Alien Executioner

An Ran kept hitting the plate with cutlery, making noises, while controlling the tentacles to reach towards the door.

The door was suddenly opened and the woman stumbled and fell to the ground.

"Ouch my waist—"

Sister Tang sat on the ground, touching her lower back, raised her head, and faced two unfriendly gazes with a guilty conscience.

"Hey Miss, I'm just passing by..."

"You are so good, Sister Tang." An Ran snorted, "Isn't this the first time that you enjoy laughing at my jokes so much?"

"I said no, believe it or not..."

At this moment, Sister Tang had lost all desire to live. She knew that she was doomed. She looked at An Xin stiffly. The director's eyes seemed to see through everything.

As expected, she slowly said, "Last night, you left the living room and went to the corridor. What were you doing?"

"Is there such a thing?" An Ran was stunned.

Sister Tang's heart skipped a beat.

The girl's face darkened, and without hesitation she controlled all the tentacles and stabbed at her at the same time.

Just then, Ling walked in calmly, blocking Sister Tang and the tentacles, and glanced at her casually.

"Miss, Marvin is here." she said softly.

"I understand." An Xin nodded and looked at her sister apologetically.

She handed the unfinished plate of food in front of her to An Ran:

"Sorry, sister. I have to leave for something. Can you help me finish this?"

"Where are you going?" An Ran was only concerned with this question.

"Just go to the White Bird Club. I promise it won't take long."

"it is good."

"I hope that when I come back, you will have finished eating everything." An Xin walked up to her sister and kissed her goodbye.

……two

In the basement of the White Bird Club, the operating laboratory was disturbed by noise, and the staff checked for safety hazards.

Marvin, wearing a yellowed coat, sat on a swivel chair, crossed his legs, and read a novel in a lewd manner.

He was completely immersed in the plot of the novel, muttering to himself, not noticing the person behind him:

"Hehehe, a younger top is really good, saying honorifics while doing it, it's not often that a sister begs for mercy from her younger sister..." I

A cold air swept through the surroundings. Marvin shivered and touched his arm which was covered with goose bumps.

"How strange, did those guys turn on the air conditioner?" He touched his shiny head.

He continued to turn the pages, not noticing the cold-eyed woman behind him, and repeatedly pondered the wonderful plot of the novel. Although he looked greasy and dirty on the outside, his heart was as pink as a beautiful girl's, and he really couldn't put this book down.

"Have you finished reading?" A terrifying voice came from behind.

Marvin's hair stood on end. He stood up and dropped the book in his hand to the ground.

"Miss! I didn't know you were here."

"It's okay, you're concentrating, I don't want to disturb you." An Xin picked up the book on the ground and glanced at the cover.

"Sister's Slave Girl"

"I didn't expect you to have such a hobby, Marvin. You really surprised me."

"Hehe, everyone has some weird hobbies." Marvin looked embarrassed and wanted to find a hole in the ground to crawl into.

"I've only heard of this book. A book that can make Marvin smile like that must be really special. Tell me, Marvin, before we get down to business, why don't you tell me what's so wonderful about this book?"

An Xin sat on a rattan chair, flipping through the book casually and glancing through it quickly.

Ma Wen didn't dare to speak. Even when An Xin lowered her head, she had the illusion that someone was observing and examining her.

It was like she had a second pair of eyes that weren't there.

"It's okay, Marvin. I don't care about such things. I'm just curious."

"This book... uh..." Marvin hesitated, "There is a very exciting twist in the end."

"Oh?"

"The younger sister turned into a yandere and made her sister her own property."

An Xin was stunned and raised her head with a confused look.

Chapter 380: Egg of Rebirth (Twenty)

An Xin rarely showed surprise, and Ma Wen's description really took her by surprise.

She remained silent and turned the book directly to the end.

All the content and plot came to mind.

There is indeed such a reversal in the book, but...

This plot seems to exist only once, and it seems that the protagonist of the book did not succeed, but was later imprisoned and disciplined by his sister again.

When she thought of putting her sister and herself in the situation, she couldn't help but smile.

