Kane let out a roar of rage when he heard Rorschach's words, stomped on the ground with his footsteps, and swooped down towards Rorschach.

This time Rorschach didn't dodge, but kept his side in front of Kane, and he aimed at Kane's head and pulled the trigger as he advanced.

Pong, pong!

Kane hurriedly raised his hands to protect his head, and he roared again, and his whole body fell in front of Rorschach like an angry bull.

But that's what Rorschach wanted, and he stepped sideways, allowing Kane to hit him.

He had to try to keep Kane side-to-face, with the pistol held in the back hand by Rorschach, and the front hand responsible for protection and stability, and now he and Kane were in close combat.

Kane swung his arm and slammed it at Rorschach with the sound of howling wind.

Rorschach's legs sank, conceded Kane's fist, and his arm lifted to pull the trigger.

Table tennis!

The bullet hit Kane in the armpit, exploding a cloud of blood.

The corners of Rorschach's mouth were hooked, and sure enough, the guy who existed in human form, no matter how strong his body was, there were also several positions that could not be fully protected, and the armpit was one of them.

"Whew!"

Kane let out a roar of rage, and the arm that had been hit in the armpit was visibly inconvenient.

Rorschach didn't give him a chance to react, and slammed his forehand upwards against Kane's chin.

Hit in the jaw with a heavy blow from Rorschach, Kane subconsciously tilted his head, revealing the vulnerable position of his throat.

Rorschach didn't hesitate to aim for Kane's throat and pull the trigger.

Pong, pong!

The bullet hit the throat junction, and a bloody hole was clearly visible.

Kane hurriedly raised his hand to grab his neck, blood flowing from between his fingers.

At this point, he was empty, and Rorschach raised a kick and kicked him hard in the crotch.

Click!

There was a cracking sound of eggshells cracking.

"Oh!"

Kane jumped backwards, his legs clamped tightly together, and the sharp pain made him open his mouth.

Rorschach raised his hand, the muzzle of the gun against Kane's gaping mouth, and fired the bullet.

Poof, blood spurted out of Kane's mouth, splattering Rorschach.

Suddenly, Kane grabbed Rorschach with his arms and tried to smash him to the ground.

The Rorschach man was in the air, not panicking, his front hand grabbing Kane's ear, and his back hand clenching the pistol, the muzzle of which was pressed against the back of his ear.

Pong, pong, pong, pong!

Blood splattered on Rorschach's face and body.

Kane let out a howl of pain and threw Rorschach against the wall with a thrash of his hands.

Bang!

Rorschach slammed into the wall, a sharp pain came from his back, his body slid off the wall, and he rolled on the ground and got up to shoot.

The bullet struck Kane in the face, and he waved his hand, his mouth wide open, and lunged at Rorschach.

Kane's big hand was already in front of him, and Rorschach suddenly rolled to the left and flipped on his side, aiming at his head and firing a bullet.

Table tennis!

The bullet struck him in the face, and the impact caused Kane to tilt his head and stagger towards the wall.

Without any hesitation, Rorschach sped straight in front of Kane, elbowing him his chest, muzzle up, and fired continuously at Kane's jaw.

The bullet tore Kane's jaw apart, blood and flesh continued to burst out, and finally, a huge bloody hole was torn open in his jaw.

Rorschach used all the concentration he had, and the three-arcane shot burrowed into the blood hole.

With a bang, Kane's jaw was blasted by the arcane, half of his face was flipped off, and there was no flesh from his nose down to his throat.

Rorschach felt his shoulders sink.

Kane bent limply, the weight of his entire body pressing on Rorschach's body.

Panting, Rorschach pushed Kane away from his body, wiped the blood off his face, looked at Kane who was not moving, and narrowed his eyes, this guy should be dead now, right?

At this time, Rorschach noticed that countless cracks began to appear in the surrounding walls, and these cracks continued to spread and grow, and the wall skin broke apart, and the rubble fell, and the entire corridor seemed to be about to collapse.

Rorschach's heart sank, and he pulled his legs to run out of the hallway, the cracks were faster than he thought, they had extended to the fire door, not the corridor was going to collapse, but the space was going to collapse.

A loud rumbling sound reached Rorschach's ears, and he felt darkness come on.

In an instant, the light returned.

Rorschach looked around warily, this was the morgue.

Jessica, Seth, and Amy all passed out.

Rorschach had now finally confirmed that what he had just encountered was a hallucination. He hurriedly walked over to Jessica's side and picked her up, trying to wake her up, but to no avail, as did everyone else.

Rorschach frowned, was he the only one who had escaped from the hallucination?

At this moment, Rorschach heard footsteps in the corridor outside the morgue, and he drew his pistol and stared at the door.

An Indian girl with long straight black hair walked in, wearing a short jacket, slim jeans, and a delicate and beautiful face, which was extremely rare among Indians.

"Don't move!"

Rorschach raised his pistol, the muzzle of which was aimed at her chest.

"Sheriff, don't shoot!"

The Indian girl hurriedly raised her hand, "I'm here to help you." ”

"Help me?"

Rorschach stared at her and asked, "Who are you?" ”

"I'm Nora."

The Indian girl replied, "From the Chino tribe." ”

"The Chino tribe?"

"Yes."

Nora curled her finger and pointed at Rorschach's pistol, "Benjamin is my father, can you put the gun away now?" ”

Looking at the girl, and then at the unconscious Jessica, Rorschach put the pistol away and stared at Nora, hoping that the girl was telling the truth.

"Thank you."

Nora smiled slightly, walked to the center of the morgue, looked around, and said:

"They're all trapped in undead visions."

"Visions of the dead?"

Rorschach narrowed his eyes, saying that what he had just experienced was indeed a hallucination.

"Yes."

Nora nodded, and she lifted her finger to the corpse leaning against the wall on the stretcher, "It's all Jacob Goodknight's undead ghost." ”

Rorschach hurriedly asked:

"How can I get rid of it?"

"Jacob's ghost hides in an iron plate in his head."

Nora stared at Rorschach and said, "Just purify the iron plate, but ...... The consciousness of these people should not come back. ”

"What do you mean?"

"It's a long story......"

Nora thought for a moment and said, "Jacob's mother is a crazy cultist, she thinks that her son is not an ordinary person, and she has tortured Jacob in all kinds of cruel ways since he was a child, hoping to inspire him to be extraordinary. ”

"Did she succeed?"

"Yes."

Nora nodded, "Jacob has an ability to create illusions, and in the eyes of others he is the 6-foot-tall, 400-pound giant Kane, but that's not the case. ”

Rorschach looked back at the corpse lying on the stretcher, short and thin, and really couldn't make people think that this was the true face of "Kane".

Nora continues:

"Later he was imprisoned in the Weilou Psychiatric Hospital, where he was subjected to inhumane experiments and surgeries, and the iron plate in his head was put in at that time, and one day his mother broke into the psychiatric hospital, was shot dead by the security guards, and he also went on a complete rampage, causing a huge riot, and he escaped from the mental hospital."

Weilou Psychiatric Hospital? The name sounded familiar, and Rorschach suddenly remembered, isn't this Quinting Quiyle, the hospital where the "Satanic Doctor" is located? Is there a connection between them? But the timing doesn't seem right.

After thinking about it, Rorschach asked:

"How do you know these things?"

"Jacob came to this land, he brought nightmares to us and to you, and the tribe sent the strongest warrior to capture him with the sheriff of the time, and that warrior was my father."

"Chief Benjamin?"

"Yes."

Nora sneered, "But then he stopped being a warrior." ”