mtl008 Chapter 2943 Leisure Time (3)
Chapter 2943 Leisure Time (3)
Chapter 2943 Leisure Time (Thirteen)
Tim was confused by Schiller's contradictory statements. Just as he was about to ask more questions, Schiller had already stood up and went to light the fireplace.
So he had to look at Pamela, but some guesses were not convenient to say now, so they left the table one after another, and Tim went to the kitchen to see if there were any ingredients.
Pamela went upstairs to tidy up the room.
It was obvious that someone had lived in this house recently, and the other person had good living habits and kept the house in good order. Many things were replaced first, and there was also instant food in the cupboard.
It was evening again. Tim cooked some pasta. As soon as the meal was ready, Schiller came back with firewood. The fireplace was lit, and the damp cold near the sea disappeared. The fire made people feel a little dry.
After the meal, his blood sugar rose and the room was a little hot. Even drinking a lot of water didn't work, so Tim suggested taking a walk on the beach nearby. But he was just an ordinary person after all, and it wasn't safe here. Pamela was worried that something might happen to him, so she put on her coat and went with him.
Tim did walk down the hill at first, but when he reached the edge of the beach, he turned around and went back.
"You're not trying to eavesdrop, are you?" Pamela asked. "You won't succeed. Schiller has gray fog..."
"He doesn't have it now." Tim said in a low voice as he walked forward, "I'm sure he doesn't have the symbiote now."
"How are you sure?"
"This guy doesn't look like a professor. He's looking for efficiency. If he had a symbiote, he wouldn't take a less efficient approach unless that was the only way he could do it."
"Even so, what are you going to listen to?"
"Don't you think it's strange?" Tim said, "The area around this house has obviously been cleaned up, and it wasn't just recently. A conservative estimate is more than a month ago."
"So he had prepared for this? But that's not surprising." Pamela looked at Tim in front of her and said, "It's impossible that he suddenly had the idea of buying a farm these two days. It's normal for him to prepare in advance."
"But since he has already rented the house in front, how could he clean this house in advance?"
"Be prepared. Don't you know Batman?"
"This is completely different. What is his motivation for making multiple preparations? Did he expect that he would be harassed by fans? Then what he should prepare for is not to clean one more house, but how to avoid being harassed by fans."
"You mean he deliberately let the fans go?"
"Not really. You can tell he's unhappy." Tim looked up at the light blue house on the hillside and said, "I guess he could have found a better excuse to move here, but that wouldn't have completely stopped him from being harassed by fans, so he played along. He still hates this kind of unrestrained harassment, but for the sake of his plan, he can tolerate it."
"That sounds like the exact opposite of what the professor is saying."
"It's essentially the same," Tim said, "It's just that the time when those who displease him get into trouble is different. The professor takes revenge on the spot, but he..."
"Do you think he will settle scores with his fans later?"
"Fans are not the point." Tim was a little helpless. Pamela was not a good detective, so he had to make his words clear. He continued, "No matter which Schiller, they all love those who truly love them and treat them well. Even if they appear indifferent and never respond, they will remember them."
"That's what makes him so fatal. He's a psychopath who loves, which makes all his madness more of a dynamic fuse, which is more irresistible than any evil act that comes from malice and indifference."
"So even if his fans' outrageous behavior bothers him, as long as it comes from the fans' true feelings, he can forgive them."
"I think I understand a little bit." Pamela said: "What he really hates are those who take advantage of his fans."
"That's right." Tim nodded and said, "He has a lot of fans. If a fan group has a certain influence, they will definitely be won over. If they can't win over, they will try to win them over. If they can't win them over, they will try to rob them. Just like you said, party struggles are nothing more than this."
"If you want to seize a certain group of people, you can just use those methods. First, you can win over those who are not determined, those who are short of money, by luring them with benefits, those who are short of love, by promising them attention. After you win over these people, you can use them to insert your own people."
"Then the two sides use extreme views that are obviously contrary to common sense to screen out those who are easy to manipulate in the group, and then gradually kick out normal people, thus forming the most basic extreme group."
"That being said, Schiller doesn't actually need fans." Pamela also analyzed rationally, "So it doesn't matter to him who his fans are. Do you mean that if his fans become extreme groups, will it be detrimental to his reputation?"
"Of course, but that's not the point. Don't you forget what Schiller's occupation is in this universe?"
"What is it? A psychiatrist?"
"Yes, his life's pursuit is to restore people's mental health, but do you think that the above operations I mentioned can make people mentally healthier at all?"
Pamela shook her head and Tim continued.
