Killing Mary Sue [Comprehensive Anglo-American]

At night, Arkham Asylum.

Everything was silent, Pamela was lying on the plant bed made of vines and petals, looking at the dusty ceiling, thinking that she would have to endure the southern songs and northern tunes of the patient next door, she couldn't help sighing sadly .

Jane, who had just finished her beautiful day with "Sa Beining Killing the Black Chicken", heard the movement of Poison Ivy with her sharp ears. She put her ears on the wall in an extremely energetic state, carefully felt the hardness of the cement, and then sucked her nose , asked curiously, "Are you uncomfortable, panama?"

Pamela choked for a moment, and tried her best to hold back the anger that was always high in her heart when facing this guy, "...My name is Pamela!——I would rather you don't call my name."

Jane thought for a while, and suddenly realized, "Oh... so the rule here is to call each other code names... I understand."

She straightened her expression and spoke again with a serious face, "Hi Poison Ivy, I'm 'Siren', may I ask, are you feeling unwell because you can't photosynthesize at night?"

Pamela deadpanned, "No, I'm comfortable, terribly comfortable—what do you think?"

Jane thought for a while, and felt that telling her to drink more hot water in front of a woman might be considered a performance of a straight man of steel, so after thinking twice, she decided to use a very tactful tone to greet the patients intimately.

"Well...Actually...if you are fine...you can have some boiled water at around 40°C from time to time...it can prolong life, oh, and it can also maintain the normal body temperature of the plant during the transpiration..."

Pamela couldn't bear it any longer. She felt that it took eight lifetimes of blood mold for her to be caught by Batman and become this crazy neighbor. Barely retaining sanity.

"It seems that that guy didn't want to break his principle of not killing people, nor did he want to let us live here, so he got you in?" Pamela said with affirmative tone, "Tell me, as soon as you speak Miss Siren of the Dead, you are the biological weapon sent by Batman, right?"

Jane was startled, "Little Green, how can you be such a filthy friend?! Although I did have a crush on him for a while because of his pectoral muscles, abdominal muscles, gluteal muscles, and biceps brachii, it's true, but now I've already lost my fan. Ah, don’t you understand the truth that the beans you love are like spilled water?”

As she spoke, as if recalling the good old days, she couldn't help sighing, and looked up at the ceiling at 45 degrees, her eyes half bright and half sad, "Now, I'm just a lone wolf with no emotions ..."

Pamela sneered, not showing any face, "I think you are a brainless Alaska, right?"

Jane rubbed her belly, not paying any attention to the thought-provoking comments from the patient, and smacked her lips, "I'm hungry, little green."

Poison Ivy's forehead twitched, "Shut up!—Don't call me by that name."

Jane, "The food here is really bad... Hey, don't you know how to bloom? Since we are all women, can I have some nectar?"

This reason was so hard to refute that no one had ever done it before, so that Pamela choked when she heard it, then sneered, and asked back full of disdain and sarcasm, "My nectar?——Do you dare to eat it?"

Just after she finished speaking, she felt that the color was a bit wrong, and she was about to cover up to add something, but Jane said with a clear oh, and said with a smile, "It's all right, everyone is an adult, so speak lewdly."

Pamela, "..."

Jane knocked on the solid wall, but couldn't hear any echo. It can be seen that the quality of Arkham funded by Batman is so good that it will not be a problem to live here for a hundred years.

"Is there anything you dare not eat?" Jane said she didn't care, "Don't you know what my superpower is?"

Pamela squinted her eyes, chuckled meaningfully, and said casually, "Why, is it very powerful? What kind of ability?"

Could it be... that it is invulnerable to a hundred poisons?

Jane lowered her voice mysteriously, "Of course..."

"I can eat it."

Poison Ivy, "..."

She was silent for a long, long time.

"Are you crazy?" Pamela asked, sounding almost certain.

Jane was very dissatisfied, "Why is it a problem to be able to eat? Look down on people? Do you know that there is a group of superpowers called 'foodies' in the mysterious East? Its distribution is far beyond your imagination. There's nothing in the world they can't eat! - as long as the head is removed!"

