"Doctor Rodriguez! Please do well! This friend of yours has called for the 60th time this week, and the operator in the office is driving him crazy..."
"Mrs. Miller! Please do me a favor! This friend of mine has come here for treatment for the tenth time this week, and I'm almost driven crazy by him..." Schiller stood in front of the table, covering his forehead and speaking to said Mrs. Miller.
Mrs. Miller sighed and said, "Then you can't refuse him?"
"I wanted to say no, but he's a psycho."
"So what?" Mrs. Miller stared at Schiller. Schiller was stunned by her attitude, and then said: "...Isn't our place a mental hospital?"
Mrs. Miller was also stunned for a moment, lowered her head and said, "Oh, yes, we are a mental hospital here, so can't he be hospitalized?"
"God, he's so tired of commuting back and forth. If he's hospitalized..."
"Didn't he stay in the hospital before? I remember seeing him in the inpatient department."
"This time is different. Before he was just a madman, but now he is a drunken madman."
Schiller also let out a long sigh. He gestured to Mrs. Miller to wait a moment, then walked to the table, picked up the phone, and asked Brand: "Didn't you say last week that a new attending doctor was coming? Where is he?"
"...What? He just submitted his resume...The resume was not passed? Why was it not passed?...Okay, I'll call him and ask."
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Schiller hung up the phone, then continued to dial in circles, then picked up the receiver. He said to the other end of the receiver: "Hello? Bruce, did anyone apply for the position of attending physician at Arkham Psychiatric Hospital last week? The resume was sent to you. ?"
Bruce on the other end of the phone was silent for a moment, and then said: "The Wayne family does have equity in Arkham Asylum. I rejected the job application directly after receiving it..."
"Why are you dismissing it?"
Bruce was silent again. He was a little confused about Schiller's attitude. There is only one position for an attending physician. If someone applies for a job, isn't he taking your job?
"...Okay, Bruce, I know you mean well, but there is no need at all. I am a university professor. I am the attending physician here just because Brand is too busy. I wish I could transfer a doctor." A new doctor..."
"Really?" Bruce was skeptical. After all, Schiller looked like he was enjoying it before.
Schiller took the receiver and said confidently: "If you think I have any love for this job, it must be your illusion. At least now I just want to leave here..."
"Okay, then I..."
Before Bruce could finish speaking, Schiller hung up the phone because Schiller heard another series of crazy laughter.
Seeing Jack clumsily coming in from the balcony, Schiller first pushed Mrs. Miller out, closed the door, and then closed the surrounding curtains. Finally, when he walked to the balcony, Jack saw Mrs. Miller coming and waved to him. He waved his hand and said: "Good morning, my friend!"
At this time, he was halfway over the balcony when one leg stepped in and the other leg was still on the balcony next to him. Schiller folded his arms and said, "Do you know what I want to do?"
"What? Punch me? Hey! Wait you can't do this. Aren't we chatting very happily recently? My friend! Where did we talk yesterday... Oh, Baroque art style, you should do this this afternoon Not busy, are you? My noodle line is rising in my stomach. What did you have for lunch today? The patterns in the naturalistic decoration remind me of bats...bats! Bats?..."
Schiller took a deep breath and said silently in his heart: "I am a doctor, I am a doctor. Doctors cannot beat patients..."
This happened because Schiller and the clown got drunk that night.
Whether it is Schiller or the Joker, alcohol has little effect on their brains. No matter how high the alcohol content is, no matter how much they drink, the two of them will not have any more problems, but it is just an ordinary drink.
Schiller had discovered a problem before. The fear gas concentrate in his hand, the high-purity brain-activating agent extracted from the fear venom, the lizard serum treatment injection, and the pure version of the immortality factor were all liquid. The existence of the state gave him a very bold idea, and with the help of Connors, he turned it into reality.
He asked Connors to mix the liquids together.
Schiller called it "crazy wine."
It has all the effects of these potions, and it is eclectic and uses its strengths to offset its weaknesses. It transforms the fear brought by the fear gas concentrate into a kind of excitement and madness, and this excitement and madness has reached a level that can treat The brain causes physical damage, but at the same time, because of the existence of lizard serum, the brain can be continuously repaired.
For ordinary people, taking this drug is the most terrifying torture in the world, because although you are not harmed in any way, the brain that controls all sensations simulates everything. But similarly, for some people, this is A very delicious strong wine.
Schiller always wanted to drink, but he was also afraid that he would get drunk after drinking, so he had to drag a drinking buddy, Jack, and the two drank a whole bottle that night.
Facts have proved that Schiller's drinking capacity is better, or rather. It's because Hui Wu's drinking capacity is relatively good. After all, he is an old drunk.
Although Schiller was very high when he drank, he would be fine after a night's sleep. Jack was also very high when he drank, but he couldn't get better after sleeping all night. After all, there was no symbiote to share the madness and excitement for him, so, He was a little too excited now.
It stands to reason that the person an excited crazy clown should be looking for is Batman, but unfortunately, Batman wants to invest in making a movie for Catwoman, and the two of them went on a research trip and were not in Gotham.
So Schiller suffered the consequences.
