PFC Chapter 3193 Detective is dying (44)
Chapter 3193 Detective is dying (44)
Chapter 3193: Detective is about to die (Forty-four)
After listening to Schiller's speculation, Batman nodded. Although the evidence was not sufficient, the logic was coherent.
"Then we can infer the background story of the Pale Knight from this." Schiller said as he thought. He was obviously combining the behavior of the Pale Knight in the comics and the logic of his behavior so far to infer what kind of background story he would make up.
"He may be here for a case." Batman speculated. He said, "Since he is a lawyer, he may be here to collect some evidence. Maybe it is related to the Prowler. He may be here to investigate the patterns of the Prowler so that he can provide evidence in a trial in the future."
Schiller shook his head.
"No, I guess the background story he made up is not entirely related to interests." Schiller recalled the comics about the Pale Knight in his mind and said, "You may not believe it, but he is a person who believes in love."
"what?"
"I said he believed in love."
Schiller deliberately stared at Batman's face and indeed did not miss his gradually cracking expression.
"Do you have any additional information?" Batman couldn't help but ask. He had to admit that the news Schiller had just dropped was indeed heavy enough and he was very interested.
"Of course, I do, but what are you going to give me in exchange?"
Batman paused for a moment. It turned out that he was waiting for him here. He did have a trump card that he hadn't used yet, but he couldn't give it up now. So he thought about it and said, "What do you want me to give you in exchange?"
"Can I ask you a few questions?"
"No."
Batman's rejection was so straightforward that Schiller was stunned. He tapped the table with his fingers and said, "Would you reject any other Schiller so straightforwardly?"
Batman actually thought about this question seriously, then shook his head and said, "Maybe not. I mean there won't be such a chance, because they don't need to ask me questions, because they can read what they want to know out of thin air, can't you?"
"I understand." Schiller nodded.
Batman didn't know what he understood, and just as he was about to ask, Schiller said, "You're the kind of guy who likes to flirt in the interrogation room. Do you want me to talk to you about Horizon Sunset? Or some other brand of coffee?"
Batman's next words were blocked directly, and he didn't know whether Schiller did it on purpose.
But the other Schillers gave him the feeling that he couldn't see through that mysterious background, just like peeling off layer after layer of human skin, still unable to determine whether he had the heart of a monster.
Schiller, who is suspected to be a secret agent, even appears to be somewhat unpredictable. The aggression he displays does not carry any characteristics of a civilized society, and he seems to have never dressed himself up as a gentleman in a suit and tie. However, he does not appear cold and distant. People usually call this kind of character a true nature.
It's just that Batman has come into contact with too many people with true personalities, and Clark and Diana can be regarded as the best among them. No matter what the other people in the Justice League look like, they always have a passionate and sincere heart.
So he could feel that the true feelings expressed by Schiller were not pure enough, but this impurity seemed to be intentional on his part.
If we talk about the difference between him and other Schillers in detail, it is probably that smart people have long anticipated what is under the skin of other Schillers, but some people choose to expose it, while others do not. Batman belongs to the latter.
But the Schiller in front of him now had his human and monster parts distributed chaotically, not presented in an orderly manner from the outside to the inside, as if the two limbs were sewn together, and he was never stingy in showing it.
Until you actually reach out and touch it, you will never know what part you are touching. The part that transfuses blood to the sincere words that humans can understand may be a multi-cornered heart, but when you feel along the white bones that pierce the skin, what you touch are the same fragile joints as those of ordinary people.
It is hard to tell what is real and what is fake, like a rainbow that is shaken over and over in a bottle. The mixed colors are pale and ugly, but through a little phantom light left on the inner wall of the bottle, one can glimpse the once brilliant truth.
Batman knows very well that the gold rush is a trap that humans can never avoid, and that the charm of a mountain of gold is sometimes not even as good as a little gold in a mountain of sand.
In addition to the sense of accomplishment that rare items bring people, the most valuable thing about gold is that people can attribute the reason for obtaining gold to their own unremitting efforts, rather than luck given by God.
Batman believes that many gold diggers must have paid a bloody price in order to find the elusive sincerity in Schiller's soul, which is full of countless traps.
Suddenly, Batman realized that his thoughts just now did not seem to be based on Schiller's behavior, but more like pure feelings.
The master of psychoanalysis is actually me???
