Schiller tilted his head slightly, pursed his lips, and said, "Hmm...... There are indeed some additional clues, such as that Lady Darth actually belongs to the Medusa clan, and she has a son named Etregan, and the relationship between Bethle, Lady Darth and Etregen should be an internal breakthrough."

"Now, the clue is really finished." Schiller looked at Batman, and Batman looked at Schiller, and after a few more minutes of glaring at each other, Schiller spoke again, "...... And the last point, the me under Bellier's hand is very difficult to deal with, he is good at intrigue, good at hiding behind the scenes to stir up the situation, and he is better than long-term arrangement, but he also has weaknesses, as for what it is, you have to find out for yourself."

After saying that, Schiller looked at Batman again, and Batman looked at Schiller again, and the two continued to stare at each other, Schiller frowned, and said with some dissatisfaction: "You have to know, the two of us are the same person, and I can't tell outsiders about my weaknesses......

Schiller sighed and said, "Well, it's a giveaway from this psychotherapy, the weakness of the conspiracy is that he can't get on the stage, if you can kill Beler, he can't be king himself, he can only go to another monarch, and if you kill another monarch, he can only go to the next one."

"Of course, you can also try to find him a monarch of your type of helicopter engine, so that if he wants to set up a conspiracy, he will first have to convince his righteous boss, who is not very good at persuasion."

Schiller was still staring at Batman, Batman was still staring at Schiller, Schiller pressed his eyebrows with his hand and said, "There's really nothing more, you're going to avenge me, *** why are you going to lie to you?"

After saying that, Schiller began to pace in place, he looked down at the footprints he had stepped on and said, "I don't remember if I told you that this is not a trick for children to ask for candy, you are here to ask me to write you a guide on how to defeat myself, right?"

"You seem to be unhappy with the psychotherapy, of course, I know that you are unhappy with my teaching and therapy, but what did I say to you when we first met?"

"Don't take my class, boy!"

"You chose the class yourself, because of your curiosity, the attention you put on me made me bear an incomprehensible curse, but I still taught you diligently, and even used my professional knowledge to treat you psychologically...... Don't look at me like that, do you want to prescribe some medicine?"

"Although I have the right to prescribe, I must remind you that I haven't prescribed a prescription in nearly ten years, and if you're not afraid of death, I'll send it to Wayne Manor."

"What a tolerant person I am, I can even be called a virtuous retribution, you must understand, my treatment is ......

"That's why I asked you, is your wound okay?" Batman interrupted Schiller's rambling and looked him in the eye and said.

Schiller's pacing paused very noticeably for a moment, he looked at the spot, stabilized his center of gravity with one foot, turned around and folded his arms, squinted his eyes, stared at Batman and said:

"Didn't you listen to me before? As I said, I'll be taken away by the agents, caught by General Rotten Heart, and making so many wounds is just a necessary part of my fusion."

So you won't hurt?"

Schiller froze again, or rather froze, he pursed his lips, looked at Batman and asked, "What did you say?"

"You feel pain, don't you?" Batman also looked him in the eye and said.

Schiller gave a very ridiculous smile, he lowered his head, blinked, and said, as if with some exclamation, "Why don't you ask me directly, 'Will you bleed?' 」

Schiller raised his upper lip, bared his teeth, stared into Batman's eyes and said, "You know, I don't eat this, I have no morals, I won't be forced by my conscience, the question "to be a god or to be a man" doesn't make sense to me, you haven't found a good knife."

"It's not a knife." Batman took a deep breath, looked Schiller in the eye and said, "I just want to know if you're in a lot of pain right now, and how the wound is healing."

Schiller stared straight at Batman

and slowly spit out a word: "Get out."

With that, he turned and walked towards the castle, and Batman actually followed, but Schiller ignored him completely.

Schiller returned to the front room and sat down at the end of the long table, emptied the cold food from the plate, and commanded the demons behind him with his eyes, asking General Rotten Heart to provide him with some new help.

Batman walked to the right side of the table and sat down in the first position on the right, Schiller's hand holding the fork paused, but continued to focus on the food on the plate.

"You're feeling nervous." "Unnatural facial expressions, slight tremors in the limbs, tense muscles twitching, increased heart rate, rapid breathing rate......

"I'd be happier if I could see these words on your paper." Schiller said without changing his face, and he put a piece of meat cut into a perfect square in his mouth and began to chew.

"You've changed how often you chew." Batman stared at Schiller's movements, and he asked, "You have an anxiety attack, why?"

"When I'm with you, I've had a lot of anxiety attacks, and if I were to revise your thesis at Arkham Psychiatric Hospital, Brand would be amazed at why all the drugs that suppress anxiety disappeared overnight."

