Chapter 97 Chapter 97 [VIP]
Megan tried to move forward, but Richard stopped her and asked kindly, "What are you going to do, Megan?"
This was on the platform outside the dilapidated water tower. If you were not careful, there would be a risk of falling. Could she be put down? Or because Richard wanted to confirm her condition, he had already got the result, so he paid close attention to Megan.
He tried to guide Megan to think for herself about the connection between her heart, soul and behavior. Even though this seemed too early for a child, thinking about this as soon as possible would be more conducive to Megan's self-improvement and faster acquisition of the power to protect her mind.
Richard doesn't believe that the Joker is a kind father. Megan's future is unpredictable with him. She is unable to protect herself, so she should strengthen her psychological and spiritual protection, otherwise she will be extremely vulnerable.
Richard believed the effects of the medication wouldn't last forever. If the Joker stopped taking her medication and ignored her, it would be a disaster for Megan. Could he pin his hopes on the Joker? Hoping he'd indulge in this clumsy family drama and continue caring for Megan? That was undoubtedly a fantasy.
Megan was stopped by his outstretched hand, but she didn't insist on going to the edge of the platform. After looking down, she suddenly made a "woooo" sound. This was also her playfulness. She immersed herself in it alone and gained the rare happiness she could feel and cherished it.
The child didn't think Richard's question was a difficult one. When she tried to answer, she felt her head was empty, with nothing in it.
Because everything happened naturally, because it was like that, so it was like that. When Megan's consciousness just awakened and she was still ignorant, no one taught her the rules and regulations. In the beginning, it was enough to just listen to the clown. Later, other people also accommodated her. As for those who ignored her, Megan would not remember them.
Megan wanted to say it was because she was a clockwork puppet, but her father had said before that she was 'disobedient' and that most of the time she would act on her own without instructions. She liked to 'do her own thing', even if it was just daydreaming.
She didn't remember how dull she used to be, having just listened to what the clown said. She also never realized how arrogant she was now. Even though she had done a lot and gained a lot, she still often fell into her own world and didn't think about anything.
Maybe she was moving forward just to do 'meaningless things', just like she often does, there was nothing strange about it.
She was confused, and although she didn't answer, her thoughts were all expressed on her face. Richard asked again, "What did you think of when you approached the edge of the platform?", giving Megan enough time to think again.
Is it her yearning for death that makes her keep moving closer to dangerous places, or is there another reason?
Richard keenly noticed the clue and thought it was the latter.
Megan wanted to say she wasn't thinking about anything, but then, meeting Richard's gaze, she felt that this question might be important. But was it important to Richard, or to her? She always felt cared for by others, that they all wanted to be close to her.
What expectations did they have of her, or perhaps they simply didn't want to ask for anything from her? Megan sometimes thought about this question, but she couldn't think about it for long and would soon put it out of her mind.
"Because it's safe."
She insisted on raising one hand with the palm facing up, as if wanting to high-five someone. This was her strange interpretation - she often saw mentally ill criminals high-fiving each other in Arkham, so she thought it was a friendly expression.
There was a thin ray of sunlight today, shining down from the sky, bringing a little warmth and making Megan feel fuzzy.
Richard gently high-fived Megan and told her in a steady voice, "Meghan, chasing danger will not give you the sense of security you want. It's just that someone gave you this illusion, and you believed it to be true." He revealed the truth to Megan that she didn't understand.
"Someone rescued you from a crisis, and you saw them as a lifeline, mistakenly equating danger with safety."
How ridiculous this is.
But no one can blame a child who is still ignorant. Megan doesn't understand those principles yet. Richard still said: "May your soul grow strong, brush away the fog, and find your true heart."
Megan didn't understand, but she had her own understanding and said very smoothly and naturally: "I love Daddy!"
The first outdoor class ended just like that, but Richard had finally realized what a crazy and unreasonable lunatic the Joker was. The more he understood the image of the "good father" he presented, the more wary he became of the Joker. If he had the patience to trick a child, then what about other things? He would definitely be more thorough.
Every time he escaped from prison and was arrested again, he was like a comedian, never tired of performing the drama of justice defeating evil. Even though he killed many civilians and police officers and his crimes were serious, his punishment was always just to be sent back to Arkham Asylum, as if the city condoned his and other lunatics' crimes.
Such a person is extremely dangerous. Even if his enemy is Batman, no one knows his true intentions.
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Megan only attended classes with her new teacher for three days before she started to go back and forth between the nursing home, the small building and the club. The frequent changes in the environment made her a little uncomfortable, so Arthur asked the nursing home for a long vacation for her.
