Chapter 2445

Poison Ivy changed her position and adjusted her posture on the chair again, looked at Shiler and asked: "Where are we going next?"

"Of course, to prepare a grand welcome ceremony for this King of Robins."

"You want to go in person?"

"Of course not. Not only can I not go in person, but I must also try my best to hide, leaving only a tiny clue."

Poison Ivy was even more confused. She only felt that the professor in front of her was contradicting himself in words and deeds, but considering that she and he were now grasshoppers on the same rope, she had to ask: "Since you want to try your best to hide, why leave clues?"

"Of course, it's to let him find me. Have you forgotten my ultimate goal?"

"Then why don't you just appear in front of him?"

Shiler sighed. Poison Ivy really didn't know how he could sigh with one part disgust, two parts worry, three parts helplessness, and four parts patience.

"He came to Cat Getan with excitement, only to find that the citizens who should have been thrown in by him are now lying on the ground like corpses. And just at this time, I, who made him lose all fun, appear in front of him. What do you think he will do?"

"He certainly wishes he could kill you."

"Then you expect me to have a fight with him?"

"But you are not unable to beat him." Poison Ivy spread her hands and said: "Although I don't know what kind of mist you just turned into, it looks very powerful. I don't think he is your opponent."

"I usually don't take this approach." Shiler shook his head and said: "First of all, the origin and background of this guy are unclear. Perhaps I can kill him, but I may not be able to capture him completely."

"This guy is just a small soldier. The real mastermind behind the scenes sent him here not only to vent his anger but also to explore the way. I don't want the other party to know I am here. More importantly, I don't want him to know what abilities I have."

Poison Ivy frowned, but finally accepted this statement and said: "Indeed, when the real mastermind behind the scenes hasn't appeared, it's better to expose as little of your own information as possible. Otherwise, if you show all your cards at this time, you won't have any cards to play later."

"So I will set up a game to let him find me." Shiler tapped his fingers on the armrest of the seat and said: "First provoke him, then leave him some clues. When he follows the clues to find me here, the accumulated anger and the joy of imminent victory will overwhelm his mind, which makes him more likely to relax his vigilance."

"Will you set a trap there?"

"No, I am the trap itself." Shiler said: "From the show he performed on TV, he is not a cold-blooded, goal-oriented killer. Destruction is not his goal, but the process he enjoys. He needs his evil journey to be bumpy enough. He needs others to pay attention to him. Others' eyes are the drugs he is addicted to."

"But ordinary people are boring. He needs a powerful opponent to watch everything he does, play games with him, let him win, and gain a sense of achievement and recognition. As long as you grasp this psychology of his, there is nothing difficult to deal with."

Poison Ivy opened her mouth, stopped talking, and finally turned the steering wheel and said: "I heard this kind of argument from a madman."

"Batman?"

"Although Batman is also crazy, don't you think there is a crazier one?... Wait, why is your first reaction Batman?"

Shiler coughed twice and didn't speak.

"I'm talking about the Joker. This is Harley Quinn's evaluation of him. Joker's desire for Batman's gaze is his biggest weakness."

"Hit the nail on the head."

"The King of Robins is both Batman and Joker." Shiler said: "It seems this is a good thing. He combines Batman's wisdom and Joker's unscrupulousness, which will make him stronger. But in fact, he has a fatal weakness, that is, he has no playmates."

"Because of the Joker's existence, Batman is able to show the essence of his Dark Knight sticking to his bottom line. Because of Batman's existence, the Joker's shocking evil deeds can be watched and judged. They influence each other's existence value."

"But if they become one, this mutual verification will no longer exist. He will become painful, empty, and unable to find the meaning of living. This is the reason why he came to find the Batman of this universe. He wants to know how the other party got rid of such a predicament."

"It sounds like there is some truth to it." Poison Ivy hesitated and said: "Is this your inference? Or just a guess."

"This is the result of my analysis." Shiler said: "In your eyes, very mysterious things are traceable like mathematical formulas in my eyes, and they are not secrets."

"It seems you are also a talented madman."

"Thank you for the compliment, lady, but compared to compliments, I need more practical help."

"What do you want to do?"

"Go to Arkham Asylum, I need to talk to my old friends."

"What do you want to talk to them about?"

"You'll know when we get there."

The car soon drove to Arkham Asylum. Poison Ivy and Shiler got out of the car. Poison Ivy noticed that Shiler took off his glasses before getting out of the car.

When Shiler wore glasses, Poison Ivy didn't go to pay attention to his eyes. Now she was curious about this action and couldn't help but glance at Shiler's eyes, only to find that the pair of gray eyes were desolate and distracted, as if they couldn't see anything.

"What's wrong with you? Professor."

"Nothing." Shiler turned his head and smiled at Poison Ivy. Poison Ivy was stunned. This smile was very gentle and didn't look like the serious professor before at all. What's wrong?

Poison Ivy felt that something was wrong, but she only had some vague feelings and couldn't say exactly what it was. But now her condition was not good, all her energy was placed on restoring her strength, and she had to hold an umbrella, fearing that the plants beside her would give her a sneak attack, so she didn't bother to ask.

After the two went in, Shiler first went to find the Scarecrow. Of course, since the last time the Scarecrow planned the fear gas and terrorist attack, the Batman of the Arkham universe had locked him in the most secure cell. However, after finally accepting the trial, the Scarecrow still escaped a disaster because of his mental illness.

