"Belena and I are very good friends, we met when we were young, and we got into Gotham University together."

"She is a rich lady who lives in the rich area of the South District, and I, I am a native of the East District, fortunately, my parents still love me more and provide me with education, but usually, I also have to be a flower girl, so that those broad wives can buy flowers from me and earn some pocket money to support the family."

"Just when I went to sell flowers in the South End, I met Berena, she was different from other rich ladies, she didn't hate me and wouldn't let me get away, she seemed to be a little more mature than everyone else, she knew how hard it was for the poor, so every time she would buy all my flowers."

"The two of us became very good friends, and it was she who encouraged me to study hard and get into college, and although my grades were not as good as hers, I eventually got into Gotham University, and recently I made a lot of money and sent it back home, and my family has moved out of the East End."

"Belena really helped me a lot, she secretly subsidized me every time, gave me all kinds of brand new things, and then made excuses that she didn't like them, which I know ......"

"I always thought I was just envious of her, but never of her, but just a few days ago, I don't know why, I ...... I began to be jealous of her, from the beautiful dress she was wearing, to the jeweled ring on her hand......"

"When I heard that her fiancé, the guy named Thomas, was in prison for murder, I kept snickering, I felt like her good life was going to be ruined, and I even began to feel incredibly happy......"

"This negativity engulfs me, every time in the middle of the night, I cry bitterly, I think, how can I be such a person, how can I be so dark, obviously I wasn't like this before......"

"Until a few days ago, the situation got worse and worse, I started to want to kill Berena, I couldn't even wait for a second, I bought a knife, prepared a rope, and even thought about the location......"

"But then, I began to realize that something was wrong, and I felt that I was definitely not that kind of person." Although Angel's face is very weak, her eyes are shining, and her scholarly temperament has begun to gradually reveal, no wonder she can become the right-hand man of the professor of physics.

"I began to think, to deduce from the beginning, when Belena and I met, the difference between our family conditions was even greater, and at that time, I was younger and more immature, if I was jealous, I should have been jealous of her at that time."

"However, since I went to college, my tutor has been very good to me, usually subsidizing me, and also allowing me to participate in some gang-invested industries, so that I can earn extra money, and my financial situation has begun to get better and better, and I even have a small amount of money in hand, which I can use by myself."

"What Belena had, I'm having, it's not like I can't afford a dress, it's not that I can't afford a gemstone ring, it's just that I really don't like those things."

"And, as I acquire more and more knowledge, I begin to learn to think calmly and analyze carefully, and I am not like the broad wives of the rich districts, because whoever wears a new dress and a new gemstone ring feels jealous, and a new research result is more worthy of attention to me."

"After I realized that something was wrong, I started to fight against this emotion, however, it was much stronger than I thought, I didn't have the relevant knowledge, I couldn't escape this vortex, I really tried my best......" Angel's hand clutched at the sheets, tears streaming down her face, looking very desperate.

"Probably, I really have a madness, a madness that won't get well......"

"So, you hurt yourself and wanted them to put you in a mental hospital?" Gordon asked.

Angel shook her head and said, "No, that day, I already took a knife and other things and wanted to kill Berena, and I couldn't control myself at all......"

"However, my teacher came to me and said that he had a teaching aid that he was in a hurry to use, and asked me to go to the storage room of the teaching aids at once and help him get it, and I tried to overcome that urge, but it still lingered in my mind."

"So, I took the knife and went to the teaching room, and I thought, when I'm done with this, I'm going to kill people......"

"However, when I got to the teaching room, looking at the things I had used before, the equipment that had taught me knowledge, I regained some of my senses, and I thought, I must not ruin Belena's life, nor can I ruin my own life, there is no destiny in this world......"

Angel gritted her teeth and said, "So, I started to fight it, it was a powerful beast, I had to kill it to protect the two of us......"

"I saw it, and I'm sure I did! It was a demonic beast, a murderer...... A terrible monster with a black ......"

Schiller banged the guardrail of the bed, and Angel's hallucinations were interrupted by a crisp sound, and she lay on the bed, gasping for air, her neck covered with bruises and sweat, and she stared at the ceiling, looking very stiff.

"Be sober, they don't exist, that's your hallucination." Schiller continued to knock on the bed's railing.

"I fought with it for a long time, I gave it a few punches, it gave me a few punches, it tried to strangle my neck from behind, cover my mouth, I broke free, I cut its body with a knife, but it quickly ......recovered"

"In the end, I realized that I might not be able to beat it." Quietly and in a desperate tone, he said, "It got into my body, trying to control me to kill Berena, and I had only one last way to stop it......"

"If it's going to live with me, then I'll kill myself, so that it will die too, at least Belena is safe......"

After saying this, Angel seemed to lose all her strength, and her voice became lower and lower, until she closed her eyes and lay down on the bed, her breathing gradually became long, and she slowly passed out.

