[Detroit] No Paradise

Chapter 23 Spiral

Before he knew it, Joshua fell asleep again.

When he woke up again, there was silence around him, and the sun shone in through the porthole.He slept for so long regardless of day and night, and his energy recovered a lot, but he didn't know what time it was, so he stood up from the bed.

Out of the corner of his eye, he caught sight of a note on the bedside, and Joshua reached out to pick it up.There is a line of words written on the note, the handwriting is beautiful and neat, and the strokes are even, just like it was printed:

Joshua: Jericho is out and about.Water and food are on the table, remember to take medicine. — Marcus

Joshua glanced at the table. There were mineral water and some bagged bread on the table, and there was a medicine bottle next to it. He picked it up and took a look. It was anti-inflammatory medicine, and he didn’t know how Marcus put it Got this prescription drug.

For the sake of his own health, Joshua still took two pills and drank a few sips of water, but he didn't eat the bread. He really had no appetite.

After pushing open the door and going out, he found that there was an empty hall outside the door. The hall was full of traces of people's activities, but there was no one there at the moment.

After walking around the hall twice and moving his limbs, a boy's voice suddenly sounded behind him:

"You... hello?"

Joshua turned his head and saw a little boy with a dirty face standing beside the container, looking at him timidly.

He froze for a moment, he didn't expect that there would be children in this place.When he saw the LED light on the forehead of the little boy, he immediately understood that this was a bionic child.

"You are the human they say, right?" the little boy asked cautiously.

Joshua walked towards the little boy. The little boy was obviously a little scared, but he still mustered up the courage to stand where he was and didn't back down.Joshua squatted down in front of him, looked at him, and smiled: "Yes, what's your name?"

"Ivan." The little boy replied.Because he had been hurt and abandoned, he was afraid of humans, but Marcus said that this human was a good person, and...he didn't feel anything that frightened him in this human.

"Are you the only one left in Jericho?" Joshua asked.

"Sister Lucy is here too," Ivan said.

Children, the disabled and the sick, this is leaving behind the old, the weak, the sick and the disabled.Joshua asked, "What did they do?"

"Marcus said... to parade|walk."

tour|line?

Joshua touched Ivan's head: "Thank you, Ivan."

He stood up, but Ivan reached out and grabbed the corner of his clothes: "Big brother, do you want to leave here?"

Joshua turned around, hesitated, and nodded.

He didn't want to stay here forever and do nothing. Although there was food and water here, and the environment was fairly warm, Joshua always felt like he was being pressed down by something. It will only make him more uncomfortable.At least it's good to go outside for some air.

"Then do you want to come back?" Ivan asked.

Joshua nodded.

"Marcus said, if you want to go out, let me give you this." Ivan took out a small piece of paper from his pocket and handed it to Joshua. Joshua took a look and smiled slightly. Startled.

On the piece of paper is a thin film of fingerprints used to fake identity information, with this, he can take some public transportation facilities.

Marcus was really thoughtful, Joshua smiled and put the fingerprint film in his pocket.This really helped him a lot.

He was about to leave, but Ivan held on to his clothes, and Joshua asked patiently, "What's wrong?"

Ivan stared at a pair of big eyes, and there was some fear and worry in those eyes: "Big brother, it's not something dangerous, right? Why didn't they take me there?"

Joshua was silent.

Is it dangerous?If a group of human beings parade in the streets because of unfair treatment, then generally speaking, it is not dangerous at all, and they can even recover their due rights because of the parade; but a group of bionics parade in the streets |Okay, to some extent it can be regarded as a suicide act, human beings will not have the slightest kindness to them because of their similar appearance.

Maybe Marcus knew it himself, but he chose this path, and even though he had to make countless sacrifices along the way, he had to walk to the end step by step.This is the awareness he must have as a revolutionary leader.

Joshua smiled, knelt down and patted Ivan's head: "Don't worry, you have to trust Marcus and the others, take care of your home here, and wait for them to come back. Be brave, it's okay."

He couldn't tell the kid that parading wasn't dangerous, and he didn't want to trick the kid.

Ivan didn't get the answer he wanted, but Joshua's encouragement obviously had some effect. He nodded vigorously: "I will take care of my family. If bad people come in, I will beat them away!"

Joshua rubbed Ivan's hair vigorously, and nodded with a smile.

