The days of being a spiritual mentor in Meiman

Gordon stared at Bruce. After a while, he patted Bruce on the shoulder and said, Okay, I admit, what I said to you before was a bit extreme. I know you are a good person, try your best. You should not be wanted for helping others.

Stop it, Bruce, this is a matter of life and death. Just a few days after the Angelica Troupe came to Gotham, the troupe's most famous heroine was killed. She had many fans. We have to give an explanation to public opinion.

Besides... Gordon sighed and said, Vicky's reputation in the industry is quite good. Everyone says that she is a beautiful and gentle talented actor. If she gives up her drama career and goes to Hollywood, she will definitely achieve success. A very high achievement.”

We can't just sit back and watch such an innocent life being killed. Bruce, you should be able to analyze some clues, right?

I... Bruce's arms were shaking a little. He didn't feel the restraint brought by the solid arm armor, nor the resistance brought by the wind blowing through the cloak. There was no mask on his face. There are no weapons at the waist, and more importantly, no one here is expecting Batman to show up.

He's not Batman anymore.

Many tiny clues were swirling in his mind, but they could not be connected into a complete logic. There was something hindering his thinking. Bruce looked carefully and found that it was a memory belonging to Bruce Wayne.

A life of debauchery, absurd chaos, and accomplishing nothing, this is Bruce Wayne, a hopeless fool and bad person. Ten years ago, he couldn't save his parents, and today, he can't save anyone.

Seeing that Bruce didn't respond, Gordon stamped his feet and said, Please, besides counting on you, I really don't know who else to count on... Oh, God, I really don't want to go find him!

Seeing Bruce in that dazed state, Gordon pursed his lips helplessly. After a while, he called a police officer and said to him: Call and ask the professor to come over. , you know who I’m talking about.”

In Schiller's manor, Schiller was having dinner with Elsa.

He pointed at the remaining broccoli on the plate with his fork. Elsa shook her head vigorously. Schiller pointed again. Elsa made a sad expression, but she still picked up the broccoli with her fork and sent it in. In the mouth.

At this moment, Merkel came over and said: The call from the Gotham Police Department, a murder occurred, Chief Gordon hopes you can come over.

Schiller stood up and left. Elsa turned her eyes in his direction. When she saw that he turned his back, she immediately spat out the broccoli in her mouth.

Schiller walked to the phone and asked Merkel: What's going on? Where is another murder?

It's not clear yet, but I heard that the background sound on the phone was quite noisy. Maybe it was in a place with a lot of people?

Schiller frowned, picked up the phone receiver that was put aside, and said: ...What did you say? Gotham Grand Theater? The heroine of the Angelica Troupe?...Bruce is here too?... Who else? Okay, I get it...

After hanging up the phone, Schiller said to Merkel: Keep an eye on Elsa and let her finish her vegetables. Maybe I won't come back all night today.

After saying that, he took his umbrella and left the manor.

When we arrived at the Gotham Theater, it was already raining heavily. The old theater was washed away by the rain and looked even more mottled with time.

Schiller walked into the lobby of the theater, and the receptionist at the front desk came over and helped him put away his umbrella. Seeing that Schiller insisted on holding the umbrella in, the receptionist had to help him clean the umbrella.

When they arrived on the third floor, the cordon was already in place. Gordon walked up, hugged Schiller, and said, I'm really sorry that I invite you here so late every time, but I don't know why. Now, murders only happen after dinner.

The reasoning always happens after dinner. Schiller shook his head and said: But maybe this will be the saddest murder case for me, because I was still looking forward to their drama.

At this time, the boss of the theater company came up and shook hands with Schiller. After hearing what Schiller said, he explained: No, Macbeth will be performed as usual. Vicky will not participate in the performance of Macbeth. This film There is no role suitable for him in the play. The heroine is older and will be played by another more mature actress.

Schiller frowned, looked at him and asked, Has this been arranged a long time ago? Or was it a temporary change made because of Miss Vicky's unfortunate death?

It has been arranged a long time ago. The theater owner replied: In the dozens of Macbeth performances we have performed, Miss Vicky has not played the heroine.

Schiller nodded, looked at Gordon and asked, Where's Bruce? Didn't you say that someone identified him as the first person to discover the body at the scene?

Gordon led Schiller forward and said, I was just about to tell you this. His mental state is not right. You should go and see him...

Pushing open the door of a room, Bruce was sitting inside, his expression returned to normal and no longer so dull, but Schiller could still see that his mental state was not good.

After Gordon opened the door for Schiller, he walked out. Before closing the door, he said: My colleagues and I are going to interrogate a few other people first. You have a lot of time and can do some psychological treatment. .”

After the door closed, Schiller sat next to Bruce. Bruce glanced at him and said, Professor, do you want to treat me?

No, I just want to say that if you feel that you are not in a good state now, then go back and rest, and I will handle this case.

Bruce was stunned for a moment. He turned to stare at Schiller and saw that Schiller was writing medical records. He pursed his lips and said, That night... I must have said something that night. No matter what it was, it was just Some drunken talk...

Schiller lowered his head to write and said: I don't remember what you said.

After saying that, he put down his pen and looked at Bruce and said, Your face looks very bad. You'd better go back and rest.

Schiller looked Bruce up and down and said, I know there must be some emotions that prompted you to do such a thing, but if you really feel sad, you can take a few days off and everything will be fine. of.

After saying that, Schiller stood up and left the room. Bruce sat there, a little in disbelief.

Bruce knows very well that Schiller is a person who doesn't like making noise, and he has very strict requirements for his students. If any student in the class gets drunk, drives a car and bombs the street in the middle of the night, and is caught by him, then he must There will be very horrific consequences.

