The sin of wearing a crown

On this day, all the prison guards on No. 63 felt creepy.

They seemed to hear the miserable screams of the pigs being slaughtered as they were being bled by the butchers. The shrill screams echoed in every corner. The low-boned pests who were thrown into the prison shivered, thinking that some unlucky guy was dragged out by the prison guards and tortured for fun.

The prison guards, who always looked fierce, moved their steps unnaturally away from the source of the sound. They did not want to listen to the slaughterhouse-like wailing. They took out cigarettes with trembling hands and pretended that nothing happened.

The trustworthy William wanted to cry without tears.

He wished he could hide away like other colleagues and act like a cute ostrich. But he, who volunteered to stay here and wait for orders at any time, could only stand there in fear all over his body, turned around, and secretly prayed in his heart that the sound of killing pigs would end soon.

William was trembling and wanted to light a cigarette, but he was unable to strike a match because of the inhuman wailing not far away, so he could only curse angrily as if he had the courage to do so.

"Extraordinary people are really terrifying. They are all perverts in their hearts..."

Extraordinaries who are out of control often cause damage to the surrounding living environment. This damage is often without reasonable compensation due to class differences. Untouchables do not dare to ask for compensation from the master, and can only blame themselves for their bad luck. This is The world owes a debt to history.

Therefore, ordinary people have a natural fear of extraordinary people, and this fear can be reflected in many fairy tales.

This is similar to how in some countries where life is free and death is random, there are mentally ill people who attack people with guns.

At this moment, in a small single room.

Qian Ning was lying on the ground rolling in pain, and the sounds that came out from the depths of his throat became stronger and stronger, as if they had been polished randomly with sandpaper. The young man with bloodshot eyes had a heavy cold sweat on his forehead. The bulging veins told the pain he was suffering. His gums were forced to become bloodshot by being bitten up and down. Only rolling on the ground could relieve the horrific torture. , Qian Ning's eyes stared at that figure in horror, as if he were a vicious devil.

To be honest, Linn was a little panicked at this time.

This guy acted like he was undergoing the top ten tortures of the Qing Dynasty.

He did not expect that [Flower Maker]'s ability would have such an exaggerated effect on Qian Ning. The essence of promoting activity is a subtle improvement in all aspects of life. There is no such thing as killing at all. Even if a complete portion of Sequence 9 is taken into the body, it shouldn't be so intense.

what is going on? What went wrong?

If he killed himself, would it be considered murder?

Lin En subconsciously wanted to punch himself, and then the villain complained first. After he couldn't survive and died, he shot him twice, saying that he attacked him and was killed in self-defense. In an instant, Lin En thought about how to escape in this era of extremely rough policing, but his fierce look soon became kind.

Because Channing's howl quickly weakened.

In the spiritual perception, his originally unstable human body spirituality quickly stabilized and did not appear to collapse like a dead person.

Just as Lynn kept smiling.

The Black Holy Grail, which had been quietly watching Qian Ning's struggle, suddenly floated over. The black gauze dress rippled, revealing a large area of ​​shocking white greasy. Her flawless and beautiful face stared down at Qian Ning. The Black Holy Grail looked puzzled, then turned around and floated back. His bright red eyes were staring straight at his body, and he leaned close to him, signaling Lin En to continue to give Qian Ning abilities.

‘Qian Ning, what do I care about? ’

There is a conflict between Lin En's instinct and reason. It seems that continuing to torture Qian Ning is good for him?

"Thanks……"

Chan Ning struggled to sit up and whispered, his voice seemed to have a little more emotion than before.

"..."

Lin En was speechless. You howled so hard that others thought I was killing pigs. But instead of scolding me for torturing the prisoners, you thanked me. Did your brain get damaged? Remaining calm on the surface, the young gentleman leading the inquiry was thoughtful and vaguely guessed something.

At least Channing was in a mood swing.

In fact, it is strange that anyone who is tortured is in such pain and has no emotions at all.

"What the hell happened to you? I almost thought I became a torture officer just now."

"Mr. Linn, what do you think can really eliminate the pain?" There was a hint of despair in Qian Ning's exhausted and peaceful face. He was sitting in a dirty and dark corner, and his body language was not positive at all.

"You should have more say on this issue than me."

Lin En tactfully alluded to the scene just now, which was both a prompt and a threat.

"I heard from the police officer that when you were arrested, your hands were covered in blood and you were with a group of people who were not quite right. Channing, I think you can answer my question now. Tell me, you and [ What is the relationship between Painless Apostle]?”

"I am a disciple of the sect."

Qian Ning had no intention of deceiving Linn, and his answer was enough for the Inquisition to send him to the stake to experience what the Pope's happy fire was.

"I want to help other people, help those poor people, I'm taking away their pain."

"Lobotomy surgery?" Lynn thought of something.

"...That's right." Qian Ning nodded, and he seemed to be very grateful to Lin En.

"That's a health decree. You shouldn't get involved in the field of faith, you will be burned to death!"

The young gentleman was a little angry. The prefrontal lobotomy operation itself was an extremely unethical operation that trampled on human dignity. Qian Ning is not a bad doctor. He is still young and has a conscience. He should not take such a path. He will regret it and repent with guilt that he has done such a thing.

Just when Lin En wanted to say something, the pink mark on Qian Ning's eye sockets made him feel as if he was struck by thunder. He involuntarily took a step back, and the young gentleman's pupils trembled slightly as he stood in the sunlight projected into the cell.

"Channing...you had that surgery? Someone did this surgery to you?"

Lin En's voice was filled with uncontrollable tension. Because of his overly clear memory, he had always intended to control his emotions, but at this moment it was really difficult to control himself.

"Yes, I made Arthur do it to me."

Qian Ning calmly admitted the terrible things that happened to him. His indifference was chilling.

This can also explain why [Flower Maker]'s ability is so powerful on him. A comprehensively improved body is trying to repair the damaged prefrontal lobe, and the excitatory substances secreted in the brain cannot be suppressed at all. Linn couldn't imagine the pain of having an ice pick inserted from the bottom of the eye socket, and then stirring and destroying the intracranial tissue. Just looking at Qian Ning at this time, his eyes were sore and he instinctively protested against this too clear thinking.

"Why?"

Lin En's eyes that quickly calmed down flashed with murderous intent. This was the first time that he thought that a person deserved to die, even if he had killed a part of himself.