"What exactly is madness?"

Schiller got up from the couch and walked to the screen, scanning around with his sloppy gray eyes, as if he hadn't seen anything, and the people in his sight immediately noticed something different, this time the sickness that appeared did not seem so calm and mysterious, but seemed to be full of a passion that ordinary people could not read.

He stands in the center of the room like a great orator and asks questions to everyone, he seems to be expecting answers, but he seems to be more eager to interpret the answers given by others, a strong desire to comment and tell makes him look like both an artist who seeks himself inwardly and a hunter who chases answers outward.

"Pathologically, everything that people feel crazy is because there's something wrong with the way their brains work."

Bruce was the first to give an answer, but everyone knew that this extremely rational view must be followed by a twist, and sure enough, "but" appeared like a hound chasing a rabbit, in a way that was not easy to see.

"But the most interesting part of the study of madness is never how the sick brain works after the problem occurs, but how it actually goes wrong, which involves a complex set of sociological, psychological, and psychiatric problems, which can be called a comprehensive discipline."

"And if any researcher doesn't look at the process and walks it through hastily, or if the process is compressed into a very short period of time, from a mysterious being that doesn't need much explanation, then we say it's a drift away from madness."

Schiller nodded slightly, but instead of commenting immediately, he turned to look at Pamela again, and Pamela showed a look that I agreed with him, but I still had my own point of view, and she sorted out her words a little, and then said.

"The moment of madness is like a dividing line, the world before and after is completely different for the human individual, and the part we call art is not what follows this dividing line, but the first half of the life of a madman who made madness before it."

"Suffering cannot make strong, but tragedy must produce art, and the part that we have to savor carefully is the part of the human race that occurs in the first half of the life of a madman, including the loss of shape and quality in the structure of human society, the frustration and loss of emotion in the process of interpersonal communication, and the loss of heart and morality in the process of self-experience."

"If the fruits of human civilization are like towers above the ground, explaining how our rational logic works miracles, then the madness caused by these tragedies is like an abyss beneath the ground, which explains how our chaos makes art, and everyone but some exaggerated orators must admit that this is a part of the beauty of the human mind."

Bruce turned his head to look at Pamela, who knew that Pamela knew little about Schiller's mind temple, but she still described everything about Schiller's mind with an astonishing metaphor that seemed to be God's elaborate inspiration, a treasure that accompanied madness, and no rational analysis could replace it.

"But usually, these gods, I mean, the ones I know, the gods in our universe that can bring people madness, what we usually call the beings in the depths of the stars, they just exist that humans are crazy because they are watching and listening to them, but only because humans can't understand their existence, and they're more like a natural calamity, but they manifest themselves in a way that can't be looked at."

Strange said this, but he wasn't trying to excuse the gods, he just wanted to take the opportunity to figure out why, and what the meaning of the madness that most of them couldn't understand or understand.

"I understand what you mean." Konstantin nodded and said: "They exist like that, humans are crazy when they try to understand them, this madness is not inflicted by them, then whose sin is this"

"Really?" Schiller opened his mouth and asked, "That kid, the girl who attacked Hallie, is she crazy because she communicates the existence of the stars?" What about the one before? ”

"I'm not completely sure." Strange replied, "The connection with the demon god is more like a fatalism, it is difficult to tell whether the believer found the demon god or the demon god chose the believer, so this kind of accident often occurs - the two parties are not compatible, and because the demon god is too powerful, it is always the human who is injured." ”

"But we can't turn all the children into flowers in the greenhouse because of this, so that they don't come into contact with the powerful beings in the universe, that is just a slow death for human beings, and someone has to stand up."

"Do you think these crazy attacks at the school are just the result of a failed communication with the Demon God?"

Strange was silent, for he could clearly hear that the dangerous Schiller in front of him had a different opinion from him, and he was not entirely sure whether it was just an accident or not.

"And then again, when we take our minds out of philosophy and symbolism and talk only about the practical, does a mentally ill person who has fallen into madness have a clear tendency to choose the victim when he attacks others?"

Everyone present frowned, this was a question they had to think about, Konstantin hesitated for a moment and said, "I've heard that many mentally ill people attack others because they see hallucinations, and in hallucinations other people become monsters. ”

"Is there a pattern to the way he sees hallucinations? Destined to see that terrible hallucination in those who are weaker than him and those who cannot resist after his attack? "Nonsense." Strange shook his head and said: "There is no such possibility at all, if the disorder of the brain affects the visual and auditory nerves, then the visual and auditory disorders caused by the nerve abnormalities are completely random, and there can be no reliable regularity, otherwise it would not be called confusion." ”

The others' brows furrowed even deeper, apparently realizing a question, why did the attackers of the school madness attack so purposefully attack the junior humans?

