The Death Knell

In the psychiatric department, she met a depressed patient who came for consultation. Of course, it was Nightmare who was pretending to be a patient. Hallie just pretended not to know about it and looked businesslike and professional.

In fact, she had roughly guessed that the hospital itself was a huge nightmare, and other nightmares in its body played different roles to dig holes and lay traps for herself.

But so what? Of course, the more people play the game, the more interesting it becomes.

"You said you were depressed, do you have a medical record?" Harley asked the patient to lie down on a chair, the kind found in every psychiatrist's office, the kind of couch where people can lie down, relax and have a conversation.

"Yes, doctor, take a look." The fake patient handed over a notebook with a neatly drawn pattern of a bat on it.

Seeing this scene, Harley almost laughed out loud.

Yes, the person Nightmare pretended to be this time was Batman, Bruce Wayne to be exact, but it was so funny when he took out the Bat Notebook. Didn't this reveal his secret identity?

Although everyone among the well-known villains in Gotham knows Batman's true identity, it is everyone's default rule not to cause trouble when playing the game.

Batman knows they know his identity, but there's no way he can reveal his identity publicly, that's how it works.

Is this nightmare planning to laugh her to death? The female doctor bit the stem of a ballpoint pen in her mouth, smiling and thinking:

If so, then this trap is somewhat interesting. Batman is a serious person, unsmiling and without a sense of humor. If his image in the dream shows a strong contrast, it can arouse his curiosity.

Then when I start chatting according to the work process of a traditional psychologist, if the other party comes out with a big baggage, it will definitely cause me to have mood swings.

Well, it seems that the nightmare wants to make itself have various emotions.

In just a few seconds, she understood the ins and outs of the matter. She also learned a lot from Little Bee. At least she felt that her mind was much more organized now.

"Okay, you don't need to tell me, I'll give you a prescription." Knowing what the other party planned to do, the woman decided to go against the nightmare. She skipped the 'talk therapy' step and directly gave the prescription: "You take it. For this list, go to the rooftop of the hospital building and jump directly down, and your depression will be cured."

The fake Bruce Wayne looked down and saw a simple word written on the prescription - euthanasia.

"No, Harley, don't joke. I'm here to treat the patient, not to make you laugh." Bruce put down the receipt, looked at the doctor seriously, and called her by name.

Little Tangdou smiled secretly in his heart, wouldn't he pretend to be a stranger now? This is to facilitate the crime by relying on the identity of an acquaintance.

But it doesn't matter. If it's the real Batman, she may not be able to do anything about it, but if a fake dares to chat with her, then there's no telling who will trick who.

"Oh, it's you, Bruce, I really didn't recognize it just now." She took back the prescription form and showed a warm smile: "Why are you not in Gotham, but here instead?"

"This is Gotham, look outside." Bruce pointed to the window behind the doctor.

Jelly Bean turned his head slightly and saw that yes, the sunny coastal scenery outside the window just now had turned into a familiar rainy alley, and the light spots of bat lanterns on the dark clouds could still be seen in the sky.

She was a little unhappy. She just asked and she switched from a top medical institution to a community clinic, right? The nightmares still dare to fight for control of their dreams?

"Okay, it seems that I remembered it wrong. These are all small things. I don't agree with you saying that you have depression." The female doctor immediately launched a counterattack, of course, through language.

If the other party wants to influence her mind, then she must influence the other party in turn and let the enemy see what a top psychology expert is.

"Let's talk first, Harley, don't rush to a conclusion." The fake Bruce said and was about to lie down on the sofa, looking like he was going to open his heart.

"No, I know everything about you. We are old acquaintances." She stopped the other party and stretched out her hand to hold the delicate gold-rimmed glasses on the bridge of her nose. Although the nightmare didn't know when these glasses appeared. : "What you have is not depression, but delusion. Please believe in my professional ability."

"Huh?" Because the woman didn't fall into the trap according to the script, the sleepless knight was a little dazed, but he quickly came up with an idea: "Why do you say that? Come sit down and let's talk."

"You, you still doubt my diagnosis, come on, look at this water glass." She reached out and took out a water glass from somewhere, put it on the desk and rotated it quickly, causing a vortex to appear on the water.

Then, while the other party was looking at the whirlpool, he lightly flicked the cup with his fingernails, making a crisp sound.

Just now, he was still thinking about trying to trick her into a nightmare, but now his eyes became distracted, and he was in a hypnotic state.

For psychiatrists, hypnosis is just a basic skill, and the difference lies in the degree to which each person is good at it.

And Harley is the best psychology expert and has studied in Arkham for many years. Now, it is not impossible to hypnotize a nightmare in her dream.

Mainly because the other party gave him the opportunity, through visual and auditory as well as verbal and action suggestions, and a three-pronged hypnosis method, few people in Gotham in reality would fall for it, and everyone was very vigilant.

"You have delusion, Batman, you are a superhero, but you are sick. You think you are a nightmare, the product of a nightmare, but in fact you are just being used. Now you see me, think about it Learn your true identity."

After hypnosis, she didn't waste any time and began to brainwash Nightmare. Since the other party pretended to be Batman, it meant that he had some psychological recognition of this identity when he appeared on the stage.

At this time, under hypnosis, deepening this impression can achieve twice the result with half the effort.

This is just like many undercover police officers who pretend to be criminals and go undercover in gangs, but in the end they really become villains.

Identity is a big hurdle for people to understand themselves. Failure to understand themselves correctly is a kind of mental illness.

And Harley's purpose is to make this nightmare go crazy. Who told them to turn their luxurious hospital into a small clinic? This is a kind of revenge.

"I'm a superhero." Nightmare was still muttering this in a low voice. Its body was squirming uncontrollably, showing signs of partial melting, but then his eyesight returned to clarity: "You're right, ha. Leigh, I remembered, because I am Batman!"

"he he he he he!"