The famous detective in the comic world

Chapter 211 Am I Normal?

"Damn it!" Moonlight Knight cursed in a low voice, eating ice cream.

He ate too many raspberries and wanted to change the taste... He frowned while thinking like this.

Why would I buy two boxes of raspberries?
...Oh, no, it's a box.

I killed a criminal and snatched the other box from him.

Jumping in line and pushing children, knocking out grandma's dentures... This must be the death penalty!

... I judged.Anyone who refuses to accept it will not do.

Including the moon god Kongsu.

Moonlight Knight considers the crate of ice cream to be a trophy.

Of course it belongs to him.

Definitely not killing someone for ice cream.

I also killed people who did evil things because they didn't buy ice cream.

Well, today I also upheld justice in the name of the Moon God...

New York's scum is down by one...two, three...five...well, like five.

Oh, six.

On the way back, he killed a drug dealer.

Dare to sell addictive drugs to teenagers, I should have stripped your skin and hung it on a telephone pole, but those stupid reporters will just call me a psycho.

I'm sick, where do I look like a pervert?

Have you ever seen such a noble pervert in white clothes?
So it's six...

...oh no, seven.

When I was about to go home, I was robbed by a speeding party.I slit his throat, and instead of thanking me, the owner ran away screaming, because I made his wallet full of blood?

Cut...that's really rude, it's nothing to say thank you to me.

The average quality of residents in this city is getting lower and lower.

...but maybe I should pay more attention to the blood stain next time.

A lot of people care a lot about this.

Honestly I care too.

It was quite uncomfortable to be all white and stained with blood.

Luckily my technology can clean them up quickly.

Well, this is where Luna wastes.

Can't you cleanse yourself?
The moonlight knight, who has always had a lot of inner drama and scolded the moon god every day without worrying about being discovered, even dared to point at him and scold him, looked at the computer screen in front of him.

online TV.

It's an ad for a late night show...

……PSAs.

Captain America's.

He came out and told the children that it is summer and everyone likes to eat ice cream to cool down, but even superheroes will get stomachaches if they eat too much ice cream, so please pay attention to this problem and control your intake.

Hmph... who broadcast this ad?What a bloody mess.

Moonlight Knight, who was eating raspberry ice cream and had a real stomach ache, got annoyed looking at it.

How can any child watch your restricted channel in the middle of the night?

Or is it that kids today are watching this?
It should be like this.

Moonlight Knight rubbed his stomach and frowned.

A part of him thought Steve Rogers was right.

Another part thinks that the behavior of eating too much ice cream by oneself is worse than the TV station broadcasting this kind of content on this channel at this time.

Ah, not happy.

I really want to kill a criminal to relieve the pressure.

...but I'm doing an experiment now, and I can't get out.

Moonlight Knight glanced at the test bench.

Over there, the chip data and more detailed components of the reagents are being disassembled.

It's almost time to watch another episode to see new developments.

Thinking of this, Moonlight Knight sighed silently in his heart.

This is really hard on myself.

So I really want to kill a villain to have fun.

Moonlight Knight sensed his inner desire.

He decided to correct it.

wrong.

It's not about giving yourself a break.

But to make the villain feel better.

Hmm, this is good.

I am standing up for justice.

And by the way, give yourself—oh, the wicked ones a treat.

The more Moonlight Knight thought about it, the more unhappy he became.

Because he feels that punishing crimes makes him very happy, so it shouldn't be a problem, right?

He really hated the villains and hoped to save this rotten city.

What's wrong with being obsessed with killing criminals.

In other words, if you don't feel good, how can you continue with this dirty, tiring and psychologically burdensome work?
Not many people understand me.

One or two said I was perverted.

Where the hell am I looking perverted?My attire is at least the top three among the Avengers!
And you say I'm crazy?

Ha, ridiculous!

I'm very healthy, okay? !
I don't even overcook my BBQ offenders!

Very just right, my favorite medium rare!

And I don't eat it at all!

Just smell it?See if the craftsmanship has regressed, and what can be improved next time!
He also said that I am mentally abnormal, and you are the fucking crazy.

This town is full of madmen!

There are very few people as normal as me...

Tsk, is there hope in New York? !
As long as it is still occupied by a bunch of mind-blowing things, evil cannot be eradicated!

The Avengers are hopeless.They dare not subvert the old rules at all, and dare not let go.

I have to do my best...

I have to develop my own team... my own power.

We all have to be comrades-in-arms, they don’t have to act in the same way as me, but they must have the same philosophy...

Well, yes, the idea...

...I'll do it after I figure out how to explain this thing.Um.

At that time, it was estimated that the Avengers had already kicked me out... They didn't treat me as a friend at all...

Ah……

They didn't even add me to the ice cream card!
...I mean possible!But at least it's telling that you guys made me think this way, I used to trust you guys a lot!

Do friends have something like this?

Hey……

... What do you think of that kid and girl today?
Heh, heh heh...

Are you asking me?

Feeling good.

...They all have the potential to become people who can sever evil with their own hands.

But they haven't figured it out yet.

there will be...

There will always be something that you just can't stand.

Well, like me...

……

This road is not easy to walk.

I also kind of hope they don't make it this far.

People like me .

... maybe they haven't.

maybe ok...

No, it's impossible.

I've told you many times, it's impossible.

You think you know me well?
I fucking know you better than I know steak!

Don't act like you know a lot about steak!
Moonlight Knight looked at the sirloin steak ad that appeared immediately, feeling deep disdain in his heart.

...because I just fucking know steak.

And I also know that this kind of junk steak dares to call itself a boutique, which is an important manifestation of New York's hopelessness.

Capitalists really dare to say anything...!
Why don't all capitalists die?

...Oh, no, I am also a capitalist.

Soon, people will be so brainwashed that they can't tell the difference between a steak and a plastic shell.

At that time, people all over New York will die from eating plastic plates.

...And those who survived would not eat this kind of junk steak.

Moonlight Knight ate another mouthful of ice cream, deeply convinced.

(End of this chapter)