The days of being a spiritual mentor in Meiman

"This is Dr. Schiller. I will have a minor operation in two days. He is the surgeon, so he will live in Wayne Manor recently. I hope no one will disturb him. You can do it, right?"

Batman stood in the lobby of Wayne Manor and introduced a man to the Robins. While Batman observed Robin's reaction, the Robins were also observing the surgeon named Schiller.

He looked quite old, with gray sideburns on both sides of his meticulously combed hair. He wore a brown plaid three-piece suit, a marlin brooch on his chest, a black box in his hand, and a perfect smile on his face.

"Honestly, he doesn't look like a doctor." Damian whispered, "Are you expecting him to perform surgery on you in this suit, Batman?"

"You'd better be polite, Damian." Batman didn't wear a mask, so his serious expression was more intimidating. He said, "He is a very good surgeon with rich clinical experience. If any of you can achieve such an achievement, I will be very happy."

"You won't." The hooded Red Hood muttered, "The person you trust least is the doctor. I don't know what's wrong with you."

Others also looked at Batman with a little confusion. They really couldn't understand why Batman suddenly brought back a surgeon and announced that this doctor would perform a minor operation for him.

Batman is extremely distrustful of doctors.

If he can cure any disease by himself, he will definitely cure it by himself. If he has to have surgery, he would rather develop a machine to replace manual labor than go to the hospital for any surgery.

For Batman, exposing his back and belly to strangers is an extremely dangerous move. After all, no one knows whether this doctor is the Joker or Clayface in disguise, whether he has been brainwashed, and whether he will pierce Batman into a sieve during the operation.

And most importantly, Batman did not wear a mask in front of him. What does this mean? Don't tell me that the Bat family will have a new member.

Batman still didn't explain anything. The surgeon named Schiller nodded to them and said, "I will probably only stay for about a week to prepare for the operation and observe the recovery. I won't disturb you for too long."

"Don't be so polite, doctor." Barbara nodded first, gave a friendly response, and then said, "Thank you for all your help to the Bat family. I'll take you to the guest room."

Schiller nodded and followed Barbara upstairs. As soon as he went upstairs, a heated discussion broke out downstairs.

"What's wrong with Batman? What kind of operation must be done by someone else, and why haven't I heard of this doctor Schiller before? ? ? " Jason was very confused, but Tim was silent.

Dick just stared at the backs of Batman and Schiller quietly, shook his head, but said nothing.

When everyone went back to the room, Batman appeared in Schiller's room and said, "Are you serious? The Vampire King is hiding in the Bat Family?"

Schiller leaned back in his chair very relaxedly and said, "You can choose not to believe it, but you should at least know that the Doujie system will not call you back to guard the gate for no reason. In addition to the Vampire King, you have more troubles to deal with."

Batman frowned. When he received the communication from the man in front of him, he was very surprised. He originally thought that he was the ordinary one among all Batmen.

Compared with other Batmen in dire straits, except for the recent disappearances in Gotham, there was really nothing special about his Gotham. He thought things would continue like this.

But this doctor named Schiller suddenly sent him a message saying that soon, the Doujie system would ask him to guard the gate because someone chose his universe as a copy.

Batman had long since summed up the rules from the arrangement of the copies. Most of the universes that would be used as copies were about to have some troublesome events.

Since someone chose his universe as a copy, it proved that his universe was about to have troubles. This made Batman have to think of the previous missing cases. There was a lot of evidence that the missing people died after being sucked dry of blood.

Sure enough, not long after, the system sent an email, asking Batman to return to this universe to guard the gate. If there was no trouble in the universe, no one would come, so there was no need to guard the gate. Receiving the email was 100% trouble.

Batman quickly replied to Schiller's email. In the subsequent communication, he learned that the other party had also chosen this copy and locked him through some other Batmen with intelligence. The purpose of communicating in advance was to exchange intelligence.

The two established a preliminary cooperative relationship, and Schiller gave him some information about vampires and the king of vampires.

After discovering the existence of vampires, Batman had already formulated a plan to eliminate the inner ghost, but when he told Schiller about this plan, the other party felt that it might not work.

"To be honest, sun exposure, touching a cross, or drinking holy water might be useful for blood-sucking monsters." Schiller folded his hands in front of him, looked at Batman and said, "But the premise is that they have no wisdom."

"A person who has been completely brainwashed is not afraid to use any means to evade detection. They can think of many more methods than we know. Maybe they know magic? Maybe they have developed some cover What about identity potions? To be more pessimistic, maybe some vampires have completed their evolution and are no longer afraid of these things?"

"Using this kind of thing to test can only get superficial results. If you really want to know who in the Bat Family has been transformed, the best way is to expose your weaknesses to him."

