Fifth personality SwanLake

Chapter 146 Fifth. The Fifth Motor

Jack looked at the two corpses in front of him indifferently. He was not interested in admiring the two corpses in front of him.

"It's time to meet her."

He sighed, with hesitation in his scarlet eyes, he took out a paper handkerchief from his jacket pocket with his left hand, and wiped the blood on the blade of his right hand.

Don't let her see blood.

Xuexue and Youlong led the way for him. They were connected with the traces of Violent Killing. The fog area gradually dispersed, and the neon lights of Moon Lake Park were still on day and night, even though there were no tourists.

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Helena searched for a long time in this huge Moon Lake Park, but she couldn't find a generator.

She was a little frustrated, with disappointment in her dark blue eyes, and the violence on her shoulders also felt Helena's emotions. She gently pecked Helena's cheek with her long beak, and Helena was pecked for no reason, a little bit at a loss.

At this moment, the heartbeat alarm sounded, and the heart was wrapped in a layer of thorns, and the thorns pierced into the pain of the heart. Helena held her heart, and she always felt that her heart was about to jump out.

This is different from the previous heartbeat warning. This time, the heart seemed to have received some kind of resonance, and she began to feel that this heart was not hers anymore.

She clutched her heart, looking for a place to hide, and violently looked at the invisible master not far away, considering whether to go there or not.

Jack glanced at it, and Violence immediately understood, and the master let it stay with Helena to reveal its location to him.

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"God said, give you a redemption.

You who are in the dark, will accept the redemption or destroy the redemption. "

Helena covered her mouth and hid in the corner of the circus. The lights in the circus were dim, and the place where she was was pitch-black. The supervisor shouldn't be able to see it, right?
There was a stabbing pain in the heart. If the strong smell of blood on the supervisor's blade was completely removed, the rose fragrance in the air would have a sweet taste.

Jack naturally saw her. He stood in the center of the light and looked at her quietly. How many times has he looked at her like this?He doesn't remember much.

She hid in a dark corner just to avoid him who was standing in the light, a wry smile rose from the corner of her mouth under the mask, and there was no usual hostility in her scarlet eyes, only endless gentleness, like a whirlpool The same, if you are not careful, you will fall.

"Helena Adams."

His voice was deep and magnetic.

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When Helena was named, the fear in her heart continued to magnify, and the color of despair appeared in her eyes like stars immersed in the sea.

Like a layer of dust.

The light in her eyes dimmed, and she tightly grasped her blind stick. From this position, she had no way to retreat completely, she was going to die here.

At this point, she had no choice but to let go and try. She tried her best to stand up, her legs were already weak, but in spite of this, in order to survive, she ran towards the gate of the circus.

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"Do you know what it's like to be helpless?"

A heavy blow hit, and Mr. Crow was startled flying.

Helena was knocked to the ground.

Helena could clearly feel the potholes on the ground.

She wanted to get up again, the gate of the circus was in front of her eyes, and only by escaping could she have a chance.

But she knew very well that she couldn't stand up anymore, her vision was a little blurry, and the warm liquid on her forehead kept flowing down her face, it was blood.

There was endless despair in her dark blue eyes, and she closed her eyes. Although she felt helpless and unwilling, she still had to accept the final execution.

She cannot escape.

Then she fell into someone's arms.

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The rich rose fragrance can make people relax, but Helena is very calm now, after smelling these roses, she did not give up her nervous state.

She was hugged by the supervisor in the form of a princess, although the blade in his left hand was a little sharp and cut a little of her skin, and the blood on his forehead was not hers.

It was the Overseer's, who actually hurt himself with the blade in his left hand.

She began to struggle frantically, she wanted to escape from this place.

Looking at a certain cat in his arms.

"Don't move around, I'll take you to find a generator."

Jack couldn't help letting out a chuckle, and he hummed a ditty in a good mood. Helena didn't believe the supervisor's nonsense, who knew that the supervisor's embrace was actually more tightly bound.

As if she was afraid of running away.

Jack's eyes were low, because he had to knock Helena to the ground because he was going to find the generator, otherwise who would believe what a supervisor said.

And in order to make up for the harm he caused Helena, he also hurt himself, bleeding and pain, nothing to care about.

Jack looked at the light from the antenna of the generator not far away, and the fog surrounded him, and he accelerated towards that place.

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Seeing Helena repairing the generator for a while, and looking back at him vigilantly for a while, Jack couldn't help but feel a little helpless.

He stood beside her, watching her fix the generator, her long chestnut hair loose and her blue hat with tiny patches.

Wearing small black-rimmed glasses and a small reddish-brown tie, she looks a bit stable. She is wearing a brown windbreaker with a white shirt and a blue knee-length skirt inside.

It looks as beautiful as a painting, with a desire to tear people apart.

Jack fell into silence, why did he think so.

"Uh Overseer, no sir, why are you helping me?"

This was the first time Helena spoke to him.

Her voice was soft, and there seemed to be a little timidity in her tone.

"There is no reason."

He squinted his eyes, as if he didn't want to answer this question directly. He was playing with Helena's blind stick with the blade of his left hand. Helena felt that it was necessary for her to save her blind stick.

"Sir, can you give me back my cane?"

Jack threw the cane to Helena, and Helena let go of the hand that repaired the generator, and caught the cane securely.

"Continue to repair."

His tone was commanding, as if he wasn't the Overseer, who would be burned at the stake after the generators were fixed and the electric gates opened?

"Sir, what is your name?"

Helena continued to repair the generator, her white fingers dancing on the keyboard of the generator, as if dancing.

"Jack, just call me Jack."

He looked away, unable to see his expression at all.

(End of this chapter)