Chapter 1015: Joker's Bad Luck (Part 2)

In the ward of Arkham Asylum, Brand held the record sheet and looked at Schiller lying on the bed. He shook his head lightly and sighed. And just at this moment, a nurse rushed in.

"Dr. Brand! A lunatic suddenly rushed into the main gate. He said... he said his name is Jack! He said he needs treatment!"

Brand furrowed his brow and said: "Jack? Is he green-haired and wearing Joker makeup?"

"That's right, and he's soaked through. When he came in, he kept shivering. I heard from the old nurse that he's a pretty troublesome patient. Do you want to go see him personally?"

Brand turned his head and glanced at Schiller on the hospital bed again, but afterward, he still put down the record sheet and pen in his hand and said to the nurse: "Lead the way."

But actually, there was no need for the nurse to lead the way. Brand had just walked out of the ward when he saw Joker Jack running over staggeringly at the end of the corridor.

"Doctor! Doctor! Come someone! Save me! I'm having very serious auditory hallucinations. I need some medicine! I must have some medicine!!"

Brand reached out a hand, stopping Joker Jack from rushing toward him, and then said: "Listen, Jack, your attending physician is Schiller. He is still in a coma. Although I can take over your treatment, I suggest you wait for a period of time..."

Jack was stunned there. He looked at Brand and said: "Is Schiller really in a coma?"

Brand said somewhat puzzled: "What do you mean, 'is he really in a coma'? You knew he was in a coma before you came here? That shouldn't be. Not many people should know about this, and they shouldn't be talking nonsense..."

Jack squatted directly on the ground, covered his face with both hands, and then said very brokenly: "Do you know? Before I came here, a lunatic told me a story, a crazy story! He must be crazy to have fabricated such a story!"

Facing a patient who had fallen into madness, Brand showed great patience. He said: "How about this, you follow me to the consultation room first..."

After speaking, he turned and walked toward the consultation room. Jack followed obediently behind him. Brand said while walking: "But I have to remind you, I am different from Schiller. I am just a psychiatrist with prescription rights but no license in psychological medicine. So, what I can do is just listen to you finish your encounter, and then prescribe you some medicine."

The two arrived at the consultation room and sat face to face. Joker sniffed hard and then said: "Just now... just now! After Batman stopped my truck, he asked me to give him a ride..."

"He didn't have money to pay the fare. He still owed me 100 dollars before. So, he asked me if he could use a story to offset his fare. I agreed. We are friends, aren't we?"

Brand nodded, signaling Jack to continue. Jack wiped his eyes, choked a bit, and said: "But this despicable guy, he used a completely fictional crazy story to fool me, and also caused me to have auditory and visual hallucinations. Doctor! You must help me!"

"Oh, what crazy story did he say?" Brand asked with some interest.

"He actually said... he actually said..." Jack gritted his teeth and said: "He actually said that he abandoned Cat Getan and ignored the chaos here because Schiller jumped into hell, so he also jumped into hell. He was trapped in hell and couldn't come back!"

"Uh..." Brand pondered for a moment, seemingly sensing the abnormality in Jack. He opened his mouth and said: "If it were for an ordinary patient, this would indeed be a crazy story. Since it's you... well, what I want to tell you is that hell actually exists. I've been there."

With a "Bang—", Jack slammed the table hard and said: "That's not the point! Don't care about what hell, tall building, or trash can. How could Batman jump down for someone else?! And even more, for Schiller??!!"

"Don't think I don't know, what Batman suspects and guards against the most is Schiller! He knows clearly that Schiller is a criminal!"

Jack took a deep breath, afterward accelerated his speech, and said somewhat tremblingly: "Doctor, Doctor, you might not know, that is... all of us criminals, we are... we are in contact..."

"We keep in touch all along, through newspapers and letters. We all know of each other's existence, and there is no one who doesn't know Schiller Rodriguez!"

