Chapter 100 Chapter 100 [VIP]
Megan's unclear expression led to misunderstandings, which angered the Joker for nothing and even left him feeling incredulous. He remained silent for a moment, staring at Megan with a rather unfriendly gaze. Finally, he pulled the corners of his mouth together and asked with gritted teeth, "My dear Megan, you did this on purpose, didn't you?"
Even if she had some cognitive deficiencies, she should have known the difference between a gun and a toy gun, but she insisted on saying that, just to 'play a joke' on him?
The Joker has played so many jokes on the world and Gotham. Sometimes his schemes are exposed and his plans are ruined, all his efforts are wasted, and he becomes a laughing stock. But never has he felt so upside down as he does now. He's been made a joke? Especially by Megan?
"You really gave me a surprise, hahahahaha..." The clown laughed wildly at this moment.
There were bursts of sharp laughter in the dim prison, which slowly died down after a long time. The clown grabbed Megan's collar and lowered his head to be almost face to face with her. Deep wrinkles appeared on his abnormally pale face, and his strange green pupils were wide, which contained too much crazy and evil meaning. At a certain moment, he had some murderous intent, as if he really wanted to kill someone.
His leather-gloved hand was on Megan's neck, and he squinted at the child, thinking deeply about something.
Megan was holding her cheeks in front of him, looking innocent and proud. She didn't feel any danger at all. Instead, she touched his head with hers and laughed, "Dad, haha."
Joker: "Do you think I find it funny?" he asked, puzzled.
Megan hugged her father, burying her cheek in the crook of his neck. She tried to hide her love carefully, but it kept overflowing. She felt like there were more and more kittens living in her heart, rubbing against her and rolling around, which made her release all the strength in her body. However, she also noticed the clown's mood. Her father was angry, so she tilted her head and rubbed against him again.
After the Wire-bristled cat teacher got along well with her, he taught her how to express love. It would stand up straight and actively give hugs. Later, it brought its kittens and performed by licking the kittens' fur, and licked its big friend by the way.
"Dad, I'm a kitten." Maybe kittens are just naughty. They climb up and down on the big cat from time to time and scratch the big cat's face. This is normal.
Megan felt like a kitten on top of a big cat, and even felt like she was being licked.
She has developed a new bad habit, which is to express her ridiculous "love" after provoking the clown, thinking that this way she will not be punished by the clown. He has helped her succeed many times before, so he continues to indulge her courage?
The clown laughed out loud at this even bigger joke. Although his expression was distorted to the extreme, he pretended to hold Megan's head down and patted her still thin back with his other hand, letting her rest in his arms at ease. His voice was also lowered a lot, sounding low and creepy, "Okay, kid, but aren't you a little bear?"
Megan moved, but when she realized she couldn't break free from the clown's embrace, she gave up and said, "It's daddy's baby."
What she said was very clever, and for a moment the Joker couldn't tell whether she was really smart or just pretending to be. While he was still thinking about this question, Megan took advantage of his inattention, jumped out of the cricket pupa, and ran into the bedroom with her short legs to put the things she brought back. As for the Penguin's words about self-defense, she completely forgot about them.
After all, she had never used the plant seed pendant that Pammy gave her.
Watching Megan running away, the Joker gradually restrained all his expressions. The light in the darkroom was turned on, and light shone out from the door, falling on the ground, and there was a flood of light. His cell was a mess with all kinds of things piled up, and many metal and glass objects were faintly reflecting light, casting spots of light like debris.
Megan was malnourished before, and her night vision was poor. She could move on her own and turn on the lights after regaining some consciousness. For a while after arriving in Arkham, she would stare at the glowing light bulbs blankly until her eyes were irritated by the light and she would lower her head, but she never learned her lesson.
She was a little afraid of the dark and felt insecure, so she always slept in various corners. Later, when she got a night light, she was able to sleep in bed peacefully.
...Meghan herself didn't know about her problems, but the Joker knew them all. He watched the darkroom door close and sneered with an unknown meaning.
The next morning, Megan was thrown out of Arkham Asylum. Nelson was still responsible for taking her to the downtown area and handing her over to Bob's care. As for the Joker? He had arranged a substitute in Arkham from the beginning, proving that he had a plan. Now it was time to get busy with those things.
Megan returned to the small building. She no longer needed Bob to watch over her all the time. Even when the clown was not there, Bob only had to do the required work, such as cooking, sweeping, and cleaning, and leave after finishing. Because Megan had "grown up", the clown ordered her to have her own space and time, and even if someone ran away, there was no need to use force to catch her back.
In addition to his men, there are other people watching over her, so she won't be in any danger.
The Joker's orders were not conveyed directly to Megan, but she would take the initiative to explore outside, going out earlier than usual to the club. She was curious about the stones, green plants, bulletin boards, telephone poles, etc. on the roadside, but she didn't like the insects. Because it rained last night, there were long earthworms crawling on the ground, slowly wriggling their bodies, and some were motionless.
A moving earthworm and a fat, motionless earthworm.
