Transform into Ruan Mei and start from the battlefield of national destiny

Three gunshots were fired.

This is the standard self-defense pistol for the Fire Moth members. Although it is for self-defense, it is quite powerful and enough to penetrate a mad elephant. It was originally intended to be used to deal with the dead soldiers and Honkai beasts that appear in the Honkai, but it is a waste of it to use it against humans.

However, in John's hopeful gaze, Holhaiya seemed fine. She continued to move forward and finally stopped in front of John.

Because he was facing the moonlight, John could not see Holhaiya's true appearance, but he could still see the wings above Holhaiya's head and the snake tail behind him. There was even a hint of ridicule in his vertical pupils, like those of a cold-blooded animal.

"Your attack seems to be ineffective. What's going on?" Holhaiya smiled, like a cat playing with its prey. Then, she stretched out her hand, and three bullets that carried John's hopes floated in front of John's eyes, supported by an invisible force.

Seeing this scene, how could John not understand what had just happened?

Is there really someone who can easily block a bullet attack?!

"You you you - you monster!" He screamed as the feeling of his neck getting closer and closer.

"Yes, yes, then, please answer the monster's questions honestly. Otherwise, I can't guarantee what will happen to you."

Chapter 26 Snake, so cute

beep - beep -

The phone kept ringing, and a green-haired woman in a white coat and with dark circles under her eyes walked out of the laboratory.

Looking at the caller's name displayed on the phone screen, her brows furrowed.

"Holhaiya, you'd better give me a reasonable reason to disturb my experiment." Mebius said to the other end of the phone in a bad tone.

"It seems that our Miss Mobius is very angry. This really hurts my heart. I'm running around to clean up the mess for you." Holhaiya's joking voice made Mobius stunned.

Aftermath? What aftermath?

Mebius had no idea that he had recently commissioned Holhaya to do something.

"What do you mean, Holhaiya?" asked Mebius.

"A few days ago, did someone claiming to be from the Fire Moth come to see you?" Holhaiya asked.

Mebius thought for two or three seconds before he remembered the person he had long forgotten. "Yes, that's what happened. And then?"

"My dear lady, you have offended them quite badly," Holhaiya laughed twice and continued, "They can't swallow this, so they plan to use some force."

"Then let them come. They are just a bunch of mediocre people. Why should I, Mobius, be afraid of them?" Mobius snorted disdainfully. In her opinion, the so-called fire moths and the so-called officials were not worth mentioning at all.

Mobius looked down upon this bunch of insects, who were nothing but a bunch of useless people who only knew how to hold each other back and fight among themselves.

"No, no, no. They don't dare to attack you, a world-renowned scientist, Mebius. They just want to show you how powerful they are, so they focus their attention on the people around you." Holhaiya sneered as he looked at John, who was nailed to the wall in front of him and passed out.

"Someone around me?" Mebius was stunned when he heard that.

"Yeah, otherwise why would I be wandering around outside at this hour, when it's clearly time to go to bed?"

The people around him were very important to him, and they also provoked Hol Haiya, causing Hol Haiya to come out and work so hard in the middle of the night...

The identity of the person they want to deal with is about to be revealed.

Mebius' pupils shrank suddenly, and he held the phone and said in a lost voice: "Is Mom okay?"

In response to Mobius, there was silence on the other end of the line for several seconds.

Then, Holhaiya laughed: "Hahahahahahahahaha, Mobius, your reaction is so cute. I didn't expect you to say that word. You always called that woman directly before."

Even though he couldn't see Holhaiya's face through the phone, Mebius could imagine that this hateful woman must be laughing so hard that she couldn't straighten her back.

And Holhaiya's laughter also made Mebius's mind completely clear.

"Mom? Phew, Miss Mobius, my impression of you has completely changed, and for the better. Oh, oops, I forgot to record it. If Ms. Ruan Mei heard me call her 'Mom', she would definitely be happy, right?"

"Holhaiya! Shut your mouth!" Mebius' body was trembling slightly, and her pretty face was red. She was not only angry, but also blamed herself and was shy after telling the truth.

In order to study the Herrscher core sent by Ruan Mei, Mebius had not had a normal schedule for a long time. Just an hour ago, at Klein's advice, he took a short nap on his desk, and then he was woken up by a call from Holhaiya.

