Chapter 3737

Schiller lightened his footsteps and moved forward along the dark corridor. Although the asylum was large, he knew his target should be underground. After entering the courtyard and then entering a building behind the asylum, he finally found the stairs leading to the underground.

Descending, descending again. Down two floors along the stairs. There was no light here anymore. The colored lines that made up the hallucination drifted, like ribbons fluttering in the wind and rain. And Schiller, chasing the colors, was like a bird flying in the wind.

It was so quiet around that one could hear a pin drop. The previous noise had also disappeared, and Schiller could only hear his own heartbeat. He counted the beats and walked forward with the same silent footsteps. His sanity was almost completely integrated with the hallucination, and even the darkness did not know whether he really existed, just like the dark ghost born of suspicion.

There was a circular corridor on the second underground floor. Schiller walked halfway when he heard voices coming from a room on the right. The voice was low and intermittent.

"... Azrael is already dead. No one will ever know about what happened back then... haha..."

"The voice of the Broken Bat," Schiller recognized. "He really didn't die." However, what surprised Schiller was that his brain was smashed, yet he could not only survive but also arrive here at the fastest speed, speaking clearly and with a clear mind. Can this really be achieved by injecting Joker virus?

Schiller saw faint light coming through the crack of the door. He realized that there was light in the room, so he quietly moved forward two steps and looked inside through the observation window on the door.

There was only one person in the room.

That was a man who was still quite sturdy; judging from his back, he was very young and definitely not Batman's build. And with the help of the faint light of a certain device, Schiller saw that the other party was wearing the jacket that Tone wore. It was just that a large amount of blood seeping from his neck dyed half of his clothes dark red.

The man turned around. Schiller's expression froze.

Batman's head was on Tone's body.

That glass jar that once held his brain and artificial brain matter had disappeared. His head had returned to normal, and even the hair on the back of his head looked normal. If it weren't for the large amount of blood at the neck and a small section of black spine exposed, no one would have thought that the head and body were not from the same person.

And what was placed in front of him was even more horrifying—that was a water tank filled with unknown solution, and a brain was placed inside the water tank.

Behind the water tank containing the brain was a very complex instrument. Schiller could only recognize that some of the data was monitoring brain waves, and the brain waves seemed to be translated into information that could be read directly.

"Batman is communicating with a brain?"

Schiller observed the surroundings and didn't see any traps or weapons. Batman wasn't holding a weapon either, and his head was swaying, as if it could fall off at any time.

Schiller pushed the door and walked in.

Batman opened his eyes wide the moment he saw him; he didn't seem to expect Schiller to walk in directly.

But Schiller also hesitated for a moment, because as soon as he walked in, some thoughts began to collide in his head. He said somewhat involuntarily: "You two swapped brains? The brain staying in your broken body is Joker, and the brain in the water tank now is Batman?"

Batman's expression and the data on the panel connected to the brain in the water tank both paused for a moment.

"No wonder Azrael opened a hole in your head," Schiller said. "He put Joker's brain into Batman's body, and took Batman's brain out and put it in the water tank. Why did he do this? Let me guess..."

"Wait a minute, stop guessing." Schiller interrupted himself. While Batman was still panicked by this sudden turn of events, he punched Batman in the cheekbone.

Bang!

Batman's head flew out directly, along with half a section of black spine. Tone's body also fell down. Schiller withdrew his hand and shook his fist, not because of pain, but because he deliberately held back to avoid killing the other party, which caused some muscle soreness.

He turned his head to look at the brain in the water tank again, looked at the panel displaying data above, and said: "Azrael wouldn't do any brain swapping for no reason, let alone swap Batman's brain. That is the most precious part of Batman. Even if Batman's brain had to be removed, there was no need to put Joker's brain into Batman's body. Why did he do this?"

"Azrael's feelings for Batman are very complex. It's not just hatred between them. To be precise, compared to hatred, Azrael Paul is more like wanting to get Batman's approval. And defeating and imprisoning him is the best way to prove his ability."

"Things are still normal up to this point. But I don't think Azrael Paul would do experiments on Batman, because he has already fulfilled his wish—proving that he is no worse than Batman. In this relationship between him and Batman, he shouldn't have any other requests. Then the experiments he conducted should be instructed by someone else."

