Plot, players, with these conjectures, some things are natural.

But before the real experiment, I still have some doubts that have not been answered.

Some of the doubts here are actually very many.

What is the purpose of the plot? Is the player a person or a group of people? Where's the body of Dexter's horse? What is the identity of Lu Zongping and his big family?

"Hey, V, you're getting carried away again."

No way!

"You're almost bubbling, haven't you? What do you think? Say it. "

I'm thinking, now that we've got the knack, we can get things done soon. When it comes to you, just go back to the chip and stay. As for me, the city of night will still be Van tersey when my life is at a low ebb.

"Don't dream. Do you really think you can walk away? What? It's like this.

The middleman Okada and Gezi introduced me to a client named Bill Jablonski, who commissioned a good man to help him kill. The meeting place is near Martin Luther King Avenue in the San Domingo valley.

Around 10 a.m., I arrived at the appointed place and saw the client.

Bill is a sad man with a wide forehead, a confused hairstyle and a scrawled beard. When I met him, bill was leaning on the front cover of his pickup truck, smoking stuffy cigarettes, short sleeves and fluorescent vests, cutting gloves, jeans and high boots. He was dressed like a typical proletarian worker at the bottom. Two gloomy eyes were hidden under his drooping eyebrows. I knew that he had anger in his heart, and the night was over There is no shortage of people like him in the city. I've met thousands of clients, and bill is no surprise.

When he saw me coming, he dropped the cigarette end on the ground and ground it carefully with the sole of his boot.

I don't talk, I just stare at him.

"Are you introduced to Gezi?" His tone was heavy, but he was also careful. Just listening to his words, you can feel it: This is a poor man who has been driven to the end of his life. He must be used to being cautious at ordinary times, but now he can't stand the pain, so he comes to a professional like me to deal with it.

"You're not very talkative? Well, just to make a long story short, I want you to help me kill a man, Joshua Stevenson of dog day. Let's talk about the details on the way. You drive. "

If I drive, it means there is no gun fight on the road - if I have to do it, these NPCs will always arrange for me to take the co pilot. It's good. It's easy.

Sitting in the car, Bill himself began to explain the story: the thing is very simple, the murderer Joshua murdered Bill's wife, was to be executed, but was paid to bail out. Bill, our victim's family member, was disappointed by the judicial system, so he decided to be a judge himself, and I was his executioner.

The plan is very rough. In the eyes of an honest man like Bill, killing is to hold a gun and scare away the company dogs escorting the target, and then justice execution. He said that the company dogs are greedy for life and afraid of death, but he also told me not to hurt them.

He asked me to meet here in advance, just to wait for the bus carrying Joshua to pass by.

Let me put it this way. Joshua was escorted by an NCPD patrol car driven by a real police officer. Bill was so excited all the way that he yelled to me not to lose him.

After several intersections, the patrol car was stopped by a trailer under the overpass. Just like the Suez Canal was blocked, the trailer happened to stop in the middle of the road.

Bill, the co driver, was overjoyed when he saw the patrol car stopped. He couldn't wait to stop the car.

He approached the police car with a Lexington pistol, ignoring the warning.

Then he was shot dead.

It was at this time that mission target Joshua appeared. He got out of the police car and yelled not to kill, but it was too late.

What a compassionate man. The murderer defended the killer. At one time, I thought that the person to be killed was Gandhi.

It's happening very fast. Because this is the story - unless I start first, bill will die. His death is to draw Joshua, it seems that the key person of my mission is this Gandhi friend.

Joshua Gandhi Stevenson, dressed in a faded orange prison uniform, No. 00636, is a young man, thin and not tall. He looks like a half African. His skin is fair, but he has striking broad lips. He has a lot of tattoos. He's a typical night city street bastard, but his eyes are really different. He's a devout man, no matter who You can see that.

The guilty world repents in prison and sincerely repents, begging for the forgiveness of the families of the victims - if that's the end, it's a simple old story. What really bothers me is that capital is involved in this atonement.

Joshua's parole man, Rachel Kasich, is from the fourth wall studio, which produces the best super dream movies.

