Chapter 1261: A Pair of Solitary Shadows (I)

The dark alley was not completely dim in Batman's vision. He had already activated the night vision equipment on his mask, so he could see the posture of the man who suddenly fell from the sky opposite him very clearly. 閛

The moment he saw him, countless information flowed through his mind. Batman stared at him and asked, "What are you allergic to?"

This was not a special tone, but just like Batman used to express himself with a question sentence. He found a certain fact and did not expect anyone to answer.

"It has nothing to do with you." The other party showed a resistance attitude without surprise. Batman stood still and asked the next question:

"How many people have you killed?"

Of course, this was not a question sentence.

After getting a negative answer to a question that the other party could not answer, immediately follow up with a fatal question. People with good intentions and conscience will feel guilty for answering the other party's first question, and then seriously consider whether to answer the second question.

Even if there is still no answer, the expression shown by the hesitation at that moment is enough as evidence, which is a common negotiation technique.閛

Batman was not nervous, his attitude looked a little strange.

It was like after finishing a big meal, he found a small dessert left on the table, so he fiddled with the fork intentionally or unintentionally, or like on the way home at sunset, he saw a cat rummaging through the trash can, and spared a little leisure time to think about the philosophical meaning between the city and the beast.

Batman saw that after the man on the opposite side got up from the ground, his first action was to hold his somewhat loose tie, pull the tie out of the crooked tie knot with his fingers, and then take the tie that was already stained with rain from his neck.

"You are preparing your weapon."

Affirmative sentences again and again, even when he saw the man on the opposite side put the tie back on his neck, his affirmative attitude did not waver at all.

"A detective or a murderer who just came back from Mexico, was thrown down from a height of three meters, recalling the contents related to the FBI in his mind, and he is also a teacher who just finished writing a lesson plan."

Batman rarely said such a long string of words, this time it was an affirmative sentence, but on the contrary, it revealed doubts. 閛

The picture on the screen of the Mind Palace was fixed on the blue eyes under the mask. Barry stood up and ran to the side of the screen. He pointed at Batman's face and said aggrievedly: "Look, he is like this! He seems to always be able to predict the future!"

"Is he the Batman of your universe?" Bruce asked. It was just a simple question, but it made everyone present feel a little uncomfortable. After all, Bruce's voice and voice line were not much different from Batman on the screen, but the tone was completely different, which always made people feel as if they were in another world.

Barry nodded, and then said: "You said that Professor Schiller could easily break free, so I could only run back along the most familiar road."

Bruce nodded and didn't continue talking, but Clark, who had just been pulled into the theater, was still confused. He spread his hands and said: "Who can explain to me what happened? Didn't you say that Professor Schiller was going to be treated? Where is he? Bruce, can you tell me what happened?"

"Haven't you figured it out? He has his own treatment plan." Constantine, who was sitting in the front row of Clark, turned around and said: "He took your good professor to another universe."

"But, but aren't we in Professor Schiller's mind palace now?" Clark was a little confused: "Are we going to other universes with him?"

"You can understand it this way. Professor Schiller returned to the Mind Tower because he was allergic to broccoli, but his body was still in the fields in Mexico at that time." Bruce explained.閛

"Barry used the speed force to take Schiller's body through the universe to another universe with Batman, and the Mind Tower in his soul naturally traveled through the universe."

"However, there is a hole connecting to the dream world under Schiller's Mind Tower, and after leaving, the dream god Morpheus gave me some authority." Constantine continued, "So, our souls can go through the dream world to the bottom of the hole and then enter Schiller's Mind Tower."

"And there is more than one Schiller in the Mind Tower. I and another Schiller with higher authority will open the door for you, and you will naturally come in." Greedy said as he threw a popcorn into his mouth.

"So now it is equivalent to our souls being taken by Schiller's body to another universe?" Clark concluded after thinking for a while.

"It's the same for the others, but you are different." Lucifer, who was sitting in the front, adjusted the feathers on his wings and said, "Your soul is special, and it's impossible for all of it to come in, otherwise the tower will be blown down by you, so only you and I are equivalent to a consciousness projection, not the whole soul."

Clark nodded, but then he raised his voice and said, "Isn't this very dangerous? If Schiller's body is in trouble, won't everyone's soul be doomed?!"

Constantine sighed and said, "Have you forgotten what I said before? There is a hole on the ground of Schiller's thinking tower that leads directly to the dream world. If something really happens, won't we run away?"

"What? Professor Schiller is in danger, and you are planning to run away?" Jason turned his head and stared at Constantine and said, "You bastard!"

