Chapter 2 Another Crossing
If Schiller were to make a psychological profile of Batman in the comics, his greatest characteristic would not be prudence, wisdom or strategic planning, but suspicion.
Batman never completely trusts anyone.
His skepticism has become a school of his own. Skepticism and conspiracy theories are engraved in his bones. How smart he is, how suspicious he is.
Schiller's answer obviously made the young Batman fall into great doubt.
Bruce never thought that someone could see through his heart. He was very confident in his disguise. Even the old butler Alfred who raised him since childhood, he felt that he only understood part of him, not all of him.
But this professor, this gentle and refined psychology professor who looked like an ordinary person, gave him the most unlikely answer, but also the most accurate and to the point answer.
Until the moment he got this answer, Bruce's inner surge and passion told him that he was indeed waiting for someone to give him this answer - it was time to start revenge.
But compared to the answer he got, the person who gave this answer made his vengeful blood just ignited feel like being poured with a basin of cold water. Bruce didn't believe, never believed that someone could see the devil hidden in his heart, the group of shadowy bats, just by psychology.
Schiller said: "The consultation time is up, I have to go to class, goodbye, Mr. Wayne."
Schiller believed that Bruce must be entangled for a long time.
If he figured it out, he would quickly turn into Batman to help justice, and stop taking classes here. What classes would Bruce have to take? Why did he have to make things difficult for this group of dedicated faculty members?
Schiller felt that he would probably figure it out, and by then, those gangs and criminal organizations would be enough of a headache for him, so that Schiller could stay in school and happily slack off with pay, and at worst fly to Hawaii during the holidays.
Schiller had a good reputation in school because of his great reputation, but that was the original owner's resume. Schiller adhered to the principle of "do as much as you pay for", and started talking as soon as he sat down in class. He disappeared as soon as the bell rang. Questions after class? No.
He had been like this for five days. Fortunately, the original Schiller seemed to be quite autistic and had few friends. He was hired as a professor at Gotham University only in the past few months, and he was not very familiar with the people in the school, so the time traveler Schiller did not reveal any flaws.
During lunch in the afternoon, Peter sent a message: "Mr. Schiller, everything is too bad."
Followed by a depressed chat expression, Schiller knew that this chat system was not a brain-to-brain communication. Only he used the system, and Peter met an online friend by chance, and Charles also received the message when browsing education forums in his spare time.
The system will change the chat with these characters into a form they can accept. For example, Peter uses online social software, while Charles uses knowledge forums. If it is replaced by Thanos, it may be some cosmic network signal.
So the other party will not feel abrupt, and the system only guarantees that they will answer Schiller's first question. How to chat afterwards is up to Schiller himself, so Schiller's main chat partner now is the young and ignorant Spider.
Schiller will not easily test an old fox like Charles without absolute certainty.
Schiller replied: "What's wrong, Peter? Is things not going well with Gwen?"
"Oh, it's not going well, but that's not the bad thing."
"What's that? Did you mess up your experiment?"
"I guess so. I knocked over a dangerous-looking experimental device, and a... dangerous creature ran out of it, and I was bitten by it."
Schiller knew that Spider-Man's fate had been partially changed because of chatting with him. After chatting, he knew that the person on the other side was Spider-Man from the main universe of the 616 comics. Originally, he, a high school student, should have been bitten when he went to participate in the exhibition, but because Peter fell in love with Gwen, he would tell Schiller how charming and cute his classmate Gwen was. Schiller was annoyed by this little chatterbox, so he gave him advice and taught him how to pursue Gwen.
Gwen came from a well-off family and found an internship at the Osborn Group during the summer vacation. Peter had nothing to do with this, but Schiller suggested that he be thick-skinned and apply for the same internship. Peter had good grades and was actually accepted. As a result, he was not bitten by a spider at the exhibition, but by a spider in an experimental instrument of the Osborn Group...
Anyway, he had to be bitten, because Spider-Man was chosen by the weaving master in the spider totem. If he was not bitten today, he would be bitten tomorrow. He had to endure this bite inside and outside. Schiller comforted the poor little spider and went back to sleep.
The night in Gotham was very deep and thick, very suitable for sleeping. Bruce stayed up all night, looking at the moon that almost lost its shape in the thick fog, holding a stack of files in his hand. The name on the first page was Schiller Andel Rodriguez.
