Chu Cheng was also a little surprised when he saw that Agent Luo, like the happy man lying on the ground, had turned his arm into a weapon.

What is this? A substitute of the same type as the opposite?

He remembered that Chen Meiyue said that Agent Luo's infection level was already very high, so maybe now his infection level has exceeded 100%, reaching the level of awakening abilities.

Luo Yajun shook his body. This will make his feet a little numb. He put one hand out against the wall, then sat down against the wall.

He unhurriedly took out a cigarette from his pocket, and before putting away the case, he glanced at Batman in the shadow beside him.

"One?" he asked.

Batman stood indifferently in the darkness, without speaking.

Luo Yajun didn't mind, he lit one himself and took a deep breath, as if he had endless aftertaste.

"Street stall, but used to smoking." He smiled, "Old Brooke's favorite. Huh, if you've ever seen the old guy, you know, he's a regular smoker.

You know what, bat? I used to hate smoking and even seeing other people smoking made me feel bad. I used to debate old Brooke a lot. But guess what he said? He said that tobacco tax revenue is the bulk of annual fiscal revenue, and the money will be used in more important places, perhaps educating more children and saving more lives.

He said that smokers make the world a better place through completely voluntary self-sacrifice and that they should be considered heroes...lol, isn't that bullshit? "

Agent Luo leaned against the dark wall and took another drag on his cigarette.

"I said he didn't listen at all. In fact, his wife scolded him many times... She is a very nice person, very warm to people. She also makes very delicious burritos, meaty four Spilled stuffing, with potatoes and a proper sauce...  

At that time, he often took me to his house for dinner, and every time I could eat burritos made by his wife. You won't find a tastier burrito anywhere else, in fact never will, never again. "

He was silent for a while without speaking, just smoking silently. Sparks quickly burned from the cigarette **** to the filter. He threw away the cigarette **** casually, took out a new cigarette case and took out a new one.

"And his little daughter." Detective Luo said softly, "Six-year-old kid. You just can't believe how meticulously God has gone through to create such an angel.

I remember Brooke invited me to his house on her sixth birthday. The little guy ran around screaming and smearing birthday cake cream on my face. Then her mom caught her, hahaha... Mom told her not to do that to guests. She lowered her head and admitted her mistake, but secretly she was still making funny faces at me.

Then I made faces at her too... funny, right?

They've been really nice to me. I used to have no family, no concerns, just passion and things to do. But at that time, I really couldn't help but think, the so-called family... Maybe that's what it is?

It is also from that child's eyes, those eyes that are always bright and beautiful that they don't seem to belong to this world, I feel as if I can see...the future. In other words, what we expect the future to be like. "

Luo Yajun took another puff of the cigarette and exhaled the smoke ring.

"And then I saw her again after... Brooke was gone, that angelic child," he said, "and the brilliance was gone. The first time I saw her eyes like that, lost The brilliance, only the haze, the haze that will never go away.

For the first time, I felt disillusioned. The hope of a future that I had always been able to see was suddenly torn apart by reality. "

He glanced through the lingering smoke at the body that fell not far away and whose head had been blown into pieces.

"I thought I walked out of that, but that was just my wishful thinking. This guy reminded me of that, because I was the one who created the demon."

He suddenly looked behind him.

"Have you ever had this experience? The kind of...the only person who is important to you, who unknowingly becomes an integral part of you...they're suddenly taken away, just Feeling like there’s a huge hole in your heart that’s never going to be filled? And then worst of all… you feel like it’s all your fault.”

After a long silence, Batman in the shadows spoke out for the first time.

"I understand."

He made a low, hoarse voice that was very weird, but it seemed to have a kind of magnetism inexplicably. Luo Yajun quickly realized that it was the voice processed by the voice changer, but he didn't care.

"Haha, this is the first time I've heard you speak directly." He smiled with a cigarette in his mouth, "Damn it, I don't know why I said this to you, I thought I would never tell anyone in my life These...

But I think it might be because of this. After that incident, I would have almost given up. The hopeful future I could see was long gone. I spend every day aimlessly, looking for prey, looking for battles, and I am just looking for a suitable grave for myself.

But deep down, I've long since lost sight of what I'm fighting for. Maybe that's what gave birth to this guy, who disguised himself with a smiley face, looked like he knew everything, laughed at everything, but was really just trying to hide his incompetence.

Those unknown things, ancient and evil existences, they are always good at discovering the worst side of people~lightnovelpub.net~ Let us create our own demons.

I used to think that I could be fearless, that I could look straight into the nothingness that everyone fears, look the devil in the eye, and tell him that I wasn't afraid of the right choice. But I was wrong.

For a moment it seemed to me that I really understood why old Brooke always stayed out of trouble, so cautiously. Maybe there really are things in the world bigger than yourself, maybe sometimes you just can't...let go and do the right thing.

Because what we have to face is often something that human beings can't fight at all. I mean... a bullet can kill a prisoner, maybe one, maybe ten or more... but you can't bring down the darkness itself.

Ha, can't imagine one day I'd ever say that to people. But I always feel that you must understand, right, bat? "

"yes."

A hoarse voice came from the shadows.

"That's exactly why I'm here."

Luo Yajun laughed for a long time.

"Hahaha, that's right. I think I now understand why I said this to you. Remember what I said just now, I can't see the future for a long time?

But recently, I seem to suddenly feel that I can vaguely see it. Although that road is not easy to walk, it is not quite the same as my naive expectation in the past. But at least I can see my way again... thanks to you, and your amazing companions.

So no matter who you are or where you are from, I do have three clichéd words to tell you..."

He paused, frowned, turned his head and looked behind him, only to find that he was the only one left in the dark alley.

Batman has left at some point.