Days as a Spiritual Mentor in American Comics

Chapter 4465 - 350: Research on Cats and Dogs (61)

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With this evidence, John could convince the police chief to investigate Shiller further. Since Shiller was an outsider, if he committed the crime, it would not be blamed on the police chief's mismanagement, nor would it affect the Yudon family's reputation. It would be a win-win result.

But this required Betty to point out Shiller.

To have Betty point out Shiller, she had to regain her memory. If it were Malafax, he would certainly do so.

Malafax wasn't stupid; he had seen Shiller when he invaded Gotham University. Although Shiller didn't show anything special back then, now seeing him here again, he would certainly realize he was not a simple person.

Being able to take advantage of this incident to give Shiller trouble, he would certainly be very willing.

But Ron wouldn't do that.

Having his mother killed in front of him, and being confined with the corpse for several days, this kind of memory would be catastrophic for any child.

Fortunately, someone hypnotized her, making her enter a dazed auto-response mode, keeping her from immediate harm. But once this mode was lifted and the real memories returned, her mental state and personality might collapse instantly.

Not everyone can build a High Tower out of fragments. Betty was just an ordinary little girl; such an experience could condemn her to spend the rest of her life in a Psychiatric Hospital.

Ron would never allow such a thing to happen, not just for his daughter, but because he was a righteous man, full of sympathy and empathy, who couldn't stand by idly in the face of such tragedy.

The real Martian Manhunter, after reading the truth from Betty's memory, had only one choice: to help her erase that memory.

You could say, if the John coming out of the door next didn't immediately point a gun at Shiller, he was surely the Martian Manhunter.

For Shiller, the indifference and cruelty in the hearts of the ruthless were like lamps in the dark, always easily recognizable from afar and distinguishable with simple means.

People often say, "The affectionate ones are always troubled by the unfeeling ones," as if the more wicked and unfeeling people go further—"Despicableness is despicable people's passport, nobleness is noble people's epitaph."

But in reality, psychopaths attract and consume each other, like greedy anglerfish, attracting other prey with their lights and following the light until they meet a more powerful monster, get devoured, and are completely digested.

Perhaps this is the main reason Human Society hasn't already perished under these madmen's leadership. It seems like the creator's mercy but more like an imm loneliness

in human society's own evolutionary immune System. In both sociology and psychology, it's a profound and wondrous miracle.