Chapter 3313: Bloody New City (73)

Cat Getan's upper society is gradually collapsing.

The scandal of the death gambling game made wealthy people in other regions avoid them. Public opinion nailed them to the pillar of shame, and Gordon's arrest forced them into dark corners.

If they could originally hide in safe houses, peeking at the outside cautiously, expecting to avoid this storm, then the completely crazy Angel of Death rang their final death knell.

The social rules they formulated were tough and fragile. For ordinary people, the law is a knife hanging over their heads. But for a complete madman like Paul, the law is nothing.

And the elite who had long been accustomed to using the law to protect themselves had long ago degenerated their savage fangs and claws, thinking that as long as they used tools well, they would not fear crazy beasts.

But now, they have placed themselves back in the jungle, dealing with a crazy beast with bare hands. They are finally going to pay the price for their underestimation of the enemy.

Schiller watched all this happen coldly. But he knew that it was still just the beginning.

For a death row prisoner, what is most terrible is actually not death, but the period of time waiting for death to come.

They will feel angry, questioning like crazy, how things could have turned out like this. But no one can give them an answer.

They will feel remorse, reflecting on everything they have done, but from the bottom of their hearts, they still don't think they did anything wrong, just feeling wronged and aggrieved.

They will feel desperate. The last time of life should have been precious, but they can't do anything, just wasting time and walking toward death.

These emotions will appear in turn, intertwined, until people are completely driven crazy. By that time, death is even considered a relief for them.

But no, Schiller will not let them be relieved. Because they still have value, so they are afraid they will have to spend a long time like this before they can welcome the final judgment.

Besides the elite who have been forced into a desperate situation, the one who should be most anxious now is Jason Blood.

In the original comics, the Angel of Death, Paul, was actually raised by Blood. This seems to stem from his agreement with the ancestor of the Vare family, but Schiller knows this matter is not that simple.

If Blood wanted to save Paul's life, he could completely send Paul out of Cat Getan and let him spend a peaceful and stable life in a small town. If he wanted to help Paul take back the glory of the Vare family, he should train Paul to make him possess the power to compete with Batman.

For Blood, neither of these two paths is difficult. But he didn't choose either one. While taking care of Paul, he let him get cancer; while saying he wanted to guard Cat Getan's peace, he let him become the Angel of Death who created chaos.

Schiller had no time to investigate what his fundamental purpose was. He only needed to make the development of things completely exceed Blood's expectations. Obviously, he did it.

Paul did become the Angel of Death, but he didn't become a knife in the hands of the upper society, but a fire that burned down the top steps of the pyramid.

When Blood found Schiller again, his face was full of helplessness. But before he could speak, Schiller said first: "If you are asking me to stop the Angel of Death, then forgive me for being powerless. I can't beat him either."

"But we must stop him."

"Then why not earlier?" Schiller looked at Blood and asked, "When he was still wandering in the Lower District, why didn't you stop him?"

He stood up, walked to the opposite side of Blood, looked into his eyes and said: "When the Angel of Death used violent means to destroy order in the Lower District, you didn't stand up. But now he threatens the rich people in Cat Getan, and you come to find me. Can I understand that you have already determined your position?"

"I just don't want Cat Getan to fall into chaos again."

"Is the Cat Getan you speak of only the Upper District?"

"He didn't cause any large-scale chaos in the Lower District."

"The chaos in the Upper District is not large-scale either."

"Yes, but that has a greater impact." Blood defended as much as possible.

"It seems you still don't understand what I said." Schiller sighed, turned back to sit down and said, "It seems I have to be more direct. You have two choices now: hire me to help you settle all this, or leave here and find a way yourself."

"Why on earth do you want to do this?"

"What do you mean? Interfering with your plan? This is not my intention, it just happened to be encountered."

"What on earth do you want to turn this place into?"

"Maybe the way you least expect it to be."

Schiller playing Tai Chi with him here is not to waste time. He must drag Blood here for a while. If he doesn't return to the church, the Angel of Death won't be able to find him.

At the entrance of San Marino Church, a tall figure wandered for a long time, but still couldn't see the priest who was always waiting there.

He had to go to Dr. Thompkins' clinic again.

Dr. Thompkins' expression was a bit complicated. She looked at this big guy and said: "Your body has become very weak. You'd better not... again recently."

"Do you believe in God?" The Angel of Death asked.

Dr. Thompkins shook her head and said: "I believe that the universe has its own rules, but it is not any specific god. I think you should sit down and let me diagnose you..."

"There is nothing left to diagnose, doctor. I won't live long." The Angel of Death's voice was very low, he said, "Before I die, I want to complete the mission God gave me. I want to judge those who are guilty."

