The days of being a spiritual mentor in Meiman.

Bruce did not expect that after four years of tormenting each other with Schiller, Schiller's degree of abnormality could still refresh his cognition again. This is no longer a moral or legal issue. For the first time, Bruce felt that he was a little at a loss .

Does Schiller want to change Bruce?Of course, because he doesn't change Bruce, he can't escape the fate of being around Batman.

If Batman doesn't change at all, then he may have to torture each other with Batman for more than 20 years, so of course he wants to make Batman less annoying while he is still young.

So, does Bruce want to change Schiller?And of course, Bruce wants to punish every criminal, so what if his friends are criminals too?
This question has already been answered in the original comics. Batman has never given up on saving the double-faced Harvey Dent, and when the double-faced man's condition deteriorates and he does something that violates the law, Batman would feel so guilty that he couldn't even face him.

For those who are close to him, Batman is more inclined to save them and let them go on the right path. This is the case with double-faced people, and so is Catwoman, rather than throwing them into prison simply and rudely like dealing with other criminals inside.

Batman has always wanted to change his teacher Schiller, and he didn't take practical action before, mainly because he hasn't graduated yet. Anyway, Batman is also a normal person with a social conscience. , If you haven’t passed the exam, why don’t you beat up the teacher?
As for some more gentle methods without violence, Batman has basically never considered it. For a profession whose daily job is to spy on other people's psychology and persuade others, the end result of chatting is to make himself sick. .

After Batman returned from hell, his thinking has undergone a great change. Therefore, when dealing with certain criminals, he can have an advantage that he did not have before. At this time, he believes that he should be able to start to change. Schiller.

After participating in an internship in a psychiatric hospital, Batman understands that the vast majority of patients with mental illness are suffering, and no one wants to get rid of this capricious, uncontrolled life.

Batman can actually see that Schiller's desire to become an ordinary person is actually a manifestation of him actively seeking treatment, but because he is a psychiatrist himself, he can't find a better person to treat him. up.

Batman feels that he has the responsibility to free Schiller from this pain. Perhaps this process will be very long, but what Batman lacks most is perseverance and perseverance, but the premise is that Schiller has the possibility of being saved and the desire to accept change .

Batman had seen his morbid side in Metropolis before, and at that time, he displayed the same madness as Batman had seen other vicious criminals.

But now, he understands that it is only because their contact time is too short, and this Schiller does not have enough space to play.

Even though Batman's moral requirements for Schiller have been reduced to the point that he is just an individual, it is clear that the Schiller in front of him has once again broken through his bottom line, and he is more like a monster than a human being.

A calm, silent, self-consistent, independent monster who does not need to be treated or accept changes.

"You don't have to feel so nervous." Schiller looked at Bruce, shook his head and said, "For most vertebrates in this world, the rib eye meat should taste the best."

"Because there is no regular activity there, the muscles will not become too tough due to excessive exercise, but because of the existence of bones, there will not be too much fat accumulation, and it will not be too greasy."

Schiller didn't say what kind of animal it was. According to common sense, he should be referring to pigs, cattle and sheep, but none of the people present could understand it in the direction of common sense.

Schiller continued to chop the meat on the plate with a knife and fork, but stopped eating, and he continued: "Perhaps that is why the chef chose the rib roast, but he is not interested in eating it." I don’t have much confidence in my cooking skills, so I can only burn the meat so that people can’t tell the type of meat.”

"But I think it's because he judges others by himself." Schiller shook his head lightly and said, "How many people have seen human ribs? Even if he directly served a whole human rib, Everyone here is just amazed, there are really more and more breeds of pigs now."

All the people who looked at Schiller had a bad face, because they knew that what Schiller said was true, but soon, people reacted, and one of the ladies in a dress looked at Schiller and said, "It's not so much that we don't It's normal, rather, it's not normal for you who can tell the difference, right?"

"I didn't say you were abnormal." Schiller looked up at him and said, "I'm a psychiatrist, and I'm using my professional knowledge to provide you with more options for your next actions against the murderer."

Bruce took a deep breath. He knew that now he had to distinguish between the primary and the secondary. No matter how terrifying Schiller was, he was not responsible for this case. He had to figure out what the murderer on TV was all about.

So, he put his hands on the table, looked at Schiller on the opposite side and said, "What does this mean, that he is not a confident person?"

Schiller was still using a knife and fork to separate the seemingly dry meat on the plate one by one, which seemed like a ritual, but Bruce felt that this was his boring action to relieve boredom.

