Chapter 2082 Knight's Night of Terror (Twenty-Six)

"It's just that he can't sit down and talk to me for the time being because of his mundane affairs, but it doesn't matter. I said that he would be more interested in the conversation between the two of us, so he would definitely listen to the monitoring equipment attentively."

"I will solve the problem of Batman first. Come and help me fix the microphone, and you can leave."

Jason was skeptical. After hesitating for a few seconds, he walked towards Schiller and said as he walked: "You know there is no point in attacking me, right? You can't win."

"As a doctor, I usually don't choose to attack anyone." Schiller acted a little helpless. He said: "I assure you that Batman has not approached me, and you don't have to worry about him attacking you from a distance."

Jason's pace quickened a little. In fact, they were not far apart. They could walk in just four or five steps, but the closer he got to Schiller, the more Jason felt a sense of oppression.

This is a feeling that is difficult to describe in words, as if he was walking towards a beast, but in the blink of an eye, it seemed to be just his illusion.

The paisley pattern on the tie was a little too complicated, almost dizzying, so Jason had to turn his eyes away, but the stripes on the suit were not much better, constantly distorting and deforming in Jason's field of vision, making him feel top-heavy.

Taking another step, those hateful cashew patterns and thick and thin stripes were even more eye-catching, but the distance between the two was already destined, and if Jason didn't want to look at these things, the angle at which he turned his head was a little too unnatural, and he definitely didn't want Schiller to notice that he was retreating.

So he looked up at Schiller's face, and the most eye-catching thing on Schiller's face was the pair of gray eyes.

Jason stared at Schiller's eyes and took another step forward, and some scenes flashed before his eyes.

A pair of slender and powerful hands holding a shining needle slowly approached the field of vision, getting closer and closer.

The most terrifying thing was not the pain of the needle piercing the eyeball, but the infinitely long process of approaching. The pain that had been inflicted could be overcome by a determined heart, but the pain that had not yet been inflicted could not be overcome.

Nothing can resist this fear. The fear that humans feel when seeing torture instruments is greater than the pain they feel when they are in real pain.

Jason felt suffocated. As he took another step forward, another picture flashed by. The dissected arm muscles and broken bones were tangled together and became disgusting.

Another fear brought by torture is that after experiencing irreparable harm, they still need to drag their scarred, ugly and broken bodies, carrying those humiliating and painful memories, to finish their short lives.

The fear that such associations bring to humans is also much stronger than the pain they suffered at the time.

Jason felt that the J-shaped scar on his face began to bring him some unbearable pain. Suddenly, some eyes and gazes became specific in his memories.

When he took off his mask, how did Nightwing look at him, shocked, sympathetic, disgusted and mocking? Of course, there was also Robin who replaced him. He must be the happiest person, right?

How could Batman accept a person who had been imprisoned by the Joker as his assistant? He doubted everything in this world, so how could he not doubt that he had told the Joker his secret?

Why didn't the Joker kill him? What did he betray to survive?

Everyone would think so, the dead were heroes, and the survivors were traitors.

Taking another step forward instinctively, Jason saw a pair of shiny leather shoes and two legs in straight suit pants.

He felt himself lying on the ground on all fours, and when the other party took a step back, he took a step forward, like a dog wagging its tail to beg for food.

Yes, this is the last step of this kind of torture to destroy the will, which will make them realize what they have given up and what they have become in order to live.

Let them understand that from now on, they will just live, not live as a person.

Intense fear engulfed Jason, and Schiller's voice seemed to come from the distant horizon.

"Are you okay? Jason, maybe it would be a better choice to call Batman directly..."

Schiller turned around and put the equipment in his hand on the table next to him. Suddenly, Jason rushed over like crazy to grab the recorder and micro microphone in Schiller's hand.

Schiller instinctively raised his arm and took a step back. Jason roared at him: "Give it to me! Give it to me!"

Schiller's arm was grabbed by Jason, and then Jason used his other hand to grab all the recorder lines and microphones and threw them heavily on the ground.

With a "pop", all the equipment turned into fragments.

Schiller put down his arms, stood there helplessly, looked at Jason and said: "You know there is more than one recording device here, right? It is meaningless and very rude to do this. I hope you can stop your violent behavior immediately, Jason."

Jason turned around and strode towards the door, saying in a hoarse voice that suppressed some intense emotions: "Drive! Let's go to that house!"

Schiller stood there and watched Jason walk out expressionlessly, and after his figure disappeared at the door, Schiller slowly pulled out the handkerchief from his pocket with one hand.

There were some wet marks at the bottom of the handkerchief. Schiller spread the soft handkerchief on his hand and took out an injection from his trouser pocket.

More liquid medicine dripped onto the handkerchief that had just dried a little. Schiller muttered to himself: "No, Gray Fog, this is not wine, you can't drink it, it's just a concentrated solution of fear gas."

Jason, who rushed out of the Bat Cave, had never had such high respect for the cool breeze in the morning in Gotham. He took a deep breath and recalled his behavior just now.

