Chapter 938: Journey Into Schiller's Past (Part 1)

Zatanna's mind magic requires almost no preparation, no long treatment process, no medical history, no records, and even no need for the patient to be present. The helicopter just took them to the safe room in the Batcave, and Zatanna said she was ready.

Batman narrowed his eyes and looked at her and said, "Schiler is not here, how can you enter his inner world?"

Zatanna shook her head and said, "Bruce, mysticism is more magical than you think. In your impression, the spirit world may be another world hidden under the real world, which is no different from the real world."

"But in fact, the reason why the spirit world is called the spirit world is because it can communicate with people's souls. Messengers who can walk in the spirit world can walk into people's hearts."

"Then can you peek into other people's hearts at any time?" Batman asked, but this was not actually a question. His tone seemed very sure and alert, but Zatanna shook her head and said, "No, walking in the spirit world, It takes a huge price to pay. Not everyone is Constantine, who can trick a bunch of demons to pay the price for him. "

Zatanna sighed and said, "In fact, before you and I broke up, I had already touched the threshold of magic, and I had tried to travel in the spirit world in my sleep. At that time, I ignored the advice of adults and thought that I had mastered the most magical power in the world and could use them unscrupulously."

Zatanna showed a trace of sadness between her eyebrows and said, "The price of magic may not be paid overnight. It will penetrate into every corner of your life and make your life and your future slide into the abyss."

"My father's disappearance is not an accident." Zatanna Slowly shook her head and said: "This is the price we have to pay."

After that, she walked forward and looked up at Batman's eyes. She was very close to him, but she felt that she could no longer see through those blue eyes. Zatanna said: "I can hear it, I can feel it. You have too many unnecessary fantasies about the occult. Promise me, Bruce, never take this step, otherwise, you will never be able to turn back."

"Control power, pay the price, in order to make up for the price paid, try to control more power, and then pay a greater price... This is magic." Constantine sat on the sofa next to him. He said: "If you are not born with this curse, then it is best not to get involved. Everything I do, It's all just to save ourselves."

"Since everything is almost ready, let's get started." Zatanna turned her head away, as if she didn't want to talk about this topic anymore. She took two steps back and said to the two of them, "You'd better find a safe place to sit. When you travel in the spirit world, your body stays in the same place. You must ensure the safety of your body. I have heard that more than one unlucky person was eaten by their pets when they came back from the spirit world."

The exhaust sound came, and the door of the safe room was completely closed. Batman, Constantine and Zatanna sat on the sofas in three directions respectively. Zatanna chanted a mysterious spell. Soon, Batman felt that a layer of hazy white mist enveloped the whole room.

He felt that his body became very light and he had an urge to dance. He could no longer suppress the desire to move, so he stood up according to his instinct. When he turned around, he saw himself still sitting on the sofa.

The other two were the same, but they were both familiar with it. Zatanna waved her hand and said, "Let's go. Let's find Schiller's soul in the spirit world first, and then enter his memory."

Constantine and Batman didn't say anything, just let her execute the plan. Zatanna flew into the air, and Constantine and Batman followed her, shuttling through a misty space.

The spirit world was not empty. Batman found that he could still see the scene in the real world, but this scene was like being covered with a layer of mist, and the color became more gorgeous.

He could see that when he flew over the city, countless souls were emitting various brilliances, neon lights were flowing on the surface of the building, and the tail caused by the flight passed through the light, which looked psychedelic and gorgeous.

"You think this is amazing, right?" Constantine said as he flew, "But in fact, the spirit world is much more dangerous than you think."

"The reason why this place seems so ordinary is that demons are unwilling to come to Gotham. If you change a city, you may encounter demons looking for food or monsters native to the spirit world at any time."

Batman frowned, and Constantine continued to explain: "The spirit world seems to have existed since ancient times, and so are the monsters here, but I don't know why, not only are there no demons in Gotham, but even the nameless monsters that should have been born from the power of the spirit world have disappeared."

Hearing Constantine's words, Batman pursed his lips, but at this time, Zatanna shouted: "I think we are almost there! Do you see the light in front? That is Schiller's soul. He should be in the laboratory of Gotham University..."

"He should indeed be at Gotham University." Batman said, and Zatanna stopped on the roof of a building, nodded and said: "It seems that it is him, let's get closer... My God, is that the green of all things?"

Batman followed Zatanna and stopped at the rooftop of a building. He saw an unknown monster made of vines in the sky above the experimental building. It was extremely huge and eerie. At this time, it was extending a thick vine and inserted into the teaching building.

"The Green of All Things wants to deal with Schiller, so why is he chasing him to kill me? Or did Schiller reach a deal with the Green of All Things?" Constantine asked in confusion.

"Okay, don't waste time. Our target is not the Green of All Things." Zatanna's hands began to glow, and then she explained: "I will use mental magic to directly invade his soul. At the same time, I will choose the weakest link in his soul, in simple terms, the weakness in his memory."