"He substituted himself and felt that you, like him, have a full understanding of the different forms of limbs of various animals. He also felt that, like him, you instinctively doubt everything around you and check the details of all objects , before you start eating, you have to look at the food on the plate for half an hour."

Schiller turned his head slightly, and said to the TV: "This mysterious gentleman, in the poem you made, you described those greedy people who robbed food as pigs, and those who stopped you from revenge , It’s not really kind, it’s just that they also want to be pigs, so no one is allowed to slaughter these pigs wantonly.”

"We don't need to make any more complicated metaphors. The pigs you are talking about are actually the rich people who occupy most of the social resources, and the officials who hold the power of life and death, and those who stop you from killing these people , In fact, it is the police, or it may also include the vigilante.”

Schiller interpreted the theme of the murderer's crime in a very slow tone, and the murderer on the other side of the TV seemed to be able to hear him, and a voice came from the TV again: "So, professor, what do you think?" What's your opinion?"

"Some people thought that the two cases you did were similar to the serial murders that happened before, but in fact, serial murders with the theme of organs are not uncommon. The key is to give them the motivation to commit crimes. What is the core spirit of

"The extra focus that serial killers place on human organs tends to arise out of two reasons, one of love and one of hatred."

"Many killers are obsessed with a certain organ or multiple organs in the human body, and have a habit of collecting them, so they will kill humans and take those organs to enrich their collections."

Everyone present felt a chill, Jason shivered, hugged his arms with both hands, rubbed them up and down, he looked at Tim and said, "It's really perverted, isn't it?"

But when he looked sideways at Tim's expression, he found that this handsome and very smart young master was looking at Schiller intently and listening to him very seriously.

Jason turned to look at Bruce again, and Bruce's expression was exactly the same as Tim's, suddenly.Jason felt even colder.

"There is also a kind of murderer. They hate a certain organ of the human body. They kill a person just to destroy this organ, so that a person's body can no longer be presented in a complete state, but can only be permanently crippled."

"Which one do you think I am?" A voice came from the TV.

"This brings me back to the previous question." Schiller continued to cut the meat on the plate, and when the blade scraped across the meat fibers, the slight sound made people shudder.

"You think that those with vested interests and those who support them are greedy and gluttonous pigs who would rather feed themselves to death than distribute food to others."

"You kill them and take their organs, neither out of love, nor out of hate, but because you want to tell them that they are pigs and you are a butcher."

"You can butcher them at will, and take any part of their organs for cooking according to your mood, just like every butcher does with the meat in his hand."

As soon as Schiller finished speaking, the image on the TV turned into a snowflake shadow. Before the people sitting at the dining table could breathe a sigh of relief, another image appeared again. This time, the background of the image became darker, looking like It's in a workshop.

What makes everyone tremble is that in the background picture, there are many human limbs hanging on iron hooks, including hands, feet, and some parts of the skin that are not easy to distinguish, but Bruce is keenly aware of it. , which has no guts.

"Professor, I have to admit that my previous evaluation of you was a bit hasty. Your attainments in psychology are indeed surprising."

With the sound slowly resounding, a figure appeared on the screen.

Wearing a white lab coat that he often wears in the laboratory, with a pig's head on his head and a long dagger in his hand, he is slowly peeling off the skin of a person's right elbow in front of the camera.

And Schiller was still cutting things on the plate, and the steak knife hit the disk from time to time, making a slight noise.

All ordinary people caught between these two top serial killers can do nothing but shiver.

"You can call me V, of course, I don't mind if you call me by my first name, Laszlo Valentine, or, Professor Pig Noodle."

A series of low-pitched voices came, the sharp knife pierced the skin, cut open the flexible surface, exposing the inner muscle tissue, Professor Pig Noodle did not hesitate when he started, the skillful movements seemed to have been repeated countless times.

"When I was young, I was just a pig raised in a pigsty. My father was an ordinary surveyor and died in prison for a construction quality accident. My mother was also running around looking for On the way to the evidence, he died from a falling rock from the roof of the 26th floor."

"When I saw their remains, the world was much quieter than before. Later, I knew that sudden deafness made me permanently lose the hearing in one ear. Because of this, I was sent to a special education school. "

"With my talent, I was admitted to the best chemistry department in the world, but I became the only scapegoat in a huge exam cheating case. Before the trial began, when I was about to defend myself , I permanently lost my right eye.”

"So, I kept silent and let this prison disaster ruin my life." His ending sound gradually lowered, like a whisper, and continued:
"But maybe, it also recast my life."