"Human courage is perhaps the greatest proof of being a human being."
Looking at Heisenberg who kept shaking his head slightly, Rorschach spat out blood and continued.
"Look, you are amazingly strong. I can't even tell how strong you are, ahem, puff, to what extent!
But that shouldn't be a reason for me to stop struggling.
Your body puts you in a much higher position than ordinary humans, but I want to understand your soul.
I want to know what you are going to do, so I must know where you put yourself!
Do you feel that you are above human beings and therefore stay away from each other?
Or...
Or maybe you appeared in front of me just because you wanted to use the height of Superman to decide the plan to deal with mankind?"
Having said this, Rorschach turned over with difficulty, and he was lying in the rain.
The dirty rainwater made him a lot cleaner.
Just because the blood on his body made him look much dirtier than the rain.
He panted hard until he finally regained some strength.
Then he turned his head slightly.
This action obviously squeezed his neck, and he vomited blood again. Because he was lying down, the blood flowed back, so he choked on the blood as expected.
"Cough cough cough... vomit cough cough..."
Listening to Rorschach's difficult coughing sound, Heisenberg sighed and knelt on one knee beside Rorschach.
This is not only a sign of respect, but also a necessary action for him to treat Rorschach.
Gently lifting Rorschach up, this man's body is extremely thin, but you can feel that what wraps his bones is not pale flesh and blood, but perfect muscles filled with countless positive spirits.
However, no matter how perfect he is, he is still too weak.
Patting Rorschach's junior gently, Heisenberg asked.
"Don't rush to talk yet, we still have a lot of time."
"Ahem, you... you... you... vomit!"
"Quiet, don't worry, Rorschach will not die tonight, let alone in the desolate rain, I said so!"
"Hahaha, you... poof.
You really... really see yourself as a higher-dimensional existence. What you said, so what... what do you say!
Rorschach will never need God's mercy, let alone... ahem... you are not God either!"
"Yeah, there are always people saying that, but only I know.
Sometimes, I really am no longer a human being.
I'll explain it to you later, but for now, I'd better let you recover first."
Heisenberg responded nonchalantly, then he stretched out his hand and gently touched the top of Rorschach's head.
Seeing Heisenberg's stretched out hand through his blood-red eyes, Rorschach spit out the blood mixed with the alveoli in disdain.
At the same time, in his heart full of scars, his worry about Heisenberg has been magnified countless times!
Because in his opinion, Heisenberg who can say what he just said...
He is already a madman.
And madmen are often the most dangerous!
But just a moment later, Rorschach's thinking was slightly confused.
Damn it!
He opened his mouth in shock, because Heisenberg's hand was already on the top of his head.
What wonderful hands are these, and what unimaginable abilities are these?
His shattered body was completely restored in just an instant!
No, it's more than that!
Rorschach clearly realized that his recovery was far more than just his injuries.
You know, Rorschach is already over forty, and his body is no longer as healthy as it was when he was young.
Years of trekking and fighting, coupled with his romantic hobby of walking in the rain, ice and snow.
In short, his joints and bones have suffered too much damage. In recent years, every move he makes on rainy days has been filled with pain.
And now...
Rorschach knows very well that he has healed not only his injuries, but also all the hidden injuries he has accumulated over the past countless years.
But so what!
The moment he recovered, Rorschach stretched out his hand and grabbed Heisenberg's collar.
The next moment, he spoke harshly.
"Such an expression, such ability, and... the reason why you appear in front of me at this moment!
Damn it, you are Doctor Manhattan, or in other words, you are another kind of him, another him.
No, you are scarier than him. You are not always indifferent like him. This seems good, because although Manhattan is never cruel, he is also never merciful.
But your feelings will give you love and hate, tendencies, choices, and even... craziness!"
"Fuck!"
After listening to Rorschach's words, Heisenberg cursed unhappily.
"After all, I just saved you once and helped you cure your rheumatism and hemorrhoids.
I've solved all the unspeakable hidden things for you, but you don't even bother to say thank you!"
"Huh, thanks..."
Rorschach responded coldly.
"Indeed, kindness is such a desirable emotion, but I never force myself and others to pursue kindness.
Do you know why?
Because kindness is always hurt!
