Disqualification on earth x2

Palermo's Fountain Square is crowded with people.

Holding the phone that Mei Lin gave, Hua Jiang stood nervously beside the sculpture of a fairy holding a pot.Palermo's Fountain Square is also very famous, and the sculptures of gods and fairies are masterpieces of the Italian Renaissance—it's a pity that Huajiang is not in the mood to watch it.

Wearing a black suit and uniform skirt, holding a handful of green table tennis chrysanthemums in his arms.Standing at the appointed place, she glanced at the tourists coming and going to take pictures with the fountain square, looking for the "Gogol" that will appear in a minute or two.

Considering that the other party is a terrorist and felony after all, Huajiang still hopes to discover the other party first and control the other party first.

There are too many people in the Fountain Square. If the other party takes tourists as hostages, it will be bad.

Sicily is a good time for sightseeing, and the square is full of people.Hua Jiang stood on tiptoe to look at the crowd, trying to find a silver head in the crowd.

Ah... silver, no, not the old man.

That one too—it wasn't dyed either.

This one belongs to a lady, it's a pity, and it's not the agreed object.

Hua Jiang observed with great effort for a while, and it was inevitable that her eyes felt a little dry. When she couldn't help but flex her knuckles and rub the corners of her eyes, a hand suddenly patted her shoulder from behind her.

Hua Jiang's fingers subconsciously grabbed the dagger hidden in the ping-pong chrysanthemum, and immediately looked back.

On the steps behind her, a silver-haired young man wearing a dark blue cloak appeared at some point.As promised, he pinned a golden ping-pong chrysanthemum in his jacket pocket, and was smiling at Huajiang.

The clown on the data, Gogol on the Internet.

What appeared in Palermo's Fountain Square looked like an overly handsome Russian youth.

His hands were still wearing white gloves, and the part of the wrist exposed by the cuffs was pale, which reminded Huajiang of Siberia's ice.

Gogol is not like a Russian from a cold country.

His smile was bright, and his golden eyes were beating with a passionate flame of life.He looked at the stunned Huajiang, curled his mouth, and said slowly, "Hello."

Huajiang's fingers loosened from the dagger inside the bouquet.

She looked at Gogol for a while, then smiled, and said softly, "Hello."

Gogol couldn't help raising his eyebrows when he heard this, and said, "Well, isn't your name brother? You look a little different from those on the Internet."

Huajiang responded: "There is always a difference between reality and the Internet, isn't it the same for you?"

Huajiang looked at Guogol and said with sincere emotion: "You seem to be much more reliable than those on the Internet."

This kind of evaluation somehow aroused Gogol's nerves. He couldn't help laughing, and said, "Really? Thank you for the compliment."

He looked at Huajiang and said, "You look more indifferent than in the email. Why, am I so disgusting because I didn't help you unlock Qisan's last secret?"

Gogol squinted his eyes, feeling like reciting lines: "It's so cruel, Sister Xiaohua."

Huajiang: ...Is this to test your identity?

Thinking that she was facing a temptation, she endured the discomfort and replied softly to Gogol, "There is no such thing. Gogol... Brother, I am really grateful for your willingness to help me. The previous wording is also the same. I'm a little too aggressive, please don't get angry."

"Also...it's normal for people to have subtly different attitudes in reality and on the Internet." She pretended to bow her head shyly, and lifted the hair falling by her ears, but she was actually pinching her ears hard to let herself keep calm.

She continued to say softly: "On the Internet, because there is no face-to-face, you can always be more presumptuous. In reality, it's not good, after all——"

Hua Jiang raised his head, just showing his pinched red ears, pretending to be shy and said: "After all, I'm really not used to being with you face to face."

Gogol shook his head regretfully upon hearing this.

He said: "This is difficult. Since you are not used to getting along with strangers, why don't you refuse?"

"Is it just because according to etiquette, you have to show up when you have an appointment with me?"

Hua Jiang: "Oh?" She didn't understand why Gogol said that for a moment, so she had to reply: "Not really."

But Gogol wanted an answer: "Why is that? What restricts you and makes you come to see me even if you feel unwell?"

Huajiang: ...What's the situation with this person?

Just when Huajiang was hesitating, Merlin's voice came from her hidden headset.

Merlin, who stayed behind in Balian, discovered a flaw when sorting out relevant materials.He said to Hua Jiang: "About this 'Gogol', there is something I forgot to tell you. The most important part is missing from the information given by the bell tower servants—they did not write down his criminal motive."

"This guy's thinking is different from normal people. He pursues the bird of unlimited freedom. For this reason, he resists all the rules of the world, including 'moral laws'. Huajiang, you have to be careful, don't let him think that you have lost your freedom. broken-winged bird."

