"Oh?" Feng Bujue's surprise did not last long. His rationality immediately suppressed his emotions. In just a second, his mind was racing as he deduced several possible information chains. "This is interesting …" He leaned back in his chair and said, "Since your husband's surname is Wayne, why didn't you call yourself Dr. Wayne?"
"That's another question," Dr. Quine said. Dr. Quinn continued, "You have to answer one of my questions first before I consider telling you."
She was not dumb. She immediately used Brother Jue's conversational skills to make use of them.
"Haha … Okay." Feng Bujue smiled and continued, "So … What you want to ask is why I remember where I came from but not my surname?"
"No, I changed my mind," Dr. Quine said. "I want to know about your social situation now. Please name a few people who are close to you. For example, parents, wife, relatives, or friends … As long as you have a name."
"No." Feng Bujue replied without hesitation. After a second, he added, "At least in this world, there is no such person."
Hearing this, Dr. Quine looked puzzled. She immediately deduced based on common sense and asked, "You mean … all the people who are related to you are all dead? Have they gone to another world? "
"I don't want to talk about this," Feng Bujue said in a very harsh tone and resolutely stopped the topic.
If he continued, he would have to tell her that he was a "player."
Of course, Brother Jue could also lie, but such a lie would be easily exposed. This had nothing to do with the skill of lying. It was simply because "interpersonal relationships" were one of the easiest objective evidence to verify.
"Okay." Dr. Quine saw the change in Brother Jue's expression and mistakenly thought that she had touched on some mental minefield of this "patient." So, she took a step back and said, "It's your turn to ask."
"My question remains the same," Feng Bujue repeated, "Why didn't you use your husband's surname when you introduced yourself?"
Dr. Quinn hesitated for a moment and said, "Before I answer your question, I have to confirm something first."
"Go ahead," Feng Bujue replied.
"You've never heard of Bruce Wayne?" Dr. Quinn asked.
The reason she asked that was because when she mentioned her husband's name, Feng Bujue's reaction had been too calm.
"Even though we know …" Brother Jue was slightly shocked, but he did not show it on his face.
"Never heard of it." In the next second, Feng Bujue replied without changing his expression.
This was the place where he could use his excellent lying skills, or rather, "acting skills" …
"But judging from your question, your husband should be a very famous person, right?" Brother Jue took advantage of the situation and tried to sound her out.
"Yes …" Dr. Quinn read as she lowered her head to write something on the form.
Feng Bujue didn't need to look to know that she was writing something like "the patient's memory of general knowledge is fragmented" or something like that.
"… My husband is one of the richest entrepreneurs in Gotham, America, and even the world." After Dr. Quinn finished writing, her attention returned to Feng Bujue's face. "Even though Bruce has always been a low-key and calm person, the surname 'Wayne' is still too ostentatious …" She paused. "In order to make me feel more comfortable in my own social circle, and at the same time to avoid unnecessary trouble, I usually use my real name at work."
"I have not asked for your full name." Feng Bujue went with the flow.
Although Brother Jue was still complaining about Bruce Wayne's "low-key and calm person" setting, now was not the time to dwell on the topic. He had to focus on the main point of the question.
On the other hand, Dr. Quinn didn't want to dwell on the fact that she had to ask another question in exchange for this question. After all, she just asked the question, "You've never heard of Bruce Wayne?"
Therefore, she replied directly, "Harley Quinn."
"Hmm …" After Feng Bujue heard that, he purposely put on a thoughtful face.
First, he wanted to lure her to continue the topic. Second, he was indeed thinking about a suspicious point — the name was "different from the setting".
Why did he say that there were discrepancies? Because Harley Quinn was the name of the Harlequin, but before the Harlequin became the Harlequin, her name should have been Harleen Quinzel.
The "Dr. Quinn" in front of him was obviously not a clown girl. She was a psychiatrist, a "clown girl who has yet to meet a clown" … However, her name was "Haley Quinn".
Even though this could be explained by the fact that 'parallel universes have different details', and most of the self-contradictory settings in the American comic universe could be explained by this reason, and the scenario that Feng Bujue had entered … was indeed a universe that he had not seen before, but he still had a feeling … that something was not right.
"What's wrong?" Soon, Dr. Quinn added, "Does my name mean anything to you?"
"It's nothing …" Feng Bujue tried again. "I just care … Harley is usually a man's name, and your surname … is very rare."
"Yes, people often say that," Dr. Quinn replied casually. In the end, Dr. Quinn just casually replied, "Okay, it's my turn to ask questions, right?"
From her reaction, it appeared that in her eyes, the 'suspicious point' of this name did not exist.
For the time being, that was enough. Feng Bujue did not want to waste time on a question that might lead him to a dead end. He still had plenty of information to gather.
"Go ahead." Brother Jue adjusted his sitting posture and quickly answered.
"Do you still remember what happened before you came here? For example … what happened yesterday? "Doctor Quinn finally cut to the chase.
"I …" Feng Bujue moved his eyes away, pretending to try to remember. Moments later, a pained expression appeared on his face. "… I only remember fragments …" he mumbled. "Water … where there is water … Giant wheels, wooden boards, weeds, and … pink elephants …"
As he spoke, he put his hands on the table and hugged his head. His breathing gradually became heavy, and his face was sweating.
"Relax, Jack … Take a deep breath." Dr. Quinn was fooled. In the face of Brother Jue's award-winning performance, she had no chance.