……

Joshua came to the deck along the dim walkway, and he glanced at the surrounding scene, the abandoned factory building and ferry, and the ferry Jericho stained white in the flying snowflakes—this is really a perfect scene. Who would have thought that the stronghold of the anomalous bionics would be on an abandoned ship?

It's just that this scene is a bit too dilapidated and desolate, the surroundings are silent, and there are no people living there, as if they have been abandoned by this world.

Joshua went down the steps. The ship was big, and it took him a long time to get to the shore.There are some neat footprints on the shore, so neat that the distance between each step is the same, obviously the footprints of bionic people.But these footprints have been buried by snowflakes, leaving only a little trace. Joshua squatted down and took a look, guessing that Marcus and the others should have been walking for four or five hours.

He walked aimlessly along the road for an unknown amount of time, and finally got out of this deserted area and walked along the street to Ferndale Station.Most of the houses on this road are very old, and there are even many dangerous buildings. The walls are covered with various graffiti of unknown meaning. There are scattered people begging on the street, and pedestrians are in a hurry. This cold Feng Zhong didn't want to stay for even a second, let alone stop to give to others.

Joshua got on the bus, found a seat at random and sat down.

He didn't know the route of the bus, so he stared out the window in a daze along the way, looking for a suitable place to get off.The bus drove slowly, passing many places Joshua was familiar with, and even the Detroit Police Station.

Seeing the Detroit Police Department, Joshua suddenly thought of Hank.

It's been a long time since I saw Hank. He missed this guy a little bit, so he got out of the car at an intersection near the Detroit police station.Based on what he knew about Hank, this guy should not be at home or in his office now, most likely he is sitting in the bar.

The bar that Hank likes to go to seems to be called...Jimmy's Bar?

Turning his head to look at the signboard of Jimmy's bar protruding from an alley, Joshua walked towards the alley, pushed open the door that said "Bionics and dogs are not allowed inside", and glanced inside the door .

Hank's white head met Joshua's eyes at a glance, and he laughed, as expected.

It’s just that at this moment Hank is drinking all the wine, and his whole body exudes a black aura of “I’m in a bad mood”, which makes no one except the boss in the area with a diameter of three meters centered on him. set foot.

Joshua walked over and sat down beside him.

Hank turned his head to see who was so ignorant that so many seats in the bar insisted on sitting next to him, but he saw a familiar face.He froze for a moment: "Jo... Joshua?"

Joshua smiled and said, "Hey, Hank."

He thought that Hank would beat him up. After all, Joshua had done a lot of things against the police, and Hank looked like he had drunk too much. It is not surprising to do anything with alcohol.But who knew that Hank just glanced at him, then sighed, and lowered his head to drink again.

"...What's the matter, Hank?" Joshua asked a little worried.

That's not like Hank's style.

"It's nothing." Hank said vaguely, and after a while, he suddenly turned his head to look at Joshua, and asked, "Where did you go these days? You didn't starve to death outside, it looked like you were starving to death." Almost, the smell is bad enough."

Joshua shook his head with a wry smile, ordered a glass of high-alcohol spirits, raised his head and took a sip into his stomach. The hot heat spread from his stomach to his limbs, slowing down the cold he had just suffered outside. Remove it slowly: "Yeah, it's almost there."

He really almost lost his life outside.

"You're lucky, damn it..." Hank scolded, "The wanted list hasn't been revoked, you'd better be careful."

"You are also a policeman, won't you arrest me?" Joshua raised his eyebrows.

"Fuck you, I don't want to do it anymore." Hank whispered.

Joshua was startled, but didn't answer.

The owner of the bar turned the TV to the news channel, and the news about the android parade|parade was being broadcast on the screen. Both Joshua and Hank looked up.

"The current situation has temporarily stabilized. The police have controlled the block and killed some abnormal bionics. In this parade of bionics, they did not use any violent means, and there were no casualties on the human side. The abnormal bionics Marcus, the leader of the people, is still at large..."

"Damn bionics..." Hank took a sip of his muffled wine and muttered. "Damn machine."

Joshua was still watching the parade picture displayed on the TV screen, and he was slightly relieved to hear that Marcus was fine.

"Joshua...do you think what you have done is worth it?" Hank asked suddenly.

"Huh?" Joshua looked away from the TV and looked at Hank.

