Chapter 1275: A Pair of Solitary Shadows (XV)
The atmosphere in the banquet hall suddenly became subtle. The tense atmosphere of everyone focusing on one person suddenly disappeared. Everyone retracted their attention, as if they had their own thoughts and secrets, and seemed a little uneasy. 銤
"Oh, I understand!"
Schiller suddenly raised his voice, and it was very obvious that the hands of several people holding cups next to him were clenched tightly, as if they suddenly heard an alarm in a dream.
"I know that Gotham's somewhat chaotic public security situation has made you not very confident in the FBI, and the FBI does not like to focus on this place."
"But I think this is actually unfair. The FBI should treat every city in every state equally, instead of giving up here because it is more difficult to maintain public security in a certain city."
"Of course, I can also understand that as victims, you do not want to add more burdens to the national security agencies because of your noble morality and compassion, but it doesn't matter. I have a good relationship with some colleagues in Congress, the Ministry of National Defense and the FBI. I can certainly help you solve your problems..."
"Mr. Schiller." Bruce interrupted Schiller. At this time, his slightly low voice sounded like a beautiful singing voice to everyone, interrupting Schiller's devilish whisper.
"Yes, this matter is indeed serious." Bruce's eyes went dark as soon as he opened his mouth. The two old men standing behind the stairs were so anxious that they almost stamped their feet. They wanted to rush up immediately and cover Bruce's mouth.銤
“The FBI is a nuisance wherever they are.” Constantine curled his lips and commented, “No one likes dealing with them. It’s best if the FBI doesn’t target this place, and everyone can live in peace. But if they insist on coming, even if they can’t find anything, it’s annoying enough.”
“Don’t think I don’t know that those big families in Gotham have more or less black industries.” Hal rolled his eyes and said, “It’s the same in Seaside City. Families with a little power and status are all connected with smugglers. How much effort did they spend to prevent the FBI from paying attention to this place? Schiller wants to bring the wolf into the house, how can they not be anxious?”
“More importantly, the professor’s performance makes others believe that his position in the Ministry of National Defense and Security is indeed very important.” Diana said.
"Gotham is indeed a no-man's land, but it is still on federal territory after all, and it is impossible to be completely autonomous. The FBI can't control Gotham, and can't it control the ports that have logistics exchanges with Gotham? If there is a little stumbling block in the logistics, no one will have a good life."
"It seems that this is the purpose of Batman inviting Schiller to the banquet. He had expected that March would set a trap for him. Wait, the good show has just begun." Greedy's voice with a smile echoed.
"Especially the tragedy that Mr. March encountered..." Bruce changed his style and looked at March beside him and said: "This gentleman wanted to participate in the construction of Gotham with a sincere heart, but he was persecuted like this. It is really a great injustice in the world. I think he must need the FBI to come here to seek justice for him."
Schiller also turned his eyes to March's face. Before March could speak, he rushed to say: "Oh my God, sir, why didn't you mention this when you talked to me yesterday? You really shouldn't hide such an important situation from your psychiatrist, which will lead to my misjudgment of your mental condition."銤
"Of course, your situation cannot be called a mental illness. It is just some anxiety that ordinary people are prone to. I dare say that everyone here will have some such emotions."
"But if such emotions come from the physical injuries you suffered, in addition to anxiety, I have to make an inference of "post-traumatic stress disorder". My professional ethics require me to do so."
"No, I'm not..."
Ma Qi has noticed the change in the eyes of the people around him. There is no doubt that a little mental illness in Gotham is not a big deal, or in other words, those who can stay here are more or less seriously ill.
But because of being beaten by a killer, you develop a mental illness, or even cause post-traumatic stress disorder. Just because you are injured, you have to see a psychiatrist. That is simply the most frustrating and despised mental illness. The disease is thoughtless and has no personality.
Ma Qi gritted his teeth. He wanted to say very much that he didn't see a psychiatrist at all, and he didn't allow Schiller to talk about his situation, but the words went around in his mouth and were swallowed back into his stomach.
Schiller is a psychiatrist, so what else could he go to Schiller for if not to see a doctor? To enjoy the pleasure of fooling the police after killing someone? To blow himself up on the spot, right? 銤
"Hahahahahaha!" Harley was already half clapping her hands and laughing so hard that she fell backwards. As she laughed, she said, "This idiot got himself into a trap! In order to embarrass Batman, he said that he was seriously injured by the killer. Schiller took the opportunity to imply that he went to see a psychiatrist because he was afraid of pain and death, and he couldn't explain it, hahahahaha!"
"What can he say? He can't say, I killed someone, I want to show off in front of others, and this person happens to be a psychiatrist! But if he says that, maybe this group of people will respect him a little, hahahahaha!"
Just as Harley said, the way people around looked at Machi had changed a little. As I said before, you can't show weakness in Gotham.
