"Before I do that, I'm going to ask you a question, Batman, do you think you're special?" Schiller asked with a smile as he looked at Batman.

"Anyone feels special." Batman replied in a deep voice, "Because, people can only perceive themselves, and for everyone, there is only themselves who can feel themselves in this world, and other people who appear in their lives to play supporting roles."

"Very interesting point." Schiller commented, saying, "It seems that you are interested in the school of cognition, but what I am talking about is not from cognition, but in reality."

"Perhaps." Batman took a deep breath, the tiredness that had just depleted his physical strength had slackened his tense mind, which made the language center in his brain more active, and as a result, he would be more talkative than usual.

"The richest man in the world is special everywhere he goes, and it's the same in Gotham." Batman looked at the reflection of the tableware on the table and said in a trance, but Schiller raised his eyebrows and said, "I didn't expect that the first identity you proposed would be the richest man in the world."

"Because all the plans that are swirling around my mind to transform Gotham revolve around one word, and that is money." Batman exhaled the breath he was holding, and it sounded like a soft sigh.

"Four years ago, you would never have imagined that one day you would sit in the final villain's room and discuss money with your psychology professor when you had just finished a life-and-death battle, and ...... You're short of money."

Batman covered his eyes with his armor and asked, "Why do you say you're a victim of Batman?" What did I do?"

Schiller picked up the cutlery again and began to cut the food on the plate, and he said, "If you're curious about this, let's talk about broccoli first, how did you and those two idiots break into the tower? And why are you rummaging around my room?"

"We all have a purpose." Batman told the truth, he looked up for a moment, as if in recollection, and said, "Zatanna really wants to save the world, it's just her way...... It's special."

"Why did you find me to save the world?" Schiller asked.

"Zatanna approached us, and she said that there was a very evil curse that had been hidden in Gotham City, and that Gotham would be the ghost it is now, and it was inseparable from this curse."

"Constantine thinks that what she said is true, and you once said that Gotham would be the way it is, and that there was a mystical influence."

Batman looked up at Schiller and said, "So the stronger curse you mentioned is the most evil curse?"

"I think you're mistaken." Schiller understood what he meant by cause and effect, and he said, "The curse on my hand comes precisely from Constantine, the ghost of his own brother whom he killed in his mother's womb, and Constantine once said that his name was Thomas, but I don't like the name very much, and so do you, right?"

Very rarely, Batman's expression did not change, unlike in the past, when he heard the names of his parents, he would show a very classic serious expression, he put one hand on the arm of the chair, and said, "We thought that curse in your umbrella was the so-called curse of extreme evil."

"So, you guys want to take my umbrella?" Schiller's movements paused, then he looked at Batman from the top of his glasses and said, "Is it because of the proportions I used to do, and haven't I given you insatiable uninvited guests a strong warning?"

Batman's fingers tapping on the armrest paused, and he said, "It doesn't need to be stronger."

Schiller opened his eyes to a slightly disgusted expression, and he said, "I can tolerate Zatanna, because she's just like you at 18, and exactly the same."

Capable people are always very confident in their own abilities, and once the situation is out of their control, they don't reflect on the way they use that ability, or what is wrong with their concepts, but they must find flaws in the other person, right? Batman?"

Batman coughed lightly twice, he and Schiller didn't talk about four years ago, but they did

The sentences are all talking about four years ago.

"You should be glad, Batman, at the same time, I can only tolerate one such idiot, if you are still like then, someone is in danger." Schiller put a piece of subcutaneous tissue into his mouth, carefully fiddled with the food on the plate, and whispered:

"But the fact that you were able to run into my room so easily must have something to do with the group of negligent me, perhaps they deliberately allowed you to enter, because they must have wondered about my current condition."

Batman's fingers paused again, he looked at Schiller's face, I don't know if it was his delusion, Schiller's face occasionally flashed a crazy smile, but not as often as it had been, not as crazy as it had been, as if it was changing.

"Merkel mentioned to me that you have changed a lot in the past four years, does that have anything to do with that mad personality in you?" Batman asked.

"This goes back to the original question." Without looking up, Schiller asked, "Do you know you're special?" 」

But instead of waiting for Batman's answer, he said to himself, "Whether you know it now or not, you must not have known it when we first met."

"Otherwise, you wouldn't have asked me that question, and I wouldn't have been a victim of Batman."

