I am a hero of the former civilization.

“Yes.” Meng nodded. She knew that Ryan wasn’t after her, or at least that wasn’t his target.

However, no sooner had he arrived than a large number of Moth Chasing agents appeared, completely catching her off guard.

“I came to the peninsula to investigate the matter of ‘Black Dog.’ You should be familiar with this person.”

"Who in both the legitimate and criminal worlds doesn't know his name? Heh, you actually have time to bother with him?" The woman's tone was somewhat like Mebius's, but Ryan showed no emotion whatsoever.

“That’s my business. Now let’s talk about you. It’s simple to get out of this mess: cooperate with me and investigate his background.”

"And then they'll all be caught in one fell swoop, adding another stroke to your list of achievements?"

His tone became even more sarcastic; whatever Ryan wanted to do, he was one of the Moths of Fire.

Ryan remained expressionless, pushing the bowl of noodles forward: "It doesn't matter, you just need to come with me. I won't involve your companions. You're going to die anyway, so why not take a chance?"

The woman blinked, somewhat not understanding what he was saying.

"What good will this do you? Aren't you afraid your superiors will hold you accountable?"

As he said, being targeted by so many agents, suicide would be the best outcome, but the demands they made were so bizarre.

Internal strife among the moths drawn to the flame? Are they trying to turn me against them and uproot the organization?

The second point is unlikely; how could the things we did have been noticed by the headquarters of the Firemoth?

But isn't he afraid that I'll run away as soon as I step out of this door?

"Because in a sense, the Peninsula branch was also an obstacle to my mission, and my superiors only cared about the results."

"Obstacles?"

“You don’t think ‘Black Dog’ has nothing to do with them, do you? If I wanted to follow proper procedures, I should be sitting in the reception room of the Peninsula branch right now. Your network of connections is more useful.”

Meng suddenly realized that her IQ had actually dropped because she was too nervous.

That makes sense. Black Dog and Moth Chaser are inseparable. If you follow the proper procedures, you won't find a single clue. Only by relying on locals like yourself can you find any trace.

But she still didn't completely believe it, and whispered, "It's just me, and I'm not involved with anyone else. That black dog is also my enemy, so you can rest assured about that."

“Then it’s a pleasure to work with you.” Ryan extended his right hand.

So high-profile?

The woman hesitated for a moment, but eventually took his hand. At the same time, the surveillance agents noticed this strange behavior.

"Check that woman's identity. Yes, look for it in the archives."

They initially ignored the landlady, since Dr. Ryan wouldn't have any dealings with the locals, but this handshake caught their attention, and their powerful intelligence network quickly uncovered her identity.

"She is suspected of participating in two demonstrations, and the third branch suspects she is an opponent."

Once the opposition is confirmed, the person will be expelled from the protected area, making them a high-risk individual. Normally, such a minor figure could be easily arrested by agents, but Ryan's handshake with him raises serious suspicions.

This must be a big fish, otherwise why would someone like Dr. Ryan cooperate with her? Perhaps he has a lot of intelligence, or even the leader of the Jeju rebels!

But by then it was too late. After all, it involved that Ryan, and the minister was furious when he heard the report.

"They looked like they were preparing to leave the hotel."

Meng was already in a daze. She had lived for thirty-five years and experienced many things, but she never thought that one day she would encounter such an unbelievable thing.

After the two shook hands, the man gestured for him to follow, then walked to the next table and said directly to the agents, "I need her to help me investigate something. Because of her identity, she doesn't want to have too much contact with the Moth of Fire, so don't follow me. If I find out, someone might die."

Meng was stunned. She thought this man was going to use his power to make a deal, or that his exceptional skills would cover her escape. And that was it? He just went over and said a few words. Who did he think he was?

Before she could even look down on the man's arrogance, something even more amazing happened.

The agents blushed, then continued eating their noodles as if they hadn't heard anything. Those disguised as tenants and deliverymen looked away, some even turning to face the wall.

The scene was magical, but the woman clearly sensed the atmosphere: they were afraid, these vicious, lawless dogs were afraid, all because of a single sentence.

The two walked all the way to the hotel entrance, where there should have been sanitation workers or vendors everywhere, but now it was deserted, which showed how terrifying this inescapable net was.

Yet, despite the seemingly inescapable net, she slipped out as if taking a stroll, and then stiffly turned her head.

"Who exactly are you?"

The man, who was looking around, put his hands in his pockets, turned his head slightly, and spoke in a calm and natural tone.

"Just call me Ryan."

Chapter 216 The Cicada Sheds Its Shell!

Ryan left the hotel without any hesitation or questioning.

He seemed to have a unique aura, an aura stemming from the unpleasant losses suffered by the Japanese intelligence department.

Everyone knows that Lieutenant Whiteman and his team were killed by this man, but no one can do anything about it. To this day, the deaths of that team remain shrouded in mystery, and the cause of death has not been determined.

Why risk your life for such a small amount of money? Of course, some people don't believe in such superstitions, or they think the money they've received is enough to make them risk their lives.

boom--

A bolt of lightning struck, followed by a flash of bright light, which triggered screams throughout the city. As people rushed over, they discovered that despite the clear blue sky, a car was burning in the middle of the road.

The lightning struck with such precision that it didn't even scratch the hairs of the pedestrians nearby. Only the two people in the car were reduced to charred remains, their facial features still faintly revealing their astonishment.

Besides the onlookers, the special agents who arrived after hearing the news also made a lot of noise.

