[Comprehensive] Happy to be a father

"I don't think I'm a person who is easily forgotten by others." The clown looked into her eyes carefully, and the words he said were both encouraging and vague denial.

He turned sideways, leaned on the table with one hand, painted himself into a white face, and showed his blood-red smiling lips stretched below the ears in front of the other party, and even deliberately used his fingers Pointing, he said, "Have you ever met someone like me?"

The face of the girl in professional attire was a little stiff, and she also felt her recklessness, the weird person who can make himself into such a look, he himself represents a way of thinking that is different from ordinary people, not to mention his obvious being The wound on the face cut by the knife, thinking of this, she quickly shook her head and said, "I'm sorry, maybe I remembered it wrong..."

The clown changed his smile, stretched out his index finger, and gave the girl a light hook.

The girl hesitated for a moment, but out of professional ethics, she approached slightly: "I don't know if you have anything else to do...?"

The clown let go of his hand, and there was a sound of a heavy object falling to the ground. The girl who was still alive before lay down on the ground again. Her clear pupils were full of inorganic lifelessness.This time the clown didn't use a sharp weapon, so there was no blood flowing out on the ground. He thought for a while, searched behind the service desk, and then used the red marker pen he found to draw a picture on the ground. "Smiley face" symbol.

This represents another murder for him.

He left here and continued to explore upwards.

……

The black-robed man in the monitoring room lowered his gaze somewhat uncomfortably. He was not feeling unacceptable for this murder after another. The world of the mafia is full of gunfire and death...but he Finally began to realize the strangeness of the place they are in now... This repeated restart like a continuous cycle has not attracted the attention of anyone outside the company, which should have been outside the most prosperous building on the Upper East Side , the night and the lights are the same, and the lights in other buildings in the distance are the same as usual, but there is no one.

There is no one, Gotham is empty and silent, the end of the street can be seen at a glance, and there is no one in the cars of various colors parked on the edge, it seems that even the sound of your own footsteps can continue to echo in the entire city , all the prosperity and brilliance are just a dead curtain, and what comes surging is empty loneliness and a great panic.

It is the bewilderment of human beings when they cannot find the same kind.

This is also the reason why the clown turned around. After leaving Hicks' building, he walked four streets and ignored two red lights, but he didn't go far. At the next turn, he He suddenly turned around and went straight back to where he left.

"Welcome~" The girl at the front desk bowed with a smile among the bright red smiley faces. She blinked at the strange appearance of the clown who pushed the door and walked in, and then said very naturally: " Is there anything I can do to help you?"

The clown also blinked, and suddenly asked an irrelevant question: "How many 'smiley faces' are there?"

The girl said with some discomfort: "There are about thirty or forty of them. I don't know what's going on. When I came to work tonight, I saw this prank. I wanted to wipe them all off, but I just can't wipe it off..."

"That's because I've killed you 34 times," the clown said maliciously, "Every time I kill you, I'll make a mark on the ground. What your memory tells you is wrong. You didn't These patterns that you only discover after you go to work, you just stand up again and again on these patterns."

The girl froze for a moment, as if she couldn't accept these words, she quickly laughed: "Sir, please stop teasing me..."

"I've been waiting for your 'wake up'," the clown said blankly, "Your performance made me think that although you have no memory of what happened before, you were still left with traces, so I thought you could With the accumulation of injuries time and time again, I can recall how you were killed by me again and again in completely different but equally painful ways."

The girl stared at him with wide eyes, as if she was looking at an extremely dangerous mental patient, and also as if she had really awakened some absolutely taboo memory...

"But up to now," the clown said, "still nothing has changed."

The girl at the front desk who heard the disappointment from the other party's words opened her mouth. She felt that she should refute him, but she didn't say a word in the end.

"Yes, that's what it looks like," the clown sneered, "It's always like being able to 'awaken' from it."

"Then, girl," the clown deftly pushed away the blue signature pen placed on the countertop, took out a black pen from the leftmost side of the workbench, and turned it in a circle: "I After so many 'adventures', I have obtained all the information I can get about Hicks Corporation, but have not found any, and now, what I want to know most is what you have, All the news about the man 'Lane Hicks' . . . "

He came here for this goal, and he knew that the young master of the Hicks family was at the top of the company...but so far, he hadn't even seen him.This was originally the biggest anomaly.

