death of hope

Chapter 34 "Flying Windfall" (34) Black Cat

Before falling asleep, Roy repeatedly confirmed that the doors and windows were locked, and he was woken up by the ringtone of the communicator just as he fell asleep. A friend from the Immigration Bureau called again, and the two spaceship tickets will be completed soon.

The meaning inside and outside the words is nothing more than - you have to pay more.

Roy thanked and promised to give the middlemen a higher fee.

For several days, Roy's life became regular and simple,
Visiting Anna's parents' house every morning, driving in the afternoon to go through the interstellar immigration procedures, and occasionally meeting with the old guys in the factory, most of the time, going to the old lame bar at night to drink with the brothers.

These days, his worry has not eased, but intensified,
When driving, I keep checking the rearview mirror. When walking, I always feel that someone is following me, and the pistol and the alarm button are always on my body.

It was another mediocre day, the bar’s business hours were about to end, drunken drinkers left one after another, and old friends sat around the bar chatting;

Donnie covered his ears: "Please, please turn off this damn karaoke machine, this song is really awful! It's so loud!"

"It's the song I ordered." Miss Susan said lightly.

"Oh, I didn't listen carefully just now, it's so good! Play it on a loop for a hundred times."

"Haha! Donnie, you lick the dog!" Ferguson laughed.

As the music on the jukebox came to an end, the bar gradually became quiet, and the noise from the ice machine in the kitchen became clearer. Suddenly, Roy said something for no reason:
"Miss Susan, you have killed someone, right?"

Such an explosive sentence, said in such an understatement, caused the atmosphere in the bar to suddenly become tense. Just at this moment, the ice machine stopped, and it was so quiet that the hands of an antique clock could be heard clicking.

Miss Susan looked at the other party in astonishment, her lips covered in lavender lipstick trembled slightly, and she was speechless.

"Roy, what's the matter with you? Suddenly you're talking nonsense for no reason!" Donnie said reproachfully.

"I didn't make wild guesses, but I was quite sure, guessing from her eyes."

Old Jon whispered: "You shouldn't have said it, boy." Obviously, this veteran of the Terra Federation had seen through everything long ago.

"Miss Susan, since you have become Fatty's girlfriend and have decided to join our small group, you should know everything and have no scruples."

"Is it... is it true?"

"Donnie, I'm sorry, I've kept many things from you." Miss Susan put down her wine glass, her sharp eye makeup made her eyes even sharper: "I just admit it, I have killed people, and there are more than one."

"what?"

Downey was so frightened that most of the wine sobered up: "Honey, you must be drunk."

"I can drink enough, and I won't be drunk after drinking a few glasses of lady champagne."

The fat on Downey's face was trembling with fright: "Are you really kidding?"

"Hmm, it scares you, how about breaking up now?"

"Without you, what's the point of living? Just kill me now."

"I'm sorry, a good man like you is not within the scope of my business. This girl only kills villains." Miss Susan took out a bunch of things from her small bag unhurriedly,
Automatic pistols with extended magazines, matching silencers, butterfly knives, knuckles, and even a high-explosive grenade,

Her little hands with pink nail polish seemed to be fiddling with cosmetics. She placed these weapons upright on the bar, and turned to Roy:
"I want to know, Mr. Roy, how you manage to tell what a person does just by looking at his eyes."

Roy put his hands together and leaned on his chin: "I'm sorry, I lied,
Only the old man has the ability to distinguish a person by their eyes, but I can't.In fact, I found clues from news reports. "

"I see." Susan relaxed and picked up the glass again.

"In the past few months, the masked knight 'Black Cat' who has caused the city's corporate employees, the police department, and the FBI to suffer, is you, Miss Susan, right?"

"Excellent, I want to know how I exposed myself."

"In the TV show, the walking posture of the masked man is exactly the same as that of you walking into the bar, Miss Susan. There is also a little habit that is easy to ignore."

"Oh, what is it?"

"Miss Susan, you always like to break your finger joints and make the cartilage crackle. These are also reflected in the monitoring records broadcast by the TV station. The most important point is,
Every time the black cat knight commits a crime, he must use the blood of the dead to draw a pattern of smiling faces on the wall, and I noticed that you often dip your finger in the wine spilled on the bar to draw the same pattern of smiling faces. "

"Papa papa! Great powers of observation." Susan clapped her hands vigorously, "Roy, it's a shame that you don't want to be a private detective."

"I'm afraid of being hunted down, so I pay special attention to the details in the news. Speaking of which, you are really in danger now, Miss Susan."

"Oh, how should I say it?"

"Not only the federal government has issued an official arrest warrant, but major companies and gangs have also issued rewards. The head of the masked knight lady Black Cat is very valuable."

"Then what are you waiting for, Roy, the knife is on the table, and the head is on this thin neck. Hurry up and cut it off to receive the bounty."

Roy glanced at Downey, and jokingly said, "I want to cut it, but the fat man can't eat me."

After a burst of laughter, the atmosphere became much more relaxed. Ferguson mixed a cocktail for Susan:

"I didn't expect that our tavern could also welcome the famous people in the news. Try this cup. I researched the recipe myself and named it 'Glacier Raspberry'."

"Thank you, the taste is sweet and sour, the alcohol content is very low, I like it very much."

"Who would have thought that the masked vigilante who turned the whole city upside down turned out to be the cleaner of the city hall."

Miss Susan said with a straw in her mouth:

"In the decadent Terra Federation, York City, a hotbed of crime, cleaning up the garbage is just an incidental duty of the cleaner, and the real duty of the cleaner is to be a cleaner

—Being a scumbag.

And I, the black cat knight, have sublimated the profession of a cleaner. I not only use a leather stick to clear the toilet to dig out the excrement, but also use a dagger to take out the hearts and livers of villains.

Dip your fingers in the blood of sinners, smear smiling faces on the walls, spread seeds of fear through newspapers and media, and remind the world that justice still exists. "

"Hmph, do you think you are noble, girl, and even feel complacent that you can get away with it!" Old Jon frowned and said:

"The children in the city all worship the masked knights, and they have a nice nickname for these murderous guys, masked vigilantes.

In my opinion, it is not reliable at all. The lynching behavior like yours has severely damaged the credibility of the powerful institutions of the Terra Federation government.

Masked vigilantes are in the gray area between black and white. They use their own subjective imagination to distinguish the good and evil of others, and conduct cruel trials without proof and debate.

This way of dealing with an eye for an eye seems to be a happy way to relieve hatred, but in fact, it is not beneficial to the public security of the city. "

"The old man is right, but I'm not that bad, and I don't think I'm too noble,
I don't expect to change everything, and I don't want to accept the facts silently. In the final analysis, apart from my identity as a black cat knight, I'm just an ordinary person, just a home girl who will look for frozen sandwiches in the refrigerator in the middle of the night. "

Downey asked: "So, after the game live broadcast is over, you will change into tights, put on a black cat mask, and go out and kill people?"

"That's what happened, what, are you afraid?"

"Hmm... Let me think about it. A cleaner, a game hostess, a masked knight, having this kind of girlfriend, it's quite interesting to think about it. It's cool!"

Miss Susan sat down on Downey's lap, and the two began to kiss passionately.

Ferguson spat: "Fatty, you two are so disgusting!"

"You are jealous." Roy laughed.

(End of this chapter)