If Schiller wanted to give Batman a psychological profile to the comics, his biggest trait was not caution, wisdom or strategist, but suspicion.

Batman never completely trusts anyone.

His skepticism has become a self-developed, and skepticism and conspiracy theories have been engraved in his bones. The smarter he is, the more suspicious he is.

Schiller's answer obviously put the young Batman in great doubt.

Bruce never thought anyone could see through his heart. He had great confidence in his disguise. Even the old housekeeper Afu, who raised him since childhood, felt that he only knew part of him, not all.

But this professor, this gentle and gentle professor of psychology who looks completely ordinary, gave him the most unlikely answer, and the most accurate and incisive answer.

Until the moment he got this answer, Bruce's inner surging and passion told him that he was indeed waiting for someone to give him this answer - it was time to start revenge.

But compared to the answer he got, the person who gave it made the blood of revenge he had just ignited was like a basin of cold water. Bruce didn't believe it, and never believed that someone could see the devil hidden in his heart and the group of shadowy bats based on psychology alone.

But Schiller said: "The consultation time is up, I'm going to go to class. Goodbye, Mr. Wayne."

Schiller believed that Bruce would have to struggle for a long time.

If he figured it out, he quickly turned into Batman and helped justice. Don't take classes here. What class does Bruce have to take? Why should he not be able to get along with this group of dedicated faculty members?

Schiller felt that he could probably figure it out. At that time, those gangs and criminal organizations would be enough for him to have a headache, so that Schiller could stay in school and have a happy paid fishing experience. At worst, he could fly to Hawaii during the holidays.

Schiller's reputation in school is pretty good because he has a big reputation, but that is all the original owner's resume. Schiller adheres to the principle of "how much money is given to do as much as possible", sat down in class and started to talk. When the bell rang out after class, he disappeared instantly. Answering questions after class? It doesn't exist.

He has been like this for the past five days. Fortunately, Schiller seemed to be quite autistic and had no friends. He was hired as a professor at Gotham University for several months and was not very familiar with the people in the school, so Schiller, a time traveler, did not reveal any flaws.

During lunch in the afternoon, Peter sent a message: "Mr. Schiller, everything is too bad."

Coupled with a frustrated chat expression, Schiller knew that this chat system was not a communication between the brain and the brain, only he used the system, and Peter met a netizen online by chance. Charles also received the news in his spare time to visit education forums.

The system will turn chatting with these characters into a form they can accept, for example, Peter is through online social software, while Charles is a knowledge forum. If it were Thanos, it might be a cosmic network signal or something.

So the other party does not feel abrupt, and the system only guarantees that they will answer Schiller's first question. Schiller has to do it himself when chatting. Therefore, Schiller's main chat target is the young, ignorant, young and ignorant little spider.

Schiller is not sure about an old fox like Charles and will not easily test it.

Schiller replied: "What's wrong? Peter? and Gwen are not going well?"

"Oh, it's not going well, but bad means this."

"What's that? Could it be that you messed up the experiment, right?"

"That's right. I knocked over an experimental equipment that looked very dangerous, and a...dangerous creature inside ran out, and I was bitten by it."

Schiller knew that Spider-Man's fate had been partially changed because of chatting with him. After chatting, he knew that the opposite was Spider-Man in the main universe of 616 comics. Originally, he, a high school student, was bitten when he was attending the exhibition, but because Peter fell in love with Gwen, he told Schiller how charming and cute his classmate Gwen was. Schiller was annoyed by this little talkative, so he gave him an idea to teach him how to chase Gwen.

Gwen's family is well off and found an internship with Osborne Group during the summer vacation. Peter had nothing to do with it, but Schiller suggested that he be thick-skinned and apply for the same internship. Peter had good grades and really applied. As a result, he was not bitten by the spider at the exhibition, but was directly bitten by a spider from an experimental instrument of Osborne Group...

Anyway, I have to be bitten, because Spider-Man was chosen by the weaver master in spider totems. He either got bitten today or tomorrow. He had to be bitten inside and outside. Schiller comforted the poor little spider and went back to sleep.

The night in Gotham is very dark and thick, and it is very suitable for sleeping. Bruce stayed up all night, looking at the moon that almost lost its shape in the thick fog, holding a stack of files in his hand, and the name of the first page is Schiller Andell Rodriguez.