When Schiller's unhurried voice echoed in the room, Batman also fell into thinking.

"Once someone in the Bat Family wants to rebel, you will be a big mountain they can't get around. Anyone who wants to do something behind your back must first find a way to deal with you."

"Then on the other hand, once you reveal a flaw, the person who doesn't want to protect you, but wants to add insult to injury, is the traitor you are looking for." Schiller smiled and said, "That's why I asked you to have an operation. "

"I've never done this, do you think they would believe it?"

"Not only will they believe it, they will also feel that if you had not reached a certain point of frailty, you would never ask an outsider to perform surgery on you. From the traitor's perspective, this is the best time for him to take action. "

Batman's fingers tapped lightly on the back of his other hand. He instinctively licked his lips and said, "Who do you think will be the traitor?"

"I don't know either." Schiller shook his head. He was not lying. Manipulation is not the main personality trait that needs to be on duty, so unlike greed and arrogance, he often flips through the memory bank and knows all kinds of comic plots.

Now that he has a new body, if he wants to watch memories, he needs to stream the tower. He thinks that it lacks some challenges, so he simply doesn't watch it. He only has a rough idea of ​​the existence of vampires, but the specific plot is not Got it.

He crossed one leg over the other, propped his chin on his hand and said, "But during the communication just now, I discovered some clues. Do you want to hear it?"

Batman nodded.

“Have you ever heard of a dessert like tiramisu?” When Schiller mentioned the name, it was as if he was really talking about some food, and he was really good at talking about food.

"I would liken the emotion of worry to coffee wine soaked in finger biscuits. The coffee powder sprinkled on the top layer of the cake will completely cover up the taste of the coffee, but the bitter wine taste is exactly The essence of this dessert.”

"The significance of this metaphor is that no matter how many different emotions are covered by the emotion of worry, doubt, anger, confusion, or even worries in different directions, they cannot completely cover up the real worry. taste."

"There are many raw materials for wine, but the source of worry is always love. This is an emotion that cannot be imitated by monsters."

Schiller sat up straight again, leaned forward, picked up the tea cup and said: "If you shave off all the cream mousse above, you will find out which of your children are still brewing their love. It becomes wine, but it has already dried up and cannot squeeze out any moisture, even if the biscuits are too dry to be eaten. "

"This is the best way to distinguish humans from vampires. The biggest difference between humans and monsters is the inside, not the fear of the sun or the fear of touching the cross."

"The same is true for companions. If you are worried that your friends have also been controlled, then what you need to observe is not who is afraid of the sun, but who is afraid of you, hiding and avoiding you."

"I will call them over." Batman said: "If possible, you'd better not be alone with them. After all, in their eyes, you are the key to the operation. If they can do anything to you, the traitor will not Will refuse."

Schiller didn't refuse or agree, he just showed an inexplicable smile that made Batman's hair stand on end.

After Batman left, there was a knock on the door of Schiller's room soon. Barbara stood outside the door, showed a friendly smile to Schiller and said: "Doctor, I'm sorry to bother you, but can I come in?" ?”

"Of course, miss, please come in."

Schiller gave up his seat in a very gentlemanly manner, and Barbara walked in, but she restrained herself and did not go deeper. Instead, she sat down on a chair in the reception area by the door, pushed her hair and said: "I also dreamed of being a doctor. Because of my father's work, I have been in contact with many doctors, so I think you will definitely be a good doctor."

"Why do you say that?"

"Because you have an aura of confidence that all the good surgeons I know have."

"I'd rather read that as egotistical."

"That's not what I meant at all."

"Of course, I don't mean this as a derogatory term. Sometimes the power of the mind can indeed turn the tide, right?"

"Okay, doctor, I know I can't convince you." Barbara shook her head slightly and said, "Let's stop being polite. I want to know what happened to Batman?"

"He's fine." Schiller handed a cup of tea to Barbara and said, "It's just a minor operation. You don't have to worry too much."

"But he...he's not the kind of person who would go to war over a minor operation."

"Is this not a big fight, or do you think that a minor operation is not worthy of the most professional medical resources?"

Barbara showed an embarrassed expression, she said: "No, I don't mean that, of course he should... but he never..."

"It's not too late to start now." Schiller spoke flawlessly, he sat down at his seat with a teacup and said: "He just finally abandoned his prejudice against doctors and chose to leave professional matters to professionals. This is an improvement, don't you think so?"

"I..."

Don't ask why it's so late, in order to write this copy, I went to eat the shit "DC vs. Vampires" again, ugh!

Some unreasonable settings will be changed, otherwise I can't continue writing.

Happy Mid-Autumn Festival everyone!!!