Chapter 1476: Birds and Return (Twenty-One)

The early spring in southwestern France is still somewhat damp and chilly. The newly sprouted tender grass buds on the large grassland on the left bank of the Dordogne River are bent by the dew.

Expensive suit fabrics will condense with water droplets in less than half an hour in such air. Schiller rarely put on his suit jacket as soon as he got up, but wore a white shirt and dark brown vest, and did not wear a tie, to prevent the expensive formal suit from being wet and becoming less straight before the banquet.

This is a holiday villa located between a private winery and a vineyard. It was temporarily lent to Schiller by a wine collector who had met Schiller at a banquet in Montreal.

Although Schiller felt that he could also live in a mansion in the city, it would be unreasonable to meet his old friends in France and Italy without bringing some gifts. The nearby winery just happened to be able to buy red wine as a gift.

The original Schiller had many friends in Europe due to the era he lived in and the nature of his work. They were distributed in various industries. In addition to exchanges in the academic circle, he maintained good relationships with aristocrats, wealthy families and other upper-class people in the old world.

In their view, Schiller was absent from socializing for several years because he was immersed in academic research in Gotham. The papers he published in recent years related to criminal psychology also proved this. Therefore, his status in the academic circle did not decline, but on the contrary, it was improved, or his image changed.

The original Schiller's social route tended to be popular. He maintained a good relationship with everyone he knew. People thought he was calm and reliable and worth making friends with.

Then this calm and reliable scholar who was powerless plunged into the cesspool and swam butterfly for five years and came out without any trouble, which greatly changed Schiller's friends' views of him.

But this also made it convenient for Schiller. After all, if he accidentally showed an aggressiveness that he had never shown before, it could also be explained that Gotham's tempering changed him.

The original Schiller's circle of friends was of very high quality. After traveling around the United States, Schiller became more and more certain that his choice to socialize was correct. Most of the people he met had common topics with him. In addition to academics, they were relatively compatible in terms of personal hobbies and lifestyles.

This actually made Schiller feel a little confused. He didn't think he was very similar to the original Schiller, nor did he think that their friendship orientation would tend to be the same, but the friends he left behind did fully meet Schiller's social needs.

Schiller walked down the stairs to the first floor, and rolled up the cuffs of his shirt while walking to the kitchen island.

He might have to live here for a while, so he checked the utensils in the kitchen in advance and found that all kinds of kitchen utensils were very complete, so he went to the nearest farm supermarket to buy some and filled the refrigerator.

All Schillers can cook, which is an important criterion for self-care ability. When he was on vacation on the island with Hal and Oliver, Schiller used local ingredients to cook, and returning to the civilized kitchen, cooking became easier.

The ingredients in the farm supermarket are very fresh, but there are not many varieties. Most of them are root vegetables that are easier to preserve. Fortunately, there are freshly slaughtered beef and mutton, bacon and goat cheese. There is still a bottle of red wine left in the cabinet that Schiller opened but did not finish.

So he decided to make a red wine oxaloise, a baked potato wedge, a cheese bacon macaroni and alkaline bread. Due to the lack of vegetables, Schiller decided to squeeze vegetable juice instead of drinking coffee.

Schiller quickly prepared the dishes, but the dishes on the preparation plate were far more than the amount for one person. He had visitors this morning, so he made an extra portion.

Wrap the kneaded dough in the shape of a German knot, take out the freshly baked potato wedges, wipe the baking tray, and then put the bread baking tray into the oven. Schiller, who was about to finish cooking, stood in the middle of the kitchen and thought for a while, and finally decided to make a cup of coffee.

There were no sophisticated coffee instruments here, and there was no butler on call, so Schiller decided to use a coffee pot. Just as he opened the cupboard to look for coffee beans, the doorbell rang.

Schiller dried his hands with a towel, walked to the door and opened it. Standing outside the door was Bruce Wayne. "Come in." Schiller opened the door a little wider.

Bruce walked in and smelled the aroma of toast. Schiller poured the freshly baked potato wedges onto a plate and placed it on the central island.

"Fortunately, I didn't expect you to bring red wine." Schiller said as he took out a bottle of red wine from the cabinet above and placed the glass in front of Bruce and said, "Even though there are three wineries within ten miles of this place."

"My bank card is frozen." Bruce took a potato wedge and put it in his mouth and said, "I checked the backend of the Federal Reserve and found that the federal government's financial situation was precarious just to deal with Thomas, so there was no loan.

Schiller poured Bruce a glass of red wine, turned around to grate the cheese, and asked with his back to Bruce without looking back, "How are the birds?"

"They're fine."

"Did you try to make them better?" "Of course, but I'm not in a hurry to talk about this part."

Bruce picked up another potato wedge and put it in his mouth, took a sip of the red wine Schiller had just poured, and then asked, "How was your trip?"

