How to start Meursault

—I'm so friendly.

After trying to figure out what was going on, He Jian's first reaction was to let out a small laugh as if he had been choked.

Not only is he friendly, but he is also very considerate of others, even relying on his completely acquired empathy ability, he also sets all threat projects as unfinished.

Bruce here felt that He Jian had an inappropriate relationship with his other self, but the situation had not intensified to the point where he was ready to forcibly intervene; As long as he doesn't push the first domino, those traps will never be triggered; He Jian has indeed used his performance to soften the family in this world, but he never intends to do anything against them.

After all, in his understanding, a threat means not saying anything, and it works best only when nothing has happened.

He Jian felt that he had really been 'playing' with humans for too long, and forgot that the standard of the world line was not humans.

He used human standard empathy results to reduce unnecessary losses for the other party, and as a result, the other party quickly acted preemptively——

If he hadn't suddenly proposed a deal at this time, Angelica probably wouldn't have had the chance to wake up more than ten minutes ago, and would have just died in a coma.

That's right, when He Jian was busy designing to deal with the world line, the other party was probably busy dealing with him in turn. Whether it was killing chickens to make an example of monkeys, or enriching the background of characters with an insignificant tragedy, what did it matter?

Even if He Jian found out that Angelika was dead later, he would probably only be angry at the world line, and not feel much sadness himself.

Luca may have a good relationship with this woman, but Luca is just a non-existent character that took 10 minutes to make up. He Jian put on this mask just to try to be a very opposite person to himself.

Angelica's empathy, care and worry for Luca are like post-it notes pasted on the glass window half a meter away from him to He Jian. After reading the information on it, he will throw it away. to the trash.

"Acute epidural hematoma." Tim made a very reasonable judgment beside him.

Considering that Angelica woke up spontaneously after coma, this is quite reasonable, if this awakening is not caused by He Jian's 'demand'.

"Acute subdural hematoma." He whispered a possibility with a much worse prognosis.

Since Angelica is a member of his "Asklepius" script, she must be in critical condition, and it is too late to go to the hospital, so she has to be rescued by him.

He Jianwu cares about Tim, who is frowning and looking at him, and Bruce, who is standing behind him without saying a word, maintains his half-kneeling position on the ground, removes his hand from Angelica's wound, and gently stick it on her face.

"See you?"

Tim felt that something was obviously wrong, since He Jian suddenly laughed out loud after the injured woman was in a coma, but now He Jian is not in a hurry to send her to the hospital, but is concentrating and not knowing what to do. Even more weird.

——They did ask He Jian what abilities he possesses as a hybrid.The effect of skin contact should be to stun or sustain life, right?Why didn't He Jian pick him up and prepare to go to the hospital for emergency surgery?

He Jian, who was half kneeling on the ground, didn't seem to hear what Tim was saying at all, but just looked at the comatose body very seriously, as if thinking about something crucial.

Want to go up and see you at Lakaihe?Tim was a little hesitant. It seemed that the different diagnosis reported by Hejian just now had some basis that he didn't know, or was it better to let Hejian deal with it independently?He Jian should know what he is doing——

He Jian's Bruce, who had been silent since just now, seemed to have realized something, and suddenly rushed forward and grabbed He Jian and lifted him away from Angelica's body, with an expression on his face that seemed absolutely outraged.

"What did you do!" Bruce growled under his breath, sounding almost Batman-like.

He Jian, who was suddenly lifted away, showed a very quiet and submissive posture, and his eyes did not move to Bruce or Tim at all.He Jian was still looking at Angelica.

A terrible possibility suddenly entered Tim's mind. He hurriedly squatted down and touched the artery on the side of Angelica's neck, but he couldn't touch even the slightest fluctuation.

The choked-up laughter came again from behind.

——It is possible that she died of her own injuries, right?

Tim thought with some panic.He Jian had absolutely no reason to suddenly kill people in broad daylight accompanied by them.

He Jian should not have this ability——

"You promised me." Bruce sounded very frustrated.

"That's right." Then came He Jian's almost cheerful voice, "I promised not to kill people with my ability, and I promised not to kill people under any circumstances, but you know, a promise is something waiting to be broken. "

Other possibilities were ruled out.

Disappointment to see Bruce was an expected outcome.

