Chapter 125 Harley

"Oh?" Feng Bujue's surprise didn't last long. His rationality immediately suppressed his emotions. In a split second, his mind was racing, and he instantly deduced several possible chains of information. "This is interesting..." He leaned back in his chair and continued, "Since your husband's surname is Wayne, why didn't you call yourself 'Dr. Wayne'?"

"That's 'another question.'" Dr. Quinn replied, "You have to answer one of my questions before I'll consider telling you."

She wasn't stupid. She immediately took a page from Brother Jue's book of conversation tactics and put it to practical use.

"Heh... alright," Feng Bujue smiled, "Then... are you still going to ask me about why I remember where I come from, but don't remember my surname?"

"No, I've changed my mind." Dr. Quinn said, "I now want to know about your social situation. Please tell me the names of a few people who are close to you; like parents, wives, relatives, or friends... just any names will do."

"None," Feng Bujue replied without thinking. After a second's pause, he added, "At least in 'this world,' no such person exists."

Hearing this, Dr. Quinn looked suspicious. She immediately followed common sense to reason and asked, "Are you saying... that everyone connected to you is dead? Gone to another world?"

"I don't want to discuss this." Feng Bujue used a very blunt tone to decisively end the topic.

Because if he went any deeper, he would have to tell her that he was a "player."

Of course, Brother Jue could lie, but lies like that are easy to see through... It has nothing to do with lying skills, purely because "interpersonal relationships" are one of the easiest objective pieces of evidence to verify.

"Okay." Seeing the change in Brother Jue's expression, Dr. Quinn mistakenly thought she had touched some kind of mental minefield of this "patient," so she took a step back in a timely manner, and said, "It's your turn to ask."

"My question remains the same." Feng Bujue repeated, "When you introduced yourself, why didn't you use your husband's surname?"

Dr. Quinn hesitated for a moment, then replied, "Before I answer that question, I need to confirm something first."

"Say it," Feng Bujue responded.

"You've never heard of Bruce Wayne?" Dr. Quinn asked.

The reason she asked this was because Feng Bujue's reaction was too calm when she said her husband's name.

Although we know... Brother Jue was a little surprised in his heart, but he didn't show it on his face at all.

"Never heard of him." The next second, Feng Bujue replied without changing his expression.

This was where he could use his excellent lying skills, or rather, "acting skills"...

"But judging from your question, your husband should be a pretty famous person, right?" Brother Jue used this as an opportunity to come up with a counter-attempt to test her.

"Yes..." Dr. Quinn muttered, while looking down and writing something on the form.

Feng Bujue didn't need to look to know that the other party was writing conclusions such as "The patient has fragmentary memory loss of common knowledge."

"...My husband is one of the wealthiest entrepreneurs in Gotham, the United States, and even the world." After Dr. Quinn finished writing what she wanted to write, her attention returned to Feng Bujue's face. "Even though Bruce has always been low-key and composed, the surname 'Wayne' is still too ostentatious in every sense..." She paused. "In order to be more comfortable in my own social circle, and also to avoid some unnecessary trouble, I generally use my own name in the workplace."

"May I ask what your full name is?" Feng Bujue asked smoothly.

Although Brother Jue's heart was still complaining about the setting of Bruce Wayne "always being low-key and composed," now was not the time to dwell on the flaws. He had to seize the key points in the other party's words and continue to ask questions.

On the other hand, Dr. Quinn did not dwell on the matter that the other party's question needed to be exchanged for another question. After all, she had just asked a question for nothing, "You've never heard of Bruce Wayne?"

Therefore, she replied directly, "Harley Quinn."

"Hmm..." Feng Bujue listened and deliberately put on a thoughtful face.

First, he wanted to entice the other party to continue this topic in depth; second, he was indeed thinking about a suspicious point—this name "deviated from the setting."

Why did he say "deviated"? Because Harley Quinn is the name of the "Harley Quinn," but before "Harley Quinn" became "Harley Quinn," her name should have been Harleen Quinzel.

The "Dr. Quinn" in front of him was obviously not Harley Quinn. She was a psychologist, that is, "the Harley Quinn who hadn't met the Joker yet"... but her name was "Harley Quinn."

Although this could be explained by "different details in parallel universes" (most of the self-contradictory settings in American comics universes can be explained by this reason), and the script that Feng Bujue came to... was indeed a universe that he had never seen before, but he still faintly felt... that something was wrong.

"What's wrong?" After a while, Dr. Quinn continued, "Does my name mean anything to you?"

"Nothing much..." Feng Bujue probed again, "It's just a little concerning... 'Harley' is usually a man's name, and your last name... is also very rare."

"Yes, people often say that." As a result, Dr. Quinn just casually said this, and then said, "Okay, now it's my turn to ask, right?"

Judging from her reaction, the "suspicious point" of this name did not exist in the eyes of the person involved.

At this stage, knowing this was enough. Feng Bujue didn't want to get entangled with the other party on a question that was very likely to lead to a dead end. He still had a lot of information to find out.

"Ask away." Brother Jue adjusted his sitting posture again and quickly responded.

"Do you remember what happened before you came here? For example... what happened yesterday?" Dr. Quinn was now getting to the point.

"I..." Feng Bujue slightly shifted his gaze, pretending to try hard to recall, and after a moment, he showed a trace of pain on his face. "...I only remember some fragments..." He murmured, "Water... in a place with water... huge wheels, wooden boards, weeds, and... a pink elephant..."

As he spoke, he propped his hands on the table, held his head, his breathing gradually became heavy, and sweat also appeared on his face.

"Relax, Jack... breathe deeply." Dr. Quinn was deceived. In the face of Brother Jue's acting skills worthy of an Oscar winner, she had no chance.