Schiller had no idea that he had been caught by Batman. He heard an alarm from the system in his deep dream, but he slept too deeply, and in ignorance, a blue light swept across—

The system's alarm sounded more frequently, and Schiller still did not wake up. It seemed that something was hindering the system. Finally, after a chaotic sound, Schiller's figure disappeared directly.

"The emergency protection system is started, positioning the universe...localizing the universe...receiving the universe has been determined, identity information is written...writing is being written...writing is being written...writing is being written...writing is being written successfully."

When he woke up again, Schiller rubbed his eyes, and was shook his eyes by the sun. He saw a ghost. Is there actually a sunny day in Gotham?

Once you open the curtains - it’s sunny outside... New York City.

The weather was completely different from that shit-sucking shit in Gotham. New York was sunny and sunny. It was very sunny early in the morning. Schiller looked through the window and found that he was in a high-end apartment in the center of New York. When he turned around, he saw a mess of things on his desk, and a wine bottle, with a work sign pressing under the bottle.

"Schiller, a psychiatrist in New York Presbyterian Hospital...or attending physician? Am I traveling through time again?"

Hell, Schiller thought, before he could curse his mother, his cell phone rang, and he picked it up, and said loudly to the other side: "Doctor Schiller! Where have you been! You must not be absent from the joint consultation today! Are you drunk again? Please come here immediately!"

Schiller was shocked to his ears, but when he thought that he was a doctor now, there might be a patient who was rescued in such an emergency. He had come and still had to do his job.

Schiller immediately took the ID and went downstairs to find a car. It was unreasonable to live in such a high-end apartment without a car. He found a relatively new Mercedes-Benz in the garage downstairs. It was the same as his car key model. He pressed it and it turned out to drive it.

Thanks to Schiller for coming to New York for academic exchanges in his previous life. He cooperated with the navigation on the car and arrived at the Presbyterian Hospital, which is the largest hospital in New York as quickly as possible.

As soon as he entered, the girl at the front desk ran over quickly and said, "Dr. Schiller, please come over quickly, the joint consultation has begun."

Schiller didn't know what kind of character he was now, so he just nodded indifferently and went up.

Fortunately, someone led the way, Schiller came to the conference room. When he saw that he was coming, the conference room was quiet for a while, and then continued to discuss. Schiller sat in the seat specially left for him, observing quietly.

It seems that he should be a very famous doctor, and he is among the top few in the department. The person sitting opposite him is obviously not a psychiatric department. One of the doctors seemed arrogant. He said: "Indeed, it makes sense to ask the group of experts who pretend to be magic first to take a look, so as not to pretend to be crazy and want to touch the nurse on the operating table."

Schiller looked at his famous brand, Stephen Strange, Doctor Strange, OK, he is coming to Marvel again.

Schiller was too lazy to pay attention to him. Judging from Strange's appearance, he should be too early to a car accident. Now he is an extremely selfish annoying person who is disgusted by people.

Schiller did not say a word to read the medical record, but Strange didn't like him. It was nothing. Schiller saw that he had drunk the day before and was late for the consultation the next day. Strange was a bit obsessed with Schiller's unemployed attitude. Besides, he always felt that any psychologist was pretending to be a fool, but in short, he hated Schiller very much.

During the meeting, he kept provoking Schiller, and Schiller followed his script and ignored him at all. After the meeting, Strange deliberately hit him.

Schiller was very annoyed by him, but after thinking about it, he would be taught a lesson in the end. It is probably not a few years since he got into trouble. If he wasn't so annoying, Schiller would probably remind him, but now, Strange should go to the plot with a bitter heart.

As soon as the consultation was finished, Schiller turned on his cell phone and received a call. There was a nice female voice on the other end of the phone, but she was a little anxious. She asked: "Doctor Schiller, is your consultation over? Can you come to Stark Building now? Tony is very bad..."

Tony Stark?

When should this come? Was Iron Man kidnapped? Or has he been back?

Schiller didn't even have time to search information online, because the Stark company's car had been sent downstairs to the hospital, so he could only get in. The passenger seat was sitting in a beautiful lady who looked a little business-like. She said: "Since Tony came back, you know, the last time he was diagnosed, he started to lose his temper for no reason and do those crazy actions. I heard him crying last night..."

"Miss Pepper? Are you okay?" Schiller asked tentatively, and Pepper covered his eyes and said, "Sorry, but please be careful in this treatment."
Chapter completed!