Arthur's work came to an abrupt end.

"Whew~" Nick Fury took a deep breath, rubbed his head, and said in a very calm tone: "It's an interesting story setting, but it's not logical at all." ”

"Hmph, I think only a madman would write such a strange thing, and it would be a waste of my time to read something that doesn't make sense!"

Nick Fury said it lightly, but his hand was clutching the document in his hand, and the information was wrinkled by his grasp.

Cornell obviously noticed this, reached out and pushed his glasses, smiled, and said, "Hahaha, what Arthur wrote is indeed quite strange, but I can't agree with the fact that you say that there is no logic, Lord Director." ”

"I've diagnosed a lot of people with mental illness who have their own logic, which is a logic with a separate system, and their perception of the world is different from our perception of the world."

"It is this that makes us think that they are abnormal, that they are crazy, but in reality a madman does not think that he himself is crazy, he thinks that he is normal...... Well, maybe they'll think we're crazy? ”

Hearing this, Nick Fury put down the information in his hand, squinted his eyes, and smiled: "Oh? Then I would like to ask Professor Cornell to give a good lecture on Arthur's logic, and I will listen to it. ”

Connell took a deep breath, a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and said meaningfully: "Lord Chief, when you stare into the abyss, the abyss is also staring at you, the dragon slayer will one day become the next evil dragon, and the righteous warrior will one day become the evil demon king." ”

"He will come to you when you call him reverently."

"And when he comes to you, you can't accept it, it's a really strange thing."

"But what kind of changes can be made after that day comes?"

"Is it to merge with what is called, or to break free from it?"

Cornell coughed lightly, paused, stretched out his finger and pointed at the Black Widow behind Nick Fury, and smiled: "The Director is like the one behind you, as a doctor with many years of psychiatric experience, I feel like she is sick......"

When Nick Fury heard this, Tong Kong shrank suddenly, stunned, and said with a very serious expression: "Mr. Cornell, I doubt that you are really a doctor?" Or is the doctor really who you really are? ”

"You seem to know a lot of things, but you don't want to say them all to me, just leak something to imply that I ......"

"Are you playing a game of cat and mouse with me? Are you treating me like a mouse? ”

Cornell shook his head and said with a smile: "Lord Director, you misunderstood, I didn't treat you as a mouse, how could I be so bold as an ordinary doctor?" ”

"I'm just a little curious, I'm curious about what Arthur has done?"

"I haven't seen him for over a month and I'm worried about my patients."

Nick Fury looked at the doctor in front of him and said slowly, "Doctor, that patient of yours is dead, and you don't have permission to know what he did. ”

"You don't need to know, it's better for you to be a doctor honestly, don't ask questions, knowing too many things is not good for you."

"Doctor, I don't know if you've ever heard the saying that curiosity kills cats!"

"Hahaha~" After hearing this, Cornell laughed out loud and said, "Mr. Director, I understand what you mean." What Arthur did, I won't continue to ask. ”

"It's actually good that I'm a doctor in peace."

"Director, you have got the information, I think you should go, I am very busy, I have to treat a lot of patients every day."

Nick Fury frowned, and said in an extremely cold tone, "Doctor, do you mean to drive me away?" ”

"How so? Mr. Director, how dare I let you go, stay as long as you want! Cornell pushed his glasses and smiled, "It's just that I still need to work, and I'm going to see my patient friends." ”

With that, Cornell stood up.

"Wait a minute, I have something to ask!" Nick Fury reached out and tapped on the table, speaking very calmly.

Then, he fumbled in his pocket for a long time and pulled out a cigarette.

"Bang~" After lighting the cigarette, Nick Fury took a puff, puffed out two white smoke from his nose, and stared at the doctor in front of him.

"Alas~" Seeing this, Connell sighed and sat back in his chair.

He lay down, put his feet on the table, spread his hands forward, and said helplessly, "Okay, Lord Director, what else do you want to ask?" ”

"As long as I know, I will tell you that it is the duty of every American citizen to never hide it and cooperate with the work of government departments......

"Whew, better so!" Nick Fury spat out a puff of smoke and said slowly, "You just said that Arthur didn't come a month ago, what did you talk about on the last day you met?" ”

"I'm interested in this, let's talk about it!"

"Your Excellency, isn't it in the information? Why don't you see it yourself? Cornell asked, smiling.

"If I ask anything, you can just say it...... Don't waste each other's precious time. Nick Fury frowned, looked at Cornell, and said coldly: "Also, if you still maintain this attitude, I will consider asking you questions in another place!" ”

"And I hate it when people put leather shoes in front of me, it's disrespectful."

"Dr. Cornell, you are highly educated, you should know what it means to be respectful! If you don't respect me, then I don't have to respect you! ”

Cornell shrugged helplessly, retracted his feet on the table, and said slowly: "Your Excellency, I think it is necessary for you to learn some oriental culture, such as respecting the old and loving the young. ”

"I'm supposed to be a lot older than you, at least be your father...... Don't be so rude to the elderly......"

"And I'm old, I have a very bad brain, I have Alzheimer's!"

"What did you just say? I don't seem to hear a word, can you repeat it? ”

"By the way, I still have a heart attack, I'm a little scared, and I can't remember anything when I'm scared!"

After hearing this, Nick Fury extinguished the cigarette butt in his hand, a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and said, "Doctor, if you can't think of it, I'll help you remember it." ”

"There's a lot of high-tech stuff in my department that you can be forced to say it, but I didn't choose to do that, which is already a lot of respect for you."

