The Death Knell

"Hehe...hehe...hahaha..."

In the light-tight room, Su Ming heard strange laughter coming from outside the door as soon as he came back, and the woman's sharp voice penetrated the thin door like a night owl.

Still transiting through Dr. Manhattan's space, Su Ming changed the gem into a light ring, but there was only a small bag containing the ring in that space, and Manhattan himself was nowhere to be found.

After thinking for a while, he still followed the old route and teleported to the small building where he and Harley lived by touching a vortex.

As a result, when I came back, I didn't know whether it was day or night, but I heard a crazy woman yelling in the living room outside the bedroom.

Pushing open the door and walking into the living room where Harry lives, he happened to see her sitting cross-legged on the bed, holding her laptop and watching some video. She also held a lollipop in her hand, and when she had time, she would lick a few with her little tongue. Download and continue laughing at the video.

She was wearing headphones, and Su Ming didn't know what program she was watching. The current situation was like a mime being staged in a dark room, without an audience, but the actors themselves were laughing wildly, which made people shudder.

It was night, and everything outside the window was dark. There were gunshots from time to time, but no police sirens were heard.

The social order has collapsed, and now it is all supported by superheroes. Those police officers in the past are probably now running for the livelihood of themselves and their families.

He walked behind Harley and looked at the laptop, only to find that what she was watching was a documentary.

What is being played at this time is a video obviously recorded by a mobile phone, because the camera is shaking very badly, but at least it can be seen that someone is hiding under the table to take the video. Messy debris is piled on the ground. It seems to be abandoned. An office building somewhere.

There are subtitles below the screen. Maybe the person speaking is not in English. This is a foreign video.

Inside, a very embarrassed fat man wearing a dirty suit was being held up by a high-tech energy rifle. He was sweating and begging for mercy: "Don't kill me. It's the boss's intention to fire you. I'm just a human being." Department manager, please, I also want to live. The earth is over, it’s over, only if I fire you, will the boss give me housing allowance, and I have to buy food for my family!"

The person holding the gun at this time was a thin-eyed man, who looked to be in his forties, with bloodshot eyes caused by excessive excitement:

"Are you the only one who has a family? Fatty! I've tolerated you for a long time! Thanks to Mr. Luther for giving me a chance to vent my anger! Die! You @#%!"

After spraying a stream of fragrance with abnormal emotion, the man with glasses directly pulled the trigger. The energy gun shot out a strange green light, which instantly blew away the flesh and blood on the fat man's upper body.

Yes, it was blown away. It was like a top-notch typhoon suddenly encountered. The clothes and flesh of the fat man's upper body, including his internal organs and blood, instantly appeared on the wall behind him, turning into a messy and bright red scene.

Only the lower body of the skeleton was left with flesh, and the upper body was completely bone-white. The two eyes were still spinning in their sockets, revealing fear and painful despair.

"Ha ha ha ha!!!"

Harley clapped her legs happily, laughing so much that tears came out. She wiped the corners of her eyes with her little finger, stuffed the lollipop into her mouth, and controlled the mouse with her little hand to click on the next paragraph.

"Harley?"

Su Ming poked his head away from her. It would be understandable if Gin could watch WWE as a comedy show. After all, it was just a show. Harley treats the murder news as a comedy, which shows that she is still as 'spirited' as ever.

She turned her head and glanced at him. She was not frightened by the person who suddenly appeared in the darkness. Instead, she showed a bigger smile, stretched out her hand and pulled him to sit next to her. She picked up an earphone with her little finger and said:

"Are you back? Come and take a look at this. It's very interesting."

As she said that, she planned to play back the video for Su Ming, and rubbed her shoulder against his chest with a wink.

"I watched it, but I didn't find anything funny." Su Ming was not wearing a uniform, just everyday clothes, casual clothes conjured by Strangler.

Harley stretched out a finger and shook it in the air, signaling him to wait. Then she dragged the progress bar and adjusted it to slow play: "Look carefully, look, it's about to be shot! It's about to be shot." !”

Okay, if you watch it in slow motion, there are indeed some places that can be called funny. First of all, the fat man's confused eyes, from the "so scared" when the other side is about to shoot, to the "Eh" after the eyelids were blown away after shooting. ? Why doesn't it hurt? ’, and then he looked down and saw his own bones, ‘Oh, so I’m dead’, such a series of emotional changes.

From fear, to hope, to despair, and then to nothingness.

Harley likes to see other people's emotional changes. Whether as a psychiatrist or a psychiatrist, she likes to analyze other people's mental states and get fun from it.

Perhaps in her eyes, the flesh and blood were just paint, and her focus was not on the killing, but on seeing the changes in the relationship between people through superficial phenomena.

Harley held his arm and shook it, and also put her lollipop into Su Ming's mouth: "Did you see the fat man's tongue? It fell into the pelvis. You said he tasted his own urine? What does it smell like? Hahahahaha..."