"Look, this is what happens to greed. This warning was very decisive." The bald middle-aged man shook his head, not expressing regret but feeling that his subordinate was too foolish.

"Is he declaring war on our Peninsula branch?"

"It's not that exaggerated. He's just expressing his attitude. The probability of lightning striking them precisely in a clear sky is one in a billion, but it's also possible. He won't admit it himself, so who would dare say it was him?"

The group of agents remained silent. As the department with the highest authority and the most arrogant and domineering attitude, they were so frustrated that they felt like they were about to vomit blood.

They were too arrogant, yet they knew their minister was right.

For the weak, they can be framed without any evidence; for the strong, even if someone slaps them in the face, they still have to smile and come up with excuses for them.

"Just forget it?"

"What else can we do? Report the situation truthfully, including his collusion with the leaders of the Peninsula rebels, and let those big shots have a headache."

“Send another person to make sure ‘Black Dog’ is hidden deeper. Explain to him clearly that if he is exposed, we won’t be able to protect him.”

The bald man made detailed arrangements, then glanced in the direction where Ryan had disappeared, and turned around without hesitation.

"Collect the body and return to the branch!"

I must be dreaming...

Meng walked behind Ryan like a puppet, watching the bustling crowds on the road. The demonstrations continued, and there were still many underage pickpockets.

But conspicuously, those vicious dogs were nowhere to be found.

What was that lightning strike? Could it be that they've already caught up, but are just hiding too well? Or are they planning to play the long game?

Confused, she followed Ryan into the alley. As the number of people around her gradually decreased, she finally snapped out of her daze.

"Wait a moment."

"Any more questions?" Ryan turned his head and saw the woman with a hesitant expression.

“You have the ability; you don’t need my help at all.” The woman pursed her thin lips, trying to appear brave and determined. “My abilities are not enough to help you, Mr. Ryan.”

I like smart people like this who have a good understanding of themselves.

"Don't worry, you can help, in a clever way," Ryan explained casually, though the reason was actually quite simple.

He needed someone to provide cover for him if he wanted to use Twilight Street as bait, and the rebels were the only suitable candidates because they were unlikely to tip him off.

Therefore, the 'black dog' is not important. What he needs is to create the illusion that he is still on the peninsula, and combined with the distance of tens of thousands of miles, make it impossible for the Fire-Chasing Moth to assume that he went to Twilight Street.

"Come on, let's hurry."

Filled with questions, Meng followed Ryan upstairs, walked down a dark and decaying corridor, and opened the innermost door.

Then she saw someone, a beautiful pink-haired girl.

The other person sat upright in a chair, holding a long knife in his hand, exuding a cold aura, and looking up, a pair of long ears made her pupils shrink sharply.

Those are monsters! Monsters called Fusion Warriors!

This kind of being is something that humans cannot resist at all. Legend has it that they can tear those terrifying Honkai Beasts apart with their bare hands, which makes her feel somewhat bewildered.

Who exactly did 'Black Dog' offend to attract the fusion warriors? No wonder those hounds retreated, and how did a nobody like me end up in the vortex?

"Sakura, when did you arrive?" Ryan didn't care what the woman behind him was thinking and slowly revealed a smile.

"I'm very careful now that I've just arrived. No one will notice. Dr. Mei has already covered for us, using the transfer bell as a cover." Sakura's voice remained gentle as she spoke softly, maintaining her usual meticulousness.

As the conflict between the two sides deepened, it was no longer safe for Ling to be in Lion City. Fortunately, Ryan asked May to move her in advance and disappear from the sight of the Fire Moth, so that Sakura's disappearance would become inevitable.

Rin is Sakura's weakness, and this is something that not only Ryan knows, so it's perfectly reasonable for him to go and meet his sister.

Upon hearing this, Ryan paused for a moment, then bowed slightly: "I'm sorry for delaying your meeting with Ling and dragging her into this."

"It was bound to happen sooner or later, and your matter is also very important. I have to do it well, even if it comes at a price, I'm willing to do so." Sakura was as direct as ever, making Ryan blush.

He was deeply moved for a moment, because he knew how much Ling meant to Sakura, and this girl had revealed her thoughts without any pretense.

This represents absolute trust and obedience; if he had no one behind him, he probably wouldn't have been able to resist embracing the girl.

"I will remember this."

"Well, I believe you."

Their tone was calm and gentle, their eyes met in silence, and then they became serious again in an instant. As top assassins, they both knew what was more important.

“She’s the one I picked out. She’ll help you stay on the peninsula. I need you to stay on the fringes of their sight for at least ten days.” Ryan pointed to the bewildered woman behind him. She didn’t need to know anything.

Sakura carefully examined the other person and nodded slightly with some satisfaction.

He seems calm and composed, suggesting he has relevant experience. His intelligence and emotional intelligence are both high, which will likely reduce a lot of trouble for him.

"Ryan, I've got the rest of the plan ready. Don't worry, nothing will go wrong."

Ryan was naturally at ease. Sakura and Mei were the two people he trusted the most. He only needed to put forward his ideas, and the rest would be handled naturally.

"I'll give you an extra task: if possible, find the black dog. The chances are slim, but see if you can get anything out of him."

“Okay, as long as there are no high-level fusion warriors around him, I can do this. Let’s put it after the first stage of the ten days.” Sakura thought for a moment and had a general idea of ​​what to do. Then, in front of Meng, she took out a hood.

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