"No." Dr. Thompkins shook her head and said, "You can't give up the hope of treatment so easily. I am recently studying hypnosis therapy to alleviate the mental stimulation caused by red pills. If I can do it, maybe you can survive."

The Angel of Death didn't speak. Dr. Thompkins thought he misunderstood, she said: "When you asked me that day, I guessed that you might be a victim of Aodeyin Company. It was them who induced you with money. This is not your fault, don't give up treatment because of this."

"This is my destiny, doctor. It is the purpose for which God let me descend into this world. Everything I have encountered is to ignite the fire of revenge I now possess. I don't feel sad, only honored."

Dr. Thompkins sighed, seemingly giving up persuasion. She had to say: "Sorry, I really don't understand religion. I'm just a doctor. I will try my best to help my patients. Is there anything I can help with?"

"No, doctor, I don't need your help. I came here to help you. You are the only innocent person I have ever seen. I am here on God's order to help you."

Dr. Thompkins was stunned. She almost suspected that Schiller could predict the future. How did he know that this big guy would come to find her today and want to help her?

But then she came back to her senses, showed a hesitant look, and then said: "I really have a favor I need you to help with. But I think I still have to treat you first..."

"No need, doctor. Tell me about it."

Dr. Thompkins walked to the Angel of Death, looked up at him and said very sincerely: "Don't let Aodeyin Company harm more people. Only you can help me now."

She turned around again, held her two hands together, and then said: "Now almost all hospitals are using Aodeyin Company's equipment. They used this to mass-produce cancer patients. Those innocent people should not be harmed."

"Do you want me to kill the people of Aodeyin Company?"

"No, the top priority now is not to let them do this anymore. Killing people can't solve the problem. I hope you can destroy the medical equipment in the hospital. This way, even if it needs to be repurchased and arranged, it will take time. I can use this time to research a treatment method."

The Angel of Death didn't seem to expect that Dr. Thompkins would make such a request. But he still nodded, agreed, and said: "Someone wants to kill you. You'd better protect yourself first."

"Don't worry about that." Piet walked in and said, "Just knocked down two this morning."

The Angel of Death looked at him deeply, didn't say anything, and turned out of the clinic.

After he left, Piet looked at Dr. Thompkins and said: "Can you really solve the cancer they created?"

"You think too highly of me." Dr. Thompkins said, "Schiller said he has a way. I'm just following orders."

Not long after, Cat Getan's hospitals suffered. This crazy Angel of Death, not knowing what kind of evil he had encountered, rushed into the hospital alone, smashing instruments and equipment whenever he saw them. In just one day, he wreaked havoc on the inspection departments of all hospitals in Cat Getan.

The security hired by the rich at a high price couldn't stop him, let alone the hospital's security forces. And he only smashed machines and didn't hurt people, leaving as soon as he smashed, running very fast. The police couldn't catch him either.

The machines were smashed and couldn't be used, so naturally, they had to buy new ones. The hospital didn't know what the Angel of Death was going crazy about either. They didn't have many choices, and if they wanted to buy, they would buy Aodeyin Company's equipment.

Aodeyin Company was happy now, receiving a large order at once. This opening was enough to eat for three years.

This kind of medical equipment is not produced in advance and then stockpiled in large quantities. Basically, it is produced after an order is placed. The total inventory of the entire East Coast is only a few units, which cannot keep up with Cat Getan's needs at all.

The company has no American factories, and all instruments are produced in the UK. But the work efficiency in the UK doesn't need to be said, it would be a blessing from God to get the goods next year.

The hospital has no equipment to do inspections, so there is no way to make money. But they can't just wait there. They have to choose some other less famous brands of equipment and make do with them first.

Aodeyin Company was naturally anxious when they saw this. If their company's monopoly status was broken like this, it would be difficult to return to this position in the future.

So they proposed that some machines that were not damaged too badly could be handed over to them for repair. This way, they could barely make do, and there was no need to buy new ones.

The hospital was also a bit hesitant. Although these newly added procurement items could allow them to line their own pockets, if the hospital did not operate for a long time because there was no equipment, their treatment would also decline.

Just when they were inclined to agree to the repair plan proposed by Aodeyin Company, the municipal government suddenly announced that in order to alleviate medical pressure, the municipal government established a special medical equipment procurement assistance foundation, taking out a sum of money to help hospitals purchase medical equipment and restore normal operations.

Now, the hospitals that originally leaned toward Aodeyin Company all leaned back at once. If they could use the name of procurement to hollow out this municipal fund, that would be a huge profit. Who cares if the hospital can operate?

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