In the ward of Arkham Asylum, Brand held the record sheet and looked at Schiller lying on the bed. He shook his head slightly and sighed. At this moment, a nurse rushed in.
"Dr. Brand! A madman suddenly burst into the door. He said...he said his name was Jack! He said he needed treatment!"
Brand frowned and said, "Jack? Does he have green hair and clown makeup?"
"Yes, and he was soaked all over. He was shaking when he came in. I heard the old nurse said that he is a very difficult patient. Do you want to see it in person?"
Brand turned his head and glanced at Schiller on the hospital bed again, but then he put down the record sheet and pen in his hand and said to the nurse: "Lead the way."
But in fact, there was no need for a nurse to lead the way. As soon as Brand walked out of the door, he saw Jack the Clown staggering towards him at the end of the corridor.
"Doctor! Doctor! Someone come quickly! Save me! I have very serious auditory hallucinations. I need some medicine! I must get some medicine!!"
Brand stretched out a hand to stop Clown Jack from rushing towards him, and then said: "Listen, Jack, your attending doctor is Schiller. He is still unconscious, although I can take you over.
diagnosis and treatment, but I suggest you wait for a while..."
Jack was stunned. He looked at Brand and said, "Is Schiller really in a coma?"
Brand said with some confusion: "What do you mean, he is really in a coma? You knew he was in a coma before you came here. You shouldn't. There are very few people who know about this, and they shouldn't talk nonsense...
…”
But Jack squatted directly on the ground, covered his face with his hands, and then said in a broken voice: "Do you know? Before I came here, a madman told me a story, a crazy story! He must be crazy
Only then would you make up such a story!"
Faced with a patient who was in a state of madness, Brand seemed very patient. He said, "Well, come to the clinic with me first..."
After saying that, he turned around and walked to the consulting room. Jack followed him obediently. Brand said as he walked: "But I have to remind you that I am different from Schiller. I am just a psychiatrist and I have the right to prescribe.
But I don’t have a license in psychological medicine, so all I can do is listen to you tell your story and then prescribe you some medicine.”
The two came to the clinic and sat down face to face. The clown sniffed hard and said, "Just now... just now! After Batman blocked my card, he asked me to give him a ride..."
"He didn't have money to pay the fare. He still owed me $100 before, so he asked me if he could use a story to deduct his fare. I agreed. We are friends, aren't we?"
Brand nodded and motioned for Jack to continue. Jack wiped his eyes and said with some choking: "But this despicable guy, he fooled me with a completely fictional and crazy story, and it also caused me to have auditory hallucinations.
And hallucinations, doctor! You must help me!
"Oh, what crazy story did he tell?" Brand asked with some interest.
"He actually said...he actually said..." Jack gritted his teeth and said: "He actually said that he left Gotham and ignored the chaos here because Schiller jumped to hell, so he also jumped to hell.
, he is trapped in hell and cannot come back!"
"Uh..." Brand pondered for a moment, seeming to notice something unusual about Jack, and he said: "If this is indeed a crazy story to an ordinary patient, then since it is you... um
, what I want to tell you is that hell actually exists, and I have been there."
With a "bang", Jack hammered the table hard and said: "That's not the point! No matter what kind of hell it is, a high-rise building or a trash can, how could Batman jump for others?! What's more, it's for Schiller??!
!”
"Don't think I don't know. The person Batman is most suspicious of and wary of is Schiller! He clearly knows that Schiller is a criminal!"
Jack took a deep breath, then sped up his speech, and said with some trembling: "Doctor, doctor, you may not know, it is... among all our criminals, we are... we will be in contact...
…”
"We have always been in touch, through newspapers and letters, we all know each other's existence, and there is no one who does not know Schiller Rodriguez!"
"In the beginning... in the beginning... it was him who founded a club for serial murderers! Yes, it was him, although I didn't join his stupid and boring club at all, because... clowns should have their own club!"