This brings us to the social effect that is the opposite of the mirror effect - the antagonist effect, which, to use an old saying, is the method of provoking someone.
Specifically, when you want to get some information from someone, you have to start from the opposite angle, so that he will have a thinking logic that is contrary to yours, and then tell the truth.
The difference between these two effects is that the former utilizes human empathy and focuses on creating an atmosphere, while the latter utilizes human empathy and focuses on demonstrating logic. The former uses emotion as a knife, while the latter uses reason as a sword.
Now Batman is sure that this Schiller must be an agent, because these two methods are the most common interrogation methods.
Okay, okay, Batman has lived for so many years, and he has always been the one to interrogate others. No blind agent dared to interrogate him. But now he has met his match today?
"Don't you want to try it?" Batman continued the previous topic: "The doctor I know is very good at this kind of thing."
"What's the matter?" Schiller asked knowingly.
"I can't think of a more precise word to describe it, but if I have to, it's probably a form of mind reading."
"You mean a wild guess?"
At this moment Batman heard a loud swear word in his heart. The reaction was so instinctive that he didn't have time to control it. Fortunately, he didn't say it out loud.
But after he realized it, he couldn't help but think about it. What did Schiller just say? Did he say that his other psychoanalysis was just guessing? !
Before he could say anything, Bruce began to howl in his inner world, the content of which could be roughly summarized as "Oh, heaven, oh, earth, which angel sister has given me this anger?!"
Arrogance had given up cutting his cigar.
"You think that's a blind guess?" Batman asked.
Batman's mind told him not to discuss this issue with Schiller, as that would make him just another gold digger, essentially still looking for that glimmer of gold in the sand, but he really couldn't control himself.
Because Batman actually studied Schiller's psychoanalytic talent, but of course he found nothing, which was unacceptable for a genius scientist.
To put it in an exaggerated way, his mentality at this moment can probably be summarized as "Please, God, tell me who is loyal and who is treacherous!" or "What did I say? What did I say?!"
"I think part of it is," Schiller replied. "I think no reasonable person should take these unfounded statements. I know they may sound right, but there are too many things in this world that turn out to be right, and not all of them are good things."
"for example?"
“Like every world war.”
That makes damn sense, Batman thought, if you hadn't said that, I'd have thought I'd met a normal person.
This is a rather rare conclusion. After all, in Batman's eyes, even Clark is not a normal person.
Schiller leaned forward again, looked Batman in the eye and said, "You're not the one who's going to buy into this nonsense, are you?"
Batman's lips moved. He was trying to recall whether he had ever gone out without solid evidence just because of Schiller's analysis. After going over it in his mind, he realized that this should not be the case.
Then he made his most righteous head-shaking gesture this year.
"That's good." Schiller said, "I think we should get along well. In this case, I can tell you something."
"About psychoanalysis?"
Schiller looked at him strangely and said, "As for the Pale Knight, he is a man who believes in love."
"Because he would choose to embrace the fog in the forest on a rainy day?"
"Because it was Harley Quinn who saved him! They have a great relationship! Batman...Batman?!"
When Batman came to his senses, he found that Schiller was looking at him with disapproval.
It's really time to get that nonsense out of my mind, Batman thought.
He believed that the main reason for his frequent distractions was that if Schiller was a madman, he would naturally appear to be a normal person, but if Schiller looked too much like a normal person, he would inevitably appear to be a madman.
Batman doesn't encounter this kind of situation very often, because in all the universes combined, there aren't many people who are more normal than him.
More importantly, among the tens of millions of assumptions he made, this normal person should not be Schiller.
Schiller said helplessly: "Well, maybe you don't particularly want to talk about marriage, so let's change our thinking. When the Pale Knight was making up the story, he didn't know what story Greed had made up, so there couldn't be any health insurance companies in his story."
"Even if he did make up a case that required him to come here, it's impossible for him to be so in tune with Greed. If the Beyonder wanted to connect all of our stories, he would choose to avoid the important part in the background story of the Pale Knight."
"The best option is to throw away the case he made up that has nothing to do with the main plot. If we put aside the specific events, the only thing that can make him enter the main story is the emotional line."
"This doesn't seem to be related to the Pale Knight's personal choice, but if he learned about this from some channels, he would not choose to bring the case he made up back into the main storyline. He is more likely to take advantage of the situation."
"Because he's not only the only one of all the clowns who understands love, he may be the only one of them who understands love."