Schizophrenia

Batman pried open the window with ease and entered a house.The curtain behind him was blown by the wind, and the dust on the ground was blown up.The neon lights on the side of the road are the only colorful decorations in the dark room. The facilities in the room are neatly arranged and covered with dust. It seems that no one has been here for a long time.

Batman looked at the broken sofa in the center of the room, and he could still think of the scene where the evening magician hugged him and saw him pretending to be a little boy attached to others, receiving the dark forces.For him, the magician is a very mysterious existence, whether it was Bruce in the past or Batman today.

If he hadn't fallen into the other party's layout before they met again, he wouldn't be able to remember coming back to this place.Just looking at this deserted place, Batman knew he was in the wrong place again, and Robin wasn't here.It's just that he searched all over Gotham, but he couldn't find any trace of Robin.

The desk with its back against the window was covered with dust. The desk was clean except for a picture frame that could not be seen clearly, and only a paper crane that had fallen on the desk.Batman ignored him and walked over the desk towards the living room.

As in memory, the sofa and tea table in the living room are placed where he should put them, and the pots and pans in the open kitchen are also neatly arranged, just like the days when he never left.In the room that once belonged to him, there was only a dilapidated single bed, and a lot of messy garbage and women's clothes were piled up on the floor.

Batman crouched down to check, and it looked like Selena had been back for a while.There is nothing he wants, and the remaining two rooms are the targets of his inspection.His perception of the magician is actually very complicated. He used to respect this person who can walk with incomparable precision in every step, but now he finds that he can't understand him at all.

It's like standing at the door, what you can see when you are a child is the warm picture of the living room.After growing up, he walked into a room that he hadn't entered before, but what he saw was that there was nothing in the room that he had been curious about for a long time.There is no furniture, no mechanism, just an empty room without basic decoration.

The last room was his study when he came in.The bookshelf was empty, and the books that had been placed there were gone. All of a sudden, his goal was to put on the table, the dusty picture frame, the crooked paper crane, and not knowing if there was anything. desk drawers.

Batman reached out and opened the drawers of the desk. The drawers in the right row were empty, and only the first drawer in the left row was filled with something.It wasn't anything particularly valuable, just a pile of scattered building blocks that had been piled up randomly and dismantled.On the top of the building block, there is a slightly yellowed piece of paper folded into a square.

I used the night vision goggles to scan the building blocks that could be bought on the side of the road, and put them in the bag after confirming that there was no problem.He reached out and picked up the dusty mirror frame on the table, raised his hand to wipe off the thick dust on it, and thoughtfully analyzed the age of the dust on the mirror frame...

...and startled.

In the frame was a gray marble tablet in front of a dense grove, shaped like any other tombstone.What shocked Batman was that the tombstone he remembered was completely different from this tombstone. The tombstone he set up more than ten years ago was empty.Looking at it now, the words written on the tombstone are ironic.

jacob wayne

"This is impossible!" Batman exclaimed, he hadn't visited that tombstone for a long time, since the day he made up his mind to leave Gotham and went outside to find a way to save Gotham, he hadn't been there again that tombstone.He never told others why the tombstone was built.

It wasn't for his missing younger brother, maybe it meant nostalgia, but he felt that such a smart kid must still be alive, somewhere in this city.Then one day, he would appear in front of him, look at him with his old cold expression, and call him Bruce.

After the shock, doubts followed.About the name of the tombstone that popped up suddenly, about why the tombstone that should only be known to me was discovered by the magician, about the meaning behind this photo, about the message that the magician conveyed before he disappeared...

That tombstone, technically speaking, was built by Bruce for himself.

Bruce raised the paper crane, and through the neon light outside the window, Bruce noticed something seemed to be written in the paper crane.Stretching out his hand, he unfolded the paper crane, which contained the square characters that he had been troubled for a long time.There is not much content and only a few sentences, but what is said does not start and end.

Do not look back

do not doubt

don't let go

don't be timid

Do not hesitate

don't deny

iLove

Before finishing the last sentence, Liancheng's stroke of love dragged out a long tail, and then stopped so abruptly.Batman has no way to deduce who this love is for, but combined with the photos in the photo frame, Batman suddenly feels a little creepy.

This love, shouldn't it be the love that the magician who is still in the world is in love with the missing Jacob?

It's just that a bunch of don'ts, what's the point?

Batman also put away the photo frame, restored the paper crane on the table, and watched the dark room jump out of the window and disappear into the night.It's just that Batman, who is used to walking around at night, didn't expect that in another corner of the city, there were two people sitting there watching this investigation.

"Mr. An," Robin bit the hamburger in his hand, "Although it's very abrupt, I want to ask you a question."

Jacob sat on the swivel chair and didn't even give Robin a look. He just stared intently at the data fluctuating back and forth on the big screen, and the electronic scout that followed Batman from afar.

As expected, there was no sound, and Robin continued: "I don't understand why you would do this."

"Don't talk about Gotham, you are very famous in this country. You are rich, and many people envy you, worship you, admire you, and regard you as a target. Even if I know your identity as a magician, I still treat you Your various inventions and creations make you think that you are a very powerful person. According to common sense, you should be an upright gentleman, but what I don't understand is why you took a completely opposite, criminal path?"

"Admiration, worship, envy..." Jacob laughed in a low voice, "What's the use?" He turned and looked at Robin who was sitting in the cage behind him.It has been five days since he was caught, and Robin's camp has also moved from the sunken pit to a place not far from the big screen to facilitate the next strike.

For the prey that was about to be destroyed, Jacob didn't mind being patient.

"It proves that the way forward you said is correct and useful." Robin looked at Jacob

"No, that's not what I'm talking about." Jacob looked at Robin. "You look up to me, worship me, it doesn't do anything to me. I will still die of disease, I will still worry about what to eat every day, what should I do? The people who left by my side are still irreplaceable. You are of no use to me!"

"Huh?" There doesn't seem to be anything wrong with this theory.

"On the contrary, you hate me, loathe me, and repel me. When I appear by your side, you will target me. You can't help protecting your most important things, and you can't help showing sharp thorns to me. I Wouldn't it be nice to be able to see the truest humanity and understand your truest reaction to me?"

"I think you probably need a psychiatrist..." Robin dragged on.

"Wait until I'm caught, if you're still free, you can hire one for me." Jacob turned his head and looked at the speeding Batmobile, "The little bat is really smart~" The electronic eyes seemed to be restricted by something , stopped in mid-air and watched the black Batmobile disappear into the jungle.

Robin's complexion was not very good, and the end of the Batmobile's disappearance was Wayne Manor.

"I've hinted so clearly that the little bat is finally going to find Wayne!" Jacob didn't look at Robin, but just said to himself, "Then Wayne will definitely have a good talk with him and bring Let him look at the tombstone and tell him the story of the tombstone. Then the little bat will definitely pry the tomb and see the gift I gave him~”

Robin's expression twisted, and he looked at the magician with surprise.

"Hurry up and find out, little bat!" The magician said excitedly, "See my message, and then come to me!"