"You've spoken a lot, too." Batman spoke, "The heart beats faster, the nerves get high, the blood flow increases."

After saying that, he glanced at the movements of Schiller's hands, and then said, "With this comes dry mouth and loss of appetite, and now, the volume of the food on your plate is on average two-thirds smaller than before, and if you don't want to eat it, you don't have to cut it repeatedly."

With a "bell", Schiller's blade carved into the surface of the plate, he sighed, put down the cutlery in his hand, and wiped his mouth with a napkin despite the constant shaking of his fingers.

Schiller turned to Batman and said, "I said before, you're not fit to be a psychiatrist."

He said as he stood up and walked over to Batman's side.

In the next second, Batman tilted his head, and a sharp dinner knife was inserted less than a centimeter from the side of his neck, Schiller let go of his hand, looked at Batman condescendingly, and said, "I said a long time ago, you should immobilize your patient before starting treatment."

Schiller straightened up, took a deep breath, slowly walked back to his seat and sat down, grabbed the back of the chair, moved the chair forward, took a new dinner knife from the demon's hand, and then looked at the side of Batman's neck and said:

"You should understand that the knife that the agent gave me was completely within my plan, guilt is your emotion, but it is my weapon, but in fact, this knife is not aimed at you, Konstantin is my target."

"So, you don't have to feel guilty about it, and you don't have to try to pay more attention to me, I've learned how powerful your attention is."

Schiller seemed to relax, the symptoms of the anxiety attack just now were completely gone, he kept eating the food on the plate, Batman stretched out his right hand and pulled out the knife on his left side.

"Why don't you believe that I really care about you?" Batman threw the knife on the table and made a "bell" sound, and Schiller's hand immediately stopped, but soon, he returned to normal, and Batman looked at him and said, "...... Increased alertness?"

"You have autism and your own feelings are weak, but if you can become a psychiatrist, it means that you can still be aware of other people's emotions, and that's why you just had an anxiety attack."

"Your logic tells you that I can't care about you, but you actually sense that I care, right?" Batman shook his head and said, "This contrast is so dramatic that it makes you feel like you're having an allergic reaction to broccoli......

"You're thinking too much." Schiller replied without changing his face, and the two fell silent, and after a few minutes, Batman suddenly asked, "Which are you more afraid of, my concern or broccoli?"

Schiller instinctively opened his mouth, but he didn't make a sound, Batman saw his mouth shape and was stunned, and then, he said in shock, "...... The word you just wanted to say wasn't broccoli??!!!

Batman took a deep breath, gasped for a moment, calmed his shock, and then said slowly, "You actually think that my concern is more terrible than broccoli??!!

Batman felt that his mind was a little confused now, and the whole thing was completely ridiculous beyond his imagination, and he remembered that the original cause of this whole thing was there.

Zatanna approached him and invited him to join Konstantin in finding the whereabouts of the Evil Curse, and when he learned that Zatanna had the ability to travel mindways, he granted Zatanna's request.

And the reason why he agreed was because he wanted to enter Schiller's thinking tower and find out what Schiller was afraid of.

Next, they go through a series of ups and downs in the room of Schiller's Thinking Tower, and in the end, they come up with a ridiculous answer - Schiller is afraid of broccoli.

At that time, none of the three people took this answer seriously, and Batman even thought at the time that it might be a joke that Schiller had set up early on to wait for them to make a fool of himself, as the madman often did.

But what happened next was even more unexpected than he expected, Schiller was really afraid of broccoli.

A world-class psychologist, a famous detective, a criminal mentor, a madman who can thrive in a city like Gotham, and even lead the trend, such a person should have a deeper and special weakness when he appears in various literary and artistic works.

For example, childhood trauma, such as emotional wounds, such as the scars left by some untold evil story......

But in any case, it should not be an all-common common vegetable - broccoli.

However, Schiller was really afraid of broccoli.

After confirming this fact, Batman really has a sense of irony, and reality is often more absurd than it, because reality can be free from logic.

If you want to target Schiller's weakness, you don't need to pay the huge price that Batman had envisioned before, and the cost of making a bat cape can buy a broccoli mountain.

Batman originally thought that this was already very outrageous, but just now, Schiller's instinctive reaction told him that the reality was even more outrageous than he thought.

Compared to broccoli, Schiller was actually more afraid of Batman's concern.

In other words, Batman doesn't even need to prepare for Broccoli Mountain, just prepare a mouth.

And when he realized this problem, Batman's first reaction in his heart also made him feel a kind of whirlwind.

He had been desperate to know the answer to this question, which was simply and somewhat ridiculous.

But what's even more ridiculous is that he's resisting taking advantage of this answer.