"I think you're surprised at yourself in another universe, you didn't have a good impression of him until you saw him in person, you thought he should be stubborn, serious, suspicious and even manic, but he was much calmer than you thought, didn't you?"

The morbid intonation is always very gentle, each word is very clear when it falls to the ground, and the long tail is as if the sentence does not want to leave the listener's brain.

It's so good for hypnosis and brainwashing, Bruce thought, it's as if it were instinctive, and everyone else is like an impatient sparrow.

"What do you think is the biggest conflict between you and Schiller? Is it your mental illness? What part of your personality is inconsistent? ”

Pathology continued to ask, but he rarely didn't expect Bruce to answer, but asked himself: "Actually, it's not, your biggest contradiction is the difference in age and life stage. ”

"The pain and struggle caused by mental illness and the contradiction caused by inconsistency are not the main problems, the biggest reason for the frequent conflicts between the two of you is that you are very young, unstable, restless and aggressive, in short, immature enough."

"Of course, this is not to accuse you, by the standards of society, the vast majority of people will not demand how mature a college student is, and boys will go through a long period of self-exploration before they can stabilize."

"The other self you see is not without pain or contradiction, but the extra calmness he has comes from his stability and maturity."

"He has long passed the period of self-exploration, whether his personality is healthy or not, and whether his logic is self-consistent or not, the sensitive, fragile and susceptible spirituality of his youth will eventually be worn away, and although he will lose a lot of inspiration, he will also become calm, majestic, and calm, that is, the maturity recognized by sociology."

"Is that good?" Bruce asked, "To take an answer for the sake of the answer, right or wrong?" ”

"It's just two different paths." Sick gave an answer that surprised Bruce a little, looked at Bruce's demeanor, smiled sickly and said, "Do you think I'm going to sharply accuse him of being wrong to do this?" ”

"But in fact, it is completely in the generosity of others, without the suffering of others, you can't persuade him to be kind, or even persuade him to continue to persevere, as long as he can accept the consequences, then it doesn't matter whether it's right or wrong."

"There is nothing to blame for the fact that difficult situations can make people in desperate need of stability and maturity, and they will voluntarily end their period of self-exploration in exchange for greater ability to deal with affairs and integrate into society."

"It's better to say that it takes a long time to be able to rebel at will, explore all the possibilities of the self, make all the mistakes again, step on all the pits, such talents are rare and enviable."

"Most people realize that they don't have the capital to indulge in trivial fantasies in the process of paying attention to themselves, and can only forcibly break free and force themselves to face the pressure of reality."

Bruce sat in his chair in silence, he felt that he should change his perspective and look at his other self.

Realizing that his mental condition was worrisome, Bruce had little hope for his cosmic counterparts, and he could fully imagine how frustrating his intractable mental illness would be in the later stages.

He also couldn't wait to see how this crazy professor with superb medical skills could confront such a terminally ill madman Batman.

Bruce had to admit that he had inherited some of the professor's qualities, and that he had some shy and unspeakable expectations for seeing his other self unlucky.

But now he found that the contradiction between the mature Batman and the professor did not seem to be so intense.

But it also makes sense that people of the same age and stage of life are more likely to understand each other, or even if they don't, they don't take aggressive measures to solve all problems.

It's like the phrase "everyone is an adult" can sum up most social interactions, it's not that there are no confrontations, but this confrontation will be more secretive and elegant than clashing with each other to the end of the bloodstream, like an abyssal undercurrent, an undercurrent surging.

"You have to learn to be decent and give dignity to others."

The low and gentle tail note of the sickly sounded again, and the didactic tone mixed with the tone was completely overshadowed by the gentle and gentle tone, like a knife wrapped in honey.

"Hatred can make a boy grow into a man prematurely, and what teaches him is not anger and violence, but forbearance and restraint."

"Only by condensing all the blood that rushed to the head and gathering back all the strength put on the fist can you sharpen a knife in your chest and strike a fatal blow to the enemy at the necessary moment, while you can remain unscathed, still maintain grace, and obtain the most decent victory on both the mental and physical levels......

“…… Instead of losing both, you say? ”

Bruce turned to look into sick eyes and said, "So in your opinion, arrogance is also a boy?" ”

Sickly shook his head and said, "Do you mean the process of the two of you hurting each other?" He's just like that when he's facing you. ”

"Why?"

"Because you are not his enemy, but his student."

With the conversation between the two, the huge screen in front of them didn't know when it went dark, and after the light appeared again, what appeared in front of them was the ceiling of the hospital.

The ceiling felt familiar to Bruce, and he remembered seeing it when he was dressed as a gang boss looking for clues.

"Arkham Asylum?" Hallie's slightly surprised voice confirmed Bruce's speculation.

In the slightly old ward, Schiller looked down at his somewhat wrinkled suit, slowly narrowed his eyes, he was stunned for a moment as soon as he calmed down, and then shook his head and said, "...... Very good, I can't get into the temple of thinking, greed, you wait for me. ”

With that, he looked up at the room, and found a bell in the drawer of the bedside table, which had some paint off.

Schiller took the bell out and shook it, a crisp voice echoing through the room, and after a while, a nurse walked in and said impatiently, "What's the matter?" ”

"Can you help me get a clean set of clothes? Thank you. ”

"There are no clean clothes here." The nurse rolled her eyes and said, "Don't follow me to the laundry or the warehouse, and then kill me, I'll call Batman!" ”

"I just want to clean myself." Schiller explained.

"Figure it out for yourself."

The nurse slammed the door shut, Schiller sighed, and then sat on the edge of the bed in this position until it was dark.

