"It's just that he can't sit down and talk to me for a while because of his mundane affairs, but that's okay, I said, he'll be more interested in the conversation between the two of us, so he'll be listening intently to the listening device."

"I'll fix Batman's problem first, come over and help me fix the microphone and you can leave."

Jason was skeptical, and after hesitating in place for a few seconds, he strode over to Schiller, saying as he went, "You know there's no point in attacking me, right?" You can't win. ”

"As a doctor, I don't usually choose to attack anyone." Schiller acted a little helpless, and said, "I make sure to you that Batman has never approached me, and you don't have to worry about him attacking you from the air." ”

Jason's pace quickened slightly, and they weren't really far apart, just four or five steps away, but the closer they got to Schiller, the more Jason felt a sense of oppression.

It's a feeling that's hard to describe in words, as if he's walking towards a beast, but when he looks at it, it's just his hallucination.

The paisley pattern of the tie was a little too complicated, it was almost dizzying, and Jason had to twist his eyes, but the stripes on the suit were not much better, constantly distorting and distorting in Jason's vision, making him feel top-heavy.

One more step, those hateful cashew patterns and thick and thin stripes were even more eye-catching, but the distance between the two was already doomed, and the angle at which Jason turned his head was a little too unnatural not to look at these things, and he never wanted Schiller to notice that he was retreating.

So he looked up at Schiller's face, and the most striking thing about Schiller's face was the gray eyes.

Jason stared into Schiller's eyes and took another step forward, and certain images flashed before his eyes.

A pair of slender and powerful hands held a shining needle, slowly approaching into the field of vision, closer and closer, closer and closer.

The most frightening thing is not the pain of a needle piercing the eyeball, but the infinitely long process of approaching, and the pain that has been applied can be overcome by the heart, but not yet.

Nothing can resist this fear, and the fear of human beings when they see the torture instrument is greater than the pain they feel when they are in real pain.

Jason felt suffocated, and as he took another step forward, another image flashed, severed arm muscles, shattered bones, they were entangled and became disgusting.

Another fear of torture is that, after irreparable mutilation, they still have to drag their scarred, ugly, broken bodies with memories of humiliation and pain through their modest lives.

The fear of such associations is much stronger than the pain inflicted at the time.

Jason felt the J-shaped scar on his face begin to cause him some unbearable pain, and suddenly some of the eyes and gazes became concrete in his memory.

How did Nightwing look at him when he took off his mask, shock, sympathy, disgust and ridicule? And, of course, Robin, who replaced him, he must be the happiest person, right?

How could Batman accept a guy who had been imprisoned by the Joker as an assistant? He doubted everything in this world, how could he not doubt that he had confided his secret to the Joker?

Why didn't the clown kill him? What did he sell to keep him alive?

Everyone thinks like this, it is the hero who dies, and the traitor who survives.

Taking another instinctive step forward, Jason saw a pair of sleek leather shoes and two legs in crisp suit pants.

He felt himself lying on all fours, and the other took a step back, and he took a step forward, like a dog wagging its tail and begging for food.

Yes, this is the last step in the destruction of the will by such torture, which will make them realize what they have given up and become in order to live.

Let them understand that henceforth they live only to live, and not to live as a human being.

Intense fear engulfed Jason, and Schiller's voice seemed to come from far away.

"Are you okay? Jason, maybe it would be better to give Batman a call directly......"

Schiller turned to put the equipment in his hand on the table next to him, and suddenly Jason rushed over and snatched the tape recorder and microphone from Schiller's hand as if he had gone crazy.

Schiller instinctively raised his arm and took a step back, and Jason roared at him, "Give it to me!" Give it to me! ”

Schiller's arm was grabbed by Jason, and with his other hand, Jason snatched the tape recorder cable and the microphone and slammed it to the ground.

With a "pop", all the equipment was reduced to pieces.

Schiller lowered his arm, stood a little helplessly, looked at Jason and said, "You know there's more than one recording device here, right?" It's pointless, it's rude, and I want you to stop your violence right away, Jason. ”

Jason turned his head and strode towards the door, saying in a hoarse voice that suppressed some violent emotion, "Drive!" Let's go to that house! ”

Schiller stood on the ground and watched Jason walk out, and after his figure disappeared into the doorway, Schiller slowly pulled out the pocket towel in his pocket with one hand.

There were some wet marks at the bottom of the pocket towel, and Schiller spread the soft handkerchief on his hand and pulled a needle out of the pocket of his trousers.

More drops of liquid fell on the handkerchief that had just dried a little, and Schiller muttered to himself: "No, Gray Mist, it's not wine, you can't drink it, it's just a concentration of fear gas." ”

Jason, who had rushed out of the Bat Cave, had never had such a high respect for the cool breeze of Gotham's early morning, and he took a deep breath and remembered what he had just done.

At the last moment, he didn't go crazy, but suddenly came to his senses, and Jason's sanity had already told him that he was just a nobody, but Batman was important.