Just like you saved me, but I still want to insult you.
You are a bastard who thinks you are kind, thinks you are superior, and is so arrogant that you compare yourself to gods!
Although you and I have only collided once in the past, that has passed. I thank you for your moment of kindness, but I prefer to see your crazy side!"
After the words fell, Rorschach grabbed Heisenberg's collar with both hands.
Immediately afterwards, he leaned back and hit Heisenberg's head with his own head.
"Ugh!"
With a muffled sound, Rorschach's head stopped in the air, and he felt like his head was wrapped in a ball of goose down.
However, this did not affect his breathing.
And Heisenberg...
After stopping Rorschach's movements, he stood up and dragged Rorschach up by his clothes.
After standing up straight, Heisenberg relaxed Cairo xia and said with a smile.
"I know that you have always liked a certain mysterious way of speaking.
So, maybe by using such words to communicate with you, you can better understand my purpose.
That's good.
In this world, too many thoughts are wrapped up in countless desires, forming one different wave after another.
Among them, large waves envelop small waves, forming an unimaginable tsunami.
Too many people have been pushed high by this tsunami of thoughts.
So there are too many bottom thoughts looking up. Who doesn't want to be the person pushed to the top by the wave?
Then, the waves rise and fall one after another. Some people will always stand higher, and they will eventually fall.
As a result, there were too many people cursing at the top of their lungs. They really wanted to see the moment when those people smashed into the Deep.
Under such a trend, a few drops of water can escape the sweep of the wave.
How many drops of water have the determination and ability to run against the sweeping tide?
In my opinion, you are one of them, so I am willing to stand here and have a good chat with you about some topics that are meaningful to you and me.
These topics can help me find my future direction, and it may also help you solidify your path, so why not do it.
You say I'm a lunatic, but you're not.
Otherwise, how could a lunatic chat so happily with a normal person?
When you never stand with the majority, but you disagree with everyone but yourself.
Rorschach, answer me, at that point, who is right, or you?"
"Of course it's me!"
The darkness on Rorschach's mask was changing rapidly, and Heisenberg's words made his lonely heart fluctuate continuously.
But this is far from enough to make Rorschach relax its vigilance.
So Rorschach continued to ask while keeping calm.
"I have long been considered a lunatic in the eyes of too many people. Anyone who has heard my story knows that Rorschach is the only outlier among Watchmen.
He is a loner, he is withdrawn, he..."
"Can he please stop referring to himself in the third fucking person?"
Heisenberg interrupted Rorschach.
"I have tried very hard to integrate into your inner world, but the way you use the third-person narration method to describe yourself is so embarrassing that it makes me want to bury my head in the soil!"
After finishing his words, Heisenberg patted the silent Rorschach and reminded him in a low voice.
"Okay, go ahead and ignore what I say.
Although it's embarrassing, I know it's just because I'm standing in front of you.
If we appeared in a movie, haha, I can guarantee that what you just said would be absolutely cool.
Of course, it can also work in novels."
After the words fell, Heisenberg pressed Rorschach's shoulder, and the two of them instantly appeared in an extremely luxurious room.
The moment he appeared here, Rorschach's eyes covered by the mask widened instantly.
in front of him...
No, not only in front of him, but also in all directions around him, there were wailing women!
Most of those women wore clothes that could not cover their bodies, and the thin gauze scarves made the bloody injuries on their bodies more obvious.
Those bloodstains can even make people not notice the various sensitive areas that are looming but will definitely be seen clearly!
At the same time, the two most gorgeously dressed women in the room were the most injured!
They were hung from the horses without shaking, while the men gathered around him and whipped them.
If that were the case, Rorschach might just be surprised.
But in addition to the whipping, there was a female corpse lying on her back not far away, as well as human body that had been cut and torn in various ways.
Let Rorschach know those things clearly.
This is not an ordinary, special hedonistic party.
This is not a gathering of lovers of sadism and sadism.
Rorschach is just extreme, not stupid.
Of course he could tell the difference.
No matter whether women or men are abused, no matter how happy they are, they will never enjoy being abused until they die!
What's more, even if they really want to die.
As long as they don't commit suicide, the person who kills them is breaking the law!
