Killing Mary Sue [Comprehensive Anglo-American]

After walking out of 221B Baker Street, Jane carried the piano case and walked step by step in the opposite direction from the way she came.

Life No. [-], who had been silent all this time in order to avoid being discovered by the detectives, finally couldn't help but speak at this moment.

【Why do you want to help Angus this time? 】He was very curious, 【This stranger to you? 】

She can completely abandon this unjust case, so that her position and situation will be much better than now.In fact, Jane had not yet returned from Venezuela when she came here, and it was precisely because she had requested a re-investigation with the military that she was considered by the upper echelons that "her personal grievances may affect the accurate judgment of the mind." , under house arrest in disguise for four months.

Life No. [-] thought that Jane would, as before, take a stand-by attitude towards those familiar strangers to ensure her own safety.To be honest, among so many scavengers throughout the ages, Jane is not the one with the highest IQ and the smartest, nor is she possessed of special skills enough to be crushed by force. She did not use love as a means to quickly achieve her goal like other companions, and she rarely used Power controls the rules, more often she is like a shadow cast indifferently, quiet and silent.

She has been able to live as a scavenger until now, and she has only one advantage that others cannot surpass-clear cognition, judgment and grasp of the situation.This is due to Jane's original identity. As an insider who once disturbed the situation, she is very good at seeking advantages and avoiding disadvantages, and taking precautions.

So no matter from which point of view it is calculated, "helping the irrelevant character 'Angus' get rid of the murderer's suspicion" is not a good choice for the task.

Jane walked slowly towards the Kensington area of ​​London, and she answered the doubts about Life No. [-] like this.

[There are some things you can sit on the sidelines, and some things, you need to be in it] She rejected the invitation of a late-night taxi and walked alone on the silent street, [It is those little details that you think are insignificant, changing step by step The self you know]

What's more, Joy Adams' words drove a wave of public opinion throughout Great Britain. Even before the trial came out, all the media and people who didn't know the truth unanimously judged that Angus Doe was the one who killed and raped the female secretary. A murderer who committed a heinous crime and disregarded human nature.She may just want to satisfy her vanity and make random judgments, but for a journalist, every word that comes out of her mouth is more powerful than ten thousand pounds.She sentenced the innocent to death in advance.

It's been 8012 years, do some people still feel that the conclusions that come out of their own mouths are irrelevant, and there is no need to be responsible?

Is it just a fun game for Joey Adams to live life to the fullest?

Jane can indeed ignore Angus' tragedy, which is the best choice in terms of interests.But she couldn't bear the fact that one person easily ruined other people's lives without any guilt, enjoying flowers and applause as a matter of course.There is no need to tell her the truth that "justice may be late, but it will never be absent". For the parties concerned, justice that is late is meaningless at all.

Isn't that the meaning of the existence of the scavenger? ——Eliminate the harm brought by Mary Sue, break the twisted plot line, restore the damaged world rules, and let everything continue in an orderly manner.If a scavenger chooses to stand by at a critical moment, maybe she has completely forgotten the original intention of becoming a scavenger at that time.

"There is a final refuge for all the desperate, all the abandoned, all the persecuted.

— There is always a final court of appeal for everyone to go to. "

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South Kensington, a well-known rich area in London.

At three o'clock in the morning, even the brightly lit wealthy district gradually became quiet and quiet, and most people fell into a sweet sleep. Only a few windows still flashed from time to time, showing that this scene The crowd stayed up all night.

As housing prices and prices are one of the most expensive areas in the world, the Kensington area is full of luxurious single-family villas and private gardens. The security measures are well-known throughout the country, and each household has trained professional security guards on shift throughout the night. Patrol to ensure the safety of the employer's personal and property.

In the dark night, the lights of Houston’s house were turned off, and a tall and strong man was walking vigilantly by the rippling swimming pool with a taser and a pistol.Suddenly, he seemed to catch a glimpse of a shadow flashing across the water from the corner of his eye. He immediately held the handle of the gun and looked back. The grass was rustling. He opened the safety catch, his whole body was tense, and he walked over step by step, slowly pushing aside the grass ——

"Meow~" The big fat cat rolled lazily among the leaves, and cast a disdainful look at this stupid human being.

The man immediately breathed a sigh of relief, retracted the gun, picked up the walkie-talkie and reported to the companion on the other end, "It's just a wild cat, don't be nervous, everything is safe—"

He breathed a sigh of relief and continued walking towards the garage.

Behind him, there was a figure creeping silently in the thick shadows, hanging lightly like a gecko on the edge of the wall between the second and third floors, stepping on the outside window sill, lightly Leaping, her fingers grabbed the tile eaves closest to her, and she turned over and landed on the open-air balcony.

Then, she climbed all the way from the balcony to the roof in the same way. The triangular gray tile roof has a convex middle and two sides that slide straight down, making it difficult for ordinary people to climb.However, this was no difficulty for a well-trained special soldier. She crawled forward carefully with her hands and feet, and successfully climbed to the roof without being noticed by any security guards. After stabilizing her body, she unloaded from her back Get down the piano case and open it.