The bad mood caused by lack of sleep, coupled with the mental strain of staying in the laboratory for a long time, made Mebius's mind very unclear. He was also worried about Ruan Mei, so he didn't react at all for a while.

My adoptive mother is no ordinary person. How can a mere assassin hurt her? It's hilarious. It's even less credible than me lying in Ruan Mei's arms and acting like a spoiled child... No, why did I think of using this as an example? Damn, I was really confused in my sleep.

Mebius slapped his forehead and said, "Holhaiya, if you only came to inform me of this matter tonight, you can hang up now!"

"Well, it's just this little thing. I want to tell you to be careful of the people chasing the Fire Moth, so I'm hanging up first." Holhaiya finished speaking, lowering his voice again with an unbearable smile. "Actually, I was lying to you, Mobius. I have always had the habit of recording."

After saying that, without waiting for any reaction from Mobius on the other side of the microphone, Holhaiya directly pressed the hang-up button. She stretched lazily, and even her tail was stretched straight: "Huh - what a great harvest tonight."

Humming softly, Holhaiya walked up to John, who was COSing as a "failed man" on the wall, and patted the man's cheek with the pistol he had seized from him.

"I'm very happy today, and since you're not the mastermind and you only planned to kidnap, I'll let you go."

After Holhaiya finished speaking, he snapped his fingers, and the force pressing on John disappeared, and the man fell to the ground with a thud.

"By the way, let me remind you again, don't think about telling anyone what happened tonight, because it's completely useless. Bye." After saying this, Holhaiya opened the window and jumped out directly from a height of more than 40 floors.

John covered his neck and understood how the other party bypassed the Fire Moth's security system and entered his home.

After coughing several times to suppress the fear in his heart, John looked at his mobile phone, wondering whether he should dial the number to call Congressman Preston.

He was worried that what Horhaiya said before he left was not empty talk, but at the same time he felt ridiculous that a senior official of a powerful violent organization under the United Nations was threatened so much that he did not dare to make a phone call.

After much hesitation, John finally made a decision. He tremblingly dialed the number, and after a long ring, the call was connected.

Councillor Preston, your plan has been discovered and Ruan Mei has sent someone to find you!

John had intended to say this, but what he said surprised him greatly: "Mr. Preston, I like you very much. I've wanted to confess my feelings to you for a long time!"

???

!!!

Damn, what happened, why did I say such a thing!

John froze in shock.

On the other end of the phone, Congressman Preston, who was woken up late at night, was interrupted in his spell by unexpected and ridiculous remarks before he could lose his temper. He was also stunned for several seconds, and even wondered if he was dreaming or if there was something wrong with his ears.

"Mr. John, I think you have been overworked recently. It seems you need a vacation." Councilman Preston said in a bad tone.

Oh no! My job!

Without having time to think about why he was talking nonsense, John hurried to make amends.

What I just said is not what I wanted to say. I wanted to tell you that your plan has been discovered and the killer is here!

"I really mean it, Councillor Preston. I fell in love with you the first time I saw you!"

NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! !

Chapter 27: Social Death Must Be Tasted

After spending a night in fear, John went to the Fire Moth headquarters the next morning with a pair of panda eyes.

He sighed and looked sad all the way, thinking that he would face being fired after arriving at the office. However, as soon as his left foot stepped into the office door, several men in black appeared on both sides and lifted him up without saying a word.

It wasn't until he was put in the interrogation room that he understood what had happened.

Good news, my job is saved.

Bad news, I have become a criminal suspect.

Mr. Preston, the congressman of the Fire Moth, was found dead in his room by his servants. He died very unsteadily, with a distorted expression on his face and his limbs bent at incredible angles, which was enough to prove that he was in great pain in the last period of his life.

The injuries left on his body clearly proved that what happened to Congressman Preston was not an accident, but a murder, a very perfect murder that left no useful clues at the scene.

The only thing of some value was Congressman Preston's cell phone, which contained a call. According to the forensic examination of the congressman's body, the call was made very close to the time of his death, less than an hour ago.

That's right, the call was made by John, so John was considered a major suspect - although he did not do it himself, he was very likely related to the murderer.

Currently, the criminal investigation department is already trying to reproduce the content of telephone communications. It is a bit troublesome, but current technology can still barely do this.