But now, Schiller just advised him to go back and rest, and even suggested that he take a few days off, which is almost unimaginable.

Why is this happening? Bruce doesn't understand.

Batman has been ruined, and Bruce has not done better, he has not made any progress, he has not become more perfect, and he even just made a lot of mess, but this professor, who has always been known for his strictness, is not embarrassed. he.

Schiller didn't come up with a lot of questions that Batman couldn't answer to disrupt his mind like he did before. He didn't press him step by step and ask for his grades. He didn't even ask him to give Elsa to him without making an appointment. Throw it away to express dissatisfaction.

Moreover, knowing that he was the first witness to the case, Schiller even directly ruled him out as a suspect. This made Bruce, who was already prepared to make a statement, punch the air.

Bruce sat on the chair and thought, but at this time, Gordon opened the door and came in. He said, I got a call from Wayne Manor. Someone is looking for you. She said her name is Selina.

Bruce looked up at Gordon, who spread his hands and said, I'm not worried about you absconding, so you can go back now, as long as you come back before you are interrogated.

She...didn't she say what she was going to do? Bruce asked.

Gordon shook his head, but Bruce still walked out of the room. Gordon sent a police officer to take him back to Wayne Manor.

As soon as he entered Wayne Manor, he saw Selina's figure, and next to Selina, Dick was standing.

Selina saw Bruce coming back. He walked up quickly and said in a face-to-face manner: Bruce, what are you thinking about? Why did you throw Dick to school alone? Don't you even remember him after school?

Bruce didn't react, but Selina crossed her arms and continued to scold: At noon today, about three o'clock in the afternoon, I suddenly received a call from Dick's school.

His teacher said that he called back to his home, but no one answered. Thank you for remembering to leave my contact information. Otherwise, Dick would have to wait at school all night today.

Bruce remembered that Alfred went to the hospital and he sat in front of the hospital all afternoon. It may have been at this time that Dick called back to Wayne Manor, but no one answered.

At this time, Dick stepped forward, looked up at Bruce and said, Mr. Wayne, what's wrong with you? Also, where did Alfred go?

Bruce looked down at him and said, Why do you suddenly want to come back?

Because you can go home on Wednesday. Dick replied, Well... isn't it the right time for me to come back?

You... Bruce paused and asked him, Aren't you angry anymore?

Angry, why are you angry? Dick looked at Bruce in a daze, and suddenly, as if he remembered something, he said: Oh, this is what I should be asking you, Mr. Wayne, aren't you angry? I didn't mean to ask that, I knew you were upset at the time, I shouldn't... um...

Bruce bent down, held Dick's shoulders and asked him: Then why did you hide in school and refuse to come back?

I didn't hide in school because I was afraid of making you angry. I originally planned to stay in school for one night, but then the teacher said that if I don't go back on Monday, I won't be able to go back on Tuesday. I have to stay on campus for at least two days.

Dick shrugged and said, So I stayed for two days and then came back.

Selina stepped forward, patted Bruce on the shoulder and said, I know you are worried about the things in the newspaper and feel a lot of pressure, but actually it's nothing. You don't have to care about what others think.

What about Aisha? Aisha may still be there...

Wow wow wow wow!!!

A shout sounded outside the door of Wayne Manor, and a small black figure rushed in and bumped into Bruce's arms.

Merkel followed closely and said while breathing heavily: Oh, sorry! Mr. Wayne, I really can't catch Elsa, he ran here from Rodriguez Manor!!!

Wow wow wow wow!! Elsa kept yelling, Bruce looked at Dick, and Dick translated: She said she missed you, and... broccoli tastes really bad?

Bruce returned his gaze to Aisha and asked, ...Aren't you angry anymore?

Elsa was stunned for a moment, and then showed a puzzled expression. Dick spread his hands and said to Bruce: Sir, no matter what you are referring to, I think Elsa may have forgotten it a long time ago. Her memory is really bad. Difference.

Bruce slowly put Aisha down and stood in the center of the manor. He felt like he was trapped in a vortex.

It all seemed like a dream, but the warning he had laid before did not sound. He was sure that this was reality.

He messed up everything but got away with it.

Gordon didn't doubt him at all, and even asked him to go home first. Schiller changed from his usual harshness and asked him to go and rest quickly. Selina was not angry and helped him bring Dick back. Dick didn't seem to be happy either. It wasn't that she wanted to avoid him, but Elsa had completely forgotten about it.

What seems like a big deal to Batman seems like a small friction that happens every day to them. No one cares about it and no one remembers it.

And when he returned to being the useless Bruce Wayne, he failed to prevent the murder, failed to provide any effective clues, failed to solve the case with sophisticated technical reasoning, and failed to bring the murderer to justice. He could not be saved. anyone……

But everyone seemed to have forgiven him.

When Merkel lit the fireplace, standing in the firelight in the middle of the hall, Bruce realized for the first time.

No one cares if he is perfect but himself.

Rather than saying that the world does not love God, it is better to say that Batman believes that ordinary people who live absurd and frivolous lives do not care about God at all.

Bruce realized that when he returned to the life of the Bruce Wayne he always hated, no one was disappointed.

No one was disappointed at the loss of the perfect Batman.

So, what exactly is he disappointed about?

Bruce felt that when the lights in the hall came back on and the fire in the fireplace burned brightly again, he was surrounded by warmth again.

A string that had been very tight and was constantly being plucked like a reminder suddenly became loose.

Schiller: Today, we're going to make a home-cooked dish, slow-roasted bats.