Chapter 2102: Knight's Night of Terror (Forty-Six)

When Peter came to the cabin on the island again, Schiller was making food for himself in the kitchen. As soon as he walked in, he found that the familiar Dr. Schiller was back.

So he immediately began to wail, threw himself into the soft sofa like a ball of mud and said: "I'm in trouble. I didn't mean to reveal Batman's identity. I didn't stop the reporters. It was too difficult."

Schiller put the vegetable salad he had just mixed in front of Peter, then walked over to get a kettle to make hot tea and said: "Don't worry too much, Peter, maybe things will work out by themselves."

Peter sat up like a corpse, staring closely at Schiller standing on the edge of the kitchen island. Schiller also looked back at him. After about ten seconds, Schiller smiled and said: "Don't look at me like that, I'm doing this for your own good."

"It's you, doctor, I knew it! The whole house of Wayne Manor was razed to the ground, everything was burned, how could that photo be so intact " "Peter took the pillow next to him and pressed it against his face. He hummed twice and said, "Is it really a good idea to do this? The disclosure of the true identity may bring danger to the superheroes, and they...they..." "They are spreading some romantic rumors that have been spread between you and Stark." Schiller put a cup of hot tea in front of Peter and said, "Peter, maybe you think this method is a bit out of line, but I have told you that all my plans today have insurance behind them. Do you think I only published photos?" Peter looked at Schiller's face with some doubts. Schiller sat on the sofa opposite and smiled and said, "What do you think is the biggest conflict between Batman and the rest of the Bat Family?" "They are too bad at communicating. " Peter complained: "I'm not slandering anyone, but the organ under their noses has a very low wear rate, which causes the organ in their skulls to wear out at a higher rate than others."

"A very polite description, Peter." Schiller nodded and said: "In short, because of their personality, they are not good at communication, but close people always need to understand each other, so they look at each other in their own way, guess their actions, and then respond, but usually this response is wrong."

"I think they should make changes." Peter emphasized: "And it should be an immediate and perfect change, such as sitting down and talking. Is it really that difficult?"

"Peter, I think your opinion is correct, but maybe you missed a point." Schiller first comforted Peter. Then he said, "Would you say to a patient with severe depression, 'Look at it, you should make changes'?"

Peter showed a hesitant expression, and said, "I would hope so in my heart, but as far as I know, severe depression has already involved physical reactions, and it is not a problem that can be solved simply by thinking about it, otherwise there would be no patients with depression in the world."

"That's right, so you should regard the Bat Family as a whole. The various contradictions in this whole are like the pathology in a person's body."

"So what you have to do is not to treat the symptoms, nor to stand by and shout at him with a loud speaker. You must cheer up, keep a clear mind, and face the unhealthy relationship."

"How to do it?"

"Of course, find a doctor." Schiller said after taking a sip of tea: "This doctor does not have to be very professional, but he must be an absolutely fair third party, or he only needs to be fair and powerful."

"Oh, I understand. "Peter suddenly realized and said, "If you have a headache because of an unhealthy schedule, then you don't need a successful person to guide your future. You just need a healthy friend who has the good habit of going to bed early and getting up early to help, encourage and supervise you to adjust your schedule." Schiller smiled and nodded. At this time, his mobile phone rang. He picked up the phone and said, "Hello, Mr. Kent, no, don't feel sorry. This is human nature." "I do have some concerns. You know, everything involving the Wayne Group must be cautious enough. I have to ensure my personal safety first. I hope you understand." "Yes, I read your report on the sexual assault case in the welfare home in Metropolis in the Gotham Daily. Believe me, that is the best result. If it weren't for this, I wouldn't call you." Schiller listened to Clark's narration in silence for a while, and then said, "I'm sorry, I don't quite understand what you said about the polygraph monitoring equipment. I don't quite agree with this speculation because it sounds too shocking. "

Schiller paused for a long time before saying, "Mr. Kent, I hope you understand that it is one thing to call you after the incident and hope that you can help possible victims, but it is one thing for me to collect evidence myself..."

Peter heard the voice on the other end of the phone say something very excitedly. Schiller listened carefully from beginning to end. Finally, he said, "I can't deny that I do have a few friends who can help, but I really can't guarantee..."

"Are you going to do something impulsive? I'm afraid I have to express my disapproval to you. It's not a good choice to confront Bruce Wayne directly. You may be charged with slander or intentional injury..."

Schiller was silent for a long time, and then he said hesitantly: "Yes, I am a psychologist, so I can find out that they may have an unhealthy relationship from the few facts disclosed by the media."

"I admire you, Mr. Kent. I will try my best, but I can't guarantee that I can find any substantial evidence. No, sir, please be safe. Goodbye."

