Schizophrenia

{Sis, Sarah is in there? }Ansang knocked on the hilt of the sword, squatted on a tree branch and asked the AI ​​in his mind.

[Yes, but I don't recommend you to enter. 】Sis’s voice was the same as usual, 【There are surveillance cameras and security facilities around Quinn’s house. If you break through a window, the alarm system will send you into a private facility within a second. 】Where there is a signal, Sis is in control.

{Don't worry about this, I have my sense of proportion. }Ansang rubbed her neck, {You said that if I send Sarah to the League of Assassins, can they let go of their pursuit of me for now? }

[With all due respect, they never tracked you down. 】Sis stated, 【You may be suffering from persecutory delusions,】

{Just a metaphor, really serious. }Ansang looked at the luxury sports car parked at the door, {Oh, who is that? }

【Oliver Quinn, now the CEO of Quinn Group, disappeared in a shipwreck four years ago, and then...】

{Oh, not interested. } Interrupting Sis' information report, Ansang stood up and aimed one eye at the roof of Quinn's mansion, then turned the rope twice in his hand and threw it out.

【I have to remind you that if you don't listen to me, Mr. Oliver will probably surprise you. ] When he said the last word, Ansang had already used violence to break into Quinn's house.Among the shattered glass windows, Oliver and Sarah's first reaction was to grab objects that could be attacked beside them.

"Oh, this is such a surprise, my little canary~" Ansang stepped on the railing in front of the window sill with one foot, and made a rolling motion in the air, and the iron rod in his hand directly hit the object thrown by Oliver. on the bottle.The vase shattered, and the iron rod landed on the seat where Sarah was standing just now without hindrance.

"Merlin?" Oliver was startled when he saw the familiar attire in front of him, but soon he was busy dealing with it.The person in front of him is definitely not the Merlin he imagined, not to mention that the other person is a head shorter than him, but just reaching out is countless times better than Merlin, at least Merlin doesn't have the ability to make him see blood.

"What?" Sarah saw the man in black toss the stick into the air, then jumped up high with one foot kick, and the other leg swept Oliver, who was resisting with his arm, directly to the wall on one side, making a dull sound hum.The stick landed on the ground at just the right time, and the man in black grabbed the tail and used his strength to spin it, and passed towards Oliver.

Oliver had no chance to react at all, and could only roll over to avoid the kick.Because it happened so suddenly, and there was no weapon in hand to check and balance, Oliver was basically in a passive position.The man in black didn't seem to want his life either, he just poked at his vitals one after another, and even slid over his eyes.

"Jack, stop!" Sarah was forgotten, until she saw the man in black for the second time as if she had accidentally smashed an object, and after seeing Oliver, she affirmed her guess, "Jack, I know you didn't I'm here, what do you want to say, just tell me."

"You are so boring!" The man in black barely stopped the stick in his hand, tilted his head to avoid Oliver's fist, and then slipped away from between Oliver's legs, "Let me guess, Such a good skill should have been... practiced?" Rubbed his chin with interest.

"What are you doing here?" Sarah broke a stick out of nowhere and held it in her hand.

"Oh, please, do you think that thing can subdue me?" Ansang suddenly took a step towards Sarah's lower body, made a sound to scare Sarah, and was satisfied to see that Sarah and the man beside her were vigilant. He took a step back, "Hahahahaha, you guys are so funny." That terrified expression.

"Jack, what are you doing here!" Sarah asked again, but did not get an answer, because Ansang made another move.This time he gave up the stick in his hand, put the long stick behind him, took out the other two daggers on his thighs, drew two flowers in the air like a show, and then turned around and threw them at Sarah. past.

Sarah's reaction was not slow, but she underestimated the sharpness of the dagger.The clothes pole in her hand was cut off when it hit the dagger again, and the impact directly destroyed her balance.And Ansang put one arm around Oliver's neck, and kicked towards Sarah with his strength, and because Oliver grabbed his arm and turned in the opposite direction, trying to use inertia to throw him out, he threw his hands away. Holding Oliver's neck, he flipped Oliver towards Sarah with force.

Seeing the man who quickly adjusted the gravity on the ground and was ready to fight, An Sang suddenly stopped.However, from Oliver's perspective, the man in black suddenly scratched his hair a little maniacally, and then laughed into the void, like a neurotic: "You are always right, I shouldn't have come in."

"You really shouldn't come in." Compared to Oliver who was confused, Sarah, who probably guessed who this person was, was much more relaxed. "Jack, why did you come?"

"If I send you to the League of Assassins, can I feel a little relieved?" I tilted my head, a pair of blue eyes under the mask curled up, "You know, my conscience hasn't spoken to me for a long time, Right?" Asked and answered, "Yes, Jack, I haven't spoken to you for a long time."

Oliver looked at the man in front of him who lowered his voice and asked himself, a little inexplicably: "What?"

"I changed my mind, for the sake of my conscience." Scratching his head, "Hey, Sarah, can you give me back the dagger next to your left hand? It was made by me, only that one, oh thank you." The result Sarah threw the dagger back into her thigh, "Then, I'm leaving."

He waved his hand and said goodbye very politely.

"Jack?" Sarah pulled Oliver back, "You're not hostile, are you?"

"Of course not!" Taking a step back, Ansang slowly retreated towards the gate, "You are worthless."

"Yes, I've never been so grateful for this." Sarah pursed her lips, "Anyone else?"

"Yes." Ansang didn't feel the need to hide anything, "They are heading towards your family."

"What?" Oliver's eyes widened. Just as he was about to ask, he saw the man in black turn around, nimbly climbed up to the window, and then went out the same way he came in.

"You know him?" Oliver looked at the thoughtful Sarah, "Who is he?"

"I don't know him, I just heard about him. People in the League of Assassins only know him as Jack, an apprentice who was taken over by Master Ninja himself. No one knows what he is good at. It seems that he is good at everything, but the most famous It's his mind and ability to fight in groups." Sarah paused, "He's very strange."

"See it!" Oliver snorted looking at the broken window.

"No, it's not because of this." Sarah followed Oliver's train of thought, "He often talks to himself and himself, and sometimes he can hear quarrels. He never lies, but he never tells all the facts. Tell you. He doesn't trust anyone and doesn't cooperate with anyone else."

"A bit weird?" Oliver looked for an adjective.

"If he didn't stop just now, the two of us would be unlucky." Sarah rolled her eyes, "The dagger, if he wants, can kill me instantly. Do you think it's a coincidence that the dagger landed next to my left hand? As long as he thinks, there is no one he can't kill, and there is no one he can't find."

"It's a bit exaggerated, isn't it?" Oliver touched his nose with doubts about Sarah's words.

"Well, I wasn't the one who blew up half a mountain with kitchen materials in order to escape from the Assassin's League." Sarah spread her hands, "I'm going to protect my father, maybe you're willing to protect my sister?"