"Dr. Cornell, you're right, I don't need to change, it's not me who needs to change, it's the world!"

"Hahaha, I'll make the world like me."

Arthur pulled the last cigarette from the crumpled cigarette case, gently placed it to his mouth, lit it, took a deep breath, and laughed maniacally.

"Oh, Arthur, it sounds interesting, but I still want everything you do to be done after careful consideration."

"I don't want you to act only on emotions, emotions are the most unstable."

"By the way, how's your work? Didn't you say last time that you were almost done? ”

Cornell tapped his finger on the table, chuckled, and asked.

"Doctor, I've almost finished writing, and I'm here to show you my work."

"Doctor, you are the first person in this world who does not hate me, the first person who does not treat me as an outlier, and I am very grateful to you."

Arthur's right hand trembled and he took his work from his bosom and handed it to Cornell.

Cornell flipped through Arthur's creations, his eyes sharpening and sharpening.

On the title page is the sentence "I hope that my death will be more meaningful than my life"

Cornell looked up, and he saw that Arthur was watching him.

"Arthur, are you really going to die? Isn't it better to be alive than dead? ”

"Have you really figured it out?"

Cornell looked at Arthur and blinked, a smile on his lips.

He closed Arthur's work.

"Sir, aren't you going to read on? You've only read one sentence. ”

"That's all my ......"

Seeing Connell smile, Arthur looked down at the soot scattered on the ground, his face full of gloom.

"I know it's your whim, but I can't sit back and watch my patients choose to self-destruct."

"You've already chosen to self-destruct, so what's the use of me watching it?"

"Arthur, if you can promise me that you will always be happy and happy, I will watch this work of yours."

Cornell pushed his glasses and smiled.

"Is that so?"

"Thanks, I see, then this work will stay here."

"It's time for me to go."

Arthur twisted his neck violently and raised his head, his eyes confused, and a maniacal smile on the corner of his mouth.

With that, he slowly stood up and walked out.

When he walked out of the office, Arthur turned his head and looked at Cornell, he touched his neck, and said uncertainly, "Perhaps, I am already dead, sir, you are probably talking to a dead man right now." ”

Cornell was stunned for a moment, and a meaningful smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, Arthur, Mr. Clown, it was right to choose you.

……

in the office.

Nick Fury looked at the materials in his hand as he listened to Cornell recount his last conversation with Arthur.

He was verifying that what Cornell said was consistent with the information, and under normal circumstances, no one except for the hyperamnesia would be able to remember exactly what had happened a month earlier.

The memories of the human brain are full of all sorts of disguises.

For example, when you were a child, you ate a very delicious food, and you will give this memory a beautiful and unforgettable memory.

But when you grow up and go back to eating that delicious food, you will feel that it is not delicious.

But the raw materials and methods of food are the same, and the reason why it is not delicious is only because in the depths of your memory you have given it too much beauty.

You will subconsciously think that it is not that taste and that the food you eat now is not as good as the food you had when you were a child.

You will even make an excuse for yourself, this store has changed people, not the same person who did it back then.

But in fact, even if that person personally made another copy for you now, you will still feel full of flaws.

You'll find another reason that he's old and doesn't make as good a meal as he did when he was younger.

But the food hasn't changed, the taste is still the same, the left ingredients are still the same left, the cooking temperature is still the same temperature, and the people are still the same people.

At the end of the day, it's your memory that deceives you, and it's really not as rosy as you remember.

This is called memory error, and everyone's memory will be wrong.

You'll have a lot of things interspersed with memories, and you remember that it happened to you, but as time goes on, you will never be able to remember that exact date.

You can only remember a rough idea, this is the limitation of the human brain, no one will be like a robot, and the human brain will not be like a computer.

The computer automatically saves the data of every software run, and even the junk generated by the operation will also be saved.

But the human brain is different, the human brain will replace your memory little by little, leaving all those unimportant things behind, not deleting, but hiding.

When you touch an event, you feel it clearly, but you can't remember it that clearly.

Human brain memory is divided according to the degree of importance, the important ones will be remembered clearly, and the unimportant ones will be hidden or buried deeply.

But even if it's an important thing, you can't remember it exactly.

This is precisely the limitation of human beings.

Within S.H.I.E.L.D., most agents have this limitation.

Only a small number of people are able to push the limits of their brains, but they are only able to remember important things.

Nick Fury looked at the information in front of him and couldn't help frowning.

Cornell's conversation was exactly the same as it was in the material, not even a word was missing.

It's absolutely impossible, he's a doctor and not an agent, so it's absolutely impossible to remember it clearly.

Even if you remember it clearly, why remember it so clearly?

Was Arthur important to him?

The relationship between them is only that of a doctor and a patient, and even if a doctor has a conscience, he will not remember it so clearly.

What is the relationship between them other than the doctor-patient relationship?

Was Arthur involved in his transformation into a Joker?

If so, what part of it was involved?

Who is that "he" in Arthur's story?

Is it the doctor in front of you or the one who is deeper hidden?

At this moment, Nick Fury's mind was flooded with infinite questions, and all kinds of thoughts poured out.

The only thing he could be sure of was that the Cornell doctor in front of him was definitely not an ordinary doctor, and this doctor must have a lot of secrets.

"Whew~" Nick Fury took a deep breath, raised his head, looked into Cornell's eyes, a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and asked tentatively: "Dr. Cornell, your memory is so good, it is even word for word!" ”

"I'm sure you definitely don't have Alzheimer's disease."