"I mean, if you help these bionics, you don't even want your own life." Hank's tone was a little low. He kept his head down and couldn't see his expression clearly, but he could guess that he must be in an extremely depressed mood now. "Is it really worth it? For these machines."

Joshua had never heard him speak in this tone before. He frowned and asked, "Hank, what's wrong with you? What happened?"

"... Connor and I went to Kamsky's house this morning." Hank paused, "You know Kamsky, right?"

Joshua froze for a moment when he heard Connor's name. After a while, he realized that Hank was asking him a question, and shook his head blankly: "I don't know, who is he?"

Hank put down the wine glass in his hand, turned his head and looked at Joshua, his eyes seemed to be looking at an alien: "He is the founder of the artificial life, you don't even know this?...Forget it, anyway I thought maybe he'd have some clues about the anomalous android."

"Well...and then?" Joshua asked.

"That bastard, he..." Hank opened his mouth to curse, but after cursing, he was speechless again, and after a while he said sullenly: "I don't even know who to scold first, both guys are bastards, What the hell."

"..." Joshua drank the wine quietly without speaking.

Hank calmed down and continued: "That guy Kamsky did know some clues about the abnormal bionics, but this bastard refused to tell us directly. He gave Connor a gun, Let him kill a girl... that girl is also a bionic person, and he said that as long as he kills her, he will tell us about the abnormal bionic person."

Joshua handed the empty wine glass to the boss, ordered another glass of whiskey, and drank it down. After feeling a little drunk, he asked, "Did he shoot?"

"...I thought he wouldn't, Joshua, I thought he wouldn't. He stood with the gun for a long time, so long that I really thought he was going to give up." After a long silence, Hank suddenly squeezed Tightening the wine glass in his hand, he said angrily: "Then he held the gun against the girl's head, and just blew her head off!"

Joshua stared at the ice cubes in his wine glass without saying a word. He suddenly felt chest tightness, as if his breathing was blocked by something, and he couldn't say a word.

"When I asked him why he shot him, he told me..." Hank paused, taking a deep breath, as if trying to calm down a rage, "he said it was just a machine that looked like a girl."

"..."

"He said...he only did this to make progress in the investigation." Hank continued, his hand holding the wine glass was shaking constantly, his veins were exposed, as if he could burst the wine glass at any time, "he said He can do it a second time if necessary!"

"You told me you liked him, didn't you?" Hank looked at Joshua, who lowered his head, staring at the wine in his glass in a daze, "Look at something you like, Joshua ! A scum with no, no, any, feelings! A rotten machine!"

"Hey, relax, buddy." Jimmy, the owner of the bar, filled the glass in Hank's hand, "This glass is my treat for you, don't get angry, you see this little brother will be scared to cry by you. "

Hank was startled for a moment, then calmed down a little, put down his wine glass, and looked at Joshua: "...Sorry, I shouldn't have angered you."

Joshua remained motionless.

Hank didn't get a response, so he reached out and patted Joshua on the shoulder: "Hey, are you really crying?"

Only then did Joshua react, and raised his head and cursed, "Crying hell."

Hank saw that although Joshua's face was not very good-looking, and he was even a little dazed, but he really didn't look like he was crying, so he turned his eyes away and looked elsewhere: "...Damn, who knows what you kid is thinking Yes. Helping androids fight against humans, and fucking fell in love with a machine, and made myself into this ghost."

"Leave me alone." Joshua said a little self-destructively, "I think you don't even know what you're thinking. Don't you make yourself like this for a machine? Fifty steps are laughing at hundred steps. "

"What else is unclear?" Hank drank another glass of wine, became even more drunk, and spoke a little confusedly, "Who knows, forget it, if you don't know it, you don't know it, anyway, I Already resigned. I don't care what happens to that guy, he's just a machine, let him do his damn job. That's it."

Joshua asked in surprise, "You resigned?"

A police officer who was once so good, would fall to such a point.

"Ah, yeah... Anyway, there's nothing good about that place, I guess they're having fun when I leave. Jeffrey's grandson..." Hank muttered.

Joshua didn't know who Jeffrey was, and he didn't bother to ask. He probably was his boss or something.

"You know, since Cole left..." Hank took a sip of his stuffy wine and whispered, "My life is getting more and more boring and unseemly every day."

When Cole was mentioned, Joshua raised his head and looked at Hank with some concern. He knew that this would be a difficult hurdle for Hank.

