Chapter 4509

Brand shook his head helplessly and said: "I don't deny the precision of your psychoanalysis and the ability of mental manipulation. He might also be because he didn't want to cause trouble for himself, so he walked around you. But you taking the initiative to contact him is not necessarily the case."

Schiller didn't answer, clearly not agreeing. Brand stared at him and said: "Do you have any judgments based on something other than facts?"

Schiller's hand paused, and then said: "What if he can only resurrect the dead?"

"What do you mean?"

"All his minions can only be living corpses. That is to say, this person must die first before they can be resurrected by death power, and then be controlled by him. He cannot directly turn living people into minions."

"What kind of ghost ability is this?" Jonathan said, "You mean he can't kill living people, he can only resurrect the dead, and then let the dead who have come back to life kill living people, turn living people into dead people, and then resurrect the dead."

Schiller nodded and said: "That's right. Currently, there is no evidence to show that any one person died directly from the attack of death power; all victims were killed by living corpses."

"No wonder you are so bold," Brand said, "You think death power can't kill you in the mental world. But what about Novi?"

Brand leaned forward again and said: "I must remind you. Someone who can force the body to move by resurrecting the brain and using willpower must have very tenacious willpower. Her memory has been tampered with, seeing you as an irreconcilable enemy. Once she sees you, she will inevitably attack you. That is her home field."

"If it weren't like this, I wouldn't have called you here," Schiller remained very calm, "The problem I need to solve is how I can successfully find the real memory under the interference of death power and her pursuit."

"I still think my plan is better," Jonathan crossed his legs, "Let death power roll out of the mental field first, and you can focus on dealing with that little guy."

"But if you don't control the dosage well, leading to her mind being too excited, Novi's attack power will also become very strong," Schiller said.

"I don't control the dosage well?!!" Jonathan jumped up, roared at Schiller, "You actually dare to question my professional level?! How little fear toxin have you used?!"

"So you know," Victor said with some surprise.

"I manufactured the murder case itself to iterate the formula of fear toxin, whoever tests it is testing it," Jonathan sat back in the chair, crossed his arms, and said angrily, "You should worry more about this cold brain not controlling the temperature well..."

"Jonathan Crane! Do you want to be beaten?!!" Victor raised his gun again, "That is the technology I developed for Nora, if I don't control the temperature well, would I dare to freeze Nora?!"

"Can you two be quiet for a while?" Schiller said, "I also think this plan is good. But controlling the dosage and temperature is the key, you two align the data yourselves."

"Then, Brand..." Schiller turned to look at Brand, "Give up brain science. Let us enter the truly professional field."

"Fine, you say." Brand turned off the projection screen.

"You think where the key point is... don't tell me you don't know. A liar knows a person's psychological weaknesses better than anyone else."

Brand touched his chin and said: "If you must have me say it, I will tell you that the experience in Wei En Manor is the key. You think, how does Novi view all this?"

Schiller frowned slightly. He wasn't a participant, and didn't know the details of all this. The real situation is probably only known to Bruce. However, Bruce's psychoanalysis is a pile of dog shit, he definitely doesn't know what Novi was thinking at the time.

"Then let's reverse it from the result," Brand clearly also understood Schiller's difficulty, he said, "Bruce has always felt guilty about this, does it prove that Novi resented her. At least before she died, there were similar words or expressions."

Schiller pursed his lips and said: "Bruce is a person who is very good at feeling guilty, even now. That's because his baseline for guilt isn't what others show, but what he did himself. Once he feels he is wrong, then even if others show they don't mind, he will still feel guilty."

"Oh, good at reflection, and very self-centered," Brand shook his head and said, "In that case, the situation is very troublesome. You almost have no way to get any useful information from him."

"I don't tend to ask him either," Schiller said, "His description will definitely carry a lot of subjective tendencies. I can guess what he will say. Nothing more than that the little girl is very pitiful, he is simply very wrong. Perhaps Batman is calm and restrained in many times, but it doesn't change his emotional personality background."

Brand sighed and said: "Fine, let's try to find a path that seems to be passable among multiple dead ends. Is Stockholm Syndrome possible?"

"You know I can't break through such moral bottom lines," Schiller said.

Brand rubbed his forehead and said: "Is there any possibility of finding a younger personality trait? New Jersey supports the Romeo and Juliet Act."

"Why, hasn't the Black Pharaoh seen my childhood traits in the high tower? That won't be Romeo and Juliet, it will only be Alien vs. Predator."