As expected, Schiller saw a dark shadow with pointed ears in the corner where the room was lit by light.

"You brought me a set of clothes." Schiller turned his head to look at the dark shadow by the window and said, "Deliberately threw me here, instructed the nurse to treat me rudely, and then showed me grace with dignity and decency." ”

"You understand that the best way to save a perfectionist personality disorder with OCD is to satisfy their cleanliness fetish...... What do you want from me? ”

Batman placed a suitcase on the table next to him, and with his fingers covered with leather gloves, he opened the delicate lock on the box.

Inside the box was a neat suit, Schiller didn't even have to look at it to know that it was completely custom-made to his size, and the tie was ironed.

Batman was silent, he just stretched out his hand slightly and made a "please" gesture, he didn't put forward the conditions, because he knew that the person in front of him couldn't refuse at all.

Sure enough, Schiller still stood up, he stretched out a hand, and gently stroked the fabric of the garment, the soft touch did not quite meet the dress code of a suit, but Schiller knew very well that this was the best fabric for a suit, and the tightness and fit should come from the cut, not the stiff fabric.

Schiller lowered his eyes, it was difficult to restrain the smile on the corner of his mouth, Batman is the soulmate of every criminal, hates them, so he knows them very well, so he can easily satisfy them.

Eventually, Schiller picked up his clothes and went to the bathroom next to the ward.

Thanks to the fact that this old psychiatric hospital was built by Europeans, the space in the bathroom is not cramped, and it has been cleaned in advance, and the air is very dry, which makes the process of changing clothes smooth and comfortable.

"It's over." Konstantin covered his eyes and said, "In a way, he understands Schiller best, especially in terms of taste for all sorts of things. ”

Konstantin was scruffy and looked like a tramp, but that was just his attitude to life, and as a traditional Englishman, he, like all Britons, was slightly aloof, not very friendly, but very classy.

This type of personality is hard to please because they are very picky and scoff at all the aesthetics that don't match the brainwaves, no matter how popular they are.

But when they really meet a companion with the same taste, they will regard it as a treasure, and deeply understand how rare it is for people with the same taste, so they are willing to give in, or even give in repeatedly.

"Schiller saw Batman's methods." Bruce said as if talking to himself: "Deliberately throwing him in a mental hospital, deliberately locking him up in an old and cramped room, deliberately making the nurse taunt him, and then playing the good guy to help him, Schiller pointed this out, but Batman was not surprised." ”

"Is it his quiet approach to mistakes, or is it a deliberate ploy? How does he know? Instead of being angry at the unreasonable actions of the first half, will Schiller really accept his overtures? ”

"Have you paid attention to that dress?" A sick reminder sounded at the right time.

Bruce squinted his eyes slightly, and he saw that in the middle of the screen, Schiller walked out in a new suit, and the suit on his body fit amazingly, it was by no means a ready-made product, it must have been specially made.

Bruce also has a good taste for suits, so it can be seen that from the fabric to the cut to the version is very suitable for Schiller's temperament, which is an aesthetic value that is easy to appreciate, the taste is expressed very straightforwardly, and the emotions are also straightforward.

"He saw what type of person Schiller was, just by the side he had seen last night." Bruce touched his chin and continued: "With Schiller's action of arranging his tie, I can see the cleanliness brought about by his obsessive-compulsive disorder and perfectionist tendencies, and by virtue of his dress, I can guess his aesthetic tendencies, and comprehensively judge how to appease Schiller. ”

"One more point." Sick spoke again: "Now that you have seen that the nurse is Batman's person, you should have thought that Batman would have learned from the nurse's mouth that all Schiller expects is a clean set of clothes, even a hospital gown. ”

"Then, a custom-made suit that fits the aesthetic will be an unexpected surprise, not in terms of being expensive and beautiful, but in the satisfaction of exceeding expectations, which is human nature, and Batman is taking advantage of this nature."

"Does Schiller know this?" Bruce asked.

"Of course he knew, and the nurse told him directly."

Bruce was stunned for a moment, and then remembered that the last thing the nurse said before leaving was "I'll tell Batman", that is, the nurse told Schiller directly that I was sent by Batman.

"So, it's open cards from start to finish?" Bruce put his finger against the corner of his forehead and said, "From ridicule to flattery, the two of them knew it, but neither of them said anything. ”

"Schiller solved the dilemma of being undignified, Batman achieved the purpose of graciousness, it seems that they all won, Schiller owes Batman a favor, Batman knows that he may be a criminal, and he wants to give him gifts, it seems that he has lost again."

Bruce took a deep breath, turned his head to look at him sickly, chuckled twice in a low voice, and said, "This is the adult world, it's scary, isn't it?" ”

"Everything seems to be on the surface, but the complex meaning seems to be hidden in the shadows, everyone understands, but everyone doesn't say it, everyone is talking with a big grin, and they are all reading each other's passwords and passwords, or figuring out who can read their own codes."

"Regard each other as close friends, and regard each other as enemies, rub honey on each other's lips with his fingers, and pull out a knife when kissing."

"The bloodshed and strife are coming to an end." Pathologically leaned his body to the side where Bruce was, stared at him from the oblique top of his eyes, and said:

"Violent rebellion against patriarchy and gaining authority is not the end, but the beginning, and soon it will be your turn, how does it feel?"

"I have a headache." Bruce is very straightforward.

The sick man continued to smile heavily, looked at Bruce with smiling eyes, and said:

"If you have a headache, you can not accept it, not everyone has to grow up, and being a boy is good, isn't it?"

Bruce pursed his lips, glanced sickly, turned his head back and said, "I feel good." ”

(End of chapter)