"Why do I think you're a little self-doubting?" Schiller took out the tea bag that came with the lunch box and said as he read the information on it.

"It's not called self-doubt." Although Jason still put his arm on the back of the chair a little unreasonably, he still picked up the chopsticks a little awkwardly, as if he was a little curious about this special meal, he shook his head and continued, "Your consultation fee is quite amazing, but Batman is also very rich." ”

"I heard that he was sponsored by Bruce Wayne, and did Bruce Wayne know that he was taking the money to his adopted son for counseling?"

Jason was choked up and muttered a little: "That's his own business, besides, I don't need psychological counseling, it's completely redundant......"

Before Schiller could speak, Jason rushed ahead of him and said, "I don't know if Batman told you...... Forget it, I know how he described me, a pitiful little man who came back from the dead, tortured and full of grievances, come on, I've forgotten about those things a long time ago! ”

"For several years. Batman took me to meet a lot of people, including so-called experts and scholars like you, and as soon as they heard that I had been abused by a madman, they started saying terms I didn't understand, traumatic disorders, stress reactions, and so on......"

"I can't stand the way they look at me, if you want me to say that you, you outsiders are hypocritical, why don't you give a name to everything that happens to everyone in this world like a mental illness? It won't be long before you're richer than Wall Street bastards! ”

"You're saying we're creating disease?" Schiller brought a cup of hot coffee and placed it in front of Jason, who nodded and said, "Most of your diagnoses are unfounded, I am alive and well and will live even better." ”

"I can tell you don't like Batman taking you to meet these people." Schiller took a sip of his coffee and said, "But it's not essentially because you don't like doctors, or that you don't like it a little, but it can also be classified as malfitting." ”

"But in fact, the main reason why you are disgusted is that Batman takes you to the doctor, as if to say that you have become his weakness, but this is not the case, you are not so vulnerable, so the doctor's bitter words, to your ears, are more like finger fingers."

"You're a little self-aware."

"I'm living for it."

Jason didn't seem to expect Schiller to answer like this, he put one leg on the other again, and his feet were almost level with the table, but suddenly he put his leg down again, looked at Schiller and said, "Aren't you angry?" ”

"Why do you think I should be angry? Did you dry the soles of your shoes on the store before you walked in the door, or did you handle the chair with care? ”

"Are you trying to praise me?"

"That's what I mean, Jason, you want to say to the world that trauma is a person's experience, but not a person's label, trauma can stay in the real world for a short time or exist in memory for a long time, but no one can point to the injury that has been suffered for a lifetime......"

"Are you really an outsider?" Jason asked, a little confused.

Schiller ate his breakfast on his own, not caring that Jason didn't touch the food on the table, he just said as if talking to himself: "You, like everyone else in this city, are exceptionally strong because you have suffered too much, and like the people here, you hate that people treat you as weak." ”

"But if Batman really lets go, will you be a little better?" Schiller smiled, took a sip of the soup and said, "You were still quite happy when I said Batman was your adoptive father, right?" When you see that amazing bill, you are not only shocked, but also a little complaining. ”

"You're worried that Batman has been cheated out of money, and you feel that no matter how rich he is, he can't be so lavish, and you treat his stuff as yours, unconsciously getting close to him, and at the same time feeling a little guilty."

Schiller sighed softly and said, "Perhaps you don't realize that you come from a poor background, so you are very sorry for things, and although you always act righteous, you don't take everything you enjoy now as you deserve it......"

"The psychiatrist always has his point." Jason shrugged his shoulders and said, "You can make sense no matter what you say, this is your ability to make money, honed countless times, and has been carved into your bones." ”

"Do you think I'm not right?"

"In this world, everyone has a set of truths that can be explained, otherwise he would not continue to live." Jason got up from his chair and paced to the couch, saying as he went, "Even the unreasonable madmen of Gotham have their own reasons. ”

"The difference is that some people use the same set of things that convince themselves to convince others, while some people use what others provide to convince themselves, these are two completely different people, and the psychiatrist is the former."

"However, those psychological theories that exist in books do not really become true because of their large number or long period of existence."

"The person who summed up these truths may not have experienced these things, but in terms of persuading others, one person makes up a set of principles to persuade others, and others repeat them ten thousand times, and it becomes the truth."

"But if you don't be persuaded by them, you become abnormal, you become stingy with money, you don't pay attention to mental health, you are poor and you don't have a vision."

"The world uses the world's standards of suffering to judge whether you are in pain or not, gives you mercy on their own initiative, persuades you to go for treatment, and then another person like you comes and says that I am right and that I am special."

Jason looked back at Schiller and said, "But essentially, what you care about is the process of 'persuasion,' where others listen to your reasoning and bring you wealth, status, and satisfaction." ”

"Everyone around me says that I'm not a good listener and only swing my fist when I meet criminals, because I know that convincing others is a part of your life, and if you cut off that part, you become as boring as the wool on the carpet."

"If you lose the goal of convincing others and getting them to agree with you, you have nothing to say."

"And as it happens, I'm pretty good at leaving people speechless." Jason said, holding his arms and shaking his head.