"Is this the first day you met me?" Constantine pouted and said, then he muttered in a low voice: "He is in danger, of course we should run quickly, otherwise he will beat us together?"

"Coward!" Harley commented decisively, and then stared at Constantine with unfriendly eyes from left to right with Jason.

Constantine took a breath, looked again and said: "How can you be so arbitrary, do you know what I have encountered?"

"Okay, stop arguing, it seems that someone is going to be in trouble." Greedy said while laughing.

"Good evening, the prophetic Batman."

Batman heard a slightly hoarse voice coming. From the breath between the words, he could tell that the other party was not in a good condition, but what surprised him was that the other party did not hide this point. The feeling of weakness was like a shadow. 閛

"Did you see how high I fell from just now?"

"More than two meters."

"Thank you."

Batman saw the man opposite him raise his head and let out a long breath, and supported himself on the wall next to him with one hand. It seemed that he was a little unstable. Batman looked at this situation and said:

"Your heartbeat and breathing are normal, your skin has no abnormal reaction, and it is not a physiological allergy. You can go see a psychiatrist."

After speaking, Batman turned and left.

In the theater of the Mind Palace, Bruce raised his eyebrows. Greedy, who was sitting next to him, handed him a popcorn bucket, looked at him and said with a smile: "It's weird, isn't it? You clearly saw that Schiller might be a serial killer, and his origin was not legitimate, and he was very suspicious, but you still turned around and left, not wanting to meddle in other people's business at all. This doesn't look like you." Bruce turned his head and stared at him, as if expecting him to say something profound. Greedy turned his head back and continued to look at the screen and said: "But this is exactly the skill that an experienced hunter should master." "Hunting is not an outing. Before hunting begins, hunters should understand what their biggest goal is today. After completing the goal, they should stop in time, instead of continuing to go deep into the mountains and forests because there are still a few bullets in the gun." "On the way home, if you encounter a few rabbits, you can shoot them along the way, but if the other party looks similar to the hunting target at first glance, or even more cunning, The best way to remember it is to remember its characteristics and the place where there is. After preparing to be sufficient, I will come again next time. It is impossible to fight the hunter holding modern weapons. The retreat is not '.', But sooner or later. Why should it be anxious? The idle court faithfulness and calmness are completely different from the anger, impulse, and blood ... This is the real Batman. The Dark Knight is reminding the criminals watching him with an extremely calm and elegant attitude that you have been targeted, and your every move, every word and deed will speed up the arrival of the day of execution, like the Gotham evening bell that penetrates every street and every dark corner.

"Wait a moment." The voice came from behind Batman, and Batman's footsteps paused for a moment.

Followed by another affirmative question: "...Are you not from Gotham?"

"I know that criminals in Gotham have to follow the rules. I shouldn't stop you at this time. This is a very destructive behavior."

Batman's slightly painful breathing became stronger when he heard this sentence, so he turned around and looked at the man leaning against the wall.

Batman frowned slightly, as if he was measuring whether his judgment just now was wrong. From the front, this uninvited guest from the sky looked like a Gotham person, but he didn't follow the rules.

"It's not that I don't know the rules, but I'm powerless now. So, kind Batman, can you do me a favor?"

Batman looked at him silently and said, "I told you that you should see a psychiatrist."

"I am a psychiatrist."

"You are not good enough?"

Another affirmative sentence. When Batman saw the man on the other side clench his fists slightly, he knew that he had the weapon for the next hunt.

"Please take me to the hospital, Batman."

Hearing the gnashing of teeth in the other party's tone, Batman did not pause at all. He walked forward quickly, supported the suspicious stranger, held one of his arms, and helped him into the car.

"Are you surprised?" A low voice sounded behind Bruce. Bruce turned his head and saw Schiller in a dark green striped suit walking to his side.

Greedy, who was holding a popcorn bucket, shrugged and said: You guys talk first, I'll go ask Hal about the green light energy. "

Bruce sat in his original position, but turned his head to look at Sick Schiller who sat beside him. Sick Schiller put his hand on the armrest of the chair, gently raised his index finger, and pointed his finger at Bruce's collar.

Bruce looked down and saw a little popcorn residue on his collar.

His alarm bells rang in his heart ten thousand times, but he still felt that this was a father reminding his carefree child, too natural, too close, and then he felt guilty that it would be impolite if he didn't respond.

"Sorry, I didn't mean it..." Sick laughed twice, looked at the screen again and said: "Let's talk about Batman."

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