[Comprehensive] The painting style of time travel is wrong

The scene became quiet instantly after Tang Xuening pressed the button, leaving only the faint crying sound from the other screen.

"Whoa~ Our gangster group had a twist at the end."

The clown clapped his hands, drew a big cross on a sign that said "Jack" and threw it out.

"Very good, our first round of elimination has already been decided~ What does our miss judge think..."

"Bang!"

The girl threw a tea table and smashed it on the window, and a circle of spider web-like cracks appeared on the thick tempered glass.

Apparently, after failing to get out, she started a new attempt.

"Okay, it seems that our judges are a little impatient and don't have time to comment, so in order not to affect our program, we will start the second round right away~~"

The clown smiled helplessly:

"In this round, one of our guests is still the neighbor team that we won just now - I wish you the same luck this time~ and the other side is a colleague team composed of our judge Miss Tang's colleagues - of course, for the sake of fairness , our team of colleagues can't defend themselves. Let's get started~"

Different from the last time, this time on the left screen is no longer a bound person, but a banquet scene that was secretly filmed with a pinhole camera. There are already many people gathered together in groups Talking about something, the big Wayne Group logo on the background is particularly conspicuous.

Although there is still some time before the dinner party, the social activities before the party have already begun.

The girl still ignored the clown and continued to smash the window hard.

But at this moment, the house became noisy.

"Miss Tang! You must believe that we will fulfill all our promises!"

"Sister, help me..."

"Miss, do you know that I have already made reservations for the restaurant, and I am waiting to have dinner with my wife and my children in the evening. We haven't seen each other for more than a year..."

"Miss Tang, I'm only 17 years old, do you have the heart to let me die like this?"

……

The girl turned a deaf ear to everything, put down the deformed stainless steel coffee table, and finally added her kick, kicking out a big hole in the already overwhelmed tempered glass.

Then she neatly used the thick winter coat cuffs to clean up the sharp debris near the hole and try to expand the hole.

"15, 14, 13, 12..."

The clown starts counting down the seconds.

Hesitantly glanced at the hole that was not big enough for her to pass through, and the girl walked quickly to the switch.

At this time, a middle-aged man on the right screen suddenly rushed to the screen and started yelling. That man had an impression of a girl.

"Miss Tang! Remember me? The lawyer who brought you out of the police station!

Miss Tang, I know you are a good person, so you chose to save us.

But you saved our lives and are about to give up on us right away! ?

You have finally given us hope, now are you going to take them away?So what's the point of your choice?

You are not such a cruel person!

Those people - those of your co-workers don't even know this happened!They have no idea what options you have gone through!They have no idea what you did for them!

No matter how you choose, do you know how this society will look at you after today?

Those who have not experienced it personally will not care what you are facing!

They will only proceed from their own standpoint - to those people, you are a murderer, a murderer who buried innocent people with your own hands!

You will lose your job and you will be spurned by people!

Only us - we will speak for you, know your last resort, and prove your innocence!

And you think about it!

There must be your enemies among them, right—the ones who push the hard work to you, those who take away your credit, those who write bad things about you behind your back—the ones you tried to kill them countless times but couldn’t do it Hands, let them die like this, don't you just move..."

next moment.

A snowflake filled the screen instead of the spitty lawyer.

"Sorry, I'm just a mortal—a mortal who can only see my relatives and friends, and who will give priority to people I know well."

The girl dropped the controller and continued her digging career, but from her muttering, it can be seen that she is not at peace at the moment.

"And you are wrong, if I really wanted to kill someone, I would never just think about it, I would have done it a long time ago..."

"Oh oh oh~"

Joker gets very excited:

"Miss Tang, do you have anything to say?"

"I'm not afraid of death, not at all, but I never want to die meaninglessly. I learned one thing from a bunch of monsters a long time ago - running away will not solve any problems! Because sooner or later these problems will still find on you!"

The icy cold wind mixed with snow flakes poured into the room from the hole, and there was a whimpering sound like crying.

Tang Xuening just stood at the window with a blank face, pulled a curtain from the window and began to tear it.

"So when I go out, I will find you in person to talk about how I feel now! Clown!"

"You know? This is a very bad habit of yours, you need to communicate more with each other~"

The clown's voice was a little distorted and distorted in the cold wind.

"...well, I admit that's your specialty, so we enter the third round of the game~Come and cheer us into the climax of the game~"

The girl ignored the clown and continued to bury her head in tearing the curtains to weave ropes—she regretted believing those superstitions and chose a floor as high as the sixteenth floor, otherwise she would have dared to jump directly below the third floor (Note 1).

But obviously, Joker didn't give her a chance to continue:

"Our rules for the third round have changed a bit. Come on, let's invite our guest—Miss Angela Peggy~"

"what!?"