But to be honest, if He Jian didn't try to threaten the world line at this time, Angelica would have died, whether it was dismembered by a perverted killer or died of brain damage.At most, what he did was to restore the original ending and relieve the pain——

Not to mention it's not over yet.

He Jian ignored Bruce's anger on him, and turned his attention back to the body whose life he had just extinguished.

Because it had just died, Angelica's... corpse looked no different from being alive, it was still soft and warm.

This is the first time he has killed something with his ability.

It's not like he used to inject a certain amount of 'death' into other bodies to make them weak, but it's more like pulling something—like a silk thread—violently out of a puppet, Then tear off.

He Jian decided that he didn't like this feeling.

The feeling of the 'silk thread' breaking not only lingered in his hand touching Angelica, but also lingered in his breath, the corners of his eyes and the tip of his tongue.

Nausea.

Before spitting it out by himself, He Jian cut open the wrist of his left hand forcefully with a blunt table knife he fished out from the kitchen, causing the red blood to splatter all at once.

Warm blood poured over the still warm corpse.

"What's the matter, are you dumbfounded?" Throwing away Bruce's iron-claw-like hand, He Jian knelt down on the ground again, and casually smeared something around Angelica's body with blood. "Can you respect the only person here who has the closest thing to a medical profession?"

"Medical?" Tim was clearly in a daze.

"Restart therapy. Haven't you heard of it?" He Jian lazily scratched his hair with his bloodless right hand, "It's just a computer. If there is any problem, there is a 90.00% chance that it can be solved by restarting—"

No one responded to He Jian's joke, so he had to continue by himself: "Yes, Angelica is human. But unfortunately, I don't think her craniocerebral injury can be fully recovered through surgery."

Before whoever's 'that can't just kill her' came, He Jian had already finished drawing what he needed on the ground with his left hand, and his wound had almost healed.

"At this time, considering that I probably owe her something, I'm going to do my best to make up for it." He Jian glanced at Bruce, who finally came to his senses, "As we all know, you can't pray to 'death' The restoration of a living person—that is not His purview, but the complete resurrection of a dead person is much more appropriate."

Maybe Angelica just had her 'day' like any normal Gotham person, or maybe it had nothing to do with Hejian at all, and it wasn't something Worldline did on purpose.However, since there was a possibility that she suffered because of Luka, He Jian felt that it was best to do something.

Considering that his current world exclusion rate is rising like taking gunpowder, this is probably not the development direction expected by the world line.

He Jian can already go back, since he killed a person in this world.

But he just stared at Angelica, who was stained red with his blood, and began to pray to 'death'.

——I pray with deep grace in vain, please turn your attention to this innocent woman. She died because of me and suffered undue pain.I have arbitrarily pushed her to your divine kingdom, greedily and shamelessly begging to take back the grace you have given me, so that her eyes can see the sun again.

To this end, I will -

Very strong metallic smell of blood.Not only from the forehead, but also from the side of the face, the smell of blood came from all around the body.

The head...strangely doesn't hurt.It should be said that there is no pain anywhere in the whole body.

Could it be that she is already dead, so she can't feel the pain?

This result does not seem so surprising.

But why could she also feel the blood half sticky and half dry?The other sensations should have disappeared together with the pain.

Hmm... the eyelashes are also covered with blood, and it feels so uncomfortable!

Or try to open your eyes and see if it is hell around you——

Angelica opened her eyes.

What came into view was the ceiling of her own room, which was 100% correct, and the mold and stains were all in the same place.

In hell does she have to look at her dirty ceiling too?

Or, is this not hell?

Well, welcome back to real life in Gotham, which probably isn't much better than hell.

Angelica sighed, and crawled out of her bed, while thinking about how to wash off so much blood on it, she opened the curtains to let the sunlight that seemed to have just come out illuminate the room.

She took a shower and washed the blood off her body completely, and found that there was no wound on her head, nor anywhere else.

No wonder the head doesn't hurt at all.Angelica couldn't see anything wrong except that she felt a little hungry.

In the end what happened?She couldn't remember anything except that she seemed to have been attacked by someone before and her head was injured.

With her vision, experience and knowledge, it is not enough to make any reasonable guesses.

A few hours later, Angelica was so hungry that she decided to eat some pancakes before buying a new sheet to replace the one she couldn't wash at all.

She couldn't remember anything about a very clever thief who had told her his secret.