[Quick Transmigration] A report on the adaptation of an AI to society

You regret exposing yourself too much, so you say: "He is my eternal enemy." It's a righteous answer. It's normal. People always appreciate good enemies. This illusion can hide your real purpose. , but you still expressed your appreciation for the black sparrow.

The work of the FBI has no attraction for you. You just want to get closer to the truth of the year. In comparison, the identity of a perverted killer may be more suitable for you.But in these years, you have also been changed unconsciously. You are used to keeping restraint and calmness, carefully hiding the evil side of your soul, and only relaxing a little when you are alone. This has become your instinct. Maybe you will never It can't be that kid who crazily hated everything back then. You learned to be tactful. They thought you forgot, but in fact you just hid everything in a corner where they couldn't see it.

More than once in your dreams you come back to that horrible afternoon of riots, gunfire, tear gas, sticks, crazy people shouting slogans to kill every yellow skinned person.You are terrified and want to find your father—the man who is as tall as a mountain, he will comfort you when you cry, and throw you high to make you laugh.But this time you found your father in pools of blood, his eyes closed tightly, as limp as any dead body.

You know what, so you pick up his gun.

When people found you, you almost lost your mind, guarding your father's body like a little beast in a frenzy, shooting everyone who tried to get close.The victim's blood is spilled on your hands and body, your eyesight is blurred, tears and blood are stained on your face, but your gun hand is as steady as a rock.

You suffer from depression and there are a handful of pills waiting for you every day because you resist using hypnosis to forget everything.You know it's murder—even though everyone says it's just an ordinary racist riot, and they're only putting your judgment on a child's waywardness, but you see the corner of the murderer's lips in the crowd.So you buried your hatred deep in your heart and took on the mission of revenge. You didn't let any accomplices go, and you wanted to dig through this rotten swamp.But sadly, every time you're preparing for a meticulous murder, there's always someone who beats you.

black sparrow.Funny how you're enamored of this person whose murders are far more horrific and elegant than yours.He/she does what you want, so what do you do?Might as well kill him/her.You happily found a new target, a new enemy, and the fight with the Black Sparrow was the best reprieve from your monotonous life, so you're not lying in that sense, are you?

Life is so interesting.