John was numb. He sat in the cold interrogation chair and couldn't help but feel that it would be better for him to die, because if he really reproduced the content of the phone call to those people, then he would be no different from death - social death is also a kind of death.

Originally, John only needed to tell everything that happened last night in detail, but he had tried. No matter how he spoke or wrote, as long as it involved information about the incident, it would all turn into nonsense and random drawings.

Just as he was thinking about what to do, a man walked in from outside the interrogation room and whispered a few words in the interrogator's ear.

Then, John noticed that the interrogator's gaze towards him became extremely strange.

"Okay, Mr. John, thank you for your cooperation. It seems we have misunderstood." The interrogator opened the straps of the interrogation chair and patted John on the shoulder.

He lowered his voice and said in a heavy tone: "My condolences, Mr. John."

How could John not understand what had happened? It must be those damn guys who reproduced the communication content.

"No, it's not like that." John wanted to explain himself anxiously, but found that he had no way to speak.

"Mr. John, I understand how you feel right now. Although it's difficult to talk about falling in love with an older homosexual, Fire Moth doesn't have any prejudice against your sexual orientation or hobbies."

The interrogator looked at John with pity. "Congressman Preston's funeral will be held in a week. You can go to the funeral and lay a bouquet of flowers for him."

After saying that, the interrogator walked out of the interrogation room, leaving behind John's almost gray figure.

"How's the guy inside?" a colleague asked outside the interrogation room.

"What a poor guy! He finally mustered up the courage, but ended up like this..." The interrogator shook his head and sighed endlessly.

"Yeah, it's really miserable," the colleague replied.

This scene was heard by a passing employee.

Not long after, the distraught John returned to his workstation and found that everyone was looking at him with pity and awe.

At this time, John finally understood that the reason why he was not killed like his boss was not because Holhaiya was kind-hearted, but because he felt that his crime did not deserve the death penalty, so the punishment became... social death!

It would have been better if he had been killed right then!

Why did I call him at that time? Wouldn't it be better to just stay at home and pretend nothing happened and get some sleep?!

While John was lying on the table groaning inwardly because of his social death, far away in another city, in a Soviet-style garden, the famous biologist and pioneer who pushed human biology forward a great step forward, Möbius, was also facing a similar situation.

You see something placed on the table, a tape recorder with a cassette tape in it.

This tape recorder is like a black hole, attracting your attention. You are very curious about the contents of the tape, so you move your eyes to the buttons on the tape recorder.

What a perfect button it is! The rounded corners gleam with a beautiful luster, and the triangular mark in the middle scratches your heart like a cat's paw.

You can't help but exclaim: "This button is really a button~"

Such a perfect button can't help but remind you of the rocking cars that greeted you on the street when you were a child. Although there is no connection between them, you did hear the words: "Uncle, come and play."

So you make a decision - you can't let a button be underestimated, you have to strike hard and press it hard.

With a slight click, you heard the sound of electricity, the tape began to turn, and then a beautiful voice was played.

You stood there in a daze, because you never thought that the person you knew so well would say such a thing.

"Mom, is she okay?"

Oh my god, this is like the pizza from the grandma next door that turned out to be really good.

A strange attraction drives you to reach out again and press the play button.

"Mom, is she okay?"

stamp.

"Mom, is she okay?"

stamp.

"Mom, is she okay?"

stamp……

Your outstretched hand was blocked. You looked up and found that it was the owner of the voice. Her face was flushed red, as if water could drip out. In a gloomy tone, she issued a warning to you: "Have you had enough fun?"

You withdraw your hand in disappointment, realizing that exposing someone's scars in front of them does seem unkind, but making someone show an expression you've never seen before is also a form of pioneering spirit, isn't it?

Get the reward - plum blossom cake made by mom.

"Delicious, delicious!" Xing stuffed the snack decorated with plum petals into her mouth without looking away. If no one had seen her pressing the button, no one would have thought that she was the culprit who made Mebius shy.

No, it should be said that Holhaiya, who recorded the conversation and made it into a tape, is the culprit, and Xing is just an accomplice.

However, at this moment, the victim could no longer glare at Holhaiya, because after stopping Xing's actions, Mebius's mind had sunk into chaos.