"This is very reasonable. Because Azrael himself is not a scientist. Even an ordinary scientist couldn't have such miraculous technology. This technology was taught to him by someone else. I guess this person is Lady Shiva. Only the League of Assassins has such ambition and such technology."

"For some reason, Azrael cooperated with them. But he actually didn't want to cooperate with them. He might torture Batman day after day in the process of imprisoning him and want him to approve of himself. But he wouldn't turn Batman into some kind of human weapon. He would feel that this is an insult to Batman and an insult to his own victory."

"But for some reason, he didn't resist, but agreed to cooperate with the League of Assassins and conducted various experiments on Batman. But in fact, he was very worried that these painful experiments would torture Batman to madness. Then Batman would never be able to approve of him. So he thought of a way, which was to swap Batman's brain."

"All human experiences of pain come from the brain. As long as the brain is swapped, Batman will not feel pain. So before the experiment started, he put Joker's brain into Batman's body, and put the real Batman's brain here."

"Batman's peculiar immortality ability is not because of injecting Joker's blood, but because he possesses Joker's brain—the organ with the highest concentration of Joker virus in Joker's body. That's why his head is indestructible, and even if it's smashed to pieces, it can recover."

"I'm just very curious, what kind of conditions did the League of Assassins offer to make Azrael prefer to secretly swap the brain rather than refuse head-on? Or is this not a deal, but a thorough threat?"

"I think none of the visitors from other worlds you have seen have ever been here. The Batman they saved is actually Joker. The real Batman is this brain installed in the water tank."

"You are wrong," a line of text suddenly appeared on the panel above the brain. Schiller looked up, and the characters were still gradually appearing.

"A Batman wearing metal armor came here. He put my brain back into my body. But he still failed."

"Of course he will fail," Schiller said. "Your body has already been injected with solution containing Joker genes. Joker virus will contaminate your brain. He should have missed key information during the investigation."

Schiller meant that Arkham Batman might not have gone to the archive under the cathedral to find the experimental log. He didn't know that the last experiment Azrael Paul did was to inject Joker genes into Batman's body.

Without knowing this, he might have just swapped the two people's brains back. But Batman's brain, which was put back into his own body, was contaminated by the body that already had Joker genes. The one saved in the end was still Joker, not Batman.

"He knew," the text on the screen overturned Schiller's speculation again. "He just had no choice."

"No choice?" Schiller suddenly sneered and said, "I've only ever let others have no choice..."

Then he suddenly froze, covered his forehead, lowered his voice and said: "Can you two stop?"

After finishing, he didn't speak anymore, but walked over to pick up Batman's head. Batman obviously still wanted to say something, but Schiller had already started to smash his back of the head with his pistol.

Bang! Bang! Bang!

Schiller's strength was indeed much greater; he only smashed it three times before breaking it open. Brain matter flowed out, and the white brain was visible to the naked eye. Schiller reached into the skull, wanting to take the brain out.

No matter how powerful Joker's healing ability is, if the brain and body are separated, it should be impossible to grow a complete head. There happened to be a water tank nearby that could hold the brain; isn't that just right?

Schiller's movements were very rough, and the brain was not very complete after being taken out. But he didn't care much, and threw it directly into the water tank next to it. Although the brain originally in the tank was unlikely to have any expression, Schiller, who had his hallucinatory vision on, still saw terrified emotions on the original brain.

"Sorry, I'm in a hurry," Schiller said to him.

He was indeed in a hurry. Because if the brain originally in the water tank was Batman, it would be difficult to save him.

Batman's original body had already been contaminated by Joker's genes and definitely couldn't be used. To save Batman's body, he had to find a new body. At present, the body that could be used was Azrael Paul's corpse.

Azrael Paul hadn't been dead for long, the corpse hadn't started to rot, and it should still be usable. But putting the brain back and making Batman come alive again was completely Schiller's knowledge blind spot.

He knew that just putting it back hard wouldn't work; there must be a "suture" that exceeded common sense—that kind of technology level far beyond people's imagination, to have the possibility of achieving resurrection. After thinking about it, it was probably only the nano-gear.

In other words, Schiller had to take the real Batman's brain, first return to the underground of the cathedral, take away the nano-gear on Lady Shiva, then go to the municipal building, open the skull of Paul's corpse, put Batman's brain in, and then let Batman control the nano-gear to repair his body, only then would it be possible to save Batman.