Chapter 1930

The image on the screen played slowly, and perhaps because the host had specially processed it, the speed at which Schiller and the Bat-Man spoke became slower, and the subtle fluctuations in their tone were easier to hear.

The Bat-Man recounted his relatively rich experience of seeing a psychiatrist. This indeed matched what Bruce had said: Bruce Wayne during this period might have doubted his own mental state. He had seriously considered the question of whether he was actually crazy, so it wasn't even a routine check-up, but rather he might have actively sought out a psychiatrist.

Bruce examined the expression of the Bat-Man on the screen and then said, "It can be seen that he still trusts the doctor relatively well. Perhaps the doctor who examined him is someone he is relatively close to, so he can cooperate with the examination relatively smoothly."

"However, it is clear that Schiller's examination method is a bit beyond his expectations." Bruce shook his head slightly and said, "I guess he might have thought Schiller would ask him how he has been feeling lately, whether there is anything bothering him, or something like that."

"Most psychiatrists would ask that, right?" Spider-Man shrugged and said, "I went to the psychological counseling room at our high school, and the teacher's opening line there was 'How have you been feeling lately?'"

"Because orthodox psychology now leans more towards behavioral analysis rather than psychoanalysis." Bruce frowned slightly and said, "Actually, I can also better understand behavioral analysis because it is logical."

"What a person did that led to what kind of psychology, and what kind of behavior this psychology would lead to—this is a very smooth inference. I have a very high score in this area."

"But psychoanalysis is not like that; it's more like guessing blindly, or telepathy." Bruce showed a difficult expression, as if he were recalling something, and said, "A person says his opinion on a certain matter or many abstract words that do not involve facts, and then one can see his psychological problems from this passage of his words. This doesn't look like science at all; it looks more like theology."

"It seems your grades aren't very good, boy." Constantine laughed dryly and then said, "Clearly, your professor is a master of psychoanalysis, right?"

Bruce didn't refute it either, reached out and pointed to the screen, and said, "You all saw it. This Batman described to Schiller several scenes where he felt lost. It sounds more like some lyrical prose or poetry, and then Schiller saw that he was not sick."

"Can you not understand the connection either?" the High General asked.

Bruce shook his head and said, "Before, I was just repeating what Professor Schiller told me. He said that as long as you ask a person when they are most lost, you can see if they have emotional problems by listening to their description. But this sounds a bit like a fantasy, doesn't it?"

"Could it be that the scene of loss described by this person is relatively common, which proves that he is not sick?" Spider-Man touched his chin and speculated, "If many people feel lost in a certain scene, it means it's the problem of the scene, not the person's psychological problem."

"Perhaps, but Schiller is clearly not that simple." Bruce sighed and said, "The judgment he made through this Q&A about whether the other party has psychological problems is at a deeper level."

"Simply put, ordinary psychiatrists ask when you are relatively lost, perhaps wanting to check if you have depressive symptoms, but Schiller can see the most subtle problems in your personality through your answers."

"How is this possible?" the High General said with some disbelief.

"That's why I said it looks like theology." Bruce shrugged and said.

The image on the screen continued to play downward. Batman walked out of the consulting room. Now only Schiller and the Bat-Man were left in the consulting room, and then came the classic haunted plot.

But at this moment, Bruce suddenly stood up and said, "Stop, rewind about 30 seconds."

Everyone else looked at him and then at the screen. Although Owen didn't know what Bruce was going to do, he still rewound the image by 30 seconds according to what Bruce said.

Before rewinding, Schiller and the Bat-Man had already walked to the door. Next, it should have been the Bat-Man checking the situation in the corridor and seeing the female ghost.

But after rewinding 30 seconds, Schiller in the scene had just stood up from the chair, and the Bat-Man had just turned around at this moment.

The camera stopped on Schiller's face. The image continued to play. It could be clearly seen that the moment the Bat-Man turned around, Schiller was dazed for 2 to 3 seconds.

Bruce and Arthur narrowed their eyes almost at the same time, but it was Constantine who spoke first.

"Where did his soul go?" Constantine puffed out a bit of smoke from his nose and said with some incredulity, "I can feel it. In the moment he was dazed just now, there was no soul controlling the body, but it quickly returned to normal. It's impossible to have such a brief out-of-body experience."

"It's just that the personality trait currently in charge of his body has left." Bruce tapped the armrest with his fingertips unintentionally and said, "It seems that the appearance of those crazy traits in the hospital is not a coincidence. This is also that professor's plan."

"But I don't understand. If this is not an accident, why would this psychiatrist release his crazy personality traits?" Spider-Man looked at Bruce and asked, "He clearly knows that they are out of control and are very evil."

"This is the reason why I said psychoanalysis is more like theology. This professor discovered the problem the Bat-Man is currently facing through just a few sentences of conversation. This is his solution."

The viewing gallery seemed a bit silent. The High General shook his head and said, "This doesn't sound like psychology; it sounds more like mind reading."

"I thought so at first too." Bruce pursed his lips slightly and said, "And even now, I'm not sure if he doesn't know how to read minds as he claimed."