"It's better to say that this is mass production of mental illness. In this kind of group hypnosis environment, not many ordinary people can remain rational. Their minds will be gradually distorted, their concepts will be changed, and they themselves will not even realize it."
"This is very evil from the perspective of a psychiatrist who pursues professionalism. Even without talking about the moral issues, do you think this is a provocation to his professional level?"
"I think I can relate." Pamela sighed helplessly and said, "When plant conservationists blocked my door, I felt angry."
"It is true that I am not an ordinary person, and their actions are unlikely to really endanger my safety. Rather than being angry, I am more sad and indignant. I can feel that many of them really want to protect plants, but they don't have professional knowledge and strong willpower, and they don't know that they are being used as a tool."
"When I'm angry at them, I'm not angry at any one of them as an individual, but more of a sadness that they were taken advantage of and anger directed at the people who took advantage of them."
"That's the main reason why Schiller didn't get angry at those who disturbed him," Tim said. "He's a good psychiatrist, he must be able to tell the difference."
"Those reporters who were chasing him might have wanted the attention, but they were also really curious about him. The landlord didn't really hate us. He just sincerely felt that if fans came, his house would be damaged. It was just a self-protection instinct. The people who were instructed to pretend to break down might really be his fans. They just wanted to take a photo with him and didn't know what impact a photo could have."
"They are just ordinary people. If they can easily distinguish between the evil and good in this world at all times and foresee the consequences of their actions, then they should be the Batman."
"It's meaningless to get angry at these ordinary people. It will hurt them. The journalists will feel that they are being scolded for not doing their job well. The good reviews accumulated by the landlords will be ruined. The excited young fans will feel like they have been poured a bucket of cold water. They will all feel disappointed and sad."
"And those high-ranking figures enjoy the benefits brought by their mutual harm, easily stir up conflicts, and reap the benefits. On the other hand, they say that these people are uneducated, have poor emotional self-control, or should go to a psychiatrist to have their brains checked out."
"Because Schiller is professional enough, he can control his emotions well. Even if he is unhappy, he still handles these things rationally."
"Not if it's the professor," Pamela said. "Maybe he knows what's going on, but he doesn't think these people are completely innocent."
"They are not innocent. Most of them succumb to their own inner desires. But perhaps the doctor knows better than the professor that life will always teach such people a lesson at some point, without him having to do it himself."
"It seems like you agree more with the doctor."
"It's just because we are all busy." Tim smiled and said, "Believe it or not, if it were a current professor, he wouldn't be angry with these people, because he doesn't have time to do these things that reduce efficiency."
“So it just depends on efficiency?”
"That's about right." Tim said, "The professor will expose them in public and teach them a lesson because he has a lot of free time most of the time and can get along with everyone who offends him. If it were me, I really wouldn't have the time."
"People who believe everything they hear, can be bought by the slightest benefit, cannot judge people, and do things without considering the consequences will eventually learn a lesson. Since it is only a matter of time, I will not waste my time on them."
"That sounds a lot like you."
Tim said with a wry smile, "You should say very much like Batman, then why do I look more and more like Batman as I grow older?"
Pamela understood and said, "Earth always needs a Batman. If Bruce doesn't want to be one, you have to do it reluctantly."
As they were talking, the two of them had already come to the base of the wall of the house. They certainly didn't dare to eavesdrop openly near the large window next to the living room, so they went around to the back of the house and squatted under the wall of the kitchen window.
"Since you guessed that Schiller wanted to teach those instigators a lesson, then just wait. Are you the kind of person who likes to have the movie spoiled before watching it?" Pamela asked.
Tim, who was squatting under the window and picking at the wall, said, "The result is one thing, and the process is another. What do you think the professor would do?"
"He will definitely bring bad luck to those people."
"Yes, that's the problem. We know that if it's the professor, that group of people will be in big trouble, and then life will return to normal. He won't gain anything from it."
"You mean, the doctor will?"
"I'm afraid it's more than 'yes'." Tim's eyes were still twinkling as he said, "He will definitely get a lot out of it."
Pamela saw the young man, who was squatting lower than her, licking his lips. This was an expression of undisguised indulgence of desire. It could not be said to be evil, but it was something that his two brothers did not have and would never think about.
Ambition? Desire? Or just pure debauchery? Pamela didn't know if these words could describe what Tim was thinking at the moment. She just had a sudden association.
Dick is becoming an inclusive ocean, Jason is growing into a towering mountain, and Tim Drake, while staring into the abyss, also wants to become the abyss.