Megan saw the former first, and then she carefully walked around it a few steps away. After walking for a while, she met the one behind it. Then, she didn't know why, but she felt that they were a little different, but she didn't understand what the difference was. A faint curiosity arose, so she looked at this one, then walked a distance to see the other one.
What's the difference between them? Is it because one is moving and the other is asleep? Why is the fat and white one not moving, but where is the other one going?
She forgot the time as she looked at them, and when it was time for class and Megan hadn't shown up yet, Richard came looking for her.
He had been teaching this student for ten days or half a month. Except for the first day when the clown picked up the child, he was the one who picked up Megan who was lost on the second day. So he knew where her home was. He followed the route and found the child standing on the side of the road, staring intently at the dead earthworms on the ground.
The dead earthworms were swollen and white because it rained last night and there was water and high humidity on the ground.
Richard walked over and stopped beside Megan. After a while, he asked softly, "What are you looking at?" It was just an ordinary little creature. What was there for her to care about? Or what kind of thoughts did the dead earthworm trigger in her?
Adults and children have different perspectives, and there are many factors that make their ideas very different. Richard will not ignore this problem. He actively explores Megan's thoughts and gradually understands her consciousness.
Megan saw his legs out of the corner of her eye and knew the teacher was looking for him, but she didn't move her eyes. She put a hand to her chin and felt it, and asked, "Why isn't it moving?"
Without waiting for Richard's answer, she took him to another earthworm that was still moving. It ran a little distance, but not as far as Megan's step, leaving a messy trail on the ground. They stood around it, and Megan pointed at it, "They are different." She expressed her doubts very clearly.
Richard was silent for a moment. He knew Megan had cognitive impairment and her self-awareness was still young, but he didn't expect that she even lacked this part of cognition. He said softly and calmly: "Don't you know? The other one is dead, so it won't move anymore."
Megan only then looked up at him, her expression a little wrinkled, mostly filled with questions. "Why did it die? Died, is that it?"
'Death' was a light word that she had not yet understood, but from the very beginning, it made her throb.
The child tried to give his own understanding and said to himself: "Death is like this, it ignores and no longer responds to the world."
Death is like going to a very far away place and staying there without coming back, just like Megan holding the plastic fish. The fish has no life, and dead things have no life. Even if she holds it in her hand, even if it returns to the water, it will only passively accept it. Its existence can only be perceived by those who see and think of it, but the fish cannot respond on its own.
She spoke slowly and haltingly. Because it was difficult for her to look up, she lowered her head and saw the earthworm still moving in front of her. She then looked at the dead one.
"If I die, only those who see and think of me will know." If she goes to a distant place where only dead people go, maybe she will look back.
Megan felt like there was a heavy feeling in her heart, and it was pouring into her body, but her sad emotions were rarer than her happy emotions. They were only stimulated very rarely, and they were only a little bit, and had not yet been fully perceived and understood, which led to the emotions not being able to arise naturally and autonomously, or the emotions emerged, but Megan could not recognize them.
Richard stared down at her and said calmly and steadily, "Death is very far away from you."
From what he observed, the Joker had long-term plans for her, so she would be safe until the Joker decided to consume all her value. Moreover, Richard was occasionally willing to believe that a relationship was mutual. When Megan trusted the Joker wholeheartedly, the vicious mentally ill criminal might have expressed his affection for her.
However, after he finished speaking, Megan fell silent. She felt that she had experienced death before. It was right in front of her, and she had longed for it.
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Richard Long's training of Megan was very effective. She just had almost no talent in martial arts. She once had a disease that caused her to have poor control over her body, but this ability was easy to recover.
He gradually adjusted Megan's Tai Chi posture to the required level, stabilizing her body center of gravity, improving her balance, straightening her back, exercising her muscles and tendons, and combining this with abdominal breathing to enhance her cardiopulmonary function, promote blood circulation, and relieve her tense and anxious spirit.
These changes are subtle and gradual. The only obvious manifestation is that Megan feels that she has eaten a little more, but her stomach has no discomfort. Besides, she is in the stage of growth, so it is normal for her to eat more, and she also needs to absorb more nutrients.
Since Megan only takes leave occasionally and spends the other half of her time in a special children's care center, the Joker requires that she not appear out of place or eccentric, so when she is there, she only needs to continue her previous running exercises. When she comes back, Richard will lead her in training. As for Megan's night activities, they are also carried out selectively.
——Physical condition can be reflected in the spirit. When Megan's physical fitness improved and her personality gradually tried to be independent, she began to realize that in addition to her mind and spirit, she also possessed external power, which gave birth to more of herself.
She was no longer in a hurry to explore the outside world. Sometimes she would refuse Killer Croc and Robin's invitations to go out because she was lazy or just didn't want to. She began to understand herself and learn how to get along with herself.
She followed Richard's steps outdoors during the day and saw the world more clearly than at night. Richard would also provide her with humanistic and social interpretations, which broadened her horizons, deepened her understanding of the world, and expanded the boundaries of her thinking.
The inner self and the outer self are growing together, allowing her to thrive.
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