Marvel's Agents of the Spear

1964年3月13日夜3时20分，在美国纽约郊外某公寓前，一位叫朱诺比白的年轻女子在结束酒吧工作回家的路上遇刺。

She shouted desperately: "Someone is going to kill someone, please help me." Hearing the shouting, nearby residents turned on their lights and opened their windows, and the murderer was scared away.

After everything calmed down, the murderer returned to commit crimes.

She yelled again, and the nearby residents turned on the lights again, and the murderer ran away again.

When she thought nothing had happened and returned to her home and went upstairs, the murderer appeared in front of her again and killed her on the stairs.

During this process, although she shouted for help and at least 38 of her neighbors came to the window to watch, no one came to save her or even called the police.

This incident caused a sensation in New York society, and also attracted the attention and thinking of social psychologists.

This phenomenon of so many bystanders doing nothing to save people is called the diffusion of responsibility effect.

This phenomenon cannot simply be regarded as a sign of people's callousness or increasing moral decay.

Because on different occasions, people's aid behavior is different.

When someone encounters a disaster, if only one person can provide help, that person will be clearly aware of his responsibility and help the victim. Because failing to save someone will produce a sense of guilt and guilt, which requires a high psychological price.

And if there are many people present, the responsibility of helping the seeker will be shared by everyone, causing the responsibility to be dispersed. Each person shares very little responsibility, and the bystander may not even realize his own share of the responsibility, resulting in A mentality of "I won't save others, others will save them" creates a situation of "collective indifference" and leads to tragedies.

At this moment, everyone thought that someone would transfer enough money, but until the timer ended, only a small number of people had transferred a small amount of money.

Is it possible to end the game if someone shouts "Let me transfer money alone"?

No, this is an amusement park with a large number of people. One person's shout cannot convey information to everyone. The only effective way to broadcast is in the hands of a magician.

The more she thought about it, the more desperate she became. Ruolin looked as cold as ice and tried to think of a solution.

"What a pity." The magician's voice on the radio brought Fazer back to that terrifying night.

The so-called loser is still a loser after time travel, unless he has received a good family education since he was a baby.

This is the case with Faze. An ordinary college student on earth turned into a baby when he woke up. After showing a little talent, he was highly valued by his family and received a strict education.

With a vision far ahead of his time, and with the help of his family, he rose rapidly and created a series of myths. He became a face-blind young man from an ordinary family who was not interested in money, thought that Qingbei was okay, and 100 million was a small goal. .

The magician appeared at his peak. He used his excellent disguise to pretend to be a kind elder and distributed bombs to many children.

It's the same deadly game, but the rules are slightly different. Instead of paying $10,000 for a bomb, it's $10,000 for a life.

At that time

"Faze" Faze's face was in burning pain. Ruolin slapped him hard, bringing him back to the present from his memories.

"Wake up!" she yelled. Faze's eyes were filled with black energy, and an ominous aura was escaping around him, making Ruolin's body shiver.

"I'm very clear-headed." Fa Ze spoke carefully, trying hard to ignore the vague whispers in his ears.

"I have a way." Ruolin lowered her voice, "I just applied for funds. After this explosion, I will transfer enough money to the account to end the game at the moment the timer starts, so that the game will continue until When I’m the only one left to transfer money, the game will definitely be over.”

"Very good, you succeeded in thinking of the method he wanted." Fa Ze glanced around and saw that the clan leader transferred the amount of money that matched the number of people as quickly as possible, but the bomb still exploded because the clan leader did not save the pet's life. Count it in.

Don’t expect those who make the rules to follow them.

The male and female bullets in his hands were spinning anxiously. Faze felt itchy all over and couldn't help but reach out to grab them.

There must be something he overlooked.

He tried hard to recall that night that he had deliberately sealed away. The more he recalled it, the more confused his mind became. Weird voices kept chattering, making him unable to concentrate.

"Brother, brother, I got the last gift box. I am the luckiest."

"No, I want to wait until night to unpack it with my brother."

"Hello everyone, are you having fun at the amusement park? I'm your magician."

"What a shame." "What a shame." "What a shame." "What a shame." "What a shame."

The past and present are intertwined, reality and illusion are intertwined. Faze's fingers tore his skin open and was covered in blood.

A warm palm held his hand, "Don't think about it anymore." Ruolin stared at Fa Ze, "We will give him what he wants."

"I don't." Faze pushed aside Ruolin and went through her flying hair. He saw the child who got the magician's last gift box. The child was protected by his mother in his arms, while his father turned his back to them and carefully held the child in his hands. Holding the gift box.

They are afraid of bombs at their feet, so they can only protect their children as much as possible in this way.

Faze slowly but firmly put the male and female bombs into his arms and carefully estimated the distance.

Only the magician, only he is unforgivable.

Whatever he wants, Faze will take it away

Whatever he wants to protect, Fa Ze will destroy it

Whatever he wants to destroy, Fa Ze will keep it

Fa Ze will save the lives of everyone he wants to kill.

The radio voice continued, "What a shame. I had to follow the rules and activate the bomb. Countdown."

"Three" Faze rushed out suddenly.

"Two" Faze knocked away the child's father and took the gift box from his hand.

"One." Fa Ze held the gift box in his arms, curled up and lay on the ground.

boom

In the horrified eyes of the people around, the high temperature generated by the explosion burned the gift box, and the scorching hot gas flew away and swept around.

Many people fell to the ground, looking embarrassed, and only a few people were injured.

Almost all the shrapnel was nailed into Faze's body.

The father of the child who got the last gift box stared blankly at Fa Ze who fell to the ground covered in blood. If Fa Ze hadn't snatched the gift box away, he would have been broken into several pieces at this moment.

"Fa Ze" Ruolin shouted and ran to Fa Ze, wanting to do something but not knowing how to do it.

I could only stare at him blankly, just like before.

"hahahahahahahahahahaha"