Brand wiped his face and said: "Collapse therapy? Anyway, she isn't a real child, it doesn't matter if you hit her harder, right?"

"I don't have experience in this area," Schiller said truthfully, "And I'm not really going to abuse children, I've never used collapse therapy to treat any child. How do I know where the restart point is?"

"Oh, that's true," Brand said, "This is indeed very hard to grasp. In this situation, if the reason really collapses, it will lead to brain death."

"Then there is only one way left," Brand straightened up and said, "Exhaustion method. Let's guess where the key point is."

"She wants to live," Schiller said, "Her desire to survive must be very strong. Otherwise, the situation where she relied on willpower to manipulate a body that couldn't wake up wouldn't have appeared."

"This is of course. But the problem is, what is the motivation that makes her want to live? Is death too painful? Or does she have any other goals?"

"I think it should be the latter," Schiller said, "But it's very hard for us to guess why she wants to live. It's even possible that it's just eating something, or doing some small thing we can't guess. For her, that might be the biggest motivation to live."

"Does she have any good friends?"

"It's impossible to investigate anymore, but I estimate there are none. That is not an environment where people can watch and help each other. Everyone is as numb as a walking corpse."

"In this way, living for some small goal is also unlikely. Their cognition is too shallow. Not only have they not received education, they don't even know the most basic common sense, and their thinking has been completely trapped in the place where they were abused."

"It's not entirely like this, she was brought back to Wei En Manor, and still saw some things in the outside world."

"What in Wei En Manor could move her?"

Schiller shook his head and said: "Standing from our perspective, it's really hard to imagine. After all, we are not children who have been abused like this..."

"Aren't you?" Brand said with surprise, "I have heard quite a few things from the Black Pharaoh..."

"You mean my childhood?"

As soon as Schiller finished speaking, Jonathan and Victor, who were studying data on the side, pricked up their ears. From the eyeballs of Jonathan turning around, it wasn't hard to see that he had already made up hundreds of thousands of words of tragic experiences.

"At that time, what controlled the body was the current pathology."

"Which one?"

"There is no one, at that time they were a whole. The high tower appeared after that."

"Alright, you don't need to say it," Brand stopped him, "If it goes on like this, I will empathize with the abused researcher."

"You might think that because they were bad to me, I had to take revenge. But in reality, whether they were good to me or not, I was like that. I am a mental patient, this isn't something I can control."

"Then what about later?" Brand asked with some curiosity, "Later actions should be called revenge, right?"

"Can't say it isn't," Schiller thought for a while and said, "But more of it was after getting away from the doctor, finally being able to let myself go."

Brand appeared a bit speechless. He just opened his mouth, and Schiller interrupted him: "Don't think about going to complain to the doctor, I know you contacted him. In fact, that is beneficial to my mental state, otherwise I might not have been able to adapt to life in Gotham so quickly."

"Let's talk about business," Brand emphasized, "And you can't empathize with Novi?"

"You know that psychoanalysis and empathy are different, I can't be counted as an empathizer."

"Then go find one," Brand said.

Schiller frowned slightly again. He said: "I have a student, she is a very talented empathizer. But I can't let her empathize with Novi, because she is very likely to feel the part compiled by Hugo. This will cause her very serious psychological harm."

"Despicable is the pass of the despicable, noble is the epitaph of the noble," Brand could only make this evaluation. Schiller doesn't necessarily have morality, but he has teacher ethics. This will limit him from doing certain things, so that he is tied up.

"I'll ask Jenna," Schiller said, "It doesn't have to be empathizing with Novi. Perhaps others will do too."

Ten minutes later, Jenna appeared in the classroom. When she walked in and saw these people in the room, she stiffened suddenly.

"Come in, miss. There are no corpses here."

Jenna still moved in hesitantly: "Of course I know you aren't living corpses, but, I'm afraid whether a corpse will appear abruptly later is still in doubt."

"We are just conducting some normal academic exploration. Alright, miss, tell me, what did you see in Jason."

"Jason? Jason Todd?"

"Yes. Especially the part of his childhood."

Jenna frowned deeply. She appeared somewhat nervous. Schiller could only soothe: "This isn't a thesis report, in reality, I need your help, lady. We have such a plan..."

Schiller simply told Jenna what they were going to do. Jenna's face changed visibly. The words of obstruction hadn't come out yet, seeing Schiller's firm eyes, they retreated again.

"Fine, let me think carefully," Jenna said, "This is more important than a thesis report. I must be as precise as possible."