Merlin, who saw through the "existence" of Gogol not far away, looked slightly condensed, and he said to Huajiang: "He pursues freedom, and is also keen on liberating freedom. If he thinks he is a 'caged bird'—"

Merlin's voice was a bit serious: "You have to be careful, he will tear open the cage at will, throw the broken-winged bird off the cliff, in honor of freedom..."

Huajiang was startled.

The Russian youth in front of her had grown tender and compassionate.

He looked at her and said, "How pitiful, she is a child bound by the world. Why would Dosi think that a guy who is bound by rules is a god?"

The silver-haired young man bent down, leaned close to Huajiang, raised the corner of his mouth and asked cutely: "Are you really 'Magic Sword Maker Huajiang'? Didn't the illusionist come to lie to me?"

Huajiang's pupils constricted.

She said almost at the same time: "Do it!"

She had been transformed into a spirit, and the heroic spirit accompanying her immediately appeared, and the golden sword almost slashed towards the silver-haired young man's outstretched hand at the speed of the wind—!

It's gone!

Arthur was shocked, the palm that should have been on the silver-haired clown's outstretched wrist disappeared!

Before he could discover the truth, the disappearing hand had appeared silently behind him. Before Huajiang could warn him, he grabbed the young man's armor and buried him 30 meters deep underground!

Huajiang: "!"

She looked at the still gentle clown, and whispered: "...you know my ability!"

"I know?" Gogol shook his head, and he smiled, "I don't know. I just followed orders."

"My friend, he wants to see you. It's just that the people around you are in trouble, so I have to follow what he said and ask those guys to leave for a while."

Thinking about what he did to Arthur, Hua Jiang couldn't help but ask, "Did you stuff them all underground?"

The clown shook his head, he said with a smile: "I'm not interested in killing them yet, I just trapped them a little bit. The one next to you - he is really too dangerous, such a dangerous power, I should put it deeper A little better."

After speaking, he conjured another firearm from his cloak.The gun rested on Huajiang's waist, and the clown ordered: "Okay, now, let's get out of here, go to a place where no one will disturb you, and meet a new friend."

"You'll like him. He's the one who reads your heart the most in the world."

The clown supported Huajiang's shoulders and pushed her into a tourist bus.There were still many tourists in the bus, Hua Jiang did not dare to move rashly, so he could only sit with him and watch the bus drive to the port of Palermo.

The hidden headset in her ear was found out by Gogol, who seemed to have been prepared, and threw it out of the window.Even the button transmitter hidden on the body was found.

Gogol unceremoniously pulled off the third button on her uniform, smiled and said that Vengley's technique is really good, and crushed it with his hands.

He even guessed that Huajiang would make a fuss in the mobile phone he gave him, and discarded it together with the mobile phone.

... Fortunately, the opponent does not know the power of the heroic spirit.

There is a connection between the summoned Heroic Spirit and the Master.She could sense that Arthur was fine, and Arthur could sense her safety.

According to her agreement with Merlin, if she is arrested, Arthur's first task is to ensure the safety of the members of Balian, and the second task is to rescue her.Assuming that the silver-haired clown carried out the sneak attack when Balian and the others focused their attention on the fountain square, then everyone should be trapped near the observation point.

It takes about half an hour for the sightseeing bus to arrive at the port of Palermo. Considering the way the other side traps Arthur, it will take about half an hour for Arthur to cut open the fixed object and rescue Balian.

In other words, she needs to protect herself for about half an hour.

Silently calculated in my heart.

Huajiang was thinking about a plan to survive, and the young man had found all the transmitters on her body and destroyed them all.

He even asked Huajiang with a smile: "Isn't it very happy to get rid of all the feelings?"

Huajiang: "..."

Huajiang noticed that he was in a good mood, so he tentatively said, "You are not Guogol, I mean the one on the Internet."

Gogol blinked, and he said: "Why do you know, I thought I had read all the emails properly. Whether it's the title or the action, there should be no problem."

Hua Jiangdao: "Because the 'Gogol' in the email is a very manipulative guy, he asked 'me' to explore all the details of Qisan, a person like this will never think that getting rid of everything will be happy .”

She affirmed: "His happiness can only come from complete control. He does not pursue 'freedom'."

Gogol was slightly surprised.There was a pause in her fingers trying to check her hairpin.

He looked at Huajiang, and said with interest: "You know what I want, and can you also know what he wants?"

Huajiang said in his heart: Originally, I didn't understand what you wanted, but Merlin told me.As for the person behind your photo, I can actually guess a little bit through the email.

In order to stabilize the kidnapper, Hua Jiang analyzed: "He is an ambitious man."

People who are interested in Qisanhui probably want to destroy the world.

"—He may still have an obsession with becoming a savior."

Letting Merlin go, and not even exploring Qisan anymore, shows that his goal is not to destroy in the end.After destruction comes rebuilding.Coupled with the traces left by his correspondence with Merlin in the past, it is extremely possible that he pursued Qisan because he wanted to create a new world that he was satisfied with.