Schiller had no idea that he had been thoroughly investigated by Batman. In his deep dream, he heard an alarm from the system, but he slept too deeply. Without knowing it, a blue light swept by -
The system alarm sounded more frequently, but Schiller still didn't wake up. It seemed that something was blocking the system. Finally, after a burst of chaotic sound, Schiller's figure disappeared.
"Emergency protection system activated, positioning universe... positioning universe... receiving universe has been determined, identity information written... writing... writing failed... writing... writing successful."
When Schiller woke up again, he rubbed his eyes and was dazzled by the sunlight. What the hell, Gotham City actually had a sunny day?
As soon as he opened the curtains - it was sunny outside... New York City.
It was completely different from the shitty weather in Gotham. New York was sunny and sunny. It was very hot in the morning. Schiller looked out the window and found that he should be in a high-end apartment in the center of New York. He turned around and saw a mess of things on his table, as well as a wine bottle, with a work card under the wine bottle.
"Schiller, psychiatrist at New York Presbyterian Hospital...or attending physician? Have I traveled through time again?"
Damn it, Schiller thought. Before he could curse, his cell phone rang. He picked it up and the person on the other end said loudly, "Dr. Schiller! Where have you been? You must not be absent from today's joint consultation! Are you drunk again? Please come immediately!"
Schiller's ears hurt from the shock, but when he thought that he was a doctor now, there might be a patient being rescued in such an emergency, he had to do his job since he was here.
Schiller immediately took his ID and went downstairs to find a car. It made no sense for him to live in such a high-end apartment without a car. He found a fairly new Mercedes-Benz in the garage downstairs, the same model as his car key, and he pressed it and it really opened.
Thanks to Schiller's academic exchange in New York in his previous life, he came to Presbyterian Hospital, the largest hospital in New York, at the fastest speed with the navigation in the car.
As soon as he entered, the girl at the front desk ran over and said, "Dr. Schiller, please go over quickly. The joint consultation has begun."
Schiller didn't know what kind of person he was now, so he just nodded indifferently and went up.
Fortunately, someone led the way. Schiller came all the way to the conference room. When he saw him coming, the conference room was quiet for a while, and then the discussion continued. Schiller sat in the seat reserved for him and observed calmly.
It seems that he should be a very famous doctor, and he is one of the top doctors in this department. The person sitting opposite him is obviously not a psychiatrist. One of the doctors seemed arrogant and said, "Indeed, it makes sense to let those experts who pretend to be ghosts go and take a look first, so that he won't pretend to be crazy and want to touch the nurse on the operating table."
Schiller looked at his name tag, Stephen, Stephen Strange, Doctor Strange, well, he is in Marvel again.
Schiller didn't bother to pay attention to him. Judging from Strange's appearance, he should be far from a car accident. Now he is just an extremely selfish and annoying guy who is hated by everyone.
Schiller read the medical records without saying a word, but Strange didn't like him. It was because Schiller had drunk alcohol the day before and was late for the consultation the next day. Strange was a bit of a germaphobe and couldn't stand Schiller's unprofessional attitude. Moreover, he always felt that all psychologists were playing tricks. In short, he hated Schiller very much.
During the meeting, he kept finding faults with Schiller, but Schiller read from the script and ignored him. After the meeting, Strange deliberately bumped into him.
Schiller was very annoyed by him, but he thought that he would be taught a lesson in the end. It was estimated that it would be a few years before he got into trouble. If he was not so annoying, Schiller would probably remind him, but now, Strange had to go through the plot by himself.
Just after the consultation, Schiller turned on his phone and received a call. The voice on the other end was a nice female voice, but a little anxious. She asked: "Dr. Schiller, is your consultation over? Can you come to Stark Tower now? Tony is not well..."
Tony Stark?
When is this time? Has Iron Man been kidnapped? Or has he returned?
Schiller didn't even have time to search online for information, because Stark's car had already been sent to the hospital downstairs. He could only get in the car quickly. A beautiful lady sat in the passenger seat. She looked a bit business-like. She said, "Since Tony came back, you know, he was like this when he was diagnosed last time. He started to lose his temper for no reason and did those crazy things. I heard him crying last night..."
"Miss Pepper? Are you okay?" Schiller asked tentatively. Pepper covered her eyes and said, "I'm sorry, but please be careful with this treatment."
Schiller understood that Iron Man should have returned after being kidnapped, and then he learned that his company's weapons were used in an unjust war, and he was probably a psychologist invited by Pepper because she was too worried during Stark's psychological struggle.