"This is incredible." Spider-Man exclaimed, "He doesn't have a God's-eye view, unlike us who can see what others are doing, and it's even more impossible to rewind and look closely. Then what is the basis for him to infer where the problem lies?"

"Telepathy doesn't need a basis."

The image on the screen continued to play in order. Soon Schiller and the Bat-Man came to the corridor. Schiller proposed to go upstairs, and several people in the screening room felt that something was wrong.

"If, as you said, this doctor had a plan from the beginning, is the safer upstairs he mentioned really safe?"

"Of course not." Bruce spread his hands and said, "This is a scam from beginning to end."

"First, emphasize that this building might be haunted, but deliberately don't say that the most dangerous evil ghost is his own crazy personality trait."

"When this Batman discovers this point himself, his attention must be on how there can be two Schillers, because this is very abnormal, so it must be very attractive to people's eyes."

"By the time Batman is distracted, the crisis has already struck, so he has even less time to think about whether this is some kind of conspiracy. He must put his energy into solving the imminent crisis."

"Watching the crisis getting closer and closer, Schiller proposed that he has a safe place. Please note, at this time Schiller has not yet explained in detail to Batman what is going on with each personality."

"That is to say, Batman is completely unclear about the characteristics of the personality he described as relatively dangerous now and relatively safe upstairs. Now this information is only known to Schiller."

"Batman of course also knows this point. All Schillers are one person. Schiller must be the clearest about his own situation. He said the personality upstairs is safer, and others have no room to question it at all. After all, they are all Schiller."

"But this so-called danger and safety are from Schiller's standard. Theoretically speaking, even if upstairs is the most dangerous personality, Schiller didn't lie, because for Schiller himself, all personalities are safe; they are one person."

"I get it. Isn't this misleading?" Spider-Man narrowed his spider compound eyes and said, "I said it's very safe, but I didn't say it's only safe for me. It's like an insurance salesman telling you that any accident will be compensated, but he didn't tell you that the compensation cycle is terribly long."

"That's it." Bruce nodded and said, "And clearly this Batman has no time to think. He might be thinking about something else, a bit distracted, and was just taken upstairs by Schiller like that."

"The part I don't understand the most is coming." The High General stared at the screen tightly and said, "After they went upstairs and said some things, this Batman seemed to be suddenly stimulated by something and went to the bathroom by himself."

"Is now the time to go to the bathroom? As a tactical master, doesn't he know that staying together now is the safest, and splitting up is the most stupid move?"

Bruce cast his gaze on Owen, clearly hoping that he could provide a different perspective, which might contain the answer.

Owen, however, showed a hesitant expression, as if he clearly knew something but didn't really want to show it to several people.

Now even Spider-Man showed a suspicious expression.

In the end, Owen seemed to be unable to withstand the pressure, sighed, and said, "I can only say that this duelist called Batman saw some hallucinations, but these hallucinations are a bit... mentally polluting."

Arthur seemed to be interested immediately. He sat up straight on the back of the chair, staring at the screen with burning eyes. Constantine raised his eyebrows, and the High General's gaze was serious.

Only Bruce seemed to have thought of something, staring at the screen intently.

The shooting angle was facing the Bat-Man and flying at high speed, as if flying into his eyes.

The next second, hazy light spread from the center of the screen, gold gathered from the edges to the center, and then there were light spots sliding down finely like gold sand between fingers.

The lights were brilliant, and the gold was overflowing. This was a dance party.

"Stop."

Bruce's shout startled the others who were concentrating on the screen, including Owen, who didn't expect him to shout stop at this time, so he hurriedly rewound a few seconds and stopped where Bruce shouted stop.

The picture was very hazy. One could only see that the left side was the dance floor and the right side was the dining table for free activities. As for the people moving in the scene, except for the hazy shadows and outlines that could be seen as human shapes, there were no details.

Bruce pursed his lips in disappointment and said, "Continue."

The image continued to play, and then there was a Hitchcock-style zoom. The High General immediately shouted stop and said, "What are you doing? You don't move the camera when you should, but now you remember to move the camera?"

"This is not me moving the camera!" Owen shouted with some grievance, "This is what he saw."

The High General waved his hand impatiently, signaling him to continue broadcasting.

The zoom continued until it was completely focused on a figure in the center of the field of vision. When the focus was completed, people saw that it was the back of a woman.

"Stop." Bruce shouted again.

He stared at the back for two or three seconds and then said.

"White woman, height 1.73 meters, weight about 130 pounds, age around 55, West Coast person, right foot injured in childhood, hearing in right ear slightly weaker than left ear, right-handed."

"Should have 2-3 marriage histories, given birth to more than two children, no history of drug abuse, childhood family class below middle class, supports the Republican Party, currently should be working in a pharmaceutical department, position of supervisor and above."

"Lives alone, no traces of children visiting the residence, raised a... two... three dogs, two of which are large dogs, and a cat, Devon Rex cat, the lawn in the house is a mixed lawn, the front yard lawn faces southeast..."

Everyone else looked at him with eyes that had seen a ghost.

"How dare you say others study theology?!"