"My club should be in a glorious hall..." The clown stretched out his hand, waving his arms, and said: "It should be filled with balloons and salutes. Whenever someone walks in,
There will be ribbons that will smear his face! Hahahahaha!"
Brand coughed slightly, Jack was stunned for a moment, and then said: "I said I digressed, what I meant was..."
"Schiller!! He is a criminal leader!!!!!" Jack suddenly jumped up and shouted.
"The whole world knows this! There's no way Batman doesn't know! He would actually jump to hell for the criminal he hates the most?! Is he crazy?!!"
Jack stood there and blinked, took a deep breath, then looked at Brand and said: "Oh, I'm sorry, doctor, I just said the wrong thing. It's not me who needs treatment, but Batman. Go quickly."
Save him!!"
"Well, if you are telling this story, then I can only tell you that this is not a story." Brand did not seem to be very proficient in psychotherapy. He scratched his head and then said: "Although it may be a bit abrupt, but
Actually I am a magician."
After saying that, he created a bunch of flames in his hand, then looked up at Jack and said: "I know another mage, her name is Zatanna. Before, she fainted because she was exhausted from using too much magic.
, I just went to visit her, and she told me all this."
"One of us, another bastard magician Constantine, made a deal with the Green of All Things that controls plants. On your way here, you should have seen those huge broccoli flowers, right? That is his masterpiece.
."
"Schiller was allergic to broccoli, so he was very angry at Constantine's behavior. In order to retaliate against Constantine, he killed himself and went to hell to pay off all of Constantine's debts.
"
"To pay off the debt, you must jump to hell, so Zatanna watched helplessly as Schiller jumped to hell, and Batman followed suit..."
"To be honest, I didn't believe it when she said this. I didn't even know they had such a strong teacher-student relationship!"
The Joker was completely stunned. If the version Batman told him before sounded like it was made up to break through his psychological defense, then what Brand told him was logical and logical.
There are also many detailed stories, and it is indeed difficult to say that they are made up.
"I'm sorry, doctor, I just said something wrong again. It seems that I am still the one who is sick. I can no longer distinguish between reality and imagination. Please give me medicine quickly!" Jack said, staring at Brand.
"I want to live here! From now on, Arkham Asylum will be my home! No one wants me to leave here!"
After saying that, Jack turned around and left, rushed into the corridor, and shouted: "Nurse! Nurse! Prepare an empty ward for me quickly!!!"
"What? Which gang am I from? I... um... I... I actually, you know the Truck Drivers' Union, right? Ah, yes, that's right, I'm from the Truck Drivers' Union. Prepare a ward for me.
,Thanks!"
Brand, who was sitting in the office, shook his head and said: "I hope he won't live here for too long. I have already promised Alberto to leave two more rooms for his men..."
After Batman finished telling the story, he was kicked out of the truck by the Joker. The way he landed was very handsome, but the way he couldn't get out of the truck was very embarrassing.
Fortunately, this place was not far from his destination, Rodriguez Manor. Soon, Batman arrived at the manor, while Merkel was still struggling to eradicate the broccoli in the garden.
Seeing Batman coming, he greeted him enthusiastically, and then asked: "How is Mr. Schiller? I'm going to see him later, but I have to deal with the trouble in the manor first, otherwise...
"
Merkel shook her head, and Batman took a look at the garden and found that most of the broccoli had been shoveled away, except for the largest one that had not been shipped out.
"I'm here to get something." Batman looked into Merkel's eyes and said, "You should know that Schiller has a special wine that can make people enter dreams. I need to get this wine and then enter the banquet."
Le's mind palace, go and call him out."
Merkel looked at Batman with some confusion. Before he could ask, Batman said: "Schiller's current coma is probably because the personality that once controlled his body is unwilling to rise, and the other
The personality cannot emerge, and without anyone to control it, the body will naturally become comatose."
"I have to talk to that personality and let him come back to control the body. Otherwise, Schiller will have no choice but to remain in a coma like this."
Merkel hesitated and then said: "The most important rule of housekeeping is that others must not be allowed to touch the owner's personal belongings. However, if it is like what you said, it is not impossible to make exceptions."