At the last moment, he was not demented and crazy, but suddenly woke up. Jason's reason had long told him that he was just a nobody, but Batman was very important.

Whether it was the Joker, Scarecrow, or Penguin, they went to hurt the Bat Family, not because they had a grudge against Robin, but just to use them to threaten Batman.

No matter which super criminal did something to the people around Batman, the target was Batman.

The same is true when he was kidnapped by the Joker. The Joker did not want to get any information by torturing him. Jason dared to say that he might not know as much about Batman as the Joker.

The Joker tortured him just to use this to influence Batman.

Then conversely, if Schiller is really not a good person, but has successfully gained Batman's trust in some capacity, then his plan can only be to pretend to be a psychologist to treat himself, but to influence Batman through the treatment process.

Then Batman's suspicious behavior of monitoring everything will play into Schiller's hands.

Jason has watched Batman misjudge due to the Joker's verbal harassment several times, resulting in serious consequences.

So he does not think that Schiller has no chance to hurt Batman because he cannot touch Batman in reality. He understands that there is a type of super criminal whose words are much more powerful than their fists.

So he destroyed the communication equipment left by Batman, and also planned to go to the safe house before Schiller and dismantle all the surveillance cameras and listening devices there.

He knew how risky it was to do so, and he also knew what kind of situation it would put him in.

If Jason had to describe his feelings about Dr. Schiller and the difference between him and the Joker, he could only say that the Joker disappointed him that Batman didn't come to save him, and Schiller made him hope that Batman wouldn't come.

Getting on the slightly old Jaguar, Jason saw a note left by Nightwing on the steering wheel, which had the address of the safe house prepared by Batman.

The safe house was located on a small island on the east coast, and they had to take not only a car but also a boat.

The good news was that it must be a deserted place isolated from the world, and the bad news was the same.

Jason sat in the driver's seat and looked at the note until Schiller came over and bent over to look at the passenger window. Sure enough, he would not let himself go ahead of him easily.

Jason took a deep breath and unlocked the car door, and Schiller opened the door and got in.

Jason smelled a very light scent of cologne, which reminded him of Lucius, Batman's technical advisor who frequently went in and out of the Batcave before. That man also often wore a suit and paid great attention to his appearance.

Jason rolled down the window and started the car. He was a little surprised that Schiller didn't speak. He thought it was a good thing. There must be a surveillance camera in the car.

Jason's driving style is consistent with Batman. If ordinary cars can't fly over walls like the Batmobile, they would have already climbed and flown on the surface of buildings and roofs.

"Do violent actions make you feel safer?" Schiller asked.

Jason didn't answer him. He entered the stage of silent resistance. Schiller just said to himself: "I hope we can make three rules. I hope that in the next few days, you will not destroy the environment we live in by violent means, and it is best to keep a distance from me."

"Are you scared?"

"Jason, you will soon understand that I am not a person who likes to talk nonsense." Schiller turned his head and looked at Jason and said: "Every word I say is meaningful. If you don't understand, try to do it."

"Batman has never tried to order me like this."

"This is not an order, just some heartfelt advice. If you don't listen, it will inevitably have some consequences, which may not be what you want."

Jason curled his lips and was unmoved. The car sped away and began to move away from the bustling city and headed towards the suburbs.

After driving a road through the wilderness, they saw the dock at the end of the skyline. With the gloomy light of Gotham during the day, Jason found a brand new ship in the warehouse next to it.

He pushed the boat out of the warehouse and into the water. Schiller took the lead and walked up to sit on one side, while Jason sat on the side of the engine.

"Do you think if I throw you in now, your exquisite and expensive clothes will help you to flutter in the water?"

"First, I can swim, and second, you'd better drive faster because I get seasick." Schiller turned his head to look at the island not far away. It was obviously an island, and they were now in the sea.

He did not show any abnormality, but he was very clear about the discomfort symptoms of his body. After comparing them in his mind, Schiller found that this was indeed a physiological symptom, not a psychogenic disease.

Jason deliberately drove the boat very slowly.

There was wind on the sea and the water surface was rough. The slower the boat drove, the more it shook. Then Schiller found that his seasickness had nothing to do with the amplitude of the boat's shaking. He seemed to be allergic to the sea.

Schiller was pale, but calm. He did not look at Jason who was deliberately delaying, but just looked at the sea level.

"How do you feel?" Jason smiled evilly, and then said fearlessly: "What price will you make me pay for this? Put a needle into my eyeball, break my arm, or do some body modification surgery on me?"

"None, Jason." Schiller lowered his eyes and said: "I am a doctor, I am not that evil."

"You are ten times more evil." Jason looked at him and said: "Don't think I don't know what tricks you are playing. I have hallucinations, not because I am mentally ill, but because of you."

"This is for your own good, Jason."

To Jason's surprise, Schiller admitted it. He finally looked at Jason again and said: "I hope you remember everything you saw."

"Do you think I will be afraid?"

"No." Schiller's tone finally became serious. He said: "Rather than dealing with fear, you should learn how to bring fear to others, right?"