Everyone on the rickety bus looked a little sleepy, Natasha had already fallen asleep, Batman was resting with his eyes half-closed, and Bei Bat tried to think about what the abnormality was just now, but the more he thought about it, the more sleepy he became.

In the control room of Schiller's Thinking Tower, the superego sighed deeply as he looked at the declining mental stability reading chart.

"I suddenly remembered why he didn't let the sick go out in the first place, if he didn't care for his body, he was about 10,000 times more arrogant."

Superego rubbed his temples with a little headache, flipped through the list of personality traits that could go to work, and finally shouted out the door: "Arrogance! Arrogant! Go to work! ”

The arrogant man who was leaning on the railing of the patio outside the door said angrily: "I just said that it's good to walk through that hole, you have to go down the elevator, this is okay, right?" ”

"If you don't go, I'll go." Greed opened his mouth and tilted his head to look up and said, "I think this bus is good, the Academy of Magic is short of a school bus......"

"Arrogance! Just go! ”

When Schiller opened his eyes again, he found that Batman was staring at him.

"Morning, Doctor."

"Morning, Batman."

Schiller looked down to find himself still wearing the dark brown suit he had acquired from Niehlet Manor, and instinctively frowned as Batman handed him a black tie.

Schiller immediately untied the brightly colored tie around his neck, and he was stunned for a moment when he took the tie handed over by Batman.

The tie is too light, what about the two-pound camera on it?

Schiller looked back at Batman, who replied as if he had a clear idea: "The electronic signals of all my devices will be interfered with here, and all communication equipment and monitoring equipment will be unusable." ”

Schiller said while putting on his tie, "I guess someone is watching our game." ”

"How so?"

"In terms of timing, now that everyone has completed at least one round of the game, a lot of people who care about the rules will inevitably choose to sit on the sidelines because the risk is much lower and they can learn more."

"Let's talk about the game first." Batman turned his head back, leaned back in his chair with a slight relaxation, only turned his eyes to look at Schiller and said, "You saw the organizer's intentions from the beginning?" ”

Schiller also leaned back in his chair, as if chatting, and said in a relaxed tone: "No, but I know that this is a game with rules, and the sick hobby is to break all the rules." ”

"It's not the same as looking for loopholes in a game, people who like to take advantage of the rules will listen to the rules carefully, understand them, and understand them more than anyone else."

"Then you can find out what can be used in the rules to achieve the purpose of exploiting loopholes, and you can understand such people as wise men or strategists, and occasionally conspirators."

"But the sick are the performers." Schiller sighed lightly and said: "You should have discovered that he has an extraordinary desire to perform, and he shows himself all the time, which is the nature of a psychopath. ”

"It's fascinating." Batman named one of the characteristics of psychopaths, and then went on to analyze: "They usually have a strong charismatic personality and a narcissistic personality, and when they fully display their charm through external performance, they will instinctively attract the attention of many people." ”

"There are a lot of successful people in various fields that we know fit the definition of psychopath." Schiller said calmly: "Especially in the three terms of politics, business and military, people who are charismatic and know how to show themselves are often more likely to succeed." ”

Schiller turned to Batman again and said, "Manipulation, art, hunting, love are all my instincts, and they radiate it all to everyone, leading them into the abyss of endless chaos. ”

"Manipulation." Batman pronounced the word softly.

He recalled Schiller's heart rate that he had been paying attention to, and now that he remembered it, the heart rate changed too regularly, no, it was not a coincidence that the frequency was gradually increasing and the difficulty gradually increased.

"Yes, that's something I can control." Schiller also said as if he felt something: "Using every ability, every part, every move, every word and deed, instinctively manipulates anyone around me, this is pathology." ”

"It's interesting." Batman commented, "Have you published anything about this? ”

"The object of study in the field of psychology cannot be oneself." Schiller shook his head and said, "I don't want to pretend to anyone else. ”

"This rule deserves to be changed." Batman closed his eyes softly and said, "Otherwise, they will miss out on the academic work of many masters of dissociative identity disorder like you." ”

"You can rest for a while." Schiller said, "I can tell you about my plans in the last game until you fall asleep." ”

Batman's eyes closed in silence, but Schiller knew he was acquiescing.

"I didn't lose control from the beginning, the danger signals you felt in the car were deliberately put out by me, it's really simple, by controlling some facial muscle twitches, stiff rotation of limbs, stiff eyes, I can very well restore my aggressive appearance at a certain time."

"The most difficult thing to manipulate among these three is you, ordinary words and expressions can't easily move you, so I chose the simplest and most basic physiological performance, from the moment I got out of the car, I was adjusting my heart rate."

"It's a simple psychological principle, if I set my heart rate to the highest in the first place, it's more of a shock than a stress."