Whether it's the Joker, the Scarecrow, or the Penguin, they go to harm the Bat family, not in essence they have a grudge against Robin, but just to blackmail Batman with them.

No matter what the super criminal did to the people around Batman, the target was Batman.

The same goes for being kidnapped by the Joker, who doesn't want to torture himself to get any information, and Jason dares to say that he probably doesn't know as much about Batman as the Joker.

The Joker tortures him just to use this to influence Batman.

Conversely, if Schiller is really not a good person, but has successfully won the trust of Batman in some capacity, then his plan can only be to play the role of a psychiatrist to treat himself, but influence Batman through the process of treatment.

Then Batman's suspicious act of monitoring everything will play into Schiller's hands.

Jason has watched Batman misjudge several times due to verbal harassment by the Joker, with serious consequences.

So he didn't think that Schiller couldn't hurt Batman if he couldn't touch him in reality, and he understood that there was a class of supercriminals whose words were much more powerful than their fists.

So he destroys the communications equipment that Batman left behind, and also intends to go to the safe house before Schiller, and remove all the surveillance cameras and listeners there.

He knew how risky it was, and he knew what it would put him in.

If Jason had to describe how he felt about Dr. Schiller, and how he differed from the Joker, he could only say that the Joker disappointed him that Batman didn't come to save him, and Schiller told him to hope that Batman wouldn't come.

Riding in the slightly older Jaguar, Jason saw a note on the steering wheel from Nightwing, which contained the address of the safe house that Batman had prepared.

The safe house is located on a small island on the east coastline, and they have to travel not only by car but also by boat.

The good news is that it must be an isolated and barren place, and so is the bad news.

Jason sat in the driver's seat and looked at the note, until Schiller came over and bent down to look at the passenger window, and sure enough, he wouldn't let himself go ahead of him easily.

Jason took a deep breath and unlocked the door, and Schiller pulled the door and sat in.

Jason smelled a faint cologne, which reminded him of Lucius, Batman's technical advisor who used to frequented the Batcave, a man who also wore a suit and leather shoes and was very conscious of his appearance.

Jason rolled down the window and started the car, and to his surprise, Schiller didn't take the initiative to speak, he thought that it would be better to do so, there must be a monitor in the car.

Jason's driving style is in the same vein as Batman, and if it weren't for the fact that ordinary cars can't fly like Batmobile, they would have been climbing and flying on the surface of buildings and rooftops.

"Does violent behavior make you feel safer?" Schiller asked.

Jason didn't answer him, he entered the stage of silent resistance, but Schiller just said to himself: "I hope we can make three chapters, I hope that in the next few days, you will not violently destroy the environment we live in, and it is best to keep your distance from me." ”

"Are you scared?"

"Jason, you'll soon understand that I'm not a person who likes to talk nonsense." Schiller turned to look at Jason and said, "Every word I say has meaning, if you don't understand it, try to do it." ”

"Batman didn't even try to order me that."

"It's not an order, it's just heartfelt advice, and if you don't listen, it's bound to have some consequences, and maybe it won't be what you want."

Jason pouted, unmoved, and the car sped all the way away from the bustle of the city and towards the suburbs.

After driving through a road through the wilderness, they saw the dock at the end of the skyline, and by the somewhat gloomy daylight of Gotham, Jason found a brand new ship in the warehouse next to it.

He pushed the ship out of the warehouse and into the water, Schiller taking the lead and sitting on one side, Jason on the engine side.

"Do you think that if I throw you down now, your beautiful and expensive clothes will help you flutter in the water?"

"First of all, I can swim, and second, you better drive fast because I'm seasick." Schiller turned his head to look at the island not far away, it was obvious that it was an island, and they were in the sea now.

He did not show any abnormality, but he was very aware of the current symptoms of his body, and after mentally comparing them, Schiller found that it was indeed some kind of physiological symptom, not a psychogenic disease.

Jason deliberately drove the boat very slowly.

There were wind and waves at sea, and the slower the boat went, the more it shook, and then Schiller found that his symptoms of seasickness had nothing to do with the extent of the boat's rocking, and he seemed to be just allergic to the sea.

Schiller's face was pale, but his face was calm, and he didn't look at Jason, who was deliberately delaying, but just looked at the sea level.

"How are you feeling?" Jason gave a wicked smile and then said as if he were fearless, "What will you pay me for this?" Piercing my eyeballs with needles, breaking my arms, or doing some human modification surgery for me? ”

"Not really, Jason." Schiller lowered his eyes and said, "I'm a doctor, I'm not that evil. ”

"You're ten times more evil." Jason looked at him and said, "Don't think I don't know what the hell you're up to, I'm hallucinating, it's not because I'm not mentally normal, it's all your doing." ”

"It's for your own good, Jason."

To Jason's surprise, Schiller confessed, and he finally looked at Jason again and said, "I want you to remember everything you see." ”

"Do you think I'll be scared?"

"Nope." Schiller's tone finally became serious, and he said, "You should learn how to bring fear to others more than to deal with fear, shouldn't you?" ”