Seeing this, it's not hard to guess the whole story. Joshua was saved by the fourth wall studio in order to make a super dream film about crime and punishment. It's called "enthusiasm".Joshua's atonement is to crucify himself (the last one who did this appeared 2077 years ago, that is, Brother Jesus, nicknamed Messiah), and I was the one he chose to hammer the nail.

When he died, this super dream movie will survive. In the words of our Gandhi friends, it is to warn those who are on the dark road, to let the world understand the Lord's will again, and to prove the existence of love.

To be honest, it's performance art.

……

My commission is to kill Joshua.

But I'm a curious person after all. Money is not so important at this moment. I just want to see how the plot is arranged.

Along the way, I witnessed his atonement. His mental state was extremely abnormal. It was like some absolute spirit pouring into him. Joshua went to seek forgiveness like a saint, but he was a murderer at all. Now he is a psychopath murderer - yes, there is only one difference between him and those cyber psychopaths who fell under my hands, that is, where his madness lies In his words and deeds, he didn't have a gun in his hand, but he made me feel more terrible than a hundred shells.

I'm not sure why this kind of plot is arranged in this game. It makes me feel sick from the bottom of my heart.

Before the shooting of enthusiasm, the fourth wall studio made a claim for the film, which witnessed the atonement of the contemporary Messiah, provoking the collective protest of the believers. That night, I walked through the angry crowd to the location of the film.

To tell you the truth, I'm sorry for the last part.

Rachel called to tell me that Stevenson was broken down and in urgent need of my enlightenment - what did they find a mute to enlighten.

But I still came. At this time, Joshua was shivering backstage, with only a crotch cloth changed from prison clothes on his body. His mortal body begged for forgiveness in the face of eternal holy death. I saw his tight string. Because of my silence, he seemed to get strength from it, and he decided to continue shooting.

What else can I say? I blame my curiosity. Now I have a hammer and nails in my hand.

The pale, tattooed human body lay on the Lord's Cross, and Joshua murmured his prayers.

I still remember his inspiring speech: millions of people were addicted to electronic anesthesia, and children grew up in a world full of gangs.

He wants to prove the existence of the LORD by death. Let the world get salvation from the Lord.

There is no master. my friend.

It's just the plot.

There are just players.

As tools, do you and I have a choice?

I can't change the fate of you and bill just as I can't change my own.

The crime and punishment of the plot have been settled long before the story begins.

"What's the matter, V, what are you waiting for?"

Before I spoke, I took a good look at the setting around me, and looked around. In the quiet dark blue, the red light rolled low over the cross, and the people's bodies on the shelves were covered with light, like fresh cut watermelon pulp. With his head down, Joshua's gold-plated necklace shone like sad tears in his eyes.

He is not like messiah, but like Isaac the lamb.

Turn around and see, the filmmaker, director, actor, producer, these guys are hiding in the shadow, staring at the flesh and blood of the fool. Such as a group of top gourmands who are in urgent need of food.

No one really cares about Joshua's sacrifice, NPC doesn't care, player doesn't care, plot doesn't care. He plays his role, capital plays the role of capital, and plot advance is like a train running on the track, breaking all obstacles. The people who created this game wrote such a script, in order to let those players see how religion distorts the spiritual world of a criminal in this crazy world, and let them see how capital drinks human blood recklessly.

These are all very good.

But I, I don't want to play my part anymore.

People cheer for the film and the acting skills of the actors, but does anyone really care about the sadness and happiness of the characters in the film? The plot is a window. The wall behind the window is decorated with colorful flowers, and a mirror is also hung to show what everyone wants to see.

Johnny's on the sidelines. There's going to be a fight. It's up to you.

He gave a thumbs up.

"What am I waiting for? I'll tell you what I'm waiting for. " As I opened my mouth, the world in front of me fell into darkness, nothing could be seen, only a piece of tranquility accompanied me, "damn God, damn super dream movies, damn redemption, why should I listen to you? Who do you call to die, must die? You must let him die willingly and think it's a proper death. Is that what you perverts want to see? I'll fuck you! With me here today, no one can let him die. It's no use for Jesus to come! "