"At first... at first... it was he who founded a serial killer club! That's right, it was him, although I didn't join his stupid and boring club at all, because... Joker should have his own club!"

"My club should be in a brilliant hall..." Joker reached out his hand, waving his arms non-stop, and said: "It has to be filled with balloons and party poppers. Whenever someone walks in, they will get streamers all over their face! Hahahahahaha!"

Brand coughed lightly. Jack was stunned for a while and then said: "I said I went off-topic. I mean..."

"Schiller!! He is a criminal mastermind!!!!!" Jack suddenly jumped up and roared.

"The whole world knows this point! Batman couldn't possibly not know! He would actually jump into hell for the criminal he hates the most?! Is he crazy?!!"

Jack stood in place, blinked, took a deep breath, and afterward looked at Brand again and said: "Oh, sorry, Doctor, I said it wrong again. It seems the one who is sick is me. I can no longer distinguish between reality and imagination. Hurry up and prescribe me medicine!!"

"I want to stay here! From now on, Arkham Asylum is my home! No one wants to make me leave!"

After speaking, Jack turned and left, rushing into the corridor, shouting: "Nurse! Nurse! Hurry up and prepare an empty ward for me!!!"

"What? Which gang am I from? I... um... I... actually, you know the truck drivers' union, right? Ah, right, that's right, I'm from the truck drivers' union. Prepare a ward for me, thank you!"

Brand, sitting in the office, shook his head and said: "I hope he doesn't really stay here for too long. I've already promised Alberto to leave two more rooms for his men..."

Batman, who finished telling the story, was kicked off the truck by Joker. His landing posture was cool, but his posture of not being able to catch a car was very embarrassed.

Fortunately, it wasn't far from his destination, Rodriguez Manor. Very quickly, Batman arrived at the manor, and Merkel was still struggling to clear the broccoli in the garden.

Seeing Batman arrive, he welcomed him enthusiastically and then asked: "How is Mr. Schiller? I'm going to see him in a while, but I must handle the trouble in the garden first, otherwise..."

Merkel shook his head. Batman glanced into the garden and found that the vast majority of the broccoli had been shoveled away, only the largest one hadn't been transported out yet.

"I'm here to get something." Batman looked into Merkel's eyes and said: "You should know that Schiller has a special kind of wine that can make people enter a dream. I need to get this wine and then enter Schiller's Hall of Mind to call him out."

Merkel looked at Batman with some confusion. Before he could ask, Batman said: "Schiller's coma now is very likely because the personality that once controlled his body is unwilling to surface, and other personalities can't surface either. With no one in control, the body naturally can only be in a coma."

"I have to go talk to that personality and let him come back to control the body. Otherwise, Schiller can only remain in this coma."

Merkel hesitated for a moment and said: "The most important rule of the butler code is that one must never allow others to touch the master's private items. However, if it's really as you said, it's not impossible to make an exception."

"That, the broccoli here is a bit troublesome. For Mr. Schiller's future mental health, I have to transport them out quickly. I estimate I won't be able to attend to anything else for the next three hours. You had best leave quickly!"

After speaking, Merkel picked up the gardening shovel and began to shovel the largest broccoli. Batman turned around and went upstairs skillfully to open the door, beginning to rummage through Schiller's study.

That bottle of wine was actually not hard to find. It was placed on the shelf in the study. However, Schiller had used this method before to pit Constantine, who wanted to steal the wine. This bottle of wine could not be touched directly by hand, otherwise, one would immediately enter a dream.

Although Batman's purpose was to enter Schiller's dream, he didn't want to enter here. Because if he really woke Schiller up, Schiller could rush back in an instant and block Batman, who had just come out of the dream, here.

Batman had already anticipated that the next conversation wouldn't go smoothly. If he were blocked here, it was very likely he would add a colorful stroke to Schiller's resume.

And to safely take away this bottle of wine, one had to solve the 48 puzzles in the room. Just as Batman was busy solving the puzzles, Lex and Clark, who were looking at the monitoring equipment in the Batcave, discovered an abnormality.