"I, I can't..." the girl immediately refused.

"Yes," the clown finished what she was going to say next: "You can't disclose any personal information about the director of your company to a stranger."

He grabbed her by the collar and said these words in a very close posture, and she could even see clearly the terrifying slit on the side of his face.She nodded in panic, and then, the clown opened the pen and stabbed it directly into her temple.

He went upstairs again.

……

"What is your business with Mr. Hicks?" The girl at the front desk asked politely without losing her smile.

"I originally wanted to kidnap him," the clown replied with a smile. From his face, he couldn't see any anxiety of being trapped in such a place: "But now, what I want more is to kill him directly." Ya~"

"Why, why?" The girl's eyes widened in surprise, completely unable to understand the brain circuit of such a strange person.

"Speaking of which, I have to go back to the task I just received to get rid of his brother Langston Hicks." The clown was not in a hurry, he was sitting in such a place full of bright red patterns, As if he was about to hold some evil ceremony, he began to tell all the things he had done before coming here, and finally, at the end of this paragraph, he still couldn't help Some regretted: "Actually, I am going to hide him in a place that no one knows, and first hide the explosive|explosives in it that can destroy everything around him, and then call Langston Hicks Let him exchange the life of Batman for his younger brother. In the end, no matter which one of them wins the final victory, I will completely blow up the hole of the hidden underground factory at the last moment when they rush over. In other words, they have been busy, but in the end, no one can save them, and they can only watch people die, isn't that the perfect irony for them?"

"Why do you do that?" the girl asked puzzled.

"How can there be so many reasons?" The clown replied naturally: "I really want to pursue the past. There are many things in this world without reasons. Your parents gave birth to you, and they asked you Do you have an opinion? In this world, there are people who are poor and sick, why do they encounter those? There are more complicated ones, betrayal, robbing, stealing, persecution, all you want is just this Living quietly in this world, why do you have to be oppressed like this?"

The girl slowly opened her eyes wide.

"You who are closest to you still can't answer," the clown said seductively in a soft tone: "I really want to go to a higher level, why this world exists, and why this universe was born, It's not your turn to think about these things, I'll just talk about something that is directly related to you..."

"My next decision is to kill you right here," the clown said with a terrifying smile, "You want to ask why?"

"No," he shook his head, "I have no reason."

I wanted to walk into this building, or to investigate the anomaly I was in, but there was no need to kill people. I just killed people because...among all the possibilities, I chose it.

"Do you know Nietzsche's 'Superman' philosophy?" In the monitoring room, Su Ye turned his head, he supported his face, and closed his eyes slightly, as if he was looking at the scene on the screen in front of him, but also as if there was nothing It seemed that he suddenly asked such a sentence, and there was a faint interest in his voice.

There are some things that overlap in different worlds... But the man in black who has never paid attention to that aspect still shook his head.

"The food I carried with me on the trip was eaten up, so I went straight to the nearest convenience store to rob, killed the owner, filled my backpack, and walked on the never-ending journey again without any burden. Ahead," Su Ye said, "he could have had more other ways to replenish himself, but this is the only method that is the easiest, fastest, and most profitable for him. So he was able to do it all without hesitation."

"And he is firm and unhesitating about his own direction, and he can use all praises to praise him," Su Ye said: "The 'superman' Nietzsche mentioned does not refer to the powerful man in the metropolis." It refers to the superman who transcends the concept of good and evil, is absolutely free, self-sufficient, has no emotional demands on society, and is selfish. An existence with strong willpower without scruples and guilt. It is his denial of the Garden of Eden and the greatest manifestation of life."

"It's a pity," Su Ye said, "The clown's goal seems to have always been to make this world more chaotic."

"Then, what if I ask this?" The girl trembled, but she still asked very hard: "You want to kill, or you want to see the fight between Mr. Langston and Batman. something to achieve?"

"...Well, it might be chaos," the clown actually answered him, and he smiled exaggeratedly: "Gotham itself hides incomparable depravity and darkness, and I just hope Just to make it more 'beautiful'."

"So that's how it is." Even though her life was about to end, the girl who had no strength to resist still expressed her feelings, and she said with some relief: "Even if you are so scary, in fact, from the beginning to the end, you are just Just a loser."

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