"Strange..." Feng Bujue gasped for a while and muttered, "Whenever I try to recall what happened in the short term, I feel a headache and nausea, and the fragments that flash before my eyes... I don't even know what the logic is."

He was definitely talking nonsense... In fact, every scene and object he mentioned in that sentence just now was said after careful and prudent consideration.

Very obviously, a sinister plan had already been born in Feng Bujue's mind, and these "fragments" he revealed were the foreshadowing he had buried here.

"Do you want to rest before continuing?" Dr. Quinn was a person who abided by the rules and had medical ethics. Even though the pressure from the police was not small, she would not abuse the patient or make rash decisions in order to get the job done.

"No need..." Feng Bujue said, "I'm still okay..." He wiped the sweat from his forehead with his sleeve and squeezed out a smile, "Besides... now it's my turn to ask questions again."

"Hoo..." Dr. Quinn took a breath, and added a few strokes on the form, then continued, "Please."

"Hmm..." Brother Jue pondered for half a second and asked, "What do you think of Batman?"

As soon as he finished speaking, Dr. Quinn's expression changed slightly. Then, she thought for a few seconds before replying, "Although many people think he is a hero, in my opinion, he is the same as other so-called 'superheroes.' To put it nicely, they are 'vigilantes,' to put it harshly, they are 'outlaws.' It is undeniable that these people have made a certain contribution to social stability, but if people like them are not supervised, sooner or later... they will create bigger problems than criminals can."

Quinn's set of "views" was what most people in the upper class would have.

This was also very normal—people who live in the upper levels of society would naturally unconditionally support and maintain the existing social system, because this system was formulated and controlled by people of their class, and they are also the biggest direct beneficiaries of this system; any existence that had conflicts of interest or ideas with people of their class were objects they hated and tried to eliminate.

Therefore, in the eyes of the upper class, the difference between superheroes and criminals was actually not that big. It was nothing more than the difference between transcending the system and ignoring the system; the difference was that criminals could be "eliminated" by the system, but heroes could not, because the actions of heroes were usually supported by the people... that is, people of other classes.

So, the wealthy and powerful began to sing the "threat theory" and put forward the so-called "supervision"; but... what is "supervision"? Who should supervise? Wasn't it still controlled by the system that the wealthy and powerful had formulated themselves, which was beneficial to them?

This was undoubtedly very ridiculous.

People who succumbed to the system were no longer qualified to talk about true justice.

Because justice never compromises, what compromises... are just people.

Heroes never compromise, if they compromise... they are no longer heroes.

At least, that's what Feng Bujue thought...

Therefore, Feng Bujue didn't care about the content of Quinn's words at all. What he cared more about... was the other party's expression and other subtle reactions.

According to Feng Bujue's observation, the change in Dr. Quinn's expression when she heard the word "Batman," and the length of time she used to think about the answer, both indicated that she was only surprised that "Jack" suddenly turned the topic to the realm of superheroes, and had no other thoughts.

In other words... she didn't know that her husband was Batman.

"Speaking of which..." After a brief pause, Dr. Quinn continued, "You don't know the names of famous entrepreneurs, but you can say the names of superheroes?"

Her words obviously had a guiding tendency. This was to make Feng Bujue follow this direction to recall and say something.

"Ah... these memories are very clear in my mind." Brother Jue was also happy to further expand on this topic. "I can easily say the titles of ten superheroes and supervillains."

"Super... villains?" Dr. Quinn showed a suspicious look again.

"Yes, supervillains." Feng Bujue captured something from her tone, and he took the opportunity to say, "Like Riddler, Scarecrow, Toyman, Weather Wizard, Captain Cold..."

At this moment, the series of titles he reported was also carefully considered.

First of all, he avoided "Penguin" and "Two-Face," whose current situation had already been mentioned in the script introduction.

Secondly, he also avoided those villains whose titles were directly their names... such as "Ra's al Ghul," "Bane," "Lex Luthor" and others.

In addition, he also avoided those aliens and monsters who no longer belonged to the category of "criminals," such as "Doomsday," "Black Adam," "Solomon Grundy," "Zod" and so on.

There was also... he deliberately mixed in some villain characters who were not active in Gotham, but appeared in the stories of Superman and Flash in this list.

In summary, Feng Bujue threw out a question sufficient to test the timeline of this script and the relationship between different heroes without reporting anyone's name, but only saying a bunch of nicknames.

But what he didn't expect was...

"These people you mentioned..." Dr. Quinn's expression didn't look like she was lying, "...I've never heard of them."

"Huh?" Feng Bujue was stunned when he heard this.

"I've never heard of the so-called 'supervillain' either." Two seconds later, Dr. Quinn added, "A criminal is a criminal. Could it be that criminals can also put on capes, wear masks, and give themselves a ridiculous nickname like the ones you just said...?"

Until this moment, Feng Bujue finally understood why the opening introduction used their real names to call Penguin and Two-Face, and also understood why the narration gave those two such positive evaluations.

"So that's how it is..." Brother Jue immediately muttered in his heart, "Is this a 'DC universe without supervillains'..." He looked up at the Quinn doctor in front of him again, "All the villains haven't turned evil... are they all good people?" He then thought to himself, "That's not right... there are still many guys who were 'black' from the beginning... could it be that those guys also didn't come into existence or were whitewashed for various reasons?"

Just as he was thinking, a system voice that should have appeared long ago, but had been delayed for a long time... came at this time.

[Main Quest Triggered]

Almost at the same time as the first word sounded, Feng Bujue had skillfully summoned the game menu and looked at the quest bar.

The main quest in the quest bar was also simple and straightforward—[Kill Batman].