"Questions?" Batman repeated the word in a questioning tone, then recalled that when he first met Schiller, he seemed to ask him a question, so he repeated the question: "...... What is the meaning of life?"

"Revenge, the meaning of life is revenge, at the beginning, I answered you like this, but in fact, I shouldn't have answered you at all." Schiller put down the cutlery again, sighed slightly, and said, "Perhaps, you asked this question just to find out my level of expertise, but in fact, the impact of this question is much greater than you think."

"The city of Gotham is special, everyone who is deeply involved in it, has the opportunity to go crazy, when I first came here, I was just an ordinary citizen, but it all ended on the day you appeared."

"You have to know that it wasn't the Joker who chose Batman, it was Batman who chose the Joker." Schiller looked at Batman and said, "That crazy virus was created by your attention, and the moment you saw me and became curious about my identity, my personality traits were already tainted."

Batman frowned deeply, he had never believed in these fatalistic things, but when all this came out of his professor's mouth, he felt that Schiller would not be untargeted, because he knew that Schiller did not believe in fate either.

It may be difficult for you to understand, but you have to remember that you are special, and the attention you give to anyone can make a huge difference in their fate, including me."

For some reason, I know you're coming sooner or later, and until I see you for the first time, all I have on my mind is how to avoid meeting you, because I hate being forced into a whirlpool."

"If I'm going to be involved in something, I should be more proactive, and I think you've already figured that out."

Schiller looked at Batman, who nodded, he was pretty sure that the professor didn't like surprises, he preferred to have everything under control, or rather, he preferred to cause trouble rather than participate in events.

"But when you appeared, I was defenseless, and at that moment, I was infected by a special crazy virus, and my thoughts were reversed, and like every clown, I used a very simple psychological suggestion to get your attention."

"And also to validate my professionalism, you asked that question, and that question is the root cause of all these changes that I have."

"Perhaps, you should already know that the fragment of personality that was infected by the virus is also part of arrogance, it is half of the arrogant trait, and I am the other half."

"After he was infected by the crazy virus, in order to ensure that I could have a clear mind to carry out his activities, the superego forcibly locked him up, and then sent his arrogant other half, which is me, to take his place

His work."

"However, this matter is far from that simple, Batman......" Schiller's hand holding the dinner knife was slightly forced, and he looked at Batman with an unkind gaze, and said:

"That question of yours has become a curse, a task that I must complete."

"If you haven't been answered, and you haven't found out what the meaning of life is, then there is no way for the other half of the trait and me, who have been contaminated by the crazy virus, to be whole."

"It's like you're talking in a dream." Batman commented, and he went on to say, "I don't mean that this can't happen, but that neither you nor I can explain how this happened when you're talking about."

"What's so special about my notices? Why do special viruses occur? Why did that question become a curse?" Batman threw out a barrage of questions, but didn't expect an explanation from Schiller.

He took the initiative to speak, and poked: "In everything we experience together, you always have additional judgments that neither the authorities nor the bystanders are aware of, I used to think that you could predict the future, but later, you don't seem to have such ability."

If you don't ask that question, then there's no need to ask about the principle of so many questions." Schiller opened his mouth and said, "I want to explain all this more than you do, but the answer to this question is that it cannot be explained."

Batman's eyes narrowed, but before he could speak, Schiller continued, "Facts aside, you know what? Every Joker has his fate, a fate related to Batman."

He's going to answer a question about you, make you aware of something in reality, make you feel emotional, or learn something from it."

"If he's your friend, he'll be with you until you're no longer Batman, if he's your classmate, he'll study with you and progress together, and if he's your teacher......

When Batman heard this, Schiller sighed deeply, as if lamenting his unfortunate fate, and he said, "I am the Joker, the Joker is me, we are both one person and the same fragment of personality, so we have the same fate."

If I didn't have that special, that tower of thinking, and a calm and decisive manager, then a clown-turned-psychology professor would have answered that question in a much more powerful way."

Before Batman could ask, Schiller said, "...... You won't wonder what he wanted to do."

Seeing Schiller's expression, Batman knew that the answer swirling in Schiller's mind would probably be more shocking than the food on his plate and the corpse behind him.

Thanks to the calm and decisive Superego, he locked up the madman, but at the cost of ......" Schiller paused, then stared into Batman's eyes and said, "I have to do his job for the Joker."

I must teach you in another, gentler way how to find the answer to this question – what is the meaning of life?"