his own opinion even more.

But forget, from the beginning, he was a lunatic.A lunatic who can be friends with the clown and do whatever it takes to achieve his goal.The magician uses ST to protect himself, so that he will not be thrown into a closed prison, and ST is not restraining the magician, so that he will not make too much shackles.

"Nai, Nai~" Jacob's eyes were full of fanaticism, "Will you love me now?"

"Sis, what else did I say to you?" Bruce lowered his eyes, remembering what he had done to trick Gordon.

"She said, as long as I do this, you will accept me." Jacob smiled like the afternoon sun, but it could only make Bruce feel cold, "He said that if you still can't see the real me, Then go to Alfred." He was unguarded, like a blank sheet of paper, ready to answer any question.

This is the real magician.

Free and undisciplined, unscrupulous for the purpose, willing to give everything for the answer.

Or, this is the real artificial intelligence, Sis.

Who used who, who manipulated whom, is no longer important.It doesn't matter if the magician Sis has his eye on Batman or Jacob has his eye on Bruce.Whether that so-called sister is Jacob's split personality or an actual artificial intelligence is irrelevant.

It's too dangerous.

Bruce lowered his eyes, looking at the potion in his hand.That was what he asked Lei Xiaogu for, the water from the Sahara Pool.He has consulted many psychiatrists and knows that there is a way to solve it once and for all.After all, it is only a sub-personality, and the things it can do are very limited.

"So, do you love me?" Bruce raised his hand to touch Jacob's cheek, "Tell me." He didn't want an answer, just wanted to distract Jacob.He looked into Jacob's shining eyes, and plunged the medicine in his hand into his neck without hesitation.

"Ah Fu," Bruce said to the person standing at the corner, "don't come down." After speaking, he hugged Jacob who had fainted and walked towards the Batcave.

Batman watched the magician for a long time, and Bruce watched Jacob for a long time.Either way, the magician has one obvious area of ​​obscurity: the nape of his neck.It's just that this is a place to defend for all people who can fight, so I never think about it.

Until one day, Batman saw a picture of a baby in the mother's womb.Roll into a ball and keep your back out.That is the safest posture in the subconscious mind, the posture that needs to be protected, and the posture that has reliance.

Then he remembered that the magician likes to touch the back of his neck, thought of the time when he forgot his other self in the League of Assassins, remembered the object that claimed to be artificial intelligence, and never appeared in front of him at the same time as the magician Things, reminding me of the meaning of the existence of sisters, it is blood relationship.

The reason why a magician can do magic is because of his overdeveloped brain, because he can be highly equivalent to the molecular structure around him.Since Batman has a way to stop himself from spreading, he naturally has a way to reversely close his highly developed brain and let him return to the ranks of ordinary people.

All along, the magician has relied on nothing more than his overdeveloped mind.

"I love you," Jacob, who was already awake on the operating table, looked at Bruce, "Can you talk to me?"

Bruce didn't look back, and turned his back to the magician, handling the potion in his hand.

"Brucey, have you ever heard that when you say I love you a thousand times, it means that we will always be together." The magician's voice was very soft, and he was tied to the operating table without looking back Bruce could feel his gentle and begging eyes.

"Then I've said I love you a thousand times, do you want to consider saying 'I love you' to me once too?"

Bruce was unmoved, he finished extracting the medicine in his hand, turned around and looked coldly at the person lying on the operating table.The surrounding big red flowers hadn't had time to remove, and Alfred hadn't had time to clean up the magician's ceremony to torment Batman, but it didn't matter anymore.

"I love you." The magician said to Batman who was walking in.

With a cold face, Batman inserted the needle in his hand into the magician's arm, and then hung the potion aside.He needs to perform a minor operation on the magician. After all, after the body scan, he has obtained the secret that the magician can control the electronic equipment all the time.In addition to the signal device buried in the body, there are many transmitters.

Magicians themselves are highly active, developed brains capable of mimicking electrical signals.These signals are operated externally through Kryptonian technology in his body that surpasses current technology, giving people the illusion that he can control objects.As long as the annunciators in his body are removed and his hyperactive brain is blocked, the magician is just an ordinary person.

"I love you." The magician hummed softly, like a lullaby to put a child to sleep.

Over and over again, and did not leave a mark on Batman's heart.

Looking at Batman's stern expression and his smooth movements, the magician knew that things were irreversible.In the first place, he shouldn't have fallen in love with the man who saw through his plan: "I love you." This is his disaster, but it's a pity that An Sang was accidentally involved.

That child is very soft-hearted: "I love you."

[You may have a superior IQ and be able to control people's hearts, but what else?What else do you have? ] Batman grabs his hand, blood dripping down his face.In the flames, he could see the tense muscles under the broken armor of the other party, and the scars all over, many of which were added by him: [You have nothing, magician. 】

No, he still has An Sang, although he has used his memory a little, but he still has An Sang: "I love you."

Will that child cry?After all, he is a kid who is afraid of the dark, because he is too afraid of the dark, and because he is too homesick, so he begs for his appearance.So he appeared, and when he needed it most, he became a little partner who could talk in the dark, and what he thought was a gift from his sister: "I love you."

Who has he been in love with?Is it his protagonist, or Batman, or just himself: "I love you."

Over and over again, the pain in the body is no longer painful, the effect of the anesthetic spreads all over the body, and the bright surgery above the head is in sight, etc.: "I love you."

He repeated it over and over again, pouring it out over and over again.

"It's already 99. After finishing speaking, do you want to consider replying to me with three words?" Jacob's eyes have begun to blur, and his dilated pupils are watching the back of the man gradually blending into the darkness, but what he remembers is that he fell from the sky that night. The big bat coincides, "I..."

"impossible."

The author has something to say:

I found out, it's best to take advantage of the brain hole while the heat is still there.The author revisited his own unjust world, tsk, I think the ending is really perfect, and now I can't write it at all...

The author gave up and tried to finish this article on 4.17, exactly the first anniversary.Now it's just the HE line.

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