But Bruce Wei En, who became president, was not so easy to deal with. Anyway, his identity had been made public, and taking some means that Wei En would take against these criminals, no one would say anything.

The appearance of Arkham Asylum was not renovated, but the inside had changed greatly. All ward equipment had been replaced with the most advanced ones, and even security was entirely executed by cold machines, which also led to the fact that so far, no criminal had successfully escaped from prison.

This provided Shiler with great convenience because he could gather most of the Cat Getan villains here at once without having to run to their lairs one by one.

Seeing the Scarecrow again, Poison Ivy was still nose-not-nose and eyes-not-eyes. She certainly still held a grudge against this damn mental patient, who caused her to run around all night with that little madman Peter Parker, and didn't get any good results in the end.

"You go in yourself." Poison Ivy leaned against the wall with some disgust and said: "It's not that I won't help you, but if you want to talk to him about something, I will only destroy the negotiation atmosphere."

Shiler didn't say anything and walked in—he certainly got the pass the first time he entered here, and it was the one with the highest security level, and Poison Ivy was no longer surprised by this.

The time Shiler talked to the Scarecrow was unexpectedly short, and the two walked out of the cell together. The Scarecrow didn't even attack them to escape the first time he came out, but instead shook hands with Shiler and said: "Happy cooperation, Professor, I think this will be a wonderful performance."

"Of course, Dr. Jonathan, see you later."

Poison Ivy looked at the Scarecrow's departing back with some surprise, and then turned her gaze to Shiler and said: "What did you talk to him about?"

"Something we are both interested in."

"For example?"

"Art, and Batman." Shiler said: "Do you like watching drama? Do you have any favorite plays?"

"I've seen some 'Shakespeare', but basically I haven't finished watching every one of them." When going upstairs, Poison Ivy chatted casually, "All his tragedies and comedies have some plots that I am impatient with. When I see that, I will fall asleep. Every time, so I never know what the complete plot is."

"Perhaps this is also a way of watching." Shiler said: "Testing whether you can persist next time is also a unique interest."

"I feel you are getting stranger and stranger. You seem to have become a different person." Poison Ivy said: "Your speaking style is completely different from before. It doesn't look like your mood suddenly got better and then your speech became gentle. I thought you would at least pull this topic to the students who sleep in your class."

"Relax, I also sleep in class." Shiler shrugged and said: "As long as you can pass the exam, it doesn't matter what method you use."

Poison Ivy always felt that he was implying something, but these words were very ordinary, like words that anyone who has read university can say, and there was really no fault to pick.

Immediately after, Shiler went to the wards of Mr. Freeze, Professor Pyg, Clayface, and other criminals. What surprised Poison Ivy was that Shiler talked happily with them, and even when these criminals were annoyed and irritable by the strict security measures, he could comfort them well, and even let them say goodbye politely after coming out.

"What kind of ecstasy soup did you pour into them?" Poison Ivy looked at the back of Bane, who left last, with great confusion. She knew that this big guy had no feelings at all. What kind of promise could move him?

Shiler shook his head, his tone was gentler than what Poison Ivy had heard before.

"If they were people who cared about interests, they wouldn't appear here. After all, who benefits from going to jail?"

"Then how did you convince them?"

"Still the same answer, how did they appear here?"

"This is a question that doesn't need to be thought about." Poison Ivy answered instinctively: "Of course Batman caught them."

"Then why did Batman catch them?"

"Of course because they committed crimes."

"Then why do they commit crimes?"

"This is hard to say." Poison Ivy turned her eyes away and said: "Because they are madmen."

Shiler shook his head again and said: "I think people often call you a madman too. Do you think you are one?"

"Of course I am not."

"If the murderer who polluted these plants appears in front of you now, what will you do?"

"I will chop him up and feed him to the flowers."

Shiler stared at Poison Ivy, and Poison Ivy looked away.

"All the criminals here are like this. They have what they want, but their crazy logic cannot be understood by ordinary people, so their crazy behavior looks illogical in people's eyes, which is why they are called madmen."

"But in fact, this is not the case." Shiler said: "They have their own desires, have the means to realize their desires, and need help on the way to realize their desires. If someone can happen to see their desires and is willing to provide them with help, they are naturally willing to cooperate."

"Just say it directly." Poison Ivy pressed her temples and said: "Don't beat around the bush, I have a headache."

"Do you think they really hope Batman dies?"

"Probably, after all, it was Batman who locked them here."

"On the contrary, it is precisely because Batman used so many means to lock them here tightly that they must not let Batman die in the hands of others."

Poison Ivy seemed to understand a little bit. She said: "If that madman who polluted the plants appeared in front of me, and someone else wanted to kill him, I would definitely kill that person first, because only I have the qualification to judge him, and only I can represent plants to take revenge on him."

"Exactly, lady. And if the person who killed Batman also shamelessly said he wanted to ascend to the throne of Cat Getan, and I happen to have a wonderful welcome drama here that needs every one of them to play an important role, turning this revenge into a performance presented to Batman, what do you think they will do?"

Poison Ivy stared at Shiler's eyes. She suddenly discovered that when Shiler's brow bone drooped, his eyes became more gentle, elegant, and slightly melancholy.

If Poison Ivy had to describe this temperament, she would say he looked like a compassionate artist.