NIKKE, when the stars bloom

The bullet even made a thumb-sized hole in his abdomen.

"Don't you dare say that about him!"

Diesel, whose eyes were already red, held the pistol in his hand. The black muzzle kept shaking due to the trembling of his arm, reflecting the girl's inner world at the moment vividly.

"You... I want to ask you... the person who used explosives to blow up the train back then..."

"Oh~"

Before Diesel could finish his question, the terrorist raised his eyebrows and a hint of disgusting amusement appeared at the corner of his mouth.

"Are you a relative of those people?"

As she said this, she felt that the question she asked was too stupid, so she changed her words and said:

"No, how could a relative of a bombing case become Nikki? Let me guess, you are one of those survivors who was not killed by my bombing, and then unfortunately you were transformed into Nikki, right?

Judging from your outfit, do you work on the train?

A man who almost died on the train has to continue working for the train after Nikki's surgery. The three major companies really have a bad taste."

"..."

Every word that Krau said, every word in her words, coupled with her nonchalant tone, bloodily opened up Diesel's heart wound that had been buried for a long time and had never healed.

The girl once thought that the murderer would admit his mistake when facing the gun and the bullet. She also thought that he would try to beg for her forgiveness, or even cry bitterly to express his delusion that he did not want to die.

however……

She could never have imagined that the villain who killed her brother, forced her to become Nikki, and caused hundreds of casualties, not only did not show fear and regret when facing the gun, but instead continued to mock her and ridicule her for continuing to work on the train after becoming Nikki.

Massacre civilians, and then laugh at the civilians who survived...

Diesel wanted to ask the other party why he did this, but his trembling lips and tongue made it extremely difficult for her to speak.

She is so dumb with her words, it would be better if the commander was here.

If the commander was here, he would definitely help me beat and scold him back.

"You are such a useless guy, stop..."

Click!

As if she heard the helpless cry of the girl, just when Anis, whose face flushed with anger, was about to start talking nonsense, the door lock of the suite suddenly interrupted her chanting.

"Where's Viper? I didn't see her along the way."

A familiar hoarse voice, familiar green eyes, and not-so-familiar metal limbs. Everyone turned around and stared at their commander, with stunned looks on their faces.

"Haha, you're not dead even though you've been transformed to this level, you're really..."

boom--! ! !

Then the sound of gunfire interrupted Krau's words again.

The only difference from Diesel was that the bullet physically shut the terrorist up.

pat!

“Chichichi…”

pat!

“Chichichi…”

The man, who still had a burn on his left cheek, walked up to Krau step by step while speaking, squatted down and slapped him hard on the face.

Finally, he used his metal fingertips to pinch the other's broken jaw, forcibly hooked up Krau's disgusting head, and said:

"Who gave you permission to bark?"

Chapter 209: Isn't This Urgent?

"What's wrong? Don't you like this gift?"

Looking at Diesel's tearful eyes, Phoenix brushed Krau's head aside as if throwing away garbage, ignored the other's disdainful look, stood up, and asked gently:

"If you don't like killing people, I'll do it for you. Don't force yourself."

However, someone's question clearly showed that he did not understand the girl's thoughts.

"No, it's not."

Diesel subconsciously stretched out his right hand and wanted to touch the lieutenant's face, but then he realized that Marian was still watching them, so he hurriedly withdrew his hand and whispered:

"…The lieutenant's face."

"Face?"

After hearing the girl's reminder, Phoenix suddenly remembered the burn on his left face.

“Oh, these scars can be repaired, but repairing them requires a lot of attention, and daily routine checks are required, so I plan to wait until I return from the Far North before doing it.

It’s not serious, it’s just scary.”

Of course, what he said was genuine. Rather than worrying about his already limited looks being severely diminished, the man was more concerned about how to deal with the garbage on the wall.

"Do you want to kill him? If you want to, then kill him. If you don't feel relieved by killing him, I have an idea."

When it comes to torture, Phoenix's intuition has always been far ahead of his experience.

"This girl's brain circuit is so horrible that she can't stand seeing other people doing well. We can build a kneeling bronze statue at the Municipal Garden Train Station, put her head in it, connect her to a life support system, and let her watch adults and children having fun every day.

When she gets used to it, I will brainwash her and let her continue watching."

The lieutenant turned around with a smile and looked at Krau, whose expression changed slightly, and continued:

"If brainwashing technology can accurately erase the memory of a certain period of time, I can go to the rehabilitation center and find a video of the suicide of the former leader of Step into Heaven.

Before each brainwashing session, I let her review the video to prevent her from secretly changing her mindset.

If conditions permit, it is not impossible to wash once every two days or once a day."

“Sizzle! Sizzle, sizzle, sizzle!”

When the devil's words fell, the criminal nailed to the wall had already become hideous.

“Sizzle!”