When the clown finished her work and wanted to leave, Megan opened the door and followed him. She wanted to be the tail, but her lurking and tracking skills were not up to par. She was dragged out by the clown after walking a few meters.
He had a crazy and twisted smile on his face and shook Megan in his hand. She was held by the collar from behind, and her two hands grabbed the tight collar to leave herself room to breathe, but she was still a little uncomfortable. She couldn't help struggling as she swayed back and forth. One hand loosened the collar and slapped the clown's arm directly, and then he was let go.
Megan was still unsteady on her feet when she landed on the ground, and fell towards the clown, hitting the clown's arm with her head. Before he could react, Megan hugged his arm and didn't move.
The clown narrowed his eyes, smiled and asked, "Oh my God! My dear, not only have you learned to rebel, but you also tried to turn me into your slave." Look at this child, is he intentionally or unintentionally taming him mentally, trying to bind the family relationship between them?
He easily uncovered the essence of their relationship. The Joker raised her and thought he had control over her, but the fact was that as long as Megan received a "normal education" and continued to grow, she would become a kite that was out of his hands. No one knew what she would become, but it would definitely not be a good thing.
Megan also learned tricks from him. At the beginning, the clown gave her psychological hints and broke her barriers in one fell swoop when he found an opportunity. But now it is Megan who wants to impress him with her naive dependence?
This is a somewhat interesting joke. The Joker looked down at her condescendingly, and Megan was still holding his arm as if she didn't understand. She was so innocent and harmless, but the Joker thought she was a parasite, a natural master of disguise, with a weak appearance, but as long as someone reached out to her, she could always survive.
And that person was him. He didn't like someone sucking his blood, but considering the energy and effort he poured into Megan, he could still tolerate her. This was the damn sunk cost. Why didn't he realize how much he had invested in the beginning?
He pulled his arm out of Megan's arms, tapped the ground with the cane in his other hand, and stopped thinking about those questions. Instead, he pretended to be curious and asked, "Why are you following me?"
It was only a matter of time before Megan escaped the building without his instructions. After all, he hadn't interfered with Megan's education and had allowed her to play with Robin. This child would only become more and more naughty. He let her grow in any direction. As for teaching her to obey the rules and become a successfully socialized "lamb" like the others? He had no intention of doing that.
The world was too boring, with the same familiar villains and heroes performing every day. He arranged this little theater for her to play and make trouble as she pleased.
The clown waited for Megan to answer, but she acted calmly, with curiosity written on her face, "Dad, where are you going?" Her self-awareness had improved again. She used to just quietly accept the clown's arrangements, but now she would make small movements and take the initiative to ask him where he was going.
The tall and thin man laughed and reached out to touch her head. "My child, you are always like this..."
She learned how to change the subject and knew how to distract him and keep him from getting angry. The best way she learned was to act coquettishly, but in her gaze when she looked up at him, everything was sincere and clear, and she could easily see through it.
The Joker couldn't help laughing, and said in his intermittent laughter: "Okay, let's go back to Arkham today."
He held Megan's hand and patted her hand. "I know you miss that place very much. What is there? There are the garbage you picked up, the toys you got at the beginning, and there is also a shadow there, oh! The shadow of 'Joker'. And it is called Arkham, it is your cradle..."
The clown spoke illogical words as they walked around the corner and saw Nelson waiting for them in the car.
To reach the depths of Arkham from outside is neither difficult nor easy. The Joker always has a way, but this time there is no need to act. He enters through a hidden passage. Before he returns to the cell, the imposter inside disappears. Now he is the only Joker in Arkham.
Megan returned to her darkroom, but judging from her behavior, she didn't miss it much. She was still like before, liking to touch things everywhere. Finally, she took out her box, looked at the things inside and found that nothing was missing. She just looked at them and left it alone, without even taking them out to play with them.
Before she walked out of the cell, the clown warned her, "Go and have fun, but you can only stay here for one day."
Megan ran to the library by herself, but no one was there. Killer Croc and Grundy had already left Arkham. She could sometimes see Waylon, and Grundy had recently run to Metropolis. Megan played with the faucet for a while, then went to the greenhouse and received a hug and kiss from the dangerous and beautiful red-haired woman.
"Long time no see, Megan." Poison Ivy was smiling. She held Megan's little face in her hands and kissed her cheek. A snake-like vine rose from her feet and slowly climbed up the child's wrist.
Megan was also happy and leaned over softly, "Pammy~".
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