"Alright! All right! Cornell sighed and said, "Alas, Lord Director, you are really a tendon, even though you have the information, you still want me to say it again." ”

"Ahem, that was the afternoon a month ago, and Arthur and I saw each other for the last time."

……

Cornell Presbyterian Hospital, New York.

Three o'clock in the afternoon.

Arthur stared at Cornell's tan hole, the muscles on his face were shaking wildly, his hands clutching his legs, his ribcage rising and falling, like something was rolling wildly in his stomach!

Arthur frowned, his hands clutching the flesh of his thighs fiercely, he was blocking something with pain.

He bit his tongue so hard that blood poured down his throat, and he could clearly feel the sharp pain, but it still couldn't stop what he wanted to stop.

The maniacal laughter that had been suppressed broke through the barrier of pain and the restraint of the chest.

Arthur's irrepressible laughter made Arthur so happy that he began to laugh uncontrollably.

"Hahaha......"

Arthur sat in his chair and looked at Connell sitting across from him, his hands pulling the corners of his mouth downward, but his face was still twitching, and he couldn't restrain his laughter.

"Whew...... Whew......"

Crazy laughter tugged at Arthur's whole body, tugging at the internal organs in Arthur's chest.

Arthur began to cough, and he bent over, his bony body curled up like a poor puppy curled up without a home.

Hysterical coughing and deadly gasps accompanied by maniacal laughter echoed through the cramped office.

The laughter was as crazy as a poison with nine heads, and the madness and evil nature in the bones were gradually being released.

Arthur's face was stopped from laughing by the hands that stopped him from laughing, like a new type of oil paint, and after laughing maniacally, Arthur regained consciousness, and his breath began to slowly calm down, turning back into the cowardly clown in the circus who had no acting talent.

"Whew~ I just got sick, right?"

"In other words, Dr. Cornell, your treatment doesn't do anything, does it? You've been cheating on me, right? ”

Arthur's eyes were bloodshot and his mouth was gasping for air.

"Arthur, take it easy, I've been treating you all the time, and it works well, maybe you don't feel that way, but I swear to God, it works really well."

"I think you need this thing a lot right now, and proper nicotine can calm you down."

Conor slowly stood up and pulled a pack of cigarettes out of a drawer.

"People are always unable to accept things that are different from them, people always call them aliens, hostile to them and alienate them...... But that's not the case for everyone, like me. ”

Connell stood up, got up from the leather chair, his fingers touching the smooth tabletop, and walked around the table behind Arthur, placing one hand on the chair behind Arthur's back.

"Hey, Arthur, even I can accept you, why don't you accept yourself?"

"Be confident, maybe there will be many people in this world who will accept you!"

Cornell handed the cigarette to Arthur.

Arthur took the cigarette that was handed him, and Cornell did not return to the doctor's place, but sat down in the chair next to Arthur.

Cornell took a cigarette out of the case, patted his pocket, and fumbled for a moment.

"Borrow a fire, Arthur."

Cornell smiled.

Arthur blankly pulled the lighter out of his pocket and handed it over.

Two smokers started smoking.

Soon the whole room was filled with white smoke, the air was filled with the smell of nicotine, and the white walls seemed to be slowly starting to turn yellow.

If a non-smoker comes to this room, he will be dizzy and extremely nauseous.

After smoking most of the pack of cigarettes, Arthur's nervousness dissipated most of it.

"Arthur, be confident, your smile isn't intimidating at all, I even think it's a little cute."

"In this extremely serious world, everyone is like a walking corpse, the better ones are busy working every day, and the bad ones are not even busy working."

"Under the pressure of life, everyone has no smile on their face, everyone wears a disguised mask, many people want to laugh but hide their laughter, but more people can't laugh when they want to."

"Arthur, you should know this feeling better if you grew up in Hell's Kitchen! Walking down the street is afraid of being shot to death, and who can laugh out loud when you don't need a reason to kill someone? ”

"There are countless murders every day, but no one can do anything about them, everyone ignores all this, people don't resist, they start to become numb, they use hallucinogens, they drink too much, ......"

"They want to be the ones who bullied them, they can't laugh out loud, everyone is careful in their words and actions, waiting for that opportunity to leap up."

"Arthur, you are different from them, even in that situation you can still laugh out loud, you are not sick, you are not sick, you are the most beautiful flower that blooms in hell."

Cornell looked at Arthur, who was silently smoking with his head down, and said slowly.

"I remember you once said that you wanted to be a comedian and heal the world with laughter, well, you had to write a wonderful work."

"You also told me that there was a girl who said that children who love to laugh are more liked by God."

"There are at least two people who don't see you as an outlier right now."

Cornell reached out and touched the smooth tabletop, smiling and holding up two fingers.

"Be confident...... Accept yourself...... Only then will others accept themselves...... Will more people like me? ”

"Hahaha, comedian, write a book, yes, my mother said, to bring a smile to the world!"

"Rare Dr. Cornell, do you remember my dreams?"

"By the way, doctor, it's not two people, it's four people......"

Arthur laughed maniacally, touching his neck as he spoke.

He had a bright red scar on his neck, which looked like a deep wound.

"Oh, four? That's a great start, isn't it? ”

"Arthur, what you need is not all kinds of narcotic drugs, but to accept yourself and enjoy your own pleasure."

"Why seek change? Is there any law that says a person can't laugh? Or do you really think your laughter is ugly? ”

Cornell stared at the scar on Arthur's neck, a meaningful smile on the corner of his mouth.