When he first met Hank, the baby was just born, and he even held him—though the baby cried when he touched him.This led to Hank not letting him hold Cole for a long time, fearing that this fierce guy would scare Cole again, which also shows how much Hank dotes on his only precious son.

Later, when Cole grew up a little bit, Joshua taught him how to play guns with great interest, real guns, and proudly said to Hank: "When I was his age, I could hunt deer by myself", Hank K says you're awesome, then grabs a baton and nearly smashes the guy's head off - Cole's only five years old!Do you think everyone is as wild as you!

When Cole had the accident, Joshua was not in Detroit. When he knew about the incident and hurried back to Detroit, the child had been buried for several months. All Joshua could see was a tombstone and the black and white photo on the tombstone , and a distraught Hank and the bouquet he put on the grave where a little soul is buried.

That is, from then on, Hank seemed to be a completely different person, and Joshua never mentioned Cole in front of him, for fear of stabbing the fragile heart of this middle-aged bereaved man.

"Hank..." Joshua tried to comfort Hank, but he interrupted him mercilessly.

"I don't have any friends, you count as one." Hank continued, "But you like to be noisy and run around the world. I don't know how to contact you when I want to find you. Later, I don't expect to be able to contact you. .”

Joshua was silent. He really seldom contacted Hank. He had been living in a muddle these years, so he couldn't take care of other people's affairs.

"A few years passed in such a mess, until I met Connor, and I found something in him that surprised me... I thought he would cheer me up and regain my confidence in the world. Hank drank another glass of whiskey, and his voice became deeper and more vague, with deep pain and helplessness in his voice, "But he made me understand... bionics are made by human beings, and what they reflect is only our own. The image - selfish, heartless and brutal."

"Maybe I should thank him, he made me see the reality clearly." Hank laughed, but there was no smile in that laugh, only heavy sadness.

"Yeah, you're right." Joshua nodded, his tone was even lower than Hank's, "Dreams will always wake up one day, when you really face reality, you will think , It’s better to keep dreaming this dream forever.”

Hank was silent for a moment, then suddenly turned his head to look at Joshua, and asked nervously after a while, "What do you mean? You don't want to die, do you?"

Hank thought of this simply because that was his intention, and a suicidal person would always be a little sensitive about this kind of subject.He doesn't want to face such a hopeless world for him anymore, whether it's escape or relief, he just wants to reunite with his Cole.

And Joshua is different, he is not yet 30 years old, he is still so young.Hank knows him well, and knows that he has never really relaxed in his life. In his early 20s, he already had assets that could be squandered for a lifetime, and then spent so many years soaked in alcohol and paralyzed by nicotine, as if he had nothing to do with this The world doesn't fit in.Even so, Joshua has never given up on this world. He spends his life and youth freely according to the way he wants to live, and others cannot intervene and have no right to criticize.

He's proud, he doesn't look like a suicidal guy.

"Dead?" Joshua repeated, and then smiled helplessly, "Do you think I am alive now?"

Hank stared at him blankly, and after a while, he suddenly slapped Joshua on the back of the head, almost hitting his face directly into the wine glass.Joshua was caught off guard by a slap, leaned forward, and froze.

"Didn't you just lose your fucking love!" Hank yelled directly, "If you lose your love once, you will die or die? Then I have been lying in the grave for decades!"

Joshua was stunned by the beating, and Hank seldom beat him up. On the one hand, it was because he couldn’t beat him. On the other hand, the two also respected each other’s way of life. Although they often scolded each other, they seldom actually did it.However, this slap was really painful, and he couldn't recover for a while, listening to Hank's scolding in a daze.

"I really don't understand you more and more. I usually look free and easy. I can do whatever I want, and I can't stop the king of heaven. Why are you withering now? You have the ability to choose this path, but you don't have the ability Going to the end? I never knew that you were such a coward who couldn't afford to lose!"

Hank scolded heartily, feeling that the stagnant breath in his chest had disappeared a lot, he took a sip of wine to moisten his throat, but the strong whiskey made his throat even hotter, and he couldn't help coughing twice .

Joshua next to him didn't react at all. Hank, who was used to flirting with Joshua, felt a little uncomfortable for a moment. He turned his head to see his reaction, but found that his hand holding the wine glass was shaking.

Hank was taken aback, and immediately blamed himself. Did those words just say a little too much?

