In The DC World With Marvel Chat Group Chapter 797: Fatal Joke (24)

"The Days of Being a Spiritual Mentor in Meiman"

There was a very famous movie called "Rain Man", which actually showed the daily life of patients with this disease, but in fact, the movie was slightly exaggerated, and there are very few people with this special ability , Many psychiatrists and psychologists never see one in their lifetime.

Bruce also knows a word called "natural killer", which is not a mental illness, but a term related to psychology in criminal history, referring to those who are born without any compassion for the same kind, A class of people who cannot recognize social morality and can derive spiritual pleasure from behaviors that control and hurt others.

Among the countless lessons of blood and tears, criminal behavior scientists have proposed that such people are the most difficult criminals, because they are infinitely close to having no motive for killing.

They don't do it for fame, profit, or even pleasure. Many times, they kill people, just like a person who decides to eat beef tonight, without any special reason, just wanting to eat it.

Their brains have the idea of ​​killing, just like the human brain thinks of eating beef. When this idea comes up, they are not trapped by any human morality, nor will they trigger sympathy.

As a result, they often create the most troublesome random killings for investigators.

The victim may have nothing to do with them, everything was a temporary idea, and after being arrested, it is almost impossible to be reformed, just like a messenger of death wandering in the world, randomly selecting lucky ones to end their lives .

Bruce is not sure whether Schiller is such a person, but he found that Schiller does lack the most basic sense of morality and compassion for the act of hurting others, and the degree he takes it for granted makes Bruce feel that this may be A natural mental illness, not caused by any acquired hatred.

After such a long period of observation, Bruce found that if it is anti-social caused by acquired hatred, when he does it, he will often have intense emotions, such as happiness, excitement, fear and so on.

But if they are naturally anti-social, they are very calm when they do it, as if they have done nothing, even with the most professional interrogation equipment, it is difficult to judge whether he is lying or not.

Because these people think from the bottom of their hearts that they did nothing, they just ate a bite of beef, they are very puzzled about the process of interrogation, trial, detention, etc., and they don't understand why people treat them It's such a motivating thing to eat a bite of beef.

Being able to observe Schiller more closely as an equal, Bruce discovered that he might have drawn the worst lottery. Schiller is a born killer, high IQ and anti-social. into beef.

Schiller, who was sitting across from him, looked at him and asked, "Are you going to rent my house? If you're not going to do it, then leave my house. I have business to do."

Bruce opened his mouth for a moment. He felt that it was not a wise choice to leave now. No one knew what Schiller would do without supervision.

He found that he shot himself in the foot by lifting a rock. He originally wanted to integrate into the lives of ordinary people and observe the ecological environment of the slums.

But now, he has indeed integrated into the life of an ordinary person. It's just that this ordinary person got a two-bedroom house and one living room on the first day he came to Gotham. A glass of water from the gangster.

Bruce sighed and said: "Yes, I will rent a room here, but I can't give you the rent right away. I need to find a job to have liquidity..."

"Since you've lived here for so long, you should be able to tell me about the jobs here?" Schiller said.

"There are many jobs that can be done here, but they certainly don't meet your requirements." Bruce put his hands on the table and said, "There are porters' jobs near the pier, and warehouses can also be organized. Nearby restaurants You can serve dishes or cook, there are water deliverymen and recorders inside the living hell, and there are truck drivers outside..."

"From your expression, it can be inferred that your job hunting experience in the past few days should not be so smooth." Schiller looked at him and said, "What jobs have you tried, and what stumped you?"

Bruce pursed his lips and did not want to speak, Schiller said: "You are much more stingy than I imagined, and you are not willing to give a little experience to someone who comes here for the first day..."

Just as Bruce was about to say something, Schiller said first: "Well, I can try all the jobs you mentioned. Tomorrow, I will go to the dock to see if there is anyone there."

Bruce takes another look at Schiller, then shakes his head.

No matter how you look at it, Schiller is not a very strong person. He is very tall, with a height of 187, but he looks thinner overall, and because of his clothes, he cannot see muscles. This is not a capable person. The image of physical activity.

After these few days of life, Bruce knows that the recruiters at the dock have very poisonous eyes, they can tell at a glance whether you have work experience, and the important basis for judging is your hands.

As long as you are engaged in handling work, it is inevitable that some marks will be left on your hands, such as friction calluses, bump scars, or marks left by wind and sun.