"—maybe still believe in God."

Thinking of some of the wording details in the email, Hua Jiang said in silence for a moment, "But I am not a believer of any sect."

"He just did what he thought was right."

Gogol couldn't help applauding.

He admired: "It's amazing. Back then, Tuo Si saw through me like this, and you saw through him again."

"I can't help but believe it, I believe what Tuosi said, and I believe that you are a unique alien in this world."

Hua Jiang looked at him and asked, "Why are you suspicious?"

Gogol couldn't help but bend his eyes, he said: "Believe in friends is the rule set by this relationship. Why do you follow the rules to 'believe'? In the face of unknown facts, shouldn't questioning be an expression of freedom?"

"Trust is just an illusion woven by self-restriction, and doubt is the true embodiment of self and human beings." Gogol slowly explained his thoughts to Huajiang, "You said it too, I pursue freedom."

Huajiang: This sounds weird, but according to this logic...

She couldn't help but said to the kidnapper: "Then, helping a friend is also a so-called compromise that is trapped by emotions. Since you are pursuing freedom, why do you help him kidnap me?"

"According to the theory of freedom, you should resist his control over you." Huajiang said seriously, "You should let me go."

Gogol said, "...?"

Huajiang just followed the other party's logic and said it casually, but he didn't really expect the other party to let it go.But the young man thought about it, and after careful consideration, he raised his gun to Huajiang.

Gogol said seriously: "You are right, I should kill you."

Huajiang: "?"

The silver-haired young man was very serious: "Tuo Si wanted to get you. As his friend, I not only failed his expectations, failed to bring you back, and even killed you, making his plan come to naught. I also broke free from the shackles of emotion."

Huajiang: "No - don't you think what I just said is absurd?"

Not only did Gogol not feel it at all, he was also very grateful for waking up his Huajiang.

He said softly: "As a thank you, I will send your body back to Balian properly. Please rest assured."

Huajiang: "..." No way!

Seeing that the other party really planned to pull the safety catch and shoot, Hua Jiang had no choice but to say: "Wait, wait a minute!"

Gogol had a puzzled expression, and he didn't let go of his hand holding the gun, but he still gave Huajiang a chance to speak.

Huajiang took a deep breath, looked at Gogol and said sincerely: "You are a bird pursuing freedom, right?"

Gogol tilted his head, but he did not refute.

Huajiang continued following this point.

She was sincere and pious, like a lost lamb seeking help from the Lord, she asked the free priest Gogol.

"Excuse me, what is freedom?"

"Since I am about to die to fulfill your freedom, can you tell me what kind of sky I am dying for?"

Few people want to know what freedom is in Gogol's heart.

Even Dostoevsky never really asked.

He looked at Huajiang with warmer eyes, and told him, "It's liberation. I want complete liberation. Not just from this society, but also from the morality and emotion of being a human being."

"I want my true 'self', free from any manipulation, free from any influence."

true self.

What is the real self?

The reason why human beings are human is that they are completely different from animals in sociality.Self-discipline enables human beings to form a society, and society urges human beings to pursue freedom.

What is it like to want to be free from society, and what is it like to want to destroy emotions?

Huajiang couldn't imagine it.

But this does not prevent her from saying: "So that's the case. So please forgive me for asking the same question again. Since you are against morality, then you decide to kill me. If it is against morality, does killing constitute the rightness in your heart? Since it is also The so-called 'correctness', how can such correctness be confirmed as a real self-choice, rather than a false illusion of liberation woven by pain?"

Gogol: "..."

Huajiang continued: "There is also the feeling that you decided to resist. Is it because of thinking that you decide to resist feelings, or that feelings decide to destroy yourself? If it is thinking that decides to destroy feelings, are you being manipulated by thinking? If it is feelings that decide to self-destruct, So is your behavior still free from emotional manipulation?"

Gogol: "...?"

Huajiang's sophistry: "As long as human beings live, thinking cannot be stopped."

"Compared to other people's hell, the mind that has been thinking continuously since birth is hell. How can a person resist his own mind? Even the soul is manipulated by it."

"Human beings are imprisoned by the prison called 'thinking' from birth. If you want to pursue the true self and true freedom, compared to the so-called society, morality, and emotion-submit to the instinct of thinking, and succumb to the instinct of thinking. The thinking life is the greatest hindrance."

"Man is born a prisoner. Because the greatest enemy of freedom is thinking itself."

"Mr. Gogol, please answer me. What kind of freedom are you pursuing?"

Gogol blinked.

The silver-haired young man turned the gun, and he faced his own temple.

He smiled and said, "Death. It seems that only death is true freedom."

Huajiang: "...?"

Oops, I said the wrong thing!