There was nothing inside except a layer of flannelette—of course, the expensive violin was "accidentally" left by her in the 221B Baker Street apartment, and the most difficult tenant inside speculated whether there was something in the violin case. The violin is an M200.I have to say that, as a well-known consulting detective, his cleverness is indeed traceable, but he is only half right——

Jane lifted the layer of flannelette, revealing the second layer of cassette underneath.What is contained in it is much more scattered than a complete violin: grip, butt, magazine, barrel, bracket, rifle, trigger...

Yes, Sherlock Holmes was right.This violin case contains not only the violin, but also the unassembled first weapon, the M200.

As expected of Sherlock Holmes.Jane smiled, glanced at this group of cute guys who were waiting to be fed, and immediately started to assemble it without much hesitation.

Her movements were quick and proficient, more than half of it was completed in less than 20 seconds, and she was only short of the last step——

Jane picked up the scope, Nightforce NXS5.5-22x56 that can change the magnification, plus CheyTacM200 sniper gun, it can be called a sexy and dangerous top beauty, with power and accuracy far surpassing AWP, and it still maintains the magnification at 2500 yards With an accuracy of less than 1MOA, it is one of the favorite official accessories of snipers.

After assembling it, she lay prone on the roof, adjusted the scope, squinted her eyes, and looked towards a newly built villa in the distance——

That's the home of media up-and-coming star Joey Adams.

Through the magnifying glass, she could clearly see that at nearly three o'clock in the night, the beautiful woman with blond hair hadn't fallen asleep. The light through the window was brightly lit, and the hazy curtains were slowly raised under the blowing of the night wind, revealing her desk Working silhouette.

Jane squinted her eyes, and silently put her finger on the trigger.However, the female reporter within range seemed completely unaware of the fatal danger hidden in the dark. She frowned and kept playing, pausing, and pausing the recorder in her hand, typing something on the computer from time to time. Green eyes lit up like will-o'-the-wisps.She looked both excited and distressed, as eager as if she wanted to dismantle the recorder on the spot and dig out the information she wanted.Her desk is right next to the window, in an unobstructed position, all you need to do is to lightly press the trigger, and all grievances and grievances will end quietly this night, and she will become quiet and silent, and she will no longer be able to use her Zhang Sancun's tongue tells right and wrong and decides his life.

Jane stared at the figure without blinking.In the deep winter night, everything is silent, and the cold wind makes the blood freeze into ice.However, she was still lying on the roof motionless, her fingers were steady, she was breathing heavily and slowly, and the white air disappeared as soon as it appeared.She has experienced such a lonely and long late night thousands of times, even on the dry ground under the scorching sun, in the windy and sandy Middle East town, in the tropical rainforest surrounded by pythons, she was as quiet as she is now, as if it did not exist , staring at the prey for days and nights and hardly ever closing their eyes.Every sniper has experienced such a night, but the end result is usually worth it-either to be killed by the opponent, or to kill the enemy first.

She just stared at each other quietly for two hours, but the target person still had no intention of leaving work.It wasn't until around five o'clock that morning joggers from nearby began to pass by here. Jane finally let out a breath and didn't choose to press the trigger.

She put away the guns, unpacked them again and put them into the piano case, and finally took a last look at the brightly lit villa not far away, smiled inexplicably, and left here without a sound, just like when she came here.

And at the other end, Joey, who was typing quickly with her head down, suddenly seemed to have noticed something, and suddenly raised her head and looked into the distance, but the sky was dark, and she couldn't see anything clearly, only the inexplicable feeling lingered in her heart, for no reason It makes people feel shuddering, like prey exposed to the eyes of the hunter.

This feeling is really strange, and Joey has always been a person who trusts her intuition. After thinking about it, she still thinks it is better to be vigilant, so she dialed a number and faced the polite inquiry on the other end of the phone. She spoke calmly——

"Hello, is this Bodie Security Consultants? I'm Joey—yes, that's Joey Adams. Given the special nature of my job, I thought, maybe I need some reliable and competent bodyguards, I You can trust your company, right?—”

As she said that, she couldn't help but glanced into the distance again, recalling the document she saw in Angus Doe's drawer, and frowned.

She hadn't forgotten the identity choices given in that game before she came to this world, one of which was "Special Forces".What's interesting is that the sex-assault murderer who made her famous, his sister is a special soldier of her own age.This made Joey couldn't help but start to suspect that this Jane Doy might also be a time traveler, and if that's the case...then she is not the so-called fellow countryman and comrade-in-arms to him, but an enemy and opponent.

Regardless of whether she was overthinking or not in the end, it's not a bad thing to be prepared, isn't it?