Jack is not interested in anyone except Batman, but there are different types of disinterest. Obviously, he feels that Schiller and he have a common language, so he talks to him at length every day and makes appointments for more than 10 treatments a week. Not only We see each other every day, and we see each other in the morning and in the afternoon. We don’t look up when we look down.
Schiller said with conscience that Jack was a good drinking buddy, and he was even a good chat partner. Although he didn’t know where his extensive knowledge and knowledge came from, if he just talked about these, Schiller I am somewhat interested, after all, this is fishing during working hours.
The only problem is that Jack can relate every topic to Batman.
He is like a man with an incomparable breadth of knowledge, a depth of knowledge that no one can match, and a very talkative person... an idiot.
Schiller has no interest in Batman at all, so he is really annoyed to death by the Joker.
But Jack neither likes nor dislikes people other than Batman. To put it simply, he ignores people. Therefore, although he has been in and out of the mental hospital so many times, he has not done much damage to the environment here. Therefore, Schiller has not yet had a Just cause to kick him out.
Since you can't expel him, then expel yourself.
Schiller took the resume from Brand and said, "How about your future new colleague? He will apply to come to Gotham's mental hospital. His work resume should be amazing, right?"
"No matter how amazing it is, how can it be as amazing as you?" Brand asked, then he touched his chin and hesitated and said, "His resume is not bad, but..."
"What's wrong?"
"I heard some bad rumors about him from my former colleagues..."
"Bad rumors? What are they?"
"The reason why he came to Gotham is because he was teaching in the school before..." Brand hesitated, not knowing what to say to Schiller, but he continued: "He seems to be violating the rules. Human experiments.”
"Human experiments? Interesting..."
Schiller looked down at the resume in his hand, and sure enough, the name on it read - "Hugo Strange".
Hugo Strange's resume is indeed very good, but it is not as amazing as Schiller's. His academic qualifications and work experience can only be regarded as quite satisfactory, not even comparable to Strange in another world. Can't be called the best in the world.
Of course, it may also be because the current timeline is too early and Hugo has not yet had time to shine in the field he is best at.
Just as Schiller was looking at Hugo's resume, Hugo was also looking at Schiller's resume.
On the train to Gotham, he was reading Gotham Daily and watching a piece of news. It was an old case that happened in Metropolis. The protagonist of this kind of case and most of the supporting characters were unknown to Hugo. But there was only one figure that felt familiar to him, and that was Schiller Rodriguez.
It is impossible to say that Hugo has never heard of Schiller's name, because there are only a few top psychologists in the world, and as a professional, Hugo knows this person.
And he chose to come to Gotham this time, partly because his previous illegal experiments were discovered. He made an enemy, so he came to Gotham to avoid trouble. On the other hand, it was also because he wanted to meet Schiller.
Since ancient times. It is not unusual for colleagues to denounce each other and scholars to look down upon each other, especially since Hugo claimed to be a genius in psychology and psychiatry. He had his own unique theories in these two subjects, but because he had not had many opportunities before, He failed to perfect his theory, and no sooner had he attempted to do so than his experiment was discovered.
There was no way his previous city or the university where he worked would tolerate such behavior, but he knew there was one place where it might, and that was Gotham.
There was an experimental environment suitable for him and people he was interested in. Hugo naturally submitted a job application.
Originally, he thought there was little hope, because it was impossible to squeeze Schiller out of this position based on his current resume. However, he did not expect that not long after he submitted his resume, Arkham Psychiatric Hospital offered him a job. I called him and very enthusiastically invited him to come and take up the post.
So, when Hugo arrived at the office of the attending physician at Arkham Asylum, he received a warm welcome from Schiller.
Schiller shook Hugo's hand firmly and said, "Thank God, you are finally here."
"Uh..." Hugo choked for a moment. He didn't understand what Schiller meant. After all, he and Schiller didn't know each other, and given their status, Schiller had no need to be so enthusiastic about him.
In the subsequent conversation, Schiller said bluntly: "There are too many difficult patients here. In all my years of practice, I never thought that there would be patients that I couldn't treat, but that's the fact." …”
"Mr. Strange, I know that you may be troubled by your poor resume, but it doesn't matter. There are quite a few rare cases here, and some of them are completely impossible for me to deal with."
Because Schiller behaved too much like an unscrupulous quack who couldn't handle the problem and was eager to blame him, Hugo had a somewhat negative impression of him. He said in a nonchalant manner: "Yes, Dr. Rodriguez, actually. I have always been troubled by the lack of good experimental subjects. In fact, I am very interested in some rare cases. If this is the case, it would be great..."
Schiller could hear the arrogance in Hugo's tone, and he could also see that Hugo seemed to regard him as a hype scholar who did not live up to his name. However, he still smiled broadly, held Hugo's hand and said to him: " Then you must be the most suitable doctor for this position... Then that's it, I'll leave first."
Seeing Schiller holding his things and leaving quickly, Hugo looked at his back with some confusion.
What is it that allows this world-renowned psychology master to run faster than a dog chases him?
－－－－－－Digression－－－－－
Schiller: The clown is myself
Jack: The clown is actually me
Victor Hugo: The clown is actually me
Batman returns from his trip: What happened?