"Hahaha, Lord Director, I'm actually not just a doctor...... "Cornell smiled and said, "I'm still a patient, I have hyperamnesia, I still remember what happened when I was three years old!" ”

Hyperamnesia?

How could such a coincidence be possible in the world?

Nick Fury shrank suddenly, this is really afraid of something!

"Hahaha......" he smiled and continued to ask tentatively: "I have heard of hyperamnesia, it is a rare disease, and with this disease, the brain automatically stores all kinds of information every day. ”

"You can see all your memories, and sometimes it's a pain to not forget."

"It's hard to think about the taste of stuffing things into your head."

"There's something I really want to ask for help from a hyperamnesia patient, I'm looking for someone, Dr. Cornell, you happen to be a hyperamnesiac patient, so please do me a favor!"

Nick Fury reached into his coat pocket, pulled out a photo, placed it on the table, and gently pushed it over.

This is a photo of the clown, the only one taken by surveillance.

Cornell took the photo, reached out and pushed his glasses, and looked at them carefully, his childlike hole shrunk.

Mr. Clown was photographed?

Then he must have done it on purpose, otherwise he would never have left any message.

Do you actively expose your information?

Mr. Clown, would you like to improvise according to the script we discussed?

"Dr. Cornell, do you look like you've seen this clown?"

Nick Fury said very calmly.

"Your Excellency, I think this picture looks a lot like a person, a bit like Arthur...... Or is he Arthur, why is Arthur dressed like this? ”

"It's weird, I know he's a circus clown, does the clown need any pompous look now?"

"I remember when I was a kid, I could be a clown with a red nose on my face or a mask."

Cornell shrugged his shoulders and smiled.

Of course, he knew that the clown in this photo was not Arthur, and the person in this photo was the real clown, a personality of Zhou Ran, and his confidant.

A crazy man who spreads chaos and fear, who loves to play games, especially those that target human weaknesses.

This is a completely contagious psychopathic lunatic.

As a friend of the Joker, of course he has to keep it a secret for the Joker.

What's more, he wasn't wrong, Arthur was the Joker.

After hearing this, Nick Fury blinked his only remaining one-eye, smiled, and asked tentatively, "Really?" Is Arthur really the guy in the photo? ”

"Why don't I feel like it? Dr. Cornell, are you really not mistaken? ”

"You were a little hesitant just now, and ordinary people can't see it, but I really see it."

"Sir, your expression has betrayed you, what are you hiding?"

Nick Fury's voice grew louder and his tone became more angry, like a cop catching a thief in his own home.

"Ahem, Lord Director, don't cheat, I'm a psychiatric doctor, in order to be able to get along with the mentally ill more harmoniously......" Cornell coughed lightly and said, "I have studied psychology, I have studied facial micro-expressions, I am very professional, you are not angry, and you are not an angry person." ”

"Lord Director, you have a strong psychological endurance and a strong sense of crisis, you will never show an angry expression to an outsider, it will make you look very vulnerable."

"In front of outsiders, you usually maintain an image of being sure of nine out of ten and having a chance to win."

"So, your anger is feigned, and it doesn't mean anything."

Connell paused, stretched out his finger and tapped his head, and said, "Your Excellency, my memory tells me that the person in this photo is Arthur. ”

"And Arthur himself is a circus clown, his dream is to be a great comedian, and he is eager to bring laughter to the world."

"He wanted everyone to laugh out loud."

Listen to these words.

Nick Fury was a little speechless, he felt like he had hit a hard stubble, something he hadn't felt in years.

Since becoming the head of S.H.I.E.L.D., no one has given him such a headache.

The doctor in front of him was very clever and wise, and he had a pair of penetrating eyes, and any disguise in front of him was of little use.

But if he was honest, Nick Fury couldn't do it, and even if he did, he would be unwilling.

He still didn't know what kind of person this doctor was in front of him.

Is it worth trusting?

You must know that the Joker is now a top secret of S.H.I.E.L.D., and only a few people with authority can inquire about it.

All the people involved in the Joker's operation that day also signed the highest level of non-disclosure agreement.

Aside from those individuals, the other agents were unaware of the matter.

Even his own people still have to be hidden, not to mention that the doctor in front of him is still an outsider?

It's hard to do! It's a bit tricky!

Nick Fury stretched out his fingers and stroked the smooth tabletop, looked at Cornell in front of him, and slowly spoke: "Dr. Cornell, it seems that I can't get any useful information from you. ”

"I know you're a person with secrets, but no one can keep secrets for the rest of your life, and sooner or later you'll be exposed."

"I will wait for this day to come, no matter what kind of secret, there will always be a day when it will be revealed."

"Dr. Cornell, I want you to remember that you are an American, and not to do anything that hurts America."

Nick Frey paused and continued, "Thank you for the information, it has helped us and has been very useful to us. ”

"Give me that picture of the clown, it's time for me to go."

Nick Fury held out his hand to Cornell, who was holding the photo.

After listening to Nick Fury's words.

Cornell was a little surprised, he thought that the black braised egg of S.H.I.E.L.D. in front of him would get to the bottom of it, but he didn't expect the black braised egg to stop asking.

This really came as a surprise to Cornell.

Nick Fury was ready to stop, but Cornell wasn't.

Isn't the game just beginning?

How could it be possible for your black braised egg to leave the market so early?

Cornell pushed his glasses and handed the photo in his hand to Nick Fury, a meaningful smile appeared on his face, and said, "Lord Director, please be careful, warm reminder, he has his eyes on you." ”

"But don't worry, it's not you next, it's the one behind you."

Cornell twisted his neck and held out his finger, pointing in the direction of Black Widow behind Nick Fury.