Pamela was startled, thinking to herself that there is such a strange ability, maybe this lunatic is also one of them? ——No wonder she dared to ask her for nectar with a shy face. It seems that she can not only eat, but also digest everything, including toxins.

Thinking of Pamela like this made her secretly vigilant. She was silent for a while, her thoughts turned back and forth, and finally, as if acquiescing to Jane's bold words, she opened her mouth in a casual manner.

"Oh? Is this the ability you inherited from your parents, or is it a later thing?"

Jane rubbed her rumbling stomach, "One flower for one question, no discount or price increase, conscientious seller."

Another vein appeared on Poison Ivy's head, she quickly pressed it back, calmed down, held back the anger in her heart, and actually bloomed on the spot silently, using a thin vine to ventilate through the wall. The window was sent to the next door.

Jane said in a puzzled voice, "Hey...why does this look like a piranha..."

Poison Ivy snorted coldly, "Are you going to eat or not?"

There was silence for a few seconds, and then the Poison Ivy Girl felt that the other side had sharp and jagged edges, and the cute big yellow flower that swallowed the surrounding prey with a "wow" was picked off the vine when touched.Her enhanced hearing could still hear the faint sound of joyful chewing from the other side of the wall, which made her more sure of her guess, and secretly felt jealous of this patient.

It turns out that he is not only a soul singer, but also a golden tongue...

Pamela stared at the ceiling silently. After a long while, she could see the words "cannibalism" written in the cracks!

She thought that a flower as big as a human head would be enough for the other party to eat for half the night, but she didn't expect that within a few minutes, the other party's lip smacking sound came from the next door. She froze for a while, then calmed down, and said in a noble and glamorous manner, " Can you answer me now?"

Jane sighed, "What should I do if I'm still hungry..."

Before the Poison Ivy got angry, Jane added in time, "It's just a matter of stuffing your teeth... Oh, you asked about my ability? - No, I didn't see me when I opened my eyes The appearance of my parents, I was born with it, I haven’t fallen into the barrel of the evolution factory, I haven’t been irradiated by meteorites, and I probably haven’t drunk the blue and yellow potion..."

There seemed to be a trace of regret in her tone.

Pamela threw another flower in the past consciously, and continued to ask, "How could you fall in love with Joker and Batman at the same time?"

Jane, "Oh, JOKER, because he is a master of makeup, and his ability to hold makeup is amazing! I always wanted to ask him how he did it, but unfortunately he was almost blown away before he could say a few words..."

"As for Batman," Jane propped her cheeks, "the cat ears on his head are so cute, they have seduced this old man's girlish heart..."

Pamela thought she heard it wrong, "...that's all?"

Jane asked strangely, "Otherwise? I'm a psychopath. Do you expect me to fall in love with JOKER because of their chaos and Batman's chivalry?"

Pamela, "..." This reason is really good, and I can't refute it at all.

She didn't know whether to fear or admire a patient whose self-awareness was so clear that he could decisively admit that he was sick.

"Ah, ah, ah," Jane waved her hand calmly, "Don't think too much, my life is smooth sailing without setbacks, my family is happy, I can't find any tragic past, Xiaolu, you don't need to worry too much about me, I am voluntary To be a psychopath..."

Pamela, "..." All right, as long as you are happy.

She covered her face with a curtain made of twigs and leaves, closed her eyes and wanted to sleep, but she didn't expect that the guy next door would not stop until late at night, and asked her very kindly, "Do you need me to sing you a lullaby, little one?" green?"

Pamela, "...no need, thank you."

Jane, "well, you're welcome, maybe next time there is a chance..."

There is no chance, it is impossible to have this opportunity in this life—Poison Ivy thought to herself, she was about to close her eyes and rest until dawn, but suddenly there was a slight vibration under her body, and she immediately opened her eyes and stood up with her extremely sensitive five senses , the whole body tensed up, looking out the door with a serious expression on his face.

Jane, "Oh? Are you regretting it and want to hear me continue singing?"

