Harlem pinched the edge of the table with both hands, and her knuckles gradually turned white due to force. She looked at Hong Fei's eyes turning very quickly, but her eyes seemed to be locked and could not be moved away at all. She asked in an extremely entangled and stumble tone: "I...I still don't know, should I be happy?"

Hong Fei's smile was mixed with encouragement: "Of course, have you been studying the problem of lack of empathy? I admit it, it means that your research is correct and your theory is not a problem."

Harlem's eyes lit up: "Yes, you're right, my theory is not wrong, I'm right...ah!" Suddenly, she hugged her head and screamed in pain.

The laughter of the "clown" on the side has completely turned into a female voice, and its image is flickering back and forth between men and women, and colorful spots of light burst out like a screen.

Harlem screamed with a headache, and his figure flashed with uncertainty, and the relationship between the two was undoubtedly revealed.

Hong Fei turned his head and blew at the brightly colored mosaic. A thin golden mist filled it with wrapping it up. The mixed crazy laughter disappeared instantly, and its body on the changing roof immediately condensed.

Harlem sat opposite him with sweat and gasping for a sudden breath. The whole room began to shake. Cracks began to appear on the ground, walls and ceiling. Beams of light came out of the gap, and wisps of dust and building debris fell on top of his head.

This is a sign that the dream is about to end.

Hong Fei shook his head, Hong's power spread out from his body, the dream quickly stabilized, and the power poured into Halin's body to help her eliminate the additional influence, and at the same time injected new energy into her spirit, which made Halin's expression quickly recover, the cold sweat on her forehead disappeared, and a moan was unconsciously released from her slightly opened mouth.

After a while, Harlem put down his hands holding his head, his slender eyelashes trembled slightly, and his eyes slowly opened.

When she saw the human-shaped mosaic that was imprisoned and blocked, her pupils were shocked: "What's wrong with this...?"

Hong Fei said softly: "No, do you know you're dreaming?"

“What…what?”

"This is a dream..."

"Dream?"

"Well, you're in your dream, everything you see...sorry, you should understand the dream better than me?"

Harlem's brows loosened and tightened, and he said while thinking, "Yes, I understand, but... how is this possible? If this is a dream, then are you?"

"Me? Who do you think I am, or, what am I?"

"You..." Harlem took off her glasses, and the world in front of her was not blurred, but became clearer.

She stood up, reached out to touch the table, papers, and touched her clothes and cheeks again, "No, this is too real, this is not a dream."

Hong Fei shook his head slowly, spread his palms backwards, and a sharp and cold dagger slowly emerged from his palms.

Grasping the dagger, Hong Fei turned to aim his sharp blade at his palm.

"No!" Harlem rushed up immediately.

Hong Fei reached out to stop him, and at the same time he held the blade with his hands and slashed it through.

Seeing this, Harlem shivered immediately.

However, the blood she expected did not appear. Hong Fei turned his palm toward her and saw that there was indeed a crack in the palm of his palm. However, what was revealed inside was not a hideous wound, but a bunch of white light.

Soon, the crack was restored at a speed visible to the naked eye, and there was no trace of the knife on the palm.

Hong Fei threw the dagger out.

Harlem rushed to catch it.

"You can try it." Hong Fei said.

Harlem looked down at the sharp blade and the tip of the knife, and the shock in his eyes had not subsided.

However, her next move was really hard to understand.

I saw him holding the dagger in his hands and aiming it at the heart, and then stabbed it without hesitation!

Harlem's face changed, her brows suddenly tightened, and then she slowly lowered her head and pulled the dagger out of her body inch by inch.

There is no blood, no pain, only the abnormal white light that blooms.

Harlem smiled suddenly: "Is it true, am I really dreaming?"

Hong Fei's eyes twitched: "That's right."

This woman, even if she still acts normally, is not short of madness, exaggeration and radicalism. Hong Fei thought that at most she would just grit her teeth and tremble and cut her fingers.

Harlem pulled out the dagger, looking at the clean blade with a hint of excitement in his eyes, "This feeling is so wonderful. I have had such energy before and knew that I was dreaming, but I still find it difficult to control myself in my dream to do what I want to do."

"Now you can."

Harlem looked up at Hong Fei: "Who are you?"

Hong Fei was about to speak, but Harlem suddenly replied: "I understand, you are my subconscious, but why did you become someone else's? Wait, don't talk, let me think about it myself..."

As she said that, she walked towards Hong Fei, placed the dagger on the table, holding his face and looking at each other with her eyes.

After staring for a moment, Harlem blinked suddenly, his cheeks flushed slightly: "Oh my God, it's so real, it's the same touch. Do I have that clear impression of him?"

Hong Fei turned his head, Harlem rode directly on his legs, and at the same time he wrapped his arms around forcing him to turn his head.