"This man with glasses seems a bit dull. He should tell a cold joke to the corpse, about squeezing employees and skinning them." Su Ming gave a more professional opinion and accepted the candy that Harley had eaten.

Harley showed a mysterious smile, leaned her head on his shoulder, put an earphone into his ear, the two of them were next to each other, and played the next video: "Then you should watch this one, this happened in Five hours after the glasses killed the fat man.”

A new video appeared, and it was still the same trembling scene. The lens seemed to be stained with dust. The scene still showed one person being held up by another person with the gun.

It's just that the man with glasses who committed the murder just now turned into a man who raised his hands in surrender. A grey-faced and disheveled woman pointed a gun at him.

Mexican language came from the headphones, which sounded very rhythmic: "Honey, you can't kill me! Think about our children, I have become stronger now, I can take you to find food and become a master!"

However, his obese wife remained unmoved, with an abnormally excited light in her eyes: "No! If I don't kill you, how can I stay with Fernando next door?! The child is mine and his. Child! Thanks to Mr. Luther for giving me this opportunity, I have tolerated you for a long time! Die!"

After saying that, she pulled the trigger, and then a bloody skeleton appeared in front of her.

She is indeed better than her husband, at least her shooting skills are good, her glasses only half of the fat man's body was broken up, his legs and big crotch are still there, while the housewife can create a skeleton with one clean shot.

"Hahahaha..." Harley slapped Deathstroke's legs, her red and blue twin ponytails swaying. She pointed at the screen and laughed loudly: "Did you see it? This wife killed her husband. How straightforward, everything is a scam! It’s so realistic, his skeleton is still wearing leather shoes! Hahahaha..."

Well, she didn't say that Su Ming really didn't notice that the skeleton in front of him was indeed not complete, because the skeleton still had a pair of fleshy feet, and it was still standing in place with socks inserted into the shoe tubes.

It's indeed a bit of a laugh.

"But she doesn't seem to have any sense of humor. After killing her husband, she just stayed in a daze for a while and then took her children to find her lover." Su Ming crossed her legs and commented very calmly.

Harley smiled and twitched her eyebrows, and played the next video mysteriously. The smell of shampoo and perfume made her ask, but it was still weirdly sweet.

After she laughed again and again and played the video again and again, Su Ming finally discovered that this was not human observation at all. The purpose of the person who shot these videos was very clear, and they had been following the series shot by this energy rifle.

Subordinates kill bosses, wives kill husbands, lovers kill mistresses, children kill adults, and so on and so forth. A series of dozens of paragraphs revolve around this gun, recording the miserable plight of its users.

Full of chaos and darkness.

"Who gave you these videos?"

Su Ming looked at Harry who was laughing so hard and rolling on the bed holding his stomach, and was a little curious about where she got the information.

"Xiao Hong gave it to me. Do you remember her Nepenthes? The one with the cell phone when the earth was submerged? You said that cell phone had Batman's bug, so Xiao Hong asked it to leave with the cell phone. "Hello." Harley covered her face and suppressed laughter. Her little face kept twitching between her fingers: "These videos were taken by Xiaohong controlling it. They gave them to me and told me to show them to you when you come back. I accidentally After watching a few paragraphs, I became addicted. It’s so damn interesting! I can’t stop! Haha, burp!”

She stopped laughing, holding her belly and sucking in the cold air, her little face wrinkled.

Was it Poison Ivy who said she wanted to show Deathstroke...

Su Ming thought for a moment, but there was nothing special about this gun. It was just one of Luther's many inventions. And it's still a failure because it can't counter Superman, so it's useless to Luthor.

However, the mood of these gun users is a bit strange, as if they have taken a lot of high-alcohol drugs. They can do all the things they dare not do in the past when they are extremely excited.

"Didn't she say there was anything special about these videos?" If I couldn't think of anything, why not ask directly? Harley might know something.

Harley got up and sat on the bed in a duck-like position. She shook her head and stretched out her finger with bright nail polish, pointing at the door not far from the end of the bed:

"No, there are too many shows as funny as these videos. I can't fit them in my computer, so they are all stored on a mobile hard drive. There are probably hundreds of series. I have put all the hard drives in the storage room."

"Well, I understand, you drink some hot water." Su Ming left Harley's big bed and walked towards the door she pointed to.

Strictly speaking, there is no storage room in Harley's house, it is just a suite of living room and bedroom. The living room was equipped with a dining table, bed, refrigerator, TV and some electrical appliances. Harley lived by herself, and occasionally Poison Ivy would come to accompany her.

The windowless bedroom was rented to Su Ming, with only a mattress and nothing else in it.

The place Hallie pointed to was her shoe cabinet. She had many beautiful boots studded with sequins, which she could match with her outfit according to her mood.

It's just that the door of the shoe cabinet is usually open and the inside is messy, but now it is closed. It seems that she has tidied it up.

Su Ming walked over and opened the door, and saw a dark figure rushing towards him from the cabinet outside the stacks of mobile hard drives...