"So, she's really insane?" Gordon asked, looking at Angel's face.

"If you only look at the symptoms she said, it is true that mental problems caused all this, but there is a loophole in this, and that is his incorrect jealousy of Berena."

"Generally speaking, the emotions that can lead to mental problems are inward-looking, such as excessive self-concern, low self-esteem, sadness, feeling dispensable, not being accepted by society, etc......."

"But emotions such as anger, jealousy, and hatred rarely lead to such serious mental problems, and as long as explosive emotions erupt, it is not easy to accumulate in the heart and produce so many problems."

"It's like listening to a lot of patients' confessions, most of them are portraying themselves, telling their own sadness and helplessness, and there are very few people who blame others with resentment, they don't have this full emotion, they can't produce this explosive emotion."

"That is to say, I don't even have the strength to hate?" Gordon asked.

"That's right, they can't express all kinds of emotions like normal people, and emotional disorders are also a manifestation of mental problems, if their joys, sorrows, and sorrows are the same as ordinary people, then they won't be so sick."

"Of all the outbursts, jealousy shouldn't be so serious about mental problems, at most it may trigger anxiety attacks, but it won't be the main cause."

"What do you think is going on?" Gordon asked.

"There can be many reasons for this abnormality, but in the vast majority of cases, it is caused by external stimuli, and I suspect that someone channeled and amplified this emotion."

"Is there a way to do it?" Gordon asked.

"Of course. It can be done by a normal psychiatrist, just with some trouble, and for the top people in this industry, it can be called a breeze. ”

Gordon's eyes gradually changed when he saw Schiller, but Schiller didn't care, he just stared at Angel's face, as if thinking about something, but at this moment, Angel suddenly sat up from the bed.

"Berena! I'll kill you!

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Belena ......"

She began to shout frantically, struggling to sit up from her bed, her face pale and fangs and claws, like a demon crawling up from hell.

Gordon hurriedly held her down, but the power of the mentally ill who had entered a state of euphoria and released muscle restrictions was unimaginable to ordinary people, and Gordon could barely hold down the thin Angel, until Schiller took out his umbrella, waved it, and hit Angel's head with a "bang", and let her lie down again.

Schiller stood up, looked at Gordon and said, "Sheriff Gordon, please go back to the police station first, leave it to me here, and I will thoroughly investigate her mental problems." ”

After Gordon left, Schiller's face sank, if the previous murder made him just a little angry, because it broke his daily routine, and the other party also caused Gotham University to lose power because he wanted to kill people, causing the light bulb in his office to not turn on, affecting Schiller's office.

But now, he's really angry, of course, it's not because he doesn't think it's right to control the minds of others, Schiller is not a superhero, he doesn't have this sense of justice, he only sees this ability as a tool.

But the opposite side is holding the same tools, invading his territory, and even unabashedly and ostentatiously passing through the market, which is a provocation.

People tend to be more hostile to their own kind, and the same is true in the field of sociopathic madmen.

Schiller leaned back in his chair and took out a bottle of wine, which he did not unstop, but the smell of wine was enough to make those present fall asleep.

As soon as he entered his own temple of thought, Schiller heard a chaotic sound coming from downstairs, and he saw Schiller, who was wearing a white coat, hurriedly running up and saying to him: "Hurry up! Hurry down and stop that green-haired madman, he's going crazy again! ”

Schill raised his eyebrows and walked down with his umbrella, and sure enough, he saw a green-haired figure stomping his feet vigorously in the hallway, muttering to himself, "Again...... Not again...... Another ......"

Schiller frowned, and at that moment, he felt a knock on the door of his temple of thought, and Schiller went downstairs, and when he opened the door, it was Jack the Clown standing outside.

With a gloomy face, he strode into Schiller's temple of thought, and then turned back and shouted:

"There's a clown again! Where did he come from?! Dare to run in front of Batman! Oh, he's a damn negative man, how sad he has to be for me to give up?! ”

"One after another! How many does he want to be satisfied?? I'm going to kill him...... Chop him into pieces...... No! No! I'm talking about that damn Joker, not Batman, how could I want to kill Batman? ”

However, Schiller did not watch his performance, he turned and walked out of the door of the temple of thinking, and after a while, Schiller the clown also walked down, and he and Jack looked side by side at the door.

The huge door, which had always opened only one slit, was now completely opened, and a huge bow peeked in, and Schiller stood in the bow and said:

"The actual battle is about to begin, all in place!"

The two clowns opened their mouths wide and before they could make a sound, they were overwhelmed by the endless Schiller wave.

With the sound of a low horn, the big ship sailed in the space of consciousness.

Ten minutes later, in the dream realm, the trumpet suddenly sounded.

"Bang!

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”

The elves floating in the clouds looked in shock at the bed that appeared in front of them, and above the bed, Morpheus, the Oneiroi who was still asleep, clutching the quilt and staring wide-eyed.