"Not bad. Now about half of the New World and one-third of the Old World are happy to hear the news of your excellent graduation. "My honor." Schiller put the cheese shreds on the plate at the top of the page. Bruce leaned to the side and saw Schiller's action and said, "No cheese for my portion." "Let's talk about the Robins." Schiller continued. "Nothing to say." Bruce recalled a little while holding the wine glass, and then said, "After you told me in the tower that they were coming, I slightly modified my image." "What modifications?" "To be as different from Batman as possible." Bruce picked the potato wedges on the plate with a fork, and then said, "Create a sense of contrast, let them find that they can't deal with the socialization of this universe with the behavior pattern of dealing with Batman, so they will want to know what method is appropriate." "You lead them out for a night tour to investigate?" "No, I need to remove their psychological defenses in a short time, so I may need a more dangerous environment." "Alternating stimulation? "

"Yes, I knew that if I acted like I wanted them to sleep, they would doubt my purpose, so when I left Wayne Manor in the middle of the night, the most impatient one among them would follow me directly."

"I thought it would be Jason who came, but I didn't expect that the biological son of the universe Batman had a completely different temper from him, but it doesn't matter, anyway, they will eventually track Batman to the East Side."

"What was the first big shock you gave them? Positive feedback or negative feedback?"

Bruce covered his mouth with a fist and said vaguely: "I considered positive feedback. I know Dick likes it. If I show him the good living environment of the children in the East Side, he should resonate with me."

"But your plan to lure them out to investigate excludes Nightwing. After all, he is the most stable one among all Robins, and the possibility of him rushing to track you is the lowest."

"Yes, because I later thought that as long as he can understand my career, he can understand me, so there is no rush, but the other two may need some shocks. "

"The Joker?"

Bruce nodded and said, "There was no elephant in the room, but if I put one in, no one can ignore it. This is to strengthen their unfamiliarity with the social environment and thus weaken their sense of security."

"So what do you use to consolidate this stimulation next?"

"The New Arkham Psychiatric Hospital." Bruce picked up a potato wedge with a fork, but did not eat it. He just turned it over and continued, "I know Harley has a habit of delaying homework, so I deliberately put the removal of the pancreas and the preparation of limb slices on one day, and a few days ago, I moved her homework place to the only way upstairs on the grounds that her original classroom needed maintenance. "

"Two young people who don't know the rules of Arkham will definitely cause a big mess." Schiller shook his head, took the bread out of the oven, processed it, and put it in again to bake it.

"That's right, they provoked more than a dozen serial killers along the way, and sure enough, they were dragged in by Harley when they passed by her door. "

"But what Harley did shouldn't have enough impact, right? As long as you have a little medical education background, you can adapt quickly." Schiller began to process the vegetables and said.

"Yes." Bruce nodded again and continued: "But I learned in advance that Beelzebub's daughter will hold a wedding, and all his demon generals are vying to offer treasures. "

"I spread the news in hell that Gotham has a precious sinful heart, which was dug out by Harley and Victor before. I went to see it before. "

"The demons want to buy it, but they can't find me, so they can only find Constantine. It's not difficult to dig out the sinner's heart, but it's difficult to preserve it. Constantine must be able to think of the only way for humans to preserve the sinner's heart except magic, and the only way left is dense ice. If he finds Victor, he can find Harley. "

Schiller paused as he put the vegetables in the juicer and asked, "Did Constantine summon the devil?" "No, a magician friend of Constantine summoned the devil. "

"And when their negotiations reached a deadlock, you stood up? "Schiller looked back at Bruce and asked, he thought for a moment and then said: "Do you want to use the attitude of the demons towards you to deter them? ·····No, maybe you want to show them how the new Arkham Psychiatric Hospital works?"

Bruce nodded.

"Smart." Schiller commented: "It's worth it that I almost let the entire psychology community know about your excellent graduation.

"I can show them the changes in Gotham's light, but since they can better understand Gotham's dark knight, they will definitely understand and admire the means of fighting darkness with darkness."

"But light is necessary." Schiller put the meal and vegetable juice on the island, sat opposite Bruce, looked into his eyes and said.

"Yes, so today I asked Lex to adjust the clearing time a little earlier, so that they will realize that my dark methods are effective, not just the self-entertainment of a madman."

"They are used to admiring people who use dark methods to achieve bright goals, such as Batman, so they will put me in a high position."

"Very good, there is only one step left."

"I pretended to be unwell and handed them important tasks, affirmed them in a condescending manner, and at the same time bound them in an environment with guilt and responsibility so that they could not leave.

"Then next..."

"The birds will encounter difficulties..." Bruce raised his eyebrows and said.

Schiller picked up the wine glass, and Bruce also picked up the glass and touched it with him lightly. Schiller's voice echoed in the empty morning by the river.

"······And they can only rely on your guidance. "