Peter on the opposite side has sat up completely, folded his arms and squinted at Schiller, saying: "You put the photos, you led the reporters there, and now you seem to have found another person to cause trouble for Bruce Wayne. I really don't understand what you want to do, doctor."

"Don't talk as if you understand "I'm sure that after we two caused so much trouble in his Gotham, the first thing he did when he returned to Gotham was to give us a shockingly long loss quotation, and the price of all the items on it is exactly the same as your internship salary."

"Uh..." Peter said with a guilty conscience: "It's not unreasonable. After all, we did..."

"Yes, what you did did damage a lot of things. My treatment of Jason may have hurt him psychologically. The monetary compensation is not unacceptable."

Peter stared at Schiller opposite him with wide eyes, as if he didn't know him. How could such words come out of the doctor's mouth?

But Schiller's Yan State map was too short, and soon revealed its sharp fangs.

"But that doesn't mean we can't create another job opportunity for ourselves before he comes back, and it should be an exclusive, unique, and irreplaceable position, and then make back all the wages he might have deducted from you and the compensation he should have paid to me."

Clark hung up the phone, laid Jason, who had been knocked unconscious, flat on the sofa, and then found a blanket from the cabinet next to him to cover him.

What he didn't tell Jason was that not only was there a principle that the victim's testimony was not to be accepted, but also that the court would not allow the victim to attend the trial when the situation was serious.

On the one hand, it was to prevent the victim's spirit from being stimulated again during the confrontation, and on the other hand, it was to prevent the kidnappers from manipulating the victim's spirit in court and making them speak out to defend him in order to deceive the jury's trust and affect judicial justice.

It sounds ridiculous, but in fact, this kind of thing happens often. Some victims even want to cancel the charges on the spot because they are manipulated or scared, and even want to destroy the evidence in court.

Clark could clearly see Jason's intention to protect Batman, and he was very rational and believed that Batman could not simply abuse Jason. There was love and affection between them, and they had given each other both materially and spiritually.

But this still could not cover up some of Batman's actual abuse, and he had to solve the injustice of these actual behaviors, so he had to find Bruce Wayne now.

Clark had already locked Bruce's position, but in the process of placing Jason, he found that Bruce seemed to want to leave the hotel, and he knew the opportunity to take action had come.

Without any hesitation, a strong figure flew out of the window of the hotel's reception room, and flew down more than a dozen floors at the fastest speed, stopping in front of a window.

Bruce, who came out of the utility room, stroked the fingerprints, irises and vocal cords of the FBI director he had just obtained, and walked quickly towards the stairwell.

The hurried footsteps echoed in the corridor, and Bruce suddenly felt that the light in the corridor became dim, and the faint moonlight from the window at the end was blocked by a tall figure.

Bruce's hand instantly pressed on the batarang.

Clark landed, and Bruce saw the light flashing in his eyes. When he landed, the moonlight covered him with armor.

"Superman." Bruce's low voice echoed in the corridor. It was a voice unique to Batman. "Long time no see."

"It's been a long time, Bruce, how are you recently?"

There was no greeting at all, but more like a pistol loaded. Batman had never heard Superman's tone.

"Have you read the report about the Bat Family." When Batman was Batman, his statements about facts sounded like scolding and orders.

"Of course, that's why I'm here."

Superman has a seriousness that Batman doesn't understand. They haven't dealt with each other much, but Batman knows that usually, Superman will answer him, "Yes, I saw it, Bruce. I told you a long time ago that not every media journalist insists on facts and justice like me. Maybe I can't do it completely, but I'm much better than them."

Batman found that he hoped Superman would answer like this, which was not in line with common sense. He should hope that Superman would not appear here.

"Can we chat?" Superman took off his glasses, making his twinkling eyes more eye-catching.

"I'm not free now."

This is not an excuse, but a fact. Batman needs to welcome the landing of the Batfighter he just remotely took off. There is a Batcomputer on it, and he needs to use the biometric code collected from the FBI director to enter the FBI database.

An extremely bold and dangerous move, but there is no other way now. He needs the handle of everyone who knows about this matter, and also needs a scapegoat who has reason to get such handle.

"We need to talk." Superman looked at him and said.

"I don't have time, Clark." Batman's temperament reveals a kind of murderousness, and this moment is indeed his most murderous moment.

He knows what kind of stories Clark's colleagues are compiling now. In less than three hours, they will broadcast the shameless rumors they made up all over the world.

The clear frontal photos of Dick, Jason and Barbara will be posted on the front page headlines, and below is a long string of dirty words. Public opinion does not give them any opportunity to explain, and then puts the blame on the Wayne Group.

He must reverse the situation before dawn, and no one can stop him.

At the moment when three bat darts brushed against Superman's hair, the light of the heat ray lit up the night sky.