Terra Hotline, crime simulator

From that point on, only Rorschach remained.

It wasn't the earth that killed that girl, it wasn't fate that didn't let her live, and it wasn't fate that made her die as firewood. Even if God had eyes to see the tragedy that night, he didn't mind. From then on, I Begin to understand that it is not God who made the world this way, but us.

After that, I returned to my old job as a bounty hunter, but the scope of my hunting was no longer limited to the gangsters on the wanted list, but every guy who had committed a crime but was still at large.

"Stand up for justice, fight violence with violence, and abandon all moral bottom lines."

This is how people described me. Later, a blond young master from Kuranta heard about my deeds. He came to me and asked me what I thought about knights.

"Knights? You mean those catwalk models who were supposed to do my job but are now walking in the arena?"

Thus we formed an alliance of crime busters, and two or three years after meeting Toland and Chesper, I was the only one left uncompromised.

In the past two or three years, we have sent many evil people to prisons and graves, whether they are nobles, commoners, knights' retinues, ordinary people or infected people.

The warlock of Leitania, the shield guard of Ursus, the blood demon of Sarkaz...

No matter who the enemy is, as long as they commit a crime, they will pay the price.

Later, when the Linguang family declined, Ma Enna needed to go back to take care of his own family.

Tolan chose to retire for the sake of his village.

Chesper?Since his lover Serena was unjustly accused and died, he has lost his edge and original intention. He has turned into a war knight working for the government. In order to avenge Serena, I killed him.

Several nobles were then wanted.

..........

After Rorschach's story was told, Viviana looked at the candlelight thoughtfully, with a mist flashing in her eyes. She said sadly and jokingly:

"I must have been a little girl at that time. It would have been great if I had met you earlier. It's a pity that the tower covered up my crying, but it's not too late now."

Chapter 119 December 1075, 12

"Rorschach, I'm sorry, I can't help you."

After a long silence, Viviana confided this sentence to me. I shook my head and became inexplicably anxious. Three days had been wasted, and I knew nothing about the situation outside.

I wanted to get up again, but unexpectedly Viviana suppressed me again. I stared at her eyes with a mixture of despair and hope and said:

"Sorry? Why did you say that? Now I have to get out of here and do what I was supposed to do."

"You mean to die? What can you do if you go out now? You can stay here with me. They don't know your true identity. Join the Sanhua Knights. I can give you a new identity. In the long run... ....”

I sneered:

"A new identity? Of course you can do this. After all, you are the famous Candle Knight, beautiful, free, rich and sensitive. But your so-called compassion is to protect and understand those knights, those who gave you your current identity. Knight, in this corrupt society, all you can do is slowly wait for its recovery, which is tantamount to compromise."

"...You don't need to mock me, you don't understand me at all."

"What, do you want to have a long chat with me?"

Then Weiwei Anna weakly covered my hand, lowered her head and said:

"Maybe I was numb. I thought I had left Letania and walked down the tall tower. Then I realized that the tower was still there. It had always been there, towering above all suffering. .

I have been thinking about one thing for a long time, what are we suffering from?Compared to the farmers on the barren land of Ursus, compared to the refugees under Bolivar's war, compared to Sargon and the merchants in the endless yellow sand, aren't we enjoying life?

No.

Ursus also has pampered princes and nobles, Bolivar also has a lot of warmongers, and Sargon's golden city is even more prosperous.

So, where is Casimir’s pain?

As "knights", how should Casimir's knights deal with these hidden tragedies?

No.

After all, am I really supposed to be a knight of Casimir?Or should I really stay in Letania, composing poetry among the flowers and the sound of the accordion?

Is the light brought by candlelight the illumination that dispels darkness or the guidance that attracts shadows? "

She looked sad and confused and I said:

"Did you also get these questions from the book?

When a person has seen the dark side of this society, he can never look back, and he no longer needs to pretend like you, pretending that evil does not exist. No matter who asks him to change his view, I will not do that, because I am Righteous, I must do that. "

I closed my eyes and stopped paying attention to her. After a while, I could feel a pair of warm and tender fingers touching my cheek, followed by a long sigh.

"Good night, Rorschach, the night is still long. Have a good rest and don't run around. It's safe here."

Finally, there was the sound of her turning off the light and leaving, and I opened my eyes in the darkness.