The Swiss are the only people in the world who still retain the right to euthanasia.
In addition to that, if there are not enough police and troops in Deadman situations, then they are committing a crime!
And Rorschach...
Rorschach is chasing such damned behavior that will never change and will never be forgiven!
I saw him instantly let go of his fear of Heisenberg.
He rushed to the dead woman's side and carefully examined the injuries that caused her death.
At the same time, those people armed with various torture instruments finally discovered the uninvited guests in the house.
"Damn it, did I take too many drugs? Why are there outsiders?"
"Who is that, damn, damn, that's Rorschach!"
"Shit, how did they show up? Your bodyguard should be fired, damn Blackwater!"
"Come quickly, kill him, kill them!"
"Come on, that's Rorschach, we can't stay here!"
For a moment, the women fell to the ground wailing.
And men.
They crowded madly and rushed towards the door.
This is a very hidden basement. There is only one entrance and exit, and all kinds of security facilities are also placed very tightly.
There is more than one password alone...
As a result, the men were temporarily blocked at the door.
And just then...
Some of the women also started shouting.
"Hell, ah ah, why are those damn Watchmen appearing here, or Rorschach!"
"Untie me, untie me quickly, Rorschach can kill!"
That's right, a woman who was hung on a horse and whipped was actually a member of the upper class.
Finally, two of the men ran in front of the scarred lady, trying to use their trembling hands, which were drugged and fearful, to untie the special knots specially tied for women.
In some particularly special positions, women even had a lot of their eagle feathers pulled off because of the man's panic.
However, the woman did not have an attack, and this was far from the time to complain.
As for Rorschach.
After a brief inspection and confirmation, Rorschach quickly stood up.
He immediately pulled out the rope gun stuck on his waist and fired the hook lock at the door.
The rope gun hit the back of the man at the back hard, and he fell to the ground wailing.
Rorschach took the opportunity to launch a sprint. He rushed all the way to the door, punched and kicked everyone who wanted to escape and knocked them to the ground one by one.
Then, before those people could get up, Rorschach took the rope of the rope gun and trapped the handle of the door and the candlestick fixed on the wall of the door together.
After pulling it up twice to make sure it was firm, Rorschach turned around and faced the cowering crowd with his mask.
Look at those ugly people.
Then he glanced at Heisenberg, who was standing in the distance with an indifferent expression.
Rorschach said mechanically.
"A total of seven people died, two died of massive hemorrhage in the lower body, and three had their bodyguards cut off and their trachea cut off.
One person died from a crude limb amputation.
A man was cut into two pieces.
Moreover, she is still a child, visually estimated to be thirteen years old...
I... the most disgusting thing is this, it always reminds me of some not very good memories.
Damn it!"
Having said this, Rorschach gritted his teeth.
"The cause of death is confirmed. Everyone, I believe no one would be happy to die in such a way.
Even if there are, they have nothing to do with the crimes you have already committed."
As he spoke, Rorschach paced to the left. He moved sideways to... a pile of torture instruments surrounded by blood.
After a little selection, Rorschach picked up the smallest one, probably a hammer used to break teeth.
Holding the small hammer in his hand, Rorschach faced Heisenberg and said softly.
"You are very smart and... very high-level.
Maybe it was my crazy evaluation of you that made you send me to where I am now.
You will be satisfied, just like you thought.
Next, you won't be the crazy one."
The moment the voice fell, Rorschach suddenly rushed into the crowd.
The hammer in his hand hit the man closest to him hard on the temple!
In just one blow, the man's head shattered, and the yellow brain matter sprayed directly onto Rorschach's mask.
At the same time, harsh and recurring screams suddenly sounded from the panicked crowd around him.
Faced with such an unpleasant scream, Rorschach came to the other person and beat him to death with the smallest hammer...
When the man's blood and brains splashed onto the others again and again, they finally fell silent.
And Rorschach...
In the silence, Rorschach whispered to Heisenberg.
"On a cold rainy day, I saw too many people who were not sad, but just had to pay homage and say goodbye to Joker.
I thought Joker's death was my only regret today.
But I'm sorry.
Tonight, the conspirators are still standing behind us.
Among Watchmen, Joker was buried.
Rorschach is crazy again!"