"You can't convince me, not because you're not knowledgeable enough, it's not that what you say is unreasonable, but I already know that the best way to avoid being persuaded is that as long as you don't use your brain, no matter how reasonable the truth is, it's just a piece of."

Schiller's movements paused slightly, but soon he continued to hold the chopsticks, put the food on the plate, and said:

"It's a psychiatrist's job to convince people, and I can make a lot of money with this skill, and I can even earn two clothes, a watch, priceless cufflinks, and a whole house ...... from Batman."

With a whoosh, Jason sat back across from Schiller, stared at him with a fierce eye, and said, "...... How did you do that? ”

"I found out that you're not interested in making money, but in making Batman's money, is his money that hard to make?"

"Looks like you don't know much about Batman." Jason exhaled through his nose and continued, "All the magic sticks I've seen have been beaten up by him because they are not professional enough and want to cheat money!" ”

"You're the first person I've ever seen who can get so much out of Batman, even if you're a liar, it's amazing enough." Jason leaned forward and seemed very interested.

"This is my secret that I don't know, if I let others hear it......"

Jason smiled, stood up with his arms folded, and walked to Schiller's side and bent down, as if trying to get Schiller to whisper to him.

The next second, the "click" of the loading sounded, and the muzzle of the black hole hole was pressed against Schiller's temple, and Jason lowered his head and said, "You want me to get close to you so that I can do something to me, right?" ”

"You misunderstood, I can't do anything to you, there is no need for this, and there is no chance."

"Don't think I don't know, you cunning criminals are the best at using words to shake the psychology of others, make others relax their vigilance, and then seize the opportunity to give the enemy a fatal blow, I won't fall for you!"

"What I said is true." Schiller lowered his arm, gently pushed his chair back, and stood up against the wall, Jason's muzzle pointed at his head.

"Batman, do you see that? Your adopted son is no less vigilant than you, and even if you hadn't installed more than 560 cameras, more than 200 bugs, a dozen self-aiming miniature sniper rifles, three huge bombs with precise and controllable range, and an electric shock device that connected the entire floor, he would not be in danger. ”

Jason heard footsteps behind him, and he turned around. Seeing Batman's figure appear on the second floor, the young man wearing the red hood looked a little angry, and he said loudly, "I don't need your protection!" ”

After saying that, he snorted coldly and strode towards the door, Schiller quietly watched his movements and said: "Your performance is not very natural, and I am not the kind of criminal who will take hostages, you don't have to try to get away from it to reach the best shooting position." ”

Jason's footsteps paused, Schiller sat back down as if he wasn't aware of it, and Batman walked down the stairs and said to Jason, "Go ahead and go after the case that attacked the City Council speaker that day." ”

"You're going to stay here?" Jason asked him back.

"Yes, I have some personal matters to talk to the professor about."

"How many clothes do you have in your closet?" Jason choked back without showing weakness.

"Jason, psychological counseling is charged on time, and the price for you to stay for an extra second is about ......"

"Goodbye!"

After Jason left, Batman sat down in the seat opposite, his posture looking relaxed, at least much more relaxed than Jason.

"You know me so well, it seems that you know me from another universe, what is your relationship?"

"Teachers and students."

"The simple teacher-student relationship is not enough to let you know my living habits, let alone let you know so much about my speech and demeanor and formal style." Batman shook his head and said, "Then can you tell me, is it lucky or unfortunate that Batman of that world met you?" ”

"Luckier than you, and luckier than Jason."

In an instant, Bruce's grip on the armrest of the seat in the theater was released, and blood flowed down his whitish fingertips, adding a long-lost color to the area of blood loss.

"Jason ...... in Your Universe"

"I wasn't knocked off all the bones by the clown and blown up." Schiller spoke very bluntly about the tragedy, but Batman's fingertips slowly tightened.

Jason's face in the theater began to turn a little pale, but soon, Bruce grabbed his arm, made him sit down, and gently patted him on the back.

Just as Batman was about to open his mouth to say something, Schiller suddenly put down the cutlery in his hand, looked into Batman's eyes, and said very sincerely: "Thank you for all the things you provided me, including decent clothes, food, and a house, so that I don't end up on the streets." ”

"Thank you also for our mutual understanding, tacit cooperation, and mental confrontation, which makes me feel fulfilled and interesting."

"And in gratitude for this, I can do one thing for you......" Schiller dragged out the last note, and Batman looked at him silently, as if he didn't care, but in the next second, Schiller's words made his heart tighten.

"I can help Jason get his revenge."

"No, you can't."

"Just because you can't do it doesn't mean I can't do it."

"You can't do it."

"I can."

"I'm not going to help you."

"It doesn't matter."

"Don't go to death."

Schiller finished his last bite of his meal, stood up, walked to the door, and looked back at Batman, in the dim light of the shadows, the divinity and evil in the man's body were perfectly blended.

Graceful in posture, decent in words and deeds, and not at all related to the word crazy, but when his voice sounded, Batman felt a long-lost coldness.

"In your eyes, the clown represents madness, and I'll show you what ...... Crazier than crazy, crazier. ”

(End of chapter)