After the warehouse caught fire, Bruce also lost his job. He tried to work as a porter at the dock again, but at first, he was recruited only because the recruiter needed an unlucky guy to accompany the crocodile.

The crocodile man was unable to work because of his injury, so when Bruce went there to apply again, he was directly rejected.

He doesn't look so strong anymore, his hands are well maintained, and he looks like an inexperienced young man. Those recruiters don't like such people, they may damage the goods, so Bruce came to Haven't found a new job yet.

Hearing that Schiller planned to go to the dock tomorrow to try his luck, he didn't hold out any hope. The two of them definitely didn't meet the requirements of the dock recruiters.

The next day, Schiller and Bruce came near the pier together. However, Schiller did not go to the recruiter's shed, but walked around the entire pier warehouse. They stopped at the door for a while, then came to the unloading place and watched the unloading process for about two hours.

Afterwards, I ran to the recruiter again, but I didn’t mention that I was here to apply for the job. Instead, I had a pleasant chat with the recruiter. In this way, the whole morning passed, and the job search did not improve. The topography of the area is quite familiar.

When it was time for lunch, Bruce looked at Schiller and asked, "What are you doing? Why aren't you looking for a job?"

Schiller put his hands above his eyes, blocking the non-existent sunlight, looked at the sea and said: "You don't have to step on the spot first when you are looking for a job...I mean, do you want to know the surrounding situation first?"

Bruce narrowed his eyes. Ever since Schiller came, he has been in a state of high vigilance all the time. In this state of extreme mental tension, the laughter in his ears became smaller. .

At noon, Bruce was hungry. He wanted to find something to eat, but Schiller had no intention of leaving. It just so happened that there were many small vendors near the pier, and Bruce chose a stall with the best view to sit down. , while eating, while staring at Schiller's movements.

Seeing Schiller walking into an alley, Bruce frowned, but soon, he found that there was a signboard saying it was a public restroom.

Before, Gotham underwent a lot of infrastructure renovations. Most of the crowded places have built public toilets, providing a lot of convenience for the people who work here.

Bruce was relieved to find that Schiller was just going to the bathroom, he was indeed hungry, so for the next half hour he focused on eating his lunch.

Actually, the lack of nutrition for this period of time has already affected his thinking speed. However, since Batman is a super genius, his thinking speed is several times that of ordinary people, so it only slows down a little. , is not easy to see.

But it does cause him to be a little slower to make certain decisions, and then, after he's finished eating, Schiller comes up and says, "I got a job as a warehouse goods recorder."

Bruce's hand holding the fork froze, and he said, "How did you find it???"

"Oh, when I was going to the bathroom just now, I happened to run into the recruiter who was chatting with me before, and he told me that the goods recorder in the expedited warehouse just accidentally broke his leg, but, In the afternoon, there will be a batch of urgent goods to be shipped out of the warehouse, this job is not for everyone, it must be someone like me who can count."

Bruce slowly put down the fork, looked into Schiller's eyes and said, "An employee just happened to break his leg, and he happened to be the goods recorder of an expedited warehouse, and there happened to be an urgent shipment this afternoon. I see, you just happened to meet a recruiter in the bathroom..."

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"Opportunities are always reserved for those who are prepared." Schiller shrugged and said, "Although we are not teachers and students now, I still have to remind you that you must be fully prepared before doing things. , look, this morning was not in vain..."

Bruce looked him in the eyes and said, "Where did you get that goods recorder?"

"He fell from the second floor of the warehouse and broke his leg. He must have been sent to the hospital now." Schiller took out a tissue to wipe his hands, and said without changing his expression.

Seeing Bruce's face getting darker and darker, he said: "A happy life must be created by hands, and opportunities must be won by ourselves... Wait, did you just say that you don't have a job now? Don't want me to help you get a chance? Just ten dollars..."

"No need." Bruce said immediately, and if Schiller continued to create, Gotham's hospital would not be able to accommodate them.

"Really? I just heard from the recruiter that the shipment in the afternoon was very urgent, and at least a dozen people had to go together, but now half of the people have not been recruited, and he asked me to help Let's go to the pier and look for it..."

Bruce stopped holding the fork again, and he looked at Schiller and asked, "Are you sure, this job doesn't need to be created?"

"Of course, why am I lying to you? You can go to the shed where they are recruiting workers and ask now. I heard that the wages seem to be negotiable..."

Looking at the back of Bruce standing up and leaving, Schiller turned his head and said to the owner of the food stand: "Please give me another ten-dollar one, and charge it to his account."