"that……"

He wanted to say something to make amends, but he saw Joshua suddenly raised his eyes to look at him. Those once bright eyes were all as dry as ashes, like the panic and confusion that had settled deep in his heart. Hope and despair spewed out at this moment, but no tears flowed because of the long-dried soul.

"You're right, Hank." Joshua said, he felt as if he was about to collapse in the next second, but his tone was unbelievably calm, "I just can't afford to lose."

Only this matter, he can't afford to lose.

Hank was overwhelmed by the almost tidal negative emotions in those eyes. He found that he couldn't look away, and could only look at Joshua motionlessly.

After a while, he sighed and stretched out his arms to hug Joshua.

Joshua froze slightly.

"It's going to be all right, kid," Hank said. "It's going to be all right. Just hang in there."

Yes, hold on a little longer.Hank told himself that even if it was just to avoid setting a wrong example for Joshua, he couldn't simply commit suicide like this.Maybe if you persist a little longer, there will be room for redemption.

Joshua remained motionless and let Hank hold him. After a while, his eyes lit up again, and he stretched out his arms to hug Hank.

How could this guy's current situation be better than his own?It's hard for him to comfort himself in this situation.Even if it's just to cheer up Hank a little bit, he can't be so depressed.

"Good," he said.

Only then did Hank let him go with satisfaction, and turned his head to Jimmy, the bar owner who was not aware of the situation the whole time, and said, "Two more whiskeys, haha." He turned his head and said to Joshua: "You are lucky, today I will treat you to the wine, and go to my house to sleep after drinking!"

Joshua could only smile wryly: "No, I can't drink any more, I'm a little sick."

The smile on Hank's face froze, and he endured and endured, so he couldn't beat the brat on the spot: "You come to the bar when you're sick? And you drink so much? I think you're insane, right? "

Joshua: "..."

Hank reached out and snatched the wine glass from Joshua's hand, and poured all the wine in it to the ground: "Don't drink it."

"Wait, Hank..."

"Don't say anything, if you dare to take another sip of wine today, I'll blow your head off!" Hank said angrily.

"You fucking listened to someone finish the sentence!" Joshua, who was choked by Hank's words before he could finish speaking, was also furious.

Hank glanced at him very delicately: "What are you going to say?"

What is more important to Joshua than the current wine?

"You just said that...that truck driver..." Joshua tried hard to recall the name of the founder of Mokong Life, but he could only come up with a general idea.

"Kamsky." Hank felt a few black lines slide down his head.

"Yes, yes, Kamsky." Joshua nodded, "You said he knew the clues of the abnormal bionics, how did he tell Connor?"

"I don't know." Hank said a little irritably, "After Connor shot, I turned around and left. Damn it, I couldn't stay any longer."

"Oh...Okay." Joshua was a little helpless, but Hank couldn't help it if he didn't hear it.

He always felt a little ominous, and the clue Kamsky said might threaten Marcus and the others.

Hank saw that Joshua seemed to be very concerned about this, he groaned for a while, and said reluctantly: "I heard some generalizations."

"What about?" Joshua asked.

"He seems to have asked Kamsky where Jericho is," Hank said.

Joshua felt his heart skip a beat, and hurriedly asked, "Did Kamsky tell him?"

Hank shrugged his shoulders: "Probably, that guy Kamsky looks like he knows everything. Since he promised Connor to tell him everything he wanted to know, then You shouldn't regret it."

"..." Joshua was stunned for a while, then suddenly stood up from his seat.

"Hey, what are you doing?" Hank was taken aback.

"...Sorry, Hank, I can't accompany you anymore." Joshua said as he walked out, "I have some important things to deal with."

A matter of life and death.

The author has something to say:

Joshua + Hank, double mourning, double unhappiness (dirt)

I played the ending of Connor's anomaly but Hank still committed suicide - Hank had low favorability, Kamsky chose to shoot in the test, and then the software instability barely reached the minimum requirements of the anomaly, so he could enter this line.This article is currently following this line (of course there is a protagonist, Hank can’t die)

I played this ending because I originally wanted to play the Hei Kang line, and all the inhumane things in front of me, but at the last moment, I was shamefully cowarded, and then went to the abnormal line, but his meow Hank still committed suicide, I...

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Detroit is a fucking depressing game

Oh yes, the abuse will be over soon, really 0v0

After Connor's abnormality, everything is sweet

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Thank you so much! !

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