Jack stood still and blinked, took a deep breath, and then turned to Brand, "Oh, sorry, Doctor, I misspoke just now. The one who needs treatment is not me, but Batman. Please hurry and save him!!"
"Er, if you're referring to that story, then all I can say is, it's not a story." Brand didn't seem to be very skilled at psychotherapy. He scratched his head, then said, "It might be a bit abrupt, but I'm actually a wizard."
Finished speaking, he conjured a flame in the palm of his hand, then raised his head to look at Jack, "I know another mage, her name is Zatanna. Earlier, she passed out because she used too much magic, I just visited her and she told me everything."
"There is another scoundrel magician among us, Constantine, who made a deal with All Things Green, that controls plants. On your way here, you must have seen the giant broccolis, right? That's his masterwork."
"Shiller is allergic to broccoli, so, he was very angry about Constantine's actions. As a revenge on Constantine, he killed himself to go to hell and sought to repay all his debts."
"To repay the debts, one is surely ought to jump into hell. So, Zatanna watched helplessly as Shiller jumped into hell, Batman also followed…."
"Honestly speaking, When she said this, I was a bit skeptical. I didn't know they had this strong a mentor-disciple relationship!"
Now, Joker was completely dumbfounded. If the previous version Batman told him sounded like a story fabricated to break his psychological defense, then the story told by Brand, with its logical continuity and intricate details, was really hard to deem as made up.
"I'm sorry, Doctor, I misspoke again. It seems that I am the one who is sick after all. I can no longer differentiate between reality and imagination. Please prescribe me some medicine immediately!" Jack stared fixedly at Brand as he said this.
"I'll stay here! From now on, Arkham's madhouse is my home! No one can make me leave this place!"
Having finished speaking, Jack turned and ran into the hallway, yelling, "Nurse! Nurse! Quickly prepare me an empty sickroom!!!"
"What? Which gang am I from? I…..um....I…..well actually, you know the truck driver's union, right? Ah, yes, that's correct, I am from the truck driver's union. Please prepare me a sickroom, thank you!"
Brand sitting in the office shook his head, "I hope he doesn't stay here too long, I've already promised Alberto to leave two rooms for his henchmen…"
Batman who finished telling the story was kicked off the truck by the Joker. His landing was rather impressive but the posture of not being able to hit the car was quite awkward.
Luckily, he wasn't that far from his destination, Rodrigues manor. Soon, Batman arrived at the manor, and Merkel was busy removing broccoli from the garden.
Seeing Batman, he approached enthusiastically, then asked: "How's Mr. Shiller? I want to go see him later, but I must deal with the trouble in the garden first, otherwise…"
Merkel shook his head. Batman glanced into the garden and noticed that most of the broccoli had been removed, except the biggest one.
"I came here to get something." Batman looked straight into Merkel's eyes: "You should know, Shiller has a special wine that can bring people into dreams. I need to get this wine and enter into Shiller's Thought Palace to call him out."
Merkel looked at Batman a bit confused. Without waiting for his reply, Batman said: "Shiller's current coma may very possibly be because the personality who once controlled his body is unwilling to emerge, and none of the other personalities are rising to the surface either. Since there is no one to control the body, it naturally falls into a coma."
"I need to go find that personality to have a talk and get him to come back to control the body. Otherwise, Shiller can only stay in this state of coma."
Merkel hesitated a bit, then said, "The most important rule for a butler is not to allow others to touch the master's private belongings. However, if it's as you said, then an exception could be made."
"Erm, the broccoli here is causing some trouble. For the future mental health of Mr. Shiller, I must remove them promptly. I probably won't be able to take care of other matters in the next three hours. You should leave quickly!"
After saying that, Merkel picked up a garden trowel, and started to uproot the largest broccoli. Batman turned around and went upstairs opening the door skillfully, and started looking through Shiller's study.
Finding that bottle of wine wasn't hard. It was placed on the shelf in the study. However, Shiller had once tricked Constantine, who wanted to steal this wine, with this method. You cannot touch this wine directly, or else you would instantly enter into a dream.
Even though Batman's purpose was to enter into Shiller's dream, he didn't want to do so here. Because if he really does manage to wake Shiller, with Shiller's speed, he'd return instantly and trap Batman here who had just come out from the dream.
Batman had already anticipated that the upcoming conversation wouldn't be smooth. If he gets trapped here, he may likely add a colorful stroke to Shiller's record.