"I know that no matter what, you're going to put some of your energy into the rule-reading killers, and all I'm going to do is get as much of your attention as possible."

"When the surprise overshadows the nervousness, I can't keep your attention on me, and it's hard to manipulate your actions."

"So I chose to gradually increase my heart rate to create the illusion that I was getting high and getting out of control."

"Sure enough, even when you listened to the rules, you kept at least half of your attention on me, for fear that I would go crazy, and when I did, you would no longer have the energy to care about what the killer said."

"This has the advantage that all philosophical propositions in this world need to be thought about to have the meaning of existence, and if no one thinks, it is equivalent to not existing, and by this time, the rules have been completely broken."

"When I rushed to the side of the cage and grabbed one of the men's arms, I wasn't just trying to show my aggression, but I was suggesting to you that these people weren't 'ordinary people.'"

"And when I approached the boy again, but didn't attack him, you should have been sure of that, because if I had acted instinctively, I would have not hunted innocent people who were not aggressive, but would have asked for some skill on the other side."

"Thinking from a pathological standpoint, the so-called ability is naturally the means of killing, so you can see from the completely different treatment of two people that there are murderers and innocents in this group of people."

"When I was morbidly manipulating my body, I could hardly see these two, either he was murderous and had blood on his hands, or he had never done anything evil at all, and he was completely pure."

"The others are just a vague shadow in my eyes, and if you say that most of them kill people out of necessity or rebellion, then I really can't see them, because they are just ordinary people."

"Let's talk about the second half." Schiller also closed his eyes, slowed his tone and said, "I didn't listen to the rules of this murderer at all, but I knew it was boring, and I didn't plan to waste any more time." ”

"But to get out of here, I'm afraid I won't be able to use ordinary means, so I thought, if he is really as powerful as he appears to be, why should he make a gladiatorial arena? If it was really to show the cruelty of human nature, he would directly reach out and slap half of the people who died, and he would be able to see the ugliest side of human beings. ”

"From the previous two games, it can also be seen that the killer seems to be somewhat restricted and cannot shoot directly for a certain period of time, but this is also reasonable, after all, if he is directly blocked by the car door, both parties will be embarrassed."

"So it's the best way to get him to show his flaws, lose control, and actively break some kind of rule, and I should have mentioned to you the Batman-Joker Convergence Law, right?"

"That young bat is far inferior to you, he is better at deceiving, and more importantly not as strong as you, and is more likely to be overturned."

"Even if he hadn't taken me to the skies, I'd have found a way to wrestle with him for a long time until I ran out of his patience and made him develop a real hatred for me."

"There's Batman, there's Joker, the two of them are in full swing, how can there be no clouds and rain in Gotham? When the curse invades here, it's beyond the control of the murderer. ”

"I know you want to ask what comes out of the way when he comes close to killing me, and all I can say is hope you never see him."

"He's not scary, just disgusting."

Schiller's voice grew lower and lower, and he fell into a deep sleep, and the carriage became silent.

The spectators were also very quiet.

Lord Superman's gaze became more serious.

The problem now is that he thought that Bruce might just be a rebellious young man with an uneducated education, but now he knows that not only did he study under the professor for so many years, but he also graduated, which made Lord Superman wonder that Bruce was also a psychopath.

So he tentatively asked, "Do you have a good relationship with your professor?" ”

"I think it's good unilaterally."

"What do you mean by unilateral feelings?"

"I submitted more than 70 PhD applications to him, he rejected more than 70 times, and blocked more than 100 of my emails."

Lord Superman breathed a sigh of relief.

"You ......" Lord Superman paused, feeling that his way of questioning was a bit too radical and discriminatory, so he changed his question and said, "Is your professor in good spirits when he is teaching?" ”

"He's always been in good spirits."

"What about yours?"

"It's not good once in a while, but I'll take my medicine."

Lord Superman was stunned again, and for the first time he looked at Bruce's face and asked, "Take medicine?" What medicine do you take? ”

"Some psychotropic drugs." Bruce tilted his head to one side and said, "It's mainly to relieve mental tension and anxiety, and there are some tranquilizers." ”

"So you smoke weed?"

"It has nothing to do with it." Bruce coughed twice and said, "I'm here for headaches." ”

"Every junkie says that." Lord Superman was very dissatisfied, and said, "You know that this is harmful. ”

"Every old-fashioned patriarch says that, and you remind me of Thomas."

"Thomas? Which Thomas? ”

"Which one else could there be? Of course it was my dad Thomas Wayne, and I was so mad at hand when he was on the manor that he wouldn't even allow me to take two stairs at a time. ”

"He's right, because sooner or later you're going up the stairs...... Wait, your dad?! ”

Gastroenteritis plus auntie, who knows

(End of chapter)