"It's strange …" Feng Bujue panted for a while and said, "When I think about what happened in the short term, I feel a headache and nausea. And the fragments that flashed before my eyes … I don't even know where the logic lies."
He was definitely talking nonsense … In fact, every scene and object he mentioned in that sentence was carefully and carefully thought out before he said it.
Obviously, a sinister plan had already been born in Feng Bujue's mind, and the 'snippets' that he had revealed were the foreshadowing that he had planted there.
"Do you want to take a break before continuing?" Dr. Quinn was a person who abided by the rules and had medical ethics. Even though the police had put a lot of pressure on her, she would not mistreat her patients or make hasty decisions.
"No need …" Feng Bujue said. "I'm fine …" He wiped the sweat on his forehead with his sleeve and squeezed out a smile. "Besides … it's my turn to ask questions."
"Phew …" Dr. Quinn exhaled and added a few more lines on the form. Then, she said, "Please."
"Hmm …" Brother Jue pondered for half a second and asked, "What do you think of Batman?"
When his voice fell, Dr. Quinn's expression changed slightly. Then, she thought for a few seconds before replying, "Although many people think of him as a hero, in my opinion, he is the same as other so-called 'superheroes.' To put it nicely, he is a 'vigilante.' To put it bluntly, he is an 'outlaw.' It is undeniable that these people have contributed to the stability of society, but if people like them are not supervised, sooner or later … they will cause more trouble than criminals."
Quinn's "point of view" was something that most people in the upper class of the bourgeoisie would have.
This was a very normal thing. People in the upper class of society would naturally support and protect the existing social system unconditionally because the system was set and controlled by people in their class. They were also the biggest direct beneficiaries of the system. Any existence that conflicted with the interests or ideas of people in their class was a target that they hated and tried to eliminate.
Therefore, in the eyes of the upper class, there was not much difference between superheroes and criminals. It was nothing more than the difference between going beyond the system and ignoring the system. The difference was that criminals could be "eliminated" by the system, but heroes could not. This was because the actions of heroes were usually supported by the people … people of other classes.
Therefore, the rich and powerful started to talk about "threats" and proposed so-called "supervision." But … what was "supervision"? Who would supervise? Wouldn't it be the system that was set up by the rich and powerful themselves that was beneficial to them?
This was undoubtedly ridiculous.
People who succumbed to the system were no longer qualified to talk about true justice.
Because justice would never compromise. Those who compromised … were only people.
Heroes would never compromise. If they compromised … they would no longer be heroes.
At least, that was what Feng Bujue thought.
Therefore, Brother Jue did not care about the content of Quinn's words at all. What he was more concerned about … was Quinn's expression and other subtle reactions.
According to Feng Bujue's observation, Dr. Quinn's expression changed when she heard the word "Batman" and the length of time she took to think about the answer showed that she was just surprised that "Jack" suddenly changed the topic to superheroes. She did not have any other thoughts.
In other words … she did not know that her husband was Batman.
"Speaking of which …" After a short pause, Dr. Quinn said again, "You don't know the names of famous entrepreneurs, but you can name superheroes?"
She was trying to lead Feng Bujue into his memory. She wanted Feng Bujue to follow this direction and say something.
"Ah … these memories are very clear in my mind." Brother Jue was happy to expand on this topic. "I can name at least ten superheroes and supervillains with a single thought."
"Supervillains?" Dr. Quinn showed a puzzled look again.
"Yes, supervillains." Feng Bujue caught something in her tone, and he played along. "They are the Riddler, the Scarecrow, the Toy Man, the Weather Wizard, Captain Freeze …"
At this moment, the series of titles that he announced was also after careful consideration.
First, he avoided Penguin and Two-Face, who were already mentioned in the introduction of the scenario.
Secondly, he also avoided the supervillains whose titles were directly their names … like Thunder-Firmament, Bane, Lex Luthor, and so on.
Other than that, he also avoided the aliens and monsters that were no longer in the category of supervillains, like Doomsday, Black Adam, Solomon Grandi, Zod, and so on.
And … he purposely mixed in some of the supervillains that were not active in Gotham but appeared in the stories of Superman and The Flash.
In conclusion, Feng Bujue did not give any names, only a bunch of nicknames, and he threw out a question that was enough to test the timeline of the scenario and the relationship between the different superheroes.
But what he did not expect was …
"These people that you mentioned …" Dr. Quinn did not look like she was lying. "… I have not heard of them before."
"Huh?" Feng Bujue was startled when he heard that.
"I have also not heard of the term 'supervillains' before." Two seconds later, Dr. Quinn added, "Supervillains are supervillains. Do you think supervillains can put on capes and masks like heroes and give themselves … those ridiculous nicknames that you mentioned earlier?"
At that moment, Feng Bujue finally understood why Penguin and Two-Face were referred to by their real names in the introduction, and he also understood why the narration gave them such a positive review.
"So, that's how it is …" Brother Jue said in his heart. "So, this is a 'DC universe without supervillains' …" He raised his eyes to look at Dr. Quinn. "None of the supervillains have been corrupted … and they are all good people?" But then he thought, "That's not right … There are many supervillains who have been corrupted since the beginning … Could it be that those supervillains have not been born or have been cleansed due to various reasons?"
Just as he was thinking, a system announcement that should have appeared a long time ago but had not yet appeared … appeared.
"Main mission has been triggered."
Almost at the same time, Feng Bujue summoned the game menu and looked at the mission tab.
The main mission in the taskbar was simple and straightforward: Kill Batman.
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