"We hear about cases like this all the time." Schiller began to pace in front of the screen, bowed his head slightly and said, "A mentally ill man ran out into the street, slashed a woman, an elderly person or a child with a sharp object, and was acquitted of his condition." ”

"But usually, a responsible psychiatrist will not prescribe a psychiatric diagnosis to such a person who was at the time of the attack, because it is impossible for a mentally ill person who really has symptoms of a nervous disorder to pick and choose who to attack."

"The aggression they show is more out of the need to protect themselves after seeing dangerous hallucinations, and the vast majority of injuries caused by people with mental illness are caused by sudden physical collisions in close contact with medical staff."

"There is no real madman who, at the time of his illness, is able to hold a sharp weapon, open the door smoothly, walk down the stairs and rush to the street without falling, and carefully select a person who is almost powerless to resist to harm, mental illness is only an excuse for defense."

After Schiller finished speaking, he looked at Bruce, who shrugged his shoulders and said, "Just like the Joker, he is the opposite of madness, logical and well-planned, and does not have any symptoms of neurological malfunction, he is just a simple antisocial personality." ”

Zatana understood the meaning of their conversation, touched her chin and said, "Indeed, if the madness caused by the presence in the depths of the stars is the kind of mental breakdown caused by looking directly at something that cannot be seen, then how can the attacker who rushed into the corridor still use magic with a wand?" ”

"In fact, both magic attacks are very accurate, the first is aimed at the head, and the second even has a tendency to anticipate the attack." Konstantin commented objectively: "I don't know what level your mage apprentice in that universe is approximately, but he is a good hand with us, and some people can't be so accurate with a gun." ”

"It's a guided, directed madness, not just chaos and chaos." Schiller concluded, and then he looked at Strange and said, "What angers Harley and other Gotham people the most is that he uses madness as a disguise for crime, and he is blaspheming the art of human tragedy." ”

"Why should he excuse himself by this?" Pamela said coldly: "Since he has the power to drive people crazy, why not destroy what he wants to destroy generously, or is he actually afraid?" ”

"Okay, I'll summarize."

Konstantin sighed helplessly, feeling that he was in a ridiculous tragedy because he was the most normal human in this room, he didn't know if art could be born in this tragedy, he only felt that he was going crazy, so he had to sort out his mind and said.

"The person behind the campus attack, let's assume that he may be a powerful existence such as a demon god, but he is not actually driving these students crazy because of his existence, but it is possible to control and manipulate them to pretend to be crazy to create cases."

"And you guys." Konstantin glanced at the room and said, "You revere the tragic stories that lead to madness, and appreciate the art that was born out of them, and consider the exculpation of those behind it to be a grave blasphemy against half of the achievements of the human mind." ”

Schiller turned his head, as if he was a little surprised by Konstantin's ability to summarize, he just glanced at him, and Konstantin's state was like, "I want to find a crack in the ground to get into, but even if there are ten million cracks here, I'm not sure I have a chance to get in", so he just collapsed there and didn't speak.

"People born in Gotham have more opportunities to appreciate this art than anyone else." "We are on this path until one day we touch that dividing line," said Pamela, in her indifferent tone, and then we will be proud all our lives of creating this mad tragic art." ”

Bruce said as if instinctively: "Accept that we are the monsters created by the tragedy of the first half of our lives, and whether others understand it or not, we enjoy appreciating this art, just like ······ It's like a bat. ”

They all understood his metaphors, and they all understood that this was the path he should have taken, this was the path that every Gotham person should take, and when they completely crossed the dividing line of madness, it was the tragedy of the first half of their lives that made their madness still artistic, and they could still have abundant inspiration to burst out of it, so that they still had the ability to appreciate beauty.

It is this ability that sets them apart from other madmen and creates a kind of lucid madness that is unique to them, even genius, energetic, representative of half of humanity's mental achievement, and even mesmerizing.

"Let's talk about Miss Hallie Quezel again." Schiller's voice echoed through the room.

At the same time, the blizzard that had been hovering over the Himalayas had been on the screen had finally stopped, and it was a night darker than a snowstorm night.

At the center of the discussion, a girl named Halle Queezel left her bedroom in total darkness.