What the girl who hurried back to the screen saw was a friend wearing bombs/bombs/backs/hearts with a face as pale as paper.

In an instant, the girl shouted at the other party angrily:

"You idiot! Didn't you say you were going to a dinner party? How did you get caught!? You said you were caught and you got caught, do you have any brains!"

"They had...five people broke into my house directly..."

Angela tried her best to pull out a smile that was uglier than crying, raised an arm that was shaking like a Parkinson's patient, and gestured for a shot, and then responded in a trembling voice:

"But Don... you know what? As you told me... I shot two of them with my hand//gun in my bag before I got caught..."

"Good job, but the marksmanship still needs to be practiced..."

The girl nodded, indicating that she did a good job.

"Should I just switch to a rifle/gun or shot/shot/gun? But then the gun can't be carried in the bag."

"Tang, I really... really envy you... you can still laugh now..."

Angela's eyes were a little red, probably because she had already cried. It seemed that even if she killed a gangster, it would still be a big blow to her.

"Look at me... my hands... are still shaking..."

"It's okay, it's normal."

The girl comforted:

"I'll get used to it if I kill a few gangsters next time."

"Next time? Next time!"

Angela was dumbfounded.

"As you guys told me before—this is Gotham."

The girl responded with a smile:

"So we have to adapt~"

"Okay, let's stop here for our guests to reminisce~"

The clown suddenly interrupted the conversation between the two. He first smiled at the girl in front of the screen:

"Your friend is very brave, so I am going to give her a chance to decide her own destiny~"

"What do you want to do?"

"Let's change the rules~"

The clown shook his head and began to ramble:

"Being our judge the first two times, you were really boring~ Bad guys~acquaintances~Ou~ none of the selections were anything new, so this time, we are the guests and the judges who choose each other~"

"what!?"

"Now there is also a button in the hand of our guest, Miss Angela, which controls the 'little toy' downstairs, and no matter which controller you press, it controls the ones on your friend's body." 'small toy'."

The clown made an explosive movement with his hands:

"If any controller is activated, the countdown stops, and the countdown returns to zero, the 'little toys' on both sides will be ~boom~ But I'm not the kind of heartless person, so this time you have 3 minutes~ okay~ talk~ talk~"

"Um... I'm probably going to be out in like 50 seconds or so - so don't press things... at least wait until I'm out."

Tang Xuening told Angela:

"Understand?"

"Well... I believe you..."

The girl pulled the rope and jumped out of the window. Not long after, there were knocking sounds in the cold wind.

"F**k! It's okay, I don't know how to cut corners! Why are glass repairers so strong! (Note 2)"

Not long after, the girl crawled back to the room covered in snow, and then she added something to Angela tremblingly.

"Wait a little longer...I think of a new escape plan..."

But in fact, things were far more troublesome than what Tang Xuening said—much more troublesome.

Curtains, bed sheets, and towels are all made of ropes that are still not long enough. In the past, the windows were surrounded by small bungalows for a better view.There is not even a rooftop that can be used.

The girl made a rough estimate in her heart:

There is basically no chance of being intact - that requires a miracle, the probability of surviving is about one tenth, and only very, very good luck is enough...

But at this time, she can only gamble, although she will restart the world and start everything again after hanging up, but she doesn't want to repeat her experience in this world at all - that's too disgusting.

Just when the girl was about to gamble, Angela's voice suddenly sounded:

"Don, are you still there? I..."

"We'll talk about everything when we meet later!"

——Don’t say anything like ‘fiancé’, ‘I’ll miss you forever’, or ‘memories’——

The girl worked hard to nip any flag-planting behavior (Note 3) in the bud.

"I'm ready to push the button."

But Angela's words were far more explosive than she imagined.

"What did you say!?"

The girl couldn't calm down anymore, she returned to the screen and confirmed:

"I think I heard someone say they're going to blow me up?"

"Don...please listen to me quietly..."

Seeing the girl rushing back to the screen angrily, Angela smiled.

"Although we have known each other for half a year, do you know what I am best at?"

"Angela, I know you are terrified right now and really want someone to be with you, but now is not the time! After today, if you want to shop, I promise to be on call! So, now, you need to take a deep breath and move yours. The brains of two PhDs!"

Seeing the other party raise the arm holding the button, the girl frowned.

"Then you just watch the countdown and press it when it hits the last second! Not now! Get it!?"

"No, Tang, I'm very calm now, it can be said that I've never been so calm..."

Angela shook her head, her trembling voice became calm.

"I remember you live on the sixteenth floor—or the kind of high-end elevator apartment without external balconies and external fire escapes."

"Now at this time, what do you want to do?"

The girl almost roared out.

"I want to save you!"

Angela responded to her - also with a growl.