"Humans will be afraid of and hate things, right? Everyone has some bad memories. In these memories, their control over their own souls is relatively weak, and we can take advantage of the situation and make up some special memories or build a scene that is beneficial to us."

"And his reaction in these scenes will affect his actions in reality. For example, we can build a scene where he is poor and sells his umbrella, so that in reality, he will voluntarily take out the umbrella and hand it over."

"Or, we can also create a memory in the weaker link that he hates umbrellas very much, so that he can throw away the umbrella himself. Of course, this will be a bit difficult, so it depends on the specific situation."

"Is there anything to pay attention to when entering the memory space?" Batman asked.

Zatanna thought for a moment and then said, "Remember, in each memory, there is usually a scene or object that can most stimulate his emotions. If we want to stimulate his weakness, we must find this object. The owner of the memory will have more intense emotions when facing this object, so we can use it to guide the other party."

"Once this object is found, the other party may have an extremely intense reaction because of being poked in the sore spot. At this time, we must quickly find a way out, otherwise, we may face something terrible."

"Of course, after we get this object, we can use it as a support point for fictional memory, and our first goal is to find this thing."

"Where will the way out be?" Batman asked again.

Zatanna paused and said, "Generally speaking, it will be in a place where the other party is more resistant and unwilling to contact. As long as we can find it, we can get rid of that memory and go to a safer memory space."

"Okay, let's get ready to go." Zatanna waved her glowing hand lightly in the air, and a portal appeared. The three walked in, and then Batman felt that he came to a tunnel full of hazy light.

He didn't need to fly by himself, the light ball at the end kept sucking, but at this time, he heard Zatanna scream.

"Oh my God! Why is his memory so confused??!! Hold on to me! Hold on to me! Otherwise we will be separated!!!"

Hearing his shout, Batman subconsciously wanted to grab her hand, but everything happened too fast. The light ball at the end was divided into three, and the huge suction pulled the three people in three different directions.

Batman just stretched out his hand and was instantly sucked into the light ball in the center, and then lost consciousness.

It may be a long time, or it may be only a moment. When he opened his eyes again, Batman felt a strong white light flashing in front of his eyes.

After the initial trance, Batman found that he was lying on the bed, and he was no longer wearing a bat suit, but a hospital gown.

He stood up from the bed and looked at the ward, and found that it was different from the ward in his impression.

This is a double room, which looks a bit messy at this time. The bed next to him is tilted, the table between the two beds is overturned on the ground, and water cups and sundries are scattered all over the ground.

Batman frowned. He saw that the patient's information was hung on the head of the bed next to him, so he walked over and looked carefully, and found that there were several lines of Chinese written on it.

Batman knows Chinese. He knows almost all the mainstream characters in the world, but the name and information written on it make him feel unfamiliar. The only information he can tell is that this seems to be a mental hospital in China.

Batman frowned slightly. He knew that he should be in Schiller's memory now, but why did Schiller go to a mental hospital in China?

At this time, Batman did not think that the bed next to him was Schiller's, because it was a very typical Chinese name, which did not look like an English transliteration, so he looked around and began to look for clues in the room.

The entire ward was not big. There were two beds against the left and right walls of the room respectively. Opposite the beds, there was a cabinet for storing personal belongings. In the middle of the two beds was a table, which was now overturned on the ground.

Batman first opened the curtains, but found that the view outside the window was foggy and he could hardly see any specific scenery. He guessed that this might be because the memory space had not been expanded.

Then, Batman walked to the overturned table, put it back in place, and picked up the water cup from the ground.

But at this moment, he found that the bed near him, that is, the direction of the hospital bed where he woke up, was very smooth and had no marks.

But on the other side of the table, there was a very obvious circular mark. Batman looked at the cup in his hand. After putting one of the cups on the circular mark, the shape of the bottom of the cup completely overlapped with the circular mark, which showed that the cup had always been placed here.

Batman leaned over to observe carefully. He found that the circular mark was deeper on one side and shallower on the other side. He paused, sat on the bed next to the table, put the cup on the circular mark, and turned the handle towards himself.

Then he found that if the cup was filled with water and held up by the handle, it would definitely cause the bottom of the cup on the side without the handle to rub against the table, so the circular mark would be deep on one side and shallow on the other.

This clue told Batman that the patient in this bed might have obsessive-compulsive disorder. After all, judging from the overall depth of the circular trace, this patient always drank water in the same way, otherwise, it would be impossible to leave such a deep trace.

While recalling the series of actions of this patient, Batman suddenly froze for a moment, and another scene appeared in his mind.

Batman walked to the side of the bed without traces and sat down, watching the slightly old wall of the mental hospital peel off, the wooden floor was pulled out one by one and turned into tiles, and the table changed from round to square, while Schiller, who was opposite him, was drinking a glass of water that the gangster boss had just sent over.

When Schiller put the cup down, the crisp sound of the bottom of the cup touching the table was deafening. Batman saw that Schiller turned the handle of the cup with one finger and then turned the handle towards himself.

At this time, the length of the cup handle from the edge of the table and the length of the circular trace from the table circle completely overlapped.

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