The damaged sound module was still playing noisy electric current. Just by listening to the ups and downs of the noise, it was not difficult to tell Krau's manic mood at the moment.

Everyone has a few reverse scales of their own.

What fanatics cannot tolerate the most is others denying the existence of God; what extreme racists cannot accept the most is resistance from the bottom of the racial contempt chain; what emperors cannot tolerate the most is that their will is not carried out by their subjects.

As for Krau, a coward who only takes out his anger on civilians, the most unacceptable sight for her is to see the people of the Ark living and working in peace and contentment.

She was born in the bloody and dirty outer zone. She experienced all kinds of despair and pain. Her best friend committed suicide in the rehabilitation center. What she wanted most in her life was to make everyone suffer like her.

Happiness, this word is simply a pile of excrement in Krau's eyes, disgusting enough to make her soul vomit.

“Squeak, squeak, squeak—!”

The electric microphone was still going on. After losing the disguise mask called "Indifference", Krau finally showed strong emotional fluctuations in public.

Not only was the act of kneeling in front of the citizens unacceptable to her, but the arrangement of having to watch a close friend's suicide video before each brainwashing also stimulated the little rationality of this crazy woman.

Unfortunately, no matter how she twisted her body, even though her expression was so bloodshot that it could scare a child to tears, the lieutenant, who was not afraid at all, just turned a blind eye to it.

"Look, this is urgent."

Seeing Krau's funny appearance of twisting like a worm, Phoenix turned back with satisfaction, looked at Diesel, who still had tears in his eyes, and comforted him:

"Just let her kneel like this until the memory zone fails. Then it won't be too late to shoot her in the head."

"……Um."

After hearing the commander's proposal, the conductor, who usually looked like a girl next door, nodded vigorously, closed her eyes and murmured like a little girl:

"I...I will make her kneel at the monument in the future, for my brother, for the dead."

"it is good."

“Sizzle—sizzle—!”

……

This is the end of the follow-up matters regarding Krau.

Because Suite A was temporarily used as a prison cell, Phoenix had to go downstairs with Nikki.

During the conversation, the lieutenant skipped the life-and-death question of whether he should share a room with Anis or Marianne, and asked shamelessly, evasively:

"What's going on with the Viper?"

Helen, who was excluded from the outermost circle, quickly responded with a serious face after hearing this: "The condition of those mass-produced Nikkis has not been good. Viper said that he would personally look for treatment drugs related to obedient drugs."

Obedient medicine...

Oh, right, there is still this matter that has not been dealt with...

After searching for the key words, Phoenix blinked, feeling a little tired.

"Helen, if you don't mind, let's talk alone."

"Eh?"

Helen, who was not prepared at all, let out a cute surprised sound. Then, she looked at the calm Rabbi, and then at the speechless lieutenant's girlfriend. For some reason, the noble girl's cheeks turned red.

"...Okay, okay, Commander."

Chapter 210: Shu En, who has been controlled by the second lieutenant

After these days of contact, Helen is still very confident about the lieutenant's character.

However, from the audience's perspective, Helen felt a little uneasy when she saw him taking her female subordinate into a room alone for a detailed talk in front of his girlfriend.

In fact, she didn't know what she was worried about, anyway... she was just very nervous.

Click.

The door of the single room was gently closed by the lieutenant.

Phoenix, who was standing behind the door, turned sideways and looked at the noble girl who was also standing in the room with her back straight. He sighed helplessly and said:

“I want to know the connection between the obedient drug and Misilis.

For example, is this drug made by Missilis headquarters or a pharmaceutical company under Missilis? Who is responsible for the production of the drug? Who are the ultimate interest groups?

In short, if you are willing, you can tell me all the information you know or that is convenient to disclose.

If that doesn't work, we can also trade intelligence. You sell me the intelligence you know, and we can slowly discuss the price."

"..."

As Helen expected, since the lieutenant asked to talk to her privately in front of Agnes and Marianne, the topic must be serious business.

Obedience medicine?

The girl's already complicated mood became even more turbulent as memories emerged.

Images representing ugliness and sin flashed by in her consciousness like a misordered revolving lantern.

Not only that, all the negative emotions that erupted at that time also rushed in along with the memories, just like the club two days ago, brutally eroding her reason and emotions.

"Hu... huh-"

My breathing suddenly became disordered.

Seeing Helen so breathless, Phoenix didn't care whether she was suffering from post-traumatic stress disorder or some other disorder. He hurriedly stepped forward, slightly arched his back to look at the girl at eye level.

"Helen, calm down and look at me."

However, the usually dignified and proud noble girl now moved her sea-blue eyes left and right in embarrassment, as if she didn't want to look anyone in the eye anymore, and only talked to herself:

"They...they...are secretly staring at me from the corners...from the cracks..."

"Everyone is staring at me... Everyone... No one is talking..."

“All…all…”

The situation is far worse than someone expected.