Schizophrenia

"Oh, thank you for the invitation!" Half lying on the sofa, Ansang quickly disassembled the parts in his hand, and then reassembled them.A delicate silver wooden warehouse just lay in the palm of his hand: "I'm not interested in this kind of plan, it really has no technical content!"

"So, you declined my invitation? Jack?" The clown's weird laughter echoed in the living room, "Then you will definitely consider joining some other activities, after all, is this fair! I will take you to play together, you come Play with me! If you don't want to assassinate the director, then go and kill the judge!"

"Oh, if it wasn't me who went to jail, I would definitely play with you!" He and the clown are indeed friends, but they are also enemies.As if no one in the world knew the clown better than him, the clown also knew him very well.The only difference is that the clown has long since lost the rope he was holding.

"Why are you willing to be chained in the room?" The clown's voice was puzzled, but he didn't expect to get an answer, "Do you think the little bat will show up?"

"I think you won't succeed the day after tomorrow!" With his left hand, he raised the gun and pointed it at the target on one side. Ansang skipped even the step of aiming and pulled the trigger directly.The room was quiet, there was no sound of the wooden warehouse, nor the muffled sound of bullets sinking into the target, only the weird laughter of the clown.

"Oh, you're always so funny!" The clown chuckled, "I couldn't love you more!"

An Sang undeniably groaned, made a gesture of swiping the screen in the air, and hung up the phone directly.When the clown called, he could more or less guess what the clown wanted to do.On the one hand, it was inviting him, and more, it was testing his reaction and considering the attitude of allies.

He and the Joker may be equally crazy, but the essence of their madness is not the same.The self-proclaimed chaotic clown just wants to see the more depraved human nature, just wants to see all the ugliness.But he is just a person who has been lonely for too long and wants to find someone to play with him.

He just wanted to find someone to accompany him.

"Master!" Sis suddenly said, "Your invitation letter!"

"Oh, what kind of banquet is it?" Ansang made an aiming motion with one eye open and the other closed. If it wasn't for the lazy posture, it might be more convincing.But at this time he was half lying on the sofa, so he looked more like a big cat than a dangerous man with a weapon.

"The birthday of the founder of ST Group! Congratulations, you will officially enter middle age tomorrow!" Sis found the ghostly laughter from nowhere, and the sobbing laughter matched the image of happy birthday projected by Sis in the air , Ansang couldn't hold back for a moment, and laughed out loud.

"You know my birthday is still some time away, my good sister!" An Sang stopped after a while.

"Of course I know, my little brother!" Sis will occasionally joke, after all, she is a composite work of two worlds, and now there are three worlds, "but the official birthday is also very important! If you want, I I can accompany you to celebrate your real birthday!"

"Oh, I'm very grateful, I'm very grateful!" Ansang threw the small hand wooden warehouse to the floor.Mu Cang hit the floor stall and made an imperceptible sound: "Speaking of which, who did you invite?"

"To be precise, who did Miss Rosalin invite. You know that my existence has not been exposed to the world, so I can only lament the gap in technology." Sis paused, "Of course, As you can imagine, I'm just satirizing technology as the public knows it, not cutting-edge technology."

"Ah, thank you for the correction." Ansang didn't care about Sis' weird tone, "Who did you add without permission? Wayne?"

"According to what you said, I just trust my own data!" Sis listed an icon again, a blue virtual pattern floating in the air, "Mr. Wayne never gave up looking for you, master! I just don't understand , why did you determine based on a tombstone..."

"Do you know when we will really die?" Ansang turned around and lay down on the sofa, resting his head on the armrest and looking at the red pie chart in the air that occupied most of the country, "It's not when the heart stops beating, no When the data stops working! Sis, the real death of a person is when everyone forgets about you!"

"According to what you said, you never died!" Sis was worried, "At least Mr. Wayne..."

