Enhanced Control Ability, When One Shot Would Have Solved It

"Sound check, one-two, one-two. Can the people in the back hear me?"

Kilgrave suddenly appeared on the surveillance feed, dressed in a purple suit and holding a microphone with a smug, arrogant look.

"Why is it this guy again?" The owner zoomed in on the footage, his face turning particularly grim.

"What did he do?" Aaron asked.

"He ruined the theater performance." The owner was angry and frightened. "He just went onstage and said a few words, and he scared off hundreds of my audience members."

"What luck." Aaron spoke sincerely. "That guy's a psychopathic killer."

"Then... what is he doing here?"

"It's better not to try to guess what a psychopath is thinking.

Besides, you should leave now. What comes next isn't something ordinary people can handle."

"Run. The faster, the better," Jessica said.

"What are you standing around for? Get moving." Luke grabbed the owner from his seat and pulled him up. With no other choice, the man hurried away.

Better safe than sorry. After all, the man on the surveillance screen was just too... absurd.

"You two, be careful and keep your distance from him," Luke said worriedly.

"You should leave too!" Jessica said, then slowly walked to the second-floor railing and jumped down.

Jessica landed steadily on the ground. A drop of several meters did not affect her in the slightest.

"Tch." Aaron smacked his lips and took the stairs down to the first floor like an ordinary person.

"So, you found the stage for my experiment?"

"She found it. It has nothing to do with me." Aaron pointed at Jessica, then smiled as he drew Snake Eater from his pocket. "If you don't mind me asking, did you come alone?"

Kilgrave's eye twitched. "By normal procedure, shouldn't you first tell me to put my hands