The heart is beating [Fifth Personality]

This is... a flare gun?

Why do lawyers have guns?

I looked at the bronze-colored gun that the lawyer had pulled out, and I couldn't figure out where he got it.

If the lawyer had a gun from the beginning of the game, he would never have been hacked by Jack;

If this gun was brought in by a philanthropist from outside, then it is absolutely impossible for the philanthropist not to resist Jack's torture before;

If this gun belongs to Ms. Gardener... It doesn't make sense. First of all, it is impossible for Ms. Gardener to get this kind of thing, and her purpose of participating in the game is different from ours, so she has no reason to bring it. The gun comes.

Where did this gun come from?

Facing the muzzle of the black hole, I actually thought about such an insignificant thing at such a critical juncture.

In fact, the signal gun is not as powerful as a revolver or other types of pistols. Its ammunition is mainly composed of metal combustibles. When it hits a person, it usually cannot kill it in one shot. Fate.

But this is not to say that it does not cause any harm to people. In fact, there are real cases that prove that flare guns can kill a person.

After seeing the lawyer pull out a gun in a panic, Jack's reaction was quick, but... also abnormal.

He naturally gave up attacking the lawyer, but what he did next really caught me by surprise.

Jack ruthlessly pulled me behind him, and was about to protect me in his arms, but before he could turn around, he heard a loud noise.

"boom--"

Between the sparks of calcium carbide, Jack stood in front of me.I didn't see anything, I just heard the lawyer shoot!

I looked up immediately, only to see Jack cover his face with his right hand and let out a wail.

And that huge and sharp scissors hand, the veins on the back of the hand were twisted, and the five folding knives drew a ferocious arc in the air. If the blades were not too long, Jack would almost make a fist with this hand.

The shot hit Jack in the left side of his face...

And I, protected by Jack, was safe and sound.

The thick red smoke left by the flare gun was slowly blown away by the wind around Jack, and I smelled a very pungent burning smell.

Jack let me go after he was shot, his palm covering his left eye, looking in pain.

I am now... free from his shackles.

An extremely dangerous thought flashed through my heart.I didn't dare to look at him, so I turned my head to look at the lawyer's location.

Sure enough, the lawyer ran away without a trace after the shooting, only a bronze flare gun lying heavily on the ground, telling me that the previous gunshot and Jack's injury at this moment were indeed caused by the lawyer.

I now how to do?

Jack has been hurt, he has let go of me, and this is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity for me!

I should go, I should run away now!

There is a cipher machine that is about to be deciphered not far from here. I should escape without looking back, and then go there to complete the final deciphering work.

I have memorized the location of the gate, and I can go there as soon as the fifth cipher machine is completed, open the gate, and finally leave this ghost place.

I could get out of here forever and ever!

Leave this eerie and terrifying manor, end this dangerous game, and then forget all the nightmares that happened here, and live hard and tenaciously as if nothing happened!

But why didn't I do this, why did I see Jack covering his face and howling in pain, there was no way to turn around and leave! ?

Probably... because the moment the lawyer shot, he seemed to have chosen to protect me with his body.

A voice in my heart answered me, accompanied by a bigger question.

Why would he protect me?

The target of the lawyer's shot was definitely Jack and not me, but Jack and I were very close, who would know that the shot would not miss me by mistake, so that's why Jack chose to protect me behind me. Am I absolutely not going to be accidentally injured?

But why on earth would he do this! ?

I'm just his confinement, his captive, and my existence is not worthy of him.

I am a selfish person, and the hardships of life have worn away my original kindness.

In this dangerous place, no one, thing, or thing can compare to my own safety and interests.

So I can choose to stay by Jack's side in this desperate situation and swallow my breath. I can look at the scene where the gardener sits on a chair and spirals into the sky. I can watch the philanthropist slowly die in a pool of blood.

My past life experience tells me that in the situation just now, absolutely no one will be great enough to block the gun for others!

There has never been a single person in my life who was important enough to risk my life for, and there has never been a single person in my life who would have sacrificed his life for me.

So in any case, I can't understand why Jack chose to use his body to protect me at that dangerous moment just now.

What did I mean to him?

Is it worth his sacrifice just because of his so-called "heartbeat" and "special existence"?

I do not believe……

I do not believe!

This is the fact in front of me, and all the unimaginable things happened one after another.

No matter how heartless I am, there is no way I can leave Jack like this and escape alone.

But how could I choose not to escape...

I closed my eyes tightly, and bit my lower lip in pain, wishing I could wake myself up with such pain, and turn around and leave immediately.

Are you going to leave or stay?

The author has something to say: I always thought that Miss Air Force was holding a revolver pistol, but when I wrote this, I checked the official information and found that it was a flare gun_(: з"∠)_

Also, is the gun such a European thing?I don't play many games, and I touch boxes less frequently, but I have touched several boxes, right? ? ?