Viviana, a strange woman, has an inexplicable feeling for me, like dependence. She is also very confused, and even she herself does not understand the source of the confusion and contradiction.

But she knew what suffering looked like, and she did not fall deeply into the beauty described in the book. The reason for this was because her life experience and what she saw and heard did not support her to find the answer.

The answer is very simple. No matter who we are or where we are, we live by harming the laws of nature.

I feel the restlessness of every muscle and bone in my body. This injury is nothing. As long as I can still move, as long as my hands and feet can still obey my command, then I will never stop.

I gritted my teeth and tore off the bandages on my body. The wounds had scabbed over. I stood up reluctantly and did a few recovery movements. I took out my coat and face from the drawer and put them on. There was a faint smell of roses. I didn’t feel too good about it. I like this smell, it easily interferes with my sense of smell.

I pushed the door open a small gap, and there was a long corridor outside. The corridor was brightly lit, and there were attendants guarding the corner.

I still don’t know whether Viviana is an enemy or a friend. Although I am very grateful to her for saving me, it does not conflict with my distrust of her.

There were also people who had shown kindness to me and wanted to take advantage of me, but unfortunately their corpses were now crawling with maggots.

Then I opened the window and looked down. Below was a well-manicured garden. I was probably on the fifth floor of a mansion. If I had been there before, I might have jumped directly from here, but now I can't.

I rummaged through the room and found several long dresses and women's clothing in the closet. It seemed that this was Viviana's room. I came to the conclusion that she wanted to hide me for some reason. A personal purpose, not the purpose of the company behind her

of.

But none of that mattered anymore because it was time to leave.

I twisted her long skirt, clothes and sheets into a long rope, then tied it to the foot of the bed, and then I landed smoothly along the long rope.

I touched my pocket. Fortunately, my watch was still there. It was two o'clock in the morning.

I walked through the flower garden, bypassed several patrolling guards, and came to the wall. I looked back at the room where I was just now, like a tall tower, standing abruptly in the villa.

After climbing over the wall, I returned to the streets of this city. There were not many people on the dirty streets. There were beds made of piles of newspapers. Maybe they once belonged to some infected homeless person, but this was not the case. It's important, there are some blood stains on it.

I picked up a few chapters of the newspaper and took a look:

"Tragedy! The terrorist Rorschach attacked the company building of the Federation of Commerce! Now it has caused the death of twenty infected people and one employee!"

They blamed me for the infected people killed by Roy. People are not curious why the infected people appeared in the Commercial Federation building?

Then I looked down, and the interviews with citizens answered my questions.

"The Business Federation originally wanted to provide benefits to the infected people in the city, but this touched on Rorschach's interests. After all, he was also a heinous criminal and wanted to rule all the infected people in the city and do things for him."

"Rorschach killed those infected. Rorschach was not the savior of the infected. He was an anti-social, anti-human lunatic."

"Demand the government to bring this lunatic to justice immediately!"

It seems that the Business Federation has always done a good job in terms of public opinion, but I don't care, but they did say one thing right, I am indeed a madman.

.........

1 Chapter 1075 December 12, 6

The city is rotting, a smoky atmosphere of moral decay floats in the dusk, the sidewalks are littered with garbage, and several prostitutes dressed like the "Glory Knight" are standing on the street. Their armors can only barely protect some sensitive parts, including their chests. Posted on billboards, some kind of pornographic cosplay became popular in Casimir.

In addition to the "Shining Knight", there are also the "Candle" Knight and the Whipblade Knight. The billboards above their heads display posters of Margaret and Viviana who were cosplayed by them. Their business is very hot.

"Not afraid of bitterness and darkness", "blooming marigolds", "the sacred surname of Linguang".

Margaret thought she could use competition to awaken the spirit of chivalry in the hearts of people in Casimir, but now it seems that only the spirit of the "cavalier" has been awakened.

Even if the Chamber of Commerce began to target her later, it was not because she could awaken the missing sense of justice in people's hearts, but because the subordinates were afraid that their knight master would rise again.

Does she really think that Casimir will become better as long as he can win the special competition?I really want to see the expression on Ma Enna’s face when she sees this scene.