In the dark forest where the strong prey on the weak, you can also go to the doctor because of your madness, your anxiety, your doubts and confusion, but you can't go because of fear.
Gradually, Machi found that the contemptuous look was gradually turning into another emotion, that is, greed. What will happen if a group of hungry wolves find that there is a sheep in wolf skin among the wolves?
Machi felt that the bright lights could no longer provide him with a sense of security. In the dark night, pairs of eyes as bright as torches lit up, staring at the lambs that exposed their weaknesses.
"Ahem." Bruce's soft cough broke the gradually weird atmosphere. He stepped forward and stood shoulder to shoulder with Schiller, then turned to look at Schiller, and Schiller also turned to look at him.銤
March has been completely excluded from the two of them. Obviously, this is another signal. In this conversation, March has lost all the initiative and is only one step away from being kicked out.
"As a friend of Mr. March, I sympathize with his experience. He was hurt in the Wayne Group. This is also my fault." Bruce lowered his head, showing guilt.
"To be honest, I didn't expect that when he felt sad, he didn't come to me first to talk, but to you."
"Actually, I was quite surprised." Schiller nodded gently and said, "I just came to Gotham not long ago, and I have my first patient. Gotham is not as unfriendly as outsiders say."
"They are mocking March as a traitor." Bruce in the theater explained, "When something happened, he didn't discuss it with his own people first, but went to find an outsider, and an outsider who had just arrived and was not known by anyone, and even revealed what was happening in Gotham. He is a complete traitor."
"Sometimes, I don't understand you Gotham people. You always like to treat each other as enemies, fighting until you are bloody and never stop, but you hate outsiders to interfere in your torture of each other. It seems that you are inseparable in some aspects and closer than allies." Clark expressed his feelings.
"You hit the nail on the head." Constantine commented: "If you haven't been to Gotham, you haven't seen real madness."銤
On the screen, Bruce and Schiller talked back and forth, one playing the good cop and the other playing the bad cop, without mentioning March, but mentioning March in every sentence, until March's character was completely shaped into a cowardly, cowardly, traitor who would flee for help from outsiders when frightened.
In the end, March couldn't stay in the center of the venue any longer, so he could only grit his teeth and find a slightly lame excuse to leave.
After he left, everyone despised him even more, because in such an occasion, he shouldn't find any excuse, just get the wine on his clothes and leave.
As Diana commented, March revealed a sense of awkwardness that his words and deeds were inconsistent, and the bystanders also had a direct feeling about this at this moment.
"A beautiful joint attack." Pathological finally spoke: "But it's not over yet. Batman must deal with the FBI's problems. He can't resist, but he can't accept it. At the same time, he must be reasonable and decent enough."
"Regarding the FBI's problems, I think we can think about it again." Bruce shook the wine in the glass, and did not lower the volume. He still looked confident. He said: "Of course I believe in the ability of the FBI, but don't you think it's completely unnecessary to ask them to send agents here?"
"Oh? I'd like to hear more."銤
"You are a professor at the trainee agent training academy, and you have worked in this position for many years. In other words, the current elite backbone agents of the FBI are all your students. Since the teacher is here, why bother to add more?"
A round of applause came from the back of the theater. Greedy lowered his head, smiling and clapping, and this round of applause also resounded in everyone's heart. It must be admitted that this answer is indeed reasonable and decent.
Not only did he put Schiller in a high position, making it impossible for him to refuse with a tough attitude, but he also played a little trick in logic, describing the teacher's ability as the sum of the student's ability, emphasizing the concept that the teacher must be greater than the student, so that the necessity of the student agent to come here again can be erased.
After all, according to this logic, the teachers who taught so many agents are here. If the teacher is not good, what's the point of the students coming here?
"Professor Schiller, as I said before, people's attention to mental health is a manifestation of social progress. I think everyone should pay attention to this, especially myself."
Bruce suddenly changed the subject, but Schiller understood his hint, so he stepped forward and looked into Bruce's eyes and said: "Yes, Mr. Wayne, then I wonder if I can have the honor of getting one of your business cards, so that when you have doubts about psychology, you can remember what you said today?"
Bruce turned around silently, took the business card holder from his dedicated waiter, took out a card from it and handed it to Schiller, and Schiller also took the business card silently and put it in his suit pocket. 銤
Schiller touched the side of Bruce's glass with his glass again, lifted the glass and took a sip of wine, and this time, Bruce also picked up the glass and drank.
When he lifted the glass, the wine flowed to the side of the glass wall. Both of them looked at each other through the blurry glass and the clear and shining wine under the light.
At the same time, they saw the joy of their close friends winning through perfect cooperation in each other's eyes, and also saw the murderous intent of the mortal enemies who had fought several times and the undercurrents.
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