Looking at each other at a very close distance, Harlem kept saying, "My subconscious, do you want to tell me I'm right, right? I also think I'm right. I said I should pay attention to New York before, so just a few days later, the Federal Reserve Bank was robbed, which was simply unimaginable in the past. If you lack money, the robbers usually choose other banks, because it is less difficult, and they have the courage and confidence to do so, but they don't. But what's more amazing is that a robber was suddenly arrested by a trainee police officer this afternoon. Do you know what I was thinking when I saw the news? My heart beat a little harder, and I know he was a trainee police officer, and I'm sure he was 100% him.

My emotions are very complicated, and it is the same until now. On the one hand, I am very scared. When he came to do psychological counseling, he did not show any criminal tendency. I know he is a psychology graduate student, but I don’t think he can cover up anything in front of me, but now I see him covering up a lot of the truth. I am afraid that I will not be able to cover up myself next time I meet. Will he kill me to silence me?

On the other hand, I don’t know why I suddenly felt excited because he did something that no one in the world had done before, and I thought that that was really cool. I doubt that I was abnormal and I should condemn him, but when I was alone, I suddenly thought that if he could take me there, I was really crazy. And now I am the only person on the whole earth who knows that he is a robber and a policeman. This is the only secret. I like the feeling of sharing secrets, so I am even ready for the secrets. Should I tell him next time I meet?"

Hong Fei was a little stunned.

He doubted whether Harlem was possessed by Spider-Man or Deadpool at this moment. At the same time, he felt that Harlem was indeed very talented.

There are many people who have come into contact with clowns, but no one has ever inspired her other side like Harlem. She is indeed talented.

Harlem suddenly stood up and pushed away, and she held her cheek: "It's so hot, subconsciously, can you become what I look like?"

"cannot."

"Okay, let's talk?"

Hong Fei nodded: "No problem."

An hour later, Harlem suddenly woke up from her dream. She quickly sat up and grabbed her hair, then pinched herself hard, almost screaming in pain, got up and came to the bedside barefoot, looking at the real world, listening to the wind, staring at the moon, she breathed a lot, the bright light in her eyes had been covered by complex thoughts.

In the sky, a black shadow passed through the clouds.

Hong Fei never thought he would stay in Harlem's dream for so long. If Hong Fei is a sober and rational person, both the clown and Harlem are the kind of people who completely go against the "normal" side from the human perspective.

Hong Fei even felt that without the "master three-piece set", he might not be able to convince Harlem of the so-called "subconscious" within an hour.

For an hour, his conversation with Harlem was very simple, which was about the different manifestations of the lack of empathy in the Joker and Hong Fei.

Of course, Hong Fei still doesn't quite agree with his lack of empathy.

Final result: Harlem will study Hong Fei’s specific situation more in-depth at the next meeting.

Actual result: Hong Fei asked Harlem to wash away his initial dependence on the clown, and at the same time restrained his crazy side, ensuring that Harlem Quezel would not suddenly become Harlem Quezel before Hong Fei didn't need it.

Hong Fei originally wanted to take the opportunity to check out his talent reserve, but he felt that he needed to look at superheroes to cleanse his soul.

Clouds.

Hong Fei did not rely on armor or used the Eye of Death. He just relied on his naked eyes to quickly adjust the focal length, locking the Batman standing at the top of the building with extremely clear image quality.

This was also the first time he saw Batman living in front of him.

His body is very strong, and his cloak dances in the air is also very beautiful.

His eyes were very deep, and it was obvious that the struggle with criminals in the past had honed his heart and will. He was not a rookie, but a Batman who had been famous in the music industry for a long time.

Batman's heart must be very complicated, so complicated that Hong Fei has no interest in studying his psychological situation in depth. If Harlem's research object was Batman, she would definitely turn into a Batwoman.

After all, people always say that Joker and Batman are two sides of the coin.

His biggest characteristic is that he is "not killing". Around this, he will have to bear various pressures and attacks, such as:

The evil clown slaughtered thousands of citizens in Gotham's terror activities. Fortunately, the righteous Batman locked the evil clown into the Arkham Asylum.

Today, the evil clown led a large group of subordinates from Arkham to escape from prison, and carried out terrorist attacks and killed countless innocent citizens. Fortunately, the righteous Batman captured him back to Arkham.

Today, the evil clown led a large group of subordinates from Arkham to escape from prison, carrying out terrorist attacks and killing countless innocent citizens. Fortunately, the righteous Batman captured him back to Arkham.

Such a cycle obviously cannot be said to be unreasonable, because it describes reality.

Hong Fei has read a lot of explanations, but he still cannot understand Batman's mood, because others are always one-sided, and more importantly, he does not agree with it.

He didn't think about going over and asking Batman what he asked, because even if what Batman said might not be true, his scheming was too deep, and his bigger characteristic was "skepticism" and always maintaining "skepticism" towards anyone.

As he looked, Hong Fei suddenly thought of an unethical joke.

What is six legs in and two legs out?

If he had told Bruce Wayne in person, he would have spent most of his life on the person who said it.

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It's really too immoral.

But sometimes I can't help it...
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