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[She seems to be aware of your existence, Jane] The next day, when Jane went out to buy in a nearby supermarket, Life No. [-] suddenly exclaimed, [Wow, I really don’t know if it’s Marysu’s halo or intuition that really has it. Sensitive... she can actually associate your origin from your identity——this is where things get tricky]

Jane smiled and said nothing.

Life No. [-] looked at her face, and made a bold guess, [You ran to her house that night, so you didn't want to make a move, but to test her? ... Do you want to force her to act early so that she can find a loophole? 】

Jane pushed open the door and walked towards the fresh food area, 【You are not bad either】

Life No. [-] smiled shyly, 【If you stay by your side for a long time, you will always improve... Besides, you are not a person who likes to do useless work - as long as you don't be lazy and diligent like the scholar next door Doing the task incessantly, maybe I will be promoted a long time ago and win the title of being rich and handsome...]

Jane clicked her tongue, didn't go back as usual, glanced at the corner as if unintentionally, and said slowly, 【Someone is following me】

Um?Life No. 10 quickly took a look, and began to analyze the movement trajectories of everyone in the supermarket, which really allowed him to find two different guys, [the bald man on the right, a white man, wearing a brown jacket and khaki long Pants, he has been standing next to the durian for [-] minutes, his concentration is really good.The bearded handsome guy on the left, brown, wearing a navy blue turtleneck sweater, walks from the shrimp freezer to the soy sauce rack and then to the coffee. It seems that he also has difficulty choosing.Only these two have been found so far, do I need to get rid of them? 】

[No need] While picking up the bananas, Jane replied slowly, [If you get rid of it, she will only send more powerful people over.Since she likes to play games, of course I will not be absent]

After buying daily necessities according to the list, Jane walked towards the counter with the bag in her arms.Unexpectedly, as soon as she walked halfway, someone suddenly stopped her, stared at her face, and said loudly, "Jane Doy?——It's you?! Everyone, come and see! The sister of the murderer is here ! She actually lives near us! She also does shopping in the same supermarket!"

One sentence shocked everyone, and people with troubles gathered around. After finding that her face was indeed very similar to the photo exposed on TV and newspapers, they all began to point and point, their eyes full of doubts and suspicions. bad.

Jane's face remained motionless, holding the bag as if she hadn't heard the other party's accusation at all, and walked towards the counter calmly.

"Murderer!" A young man who couldn't stand it seemed to be inspired by something, and shouted angrily, "Your brother is a murderer! You are also a murderer! The cancer of war-ism! How many people have died under your guns? Did you know?! Your family is a murderer! Why haven’t you been arrested, people like you should go to jail—”

The more he talked, the more angry he became, he picked up the raw egg next to him and threw it at Jane's face!

Jane turned sideways quickly, took a small step back, and avoided the unexpected sneak attack. She stood still, and then slowly turned her head to stare at the young man who took the lead.

It was just the most common high school student, wearing a peaked cap and sportswear, a hot-blooded boy full of justice, who saw "injustice" and stood up, swaying the injustice against the system and society, seeing There is no room for a grain of sand.This was something that everyone should be proud of, because he dared to speak out to express his dissatisfaction, rather than the crowd remaining silent.But it is precisely this kind of cynic who is full of heroism who is most likely to be instigated by those who want to be turned into cannon fodder and pawns.

Jane's eyes slowly scanned the surroundings, and those people stood aside indifferently, indifferent to the young man's behavior.In their eyes, the criminal's sister is no different from a criminal, not to mention that she is a sniper, a war soldier, maybe she has killed many more people than her brother, a criminal congressman, just a small egg, killing Not as powerful as the bullets fired from her gun.

See, such is the power of public opinion and gossip.It spreads faster than the flu, has more energy than a shooting star, is more malicious than a hooligan, and is more emaciated than a miscarriage.

Jane suddenly laughed, and her attitude immediately aroused even greater anger from the high school students.

"What are you laughing at?" He blushed, "Do you think we are ridiculous?!"

"No, no, of course not." Jane still smiled, "I just think you're right, very right."

"What do you mean?" The high school student was taken aback.

Jane's eyes were fixed on him, that kind of eyes seemed to lock onto immobile prey, as sharp as an eagle, almost piercing him.

"As you said, I'm a soldier, a sniper." She stood in the crowd, but she was calmer and calmer than anyone else here, "Do you know what the biggest taboo is in our business? ?”

The high school student couldn't help but take a step back from her gaze, sweat dripped from his forehead, he didn't even dare to look directly into her eyes for a while, and continued, "W-what?..."

Jane smiled slightly, she glanced past him, looked at an unknown place behind him, then fixed her eyes and narrowed her eyes.

"As long as you fire the first shot," she said lightly, "I will definitely find you."

The author has something to say: "It spreads faster than the flu, has greater energy than meteors, is more malicious than hooligans, and makes people more exhausted than miscarriage." ——Qian Zhongshu's Fortress Besieged.

The world will be a little longer than the previous ones.