Since this day, I have been inquiring about information. The original diary has been lost. I don’t know if I forgot it at Viviana’s place. It doesn’t matter. Anyway, the last one is almost used up. In short, I can feel that this one is Endless.

The first is the problem of infected people in the city. After investigating several infected colonies, they fled away in fear after seeing my face. This was not the case before. I helped them and they will thank me.

Now, whether they are infected people at the bottom of society or upper-class people in suits and ties, they have become... fearful and disgusted with me.

Then I came to the residence of the Red Pine Knights. The original office building had been hollowed out, and the squirrels and sparrows had disappeared.Monthly fee (group 69:493) 6135

A group of knights in red cloaks were moving furniture in. When they saw me coming, they stopped, put down their work, and picked up their weapons.

They are members of the Knights of Boiling Blood.

"Rorschach?! Didn't they say you were dead?!"

One of the knights was frightened and pointed at me tremblingly. I approached and they all took a step back collectively.

"On Friday night, there was a guy practicing diving and he jumped to the pavement. His name was Roy, and I'd give him ten points for that move."

It seems that the death of the Rusty Bronze Knight, the disability of the Left Hand Knight, and the death of the Knights of the Steel Helmet did leave some kind of psychological shadow on them.Monthly fee (group 69:493) 6135

I stepped forward, held his left hand that had no place to rest, and then broke off his little finger, and he let out a piercing cry.

"I just broke this gentleman's little finger. Where are Sona and the others?"

I turned my head and asked the other blood knights whose legs were trembling.

No one answered me, and I heard the nervous sound of someone swallowing.

"Ahhhhhh......!!!"

"Shh."

Then there was another click and I broke his thumb.

"Then his thumb. Where have Sona and the others gone?"

"...Blood Knight!"

Just when my patience was wearing thin and I was considering breaking off his index finger, someone finally answered the question.

"Blood Knight? Dicaeopolis?"

I searched for this name in my mind. The winner of the last knight special competition was an infected knight, Casimir the infected knight.

The proposer of the knight competition system, the hero who leads the infected people as a knight, and the idol in the hearts of countless children and infected people.

That's what the magazine said.

But in my eyes, he is a weak person who compromised with the Business Federation. He has more power than me. He could have done more, but he only gave the infected person the opportunity to be sent to the arena for public execution. Chance.

This will indeed save a small number of people, but in the long run, it will only make the cancer of the Business Federation more bloated, which will kill more people.

"The Blood Knight and Charny came here, and there are people from the Meshko Industrial Group with them... Let him go... That's all we know."

Blood knights, people from the Business Federation, people from the company...

It seems that it won't be long before I hear the news about "The Knights of the Red Pine being canceled due to their association with Rorschach."

I don't know if this news is good or bad. I hope Sona and the others are okay. Maybe I shouldn't focus my actions on the Red Pine Knights anymore.

"Ah."

I let go of the unfortunate guy in my hands.

A bunch of weak guys. If they played at the same time, I would definitely not be able to hold on because my injury was not healed yet, but they just stared at my back and left.

Get away from that bunch of cockroaches and let them continue discussing their gambling tournaments and cavalier pornography, I have my business elsewhere, where I have to teach someone a better lesson.

At ten o'clock in the evening, I sneaked into the knight's rest area of ​​Howling Arena. There were only two guards there who were watching the game attentively. I knocked them out and stuffed them into the lockers.

I haven't slept for 24 hours. I endured the pain and sleepiness in my body, picked up a newspaper, and forced myself to read the words on it to concentrate.

After about 10 minutes, the cheers outside reached a climax and then stopped. I was waiting for someone here, tonight's rising star - the Glory Knight.

"Close the door."

The moment she walked in, I said in a deep voice. Margaret seemed to be startled by me. Then, she immediately regained her composure and looked at me uncertainly:

"Rorschach? Why are you here?"

I didn't answer this boring question. I put the newspaper aside and looked at her:

"It seems that you have adapted to this life. Are you satisfied with the vanity of the arena?"

"I don't understand what you are talking about, Rorschach. You should not be here. The war knights of the Supervisory Committee are arresting you everywhere. After all, you have killed so many people."

She took out a towel from her cabinet and wiped the sweat from her neck, then took out a bottle of drink and drank it in one gulp.

"Well, the first step to being assimilated is to start believing their lies. Are you really sure that I killed those people?"