Pamela, "...someone is coming."

As soon as the voice fell, there was a loud bang, accompanied by dust splashes, a corner of Arkham was blown into ruins, the security system was damaged, and many doors where criminals were held were destroyed.

Jane was stunned, "Can you still make people sleep well? Be careful in the middle of the night and I will sue you for disturbing the people..."

The Poison Ivy Girl was also taken aback, watching the door automatically open with a beep, she frowned, cautiously stood still, and waited and watched.

However, some people don't want them to be so calm, bursts of laughter bursting through the night of Gotham——

"Hahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahaha——"

"Hurry up and don't talk nonsense, if you are caught and become her neighbor, you will be unlucky—"

"Yes, yes, we will run separately, you go there, I will go this way, and we will never see each other—"

"Damn it, this is the first time labor and management have been forced to escape from prison..."

Poison Ivy raised an eyebrow.It seems that the criminals here are all normal people, and the only ones who have never committed crimes are the real mental patients.

From the other side of the wall, Jane murmured to herself suspiciously, "I don't remember I sang Black Friday, did they remember the wrong person..."

Although it is not sure who deliberately invaded Arkham to release these prisoners, since Batman did not rush over immediately, Poison Ivy naturally would not stand here stupidly waiting to be imprisoned again.Seeing that most of the people had successfully escaped, she proved that the jailbreak this time was not a conspiracy or a trap, so she walked out of the room with confidence. Just as she was about to use the plants to disappear without a trace, she suddenly thought of something and gave a domineering gesture. Kicking open the door of Jane's room, facing Jane's staring blankly, she didn't say a word, but said coldly, "Follow me."

Jane subconsciously hugged her pillow tightly, shook her head decisively, "No, I won't go!"

"..." Pamela suspected that she had heard it wrong, "What did you say? You're not leaving?!"

"I won't go!" Jane replied loudly, "I won't go!"

Pamela stared at her incredulously, completely unable to understand what this guy was thinking, "This is a rare opportunity! Are you really crazy?! Why don't you go?!"

Jane also had an expression of not being able to understand her, and said as a matter of course, "Why do you want to leave? ——It is impossible to leave, it is impossible to leave here in this life, and there is no star chasing outside, so the only way to maintain it is to eat and drink in prison This is what life is like. Entering Arkham feels like going home. I don’t go back on Christmas night. The feeling inside is much better than at home. It’s boring to be alone at home, and there are no friends and stars to play with. Everyone in it is talented, and they speak nicely, I really like being in it~"

Pamela looked at her in silence for a few seconds.

"Forget it, I have nothing to say to you." She gave up communicating with this psychopath, and immediately turned around and was about to run out.

Jane's words made her stop.

"What are you doing out there, getting your hair done?" She had an innocent look on her face, "Anyway, I'm going to be arrested in the end..."

As if thinking of something, Pamela suddenly turned around and walked towards Jane, sneered, and scoffed, "Thank you for reminding me - in order to avoid becoming your patient again one day, you must be with me Walk."

As she said that, several thick and long vines suddenly grew out of her hands, and they went straight and simple, grabbing her waist and trying to roll her over.

Jane subconsciously hugged the foot of the bed nailed to the floor and yelled in panic, "No, I don't want to! I won't go if I don't go! This is my home, my sweet home! Don't any of you try to put I'm taking it out of here!—”

"It's up to you." Pamela exerted force on her hand, and seeing her holding on to the foot of the bed, she squinted her eyes, and simply stunned Jane with a vine, watching her fall to the ground weakly and slowly, as if dragging her. A salted fish took her out of here with ease.

After successfully escaping from Arkham, in order to avoid meeting Jane again one day in Arkham as Jane said, Pamela deliberately came to the wilderness where no dog would go. She threw it there, then clapped her hands, and with a beautiful and elegant smile, she left contentedly, leaving the unconscious Jane lying in the wilderness with tears in her eyes, to fend for herself.

That day, she walked very peacefully.

The author has something to say: fake, they are all fake, they are all a bunch of plastic patients.