"Well, the broccoli here is in some trouble. For the sake of Mr. Schiller's future mental health, I have to transport them out quickly. I won't be able to care about anything else for the next three hours. You'd better leave quickly!"
After saying that, Merkel picked up the garden shovel and began to eradicate the largest broccoli. Batman turned around and went upstairs to open the door skillfully, and began to rummage in Schiller's study.
The bottle of wine is actually not difficult to find. It is placed on the shelf in the study. However, Schiller used this method before to deceive Constantine who wanted to steal the wine. This bottle of wine cannot be touched directly with hands.
Otherwise, you will fall asleep immediately.
Although Batman's purpose is to enter Schiller's dream, he doesn't want to enter here, because if he really wakes up Schiller, Schiller's speed will be able to rush back in an instant, and then bring him back from the dream.
Batman is stuck here.
Batman has already predicted that the following conversation will not go smoothly. If he is blocked here, it is likely to add a lot of color to Schiller's resume.
To safely take away this bottle of wine, you must solve 48 puzzles in the room. While Batman was busy solving the puzzles, Lex and Clark, who were in the Batcave and looking at the surveillance equipment, discovered that
Exception.
Clark pointed to one of the screens and said: "Where is this? Oh my God, who is that? Professor Schiller has been kidnapped!"
Lex, who was debugging the equipment, immediately turned his head. He looked at the screen that Clark was pointing at, and his eyes widened because he found that in the screen, the unconscious Schiller was tied up with a rope and was hanging in the air.
.
Under his feet was the damaged ground and the radiant pool. Lex looked closely and saw that behind Schiller was a huge cross and a statue of the crucified Jesus, and the rope hanging him was over the cathedral.
The other end of the beam was tied around Jesus' neck.
"Gotham Cathedral!" Lex said in a deep voice: "Quickly call Batman and ask him to come over immediately. Professor Schiller has been kidnapped!"
"Why are you still informing him? I'll fly over right now!" Clark was about to leave immediately, but Lex stopped him. He said, "Can you use your brain? Do you know who the other party is? You know Professor Schiller?"
Does the pool water under your feet have any effect? What if it is a source of radiation? If you are contaminated, the entire Gotham City will be destroyed!"
Clark was stunned for a moment. He felt that what Lex said made sense. The two of them still didn't know the truth about the crazy citizens of Gotham. Therefore, in their opinion, if something like this happened at this time, it was likely that the source of pollution was released.
The murderer showed up.
They knew almost nothing about this toxin that could make people go crazy. No one could say whether Clark would be contaminated after he got close to it. If he went crazy, no one could stop him.
Clark stamped his feet anxiously and called Batman immediately. Unexpectedly, Batman did not appear in the surveillance screen. Instead, he came to the Batcave. Clark looked at his figure and said anxiously: "Here you go."
What are you doing? Go and save the professor!"
"I'm here to save the professor." Batman said with a cold face. As he walked into the Batcave, lights turned on one after another, all the equipment started running, and the hum of machinery became noisy. The Batcave instantly
was lit up.
Batman stood in front of the largest control panel and picked up the beeping communicator. The Joker's voice came from the other side.
"Batman, do you really think you can sway me? Of course you can't! This is just my plan, hahahahaha!"
Standing under the statue of Jesus, the clown held the phone, looked up at Schiller who was hanging in the air, and then said: "I pretended to have a breakdown, came to Arkham Asylum, and deceived the difficult attending doctor.
Sir, brought your good professor here!"
"Do you think he is invincible? Do you think he can turn into gray mist and no one can hurt him? Unfortunately, if he falls into the pool, no one can save him. This crazy virus will infect
Everything, including the gray mist!"
"Batman, you can't save him this time!"
As soon as the Joker said this, he heard Batman's cold, emotionless voice coming from the other end of the phone:
"Missile silo warmed up, aiming at target, Gotham Cathedral, ready to launch!"