"Oh, of course! He remembered to send me flowers, thank you!" Ansang erased the flowers and the figure of the young man in front of the tombstone from his memory.In fact, it's been a long time, and he can't tell the difference between the virtual and the real world: "Thank you very much, and I also know that it is the lily that I hate the most!"

"Actually, Lily..."

"Speaking of which, since Wayne was invited, I believe you must have invited Quinn too!" It must be very interesting for the two big playboys in the celebrity world to collide, "Of course I also know that our smart Sis must be in the invitation letter." It says PlusAnyNumberYouWant?"

"In fact, I even invited Mr. Luther!" Sis said calmly, "For politeness!"

"Don't be like this, I like him!" Thinking of the serious young man who didn't know that he had severe persecution hallucinations, but never lacked vigilance, Ansang showed a shy smile, "I know you're doing things. The most reassuring, I believe you must have written something different on my little invitation?!"

"Yes, so I invited The Flash too! Considering he's one of your few 'friends'!" Emphasized, "Seriously, young master! You should hang out with The Flash more than you Playing with masquerade kids! That's not good for your physical and mental development!"

"Oh, sounds more and more like my sister!" Ansang wasn't angry at all, in fact he kind of missed the feeling of being controlled, "If Quinn didn't see me every time, If he wants to send me to prison instead of killing me, maybe I'll like him too!"

"Your taste is always questionable, master!" Sis made a piercing voice, "But thank you he didn't know that you were the guy who caused him trouble, he just thought you were a partner with a weird personality ’” Sis added.

At the same time, in the secret base of Wayne Mansion in Gotham.

"Master Bruce!" When Ah Fu went downstairs with the cookie, what he saw was Bruce who was sitting in front of the screen thinking.And in front of Bruce was a very delicate invitation letter: "Have you finally decided to take off your outlandish clothes and return to the ranks of normal people?"

"Of course not, Ah Fu!" Bruce stared at the invitation letter in front of him with his chin, and he was already used to the ridicule from his housekeeper, "I'm just researching how this invitation letter appeared!" The progress bar came to the end, and then a series of numbers popped out.

"How did it appear?" Ah Fu put the plate on the small table on the side, somewhat puzzled.

"When I got into the Batmobile, I found him lying on the side seat!" Thinking of the scene at that time, Bruce only felt dangerous, "But before, I didn't receive any alarms about anyone entering the Batmobile! Even speaking, No sign of entry!"

"Then, maybe we have an uninvited guest!" A Fu looked at the analysis data on the screen, "Maybe this guest, like you, also has a little habit of cross-dressing! But when it comes to invitations, I have another invitation here, and Mr. Fox reminds you to go anyway!"

"Huh?" Bruce glanced at the analysis progress bar, then looked at the invitation letter in Ah Fu's tray, and reached out to take it, "The director of ST Group? The mysterious guy who is rumored to have severe autism?" Will The invitation letter was casually thrown on the table, "Not interested!"

"Actually, Mr. Fox wants me to convey that if you don't go, maybe some of your gadgets will be postponed. After all, as the CEO of a large group, he has to find a way to repair and another top large group. relationship." Ah Fu didn't care, and just stated Lucius' silent threat.

"Oh, well you win!" Bruce snorted, impressed by his equipment.

"In addition, I think this Mr. An is not as closed as you imagined. After all, this invitation letter is really very well written..." Ah Fu searched for an adjective, "It fits your image. After all, when inviting It is written in the letter, 'can bring multiple guests', this is the first time I have seen it."

"Huh?" Bruce glanced at the invitation letter that he had thrown aside, and took it back to examine it carefully, "And it's still in handwriting? I thought printing had replaced handwriting over the years, and it still has a postmark? This Is the young master a bit anti-tech?"

"Of course, I know that ST is a new type of technology industry these years, and I really admire his innovations in some products!" Bruce raised his hand to interrupt Ah Fu's chatter, "I'm still interested in such a technological genius. In contact!" Said as if such a thing really happened.

"Okay okay, I'll go." As usual, Bruce backed down.