Clark pointed to one of the screens and said: "Where is this? My God, who is that? Professor Schiller has been kidnapped!"

Lex, who was debugging the equipment, turned his head immediately. He looked at the screen Clark was pointing to and then widened his eyes because he discovered that in the screen, the unconscious Schiller was tied up with ropes and was hanging in mid-air.

And beneath his feet were the broken ground and the pool of water emitting light. Lex looked closely and saw that behind Schiller were a massive cross and the suffering Jesus statue. The rope hanging him crossed the beam of the cathedral, and the other end was tied to Jesus's neck.

"Cat Getan Cathedral!" Lex said in a low voice: "Call Batman immediately and tell him to go over there right now! Professor Schiller has been kidnapped!"

"Why call him? I'm flying over there right now!" Clark was about to leave, but Lex grabbed him and said: "Can you use your brain? Do you know who the other party is? Do you know what effect the pool of water beneath Professor Schiller has? What if that's a radiation source? If you are contaminated, the entire Cat Getan City will be destroyed!"

Clark's movement froze. He felt that what Lex said made sense. The two of them still didn't know the truth about Cat Getan's citizens going mad. Therefore, in their view, such an event occurring at this time was very likely the culprit who released the pollution source showing their face.

They knew almost nothing about this kind of toxin that could make people go mad. No one could say whether Clark would be contaminated after going over. If he went mad, no one could stop him.

Clark stomped his feet anxiously and called Batman immediately. But unexpectedly, Batman didn't appear on the monitoring screen, but instead came to the Batcave. Clark looked at his figure and said anxiously: "What are you doing here? Hurry up and save the professor!"

"I came here precisely to save the professor." Batman said with an icy expression. As he walked into the Batcave, one lamp after another lit up, all equipment began to run, the mechanical buzzing sound became noisy, and the Batcave was instantly lit up.

Batman stood before the largest control panel and picked up the communicator that was making a sound. The voice of Joker came from the other side.

"Batman, do you really think you can shake me? You certainly can't! All of this is just my plan, hahahahahaha!"

Standing beneath the Jesus statue, Joker held the phone, looked up at Schiller hanging in mid-air, and said: "I pretended to break down, came to Arkham Asylum, fooled that difficult attending physician, and brought your good professor here!"

"Do you think he is invincible? Do you think he can turn into gray mist and no one can hurt him? Unfortunately, if he falls into the pool of water, no one can save him. This crazy virus will infect everything, including gray mist!"

"Batman, this time, you can't save him!"

Joker had just finished saying this when he heard Batman's emotionless, icy voice come from the other end of the phone:

"Missile launch silo preheating, targeting the target, Cat Getan Cathedral, prepare to launch!" ===== CHAPTER 1016 =====

"I came here to save the professor." Batman said with an icy expression. As he walked into the Batcave, lamp after lamp lit up, all the equipment began to run, and the mechanical buzzing grew noisy. The Batcave was instantly illuminated.

Batman stood before the largest control panel and picked up the communicator that was ringing. The Joker's voice came from the other side.

"Batman, do you really think you can shake me? Of course you can't! All of this is just my plan, hahahahahaha!"

Standing beneath the statue of Jesus, the Joker held the phone, looked up at Schiller, who was hanging in mid-air, and said, "I pretended to have a breakdown, came to Arkham Asylum, fooled that difficult attending physician, and brought your good professor here!"

"Do you think he is invincible? Do you think that just because he can turn into gray mist, no one can hurt him? Unfortunately, if he falls into the pool water, no one can save him. This kind of crazy virus will infect everything, including the gray mist!"

"Batman, this time, you can't save him!"

Just as the Joker said this, he heard Batman's emotionless, icy voice come from the other end of the phone:

"Missile silo preheating, target locked: Cat Getan Cathedral. Prepare to launch!"