If it was her sister who kept seducing her, she would definitely not succeed.

"So novels are novels after all." An Xin closed the book and threw it to Ma Wen.

"Let's get down to business."

"Business, yes, business." Marvin hurriedly stuffed the book into the crack of the table and took out a tablet.

"It has been confirmed that the laboratory under the Moroccan Manor is the core location of the Fallen Angel Experiment..."

An Xin interrupted him unhappily, "Just skip the nonsense."

"The Fallen Angel Devourer did not exist from the beginning. In other words, the purpose of the entire Fallen Angel experiment was not to revolve around the Fallen Angel. The real Fallen Angel Devourer has already merged with humans."

Marvin took the tablet handed to him by a subordinate and showed her the screen, which showed a picture of an incomplete file.

He handed the printed copy on the desk to An Xin as well. "It records in detail the stages and details of the Fallen Angel experiment over the past eight years, but a quarter is missing. We can get the data of three test subjects, that is, the first generation of test subjects, labeled as one, two, and three respectively."

Marvin pointed out the key points. He was a crazy researcher, and his eyes were burning with passion when he talked about fallen angels.

"Subject number one, Song Yixue, and her father, Song Zhengguo, were both implanted with the same half of the Devouring Sorrow. According to the previous analysis of their corpses, the data here is highly consistent with the data I obtained myself, so the information here is worth referring to."

Hundreds of thousands of words of archival data included the entire fallen angel experiment of the Storm Organization and the Alphabet Organization over the past eight years. Whenever Marvin looked at this data, he couldn't help but dance with joy, but because of the eldest lady, he resisted the urge.

"Experimental subject number two is Gu Zhilan, the daughter of the head of the Intelligence Department and the former head of the Operations Department. Her data results are very different from Song Yixue's. This is due to the difference in Devouring Sorrow. Therefore, the data trajectory is exactly the same, but here comes the problem."

Marvin paused and took a deep breath.

"The data of subject No. 0 is completely different. Whether in terms of results or trajectory, it is completely different from the previous two people. According to the data comparison obtained by the Alphabet Organization, the upper limit of the phagocytic cells of subject No. is ten times the sum of the previous two, and even far exceeds this value. The number of phagocytic cells in the dormant state is , which means that under normal conditions, this subject cannot breed phagocytic cells..."

An Xin touched the fine printed paper and looked at the data with an expressionless face.

"Among these data, the data on the Devouring Sorrow of Subject No. 3 is blank."

"Maybe in the missing quarter." An Xin said.

"No, no, no, miss, I don't think so." Marvin pointed to one of the places.

"Look here, the Devouring Data of No. 3 is right here. The Storm Organization actually recorded it, but the result recorded is 'none'. This shows that the experimental subject is in a normal condition. In addition to the lack of phagocytic cells, there is not even Devouring Data! This speculation took me a long time to come up with. After all, the data is there. No. 3 has alien data, and it is very scary!"

An Xin's eyes swept over the detailed physical data of subject No. 3.

Height: 135~ (CM)

Weight: 34~(KG)

Blood pressure: 67~ (MMHG)

……

Basic content of phagocytes: None

Upper limit of phagocyte content: SS+~

Phagocyte production rate: SS+~

Number of Half-Death: 3

Is semi-death controllable?: Uncontrollable

Is semi-death stable: Unstable

Destruction level: S+

Reaction speed: S+...

An Xin withdrew her gaze and looked at Ma Wen's burning eyes. She already understood what he meant.

"You want to tell me that this Experiment No. 3 is actually the new Fallen Angel. That's a good guess."

"Actually, Miss, you already know the answer." Marvin said, "You also know who number three is."

"You already knew it was her, didn't you, the excellent executive." He pointed to the height.

"That's what I guessed." Marvin nodded, and his enthusiastic gaze quickly dissipated.

"In fact, I am not completely sure whether she is the owner of the Fallen Angel's Sorrow. After all, even you cannot determine whether she is a man-made alien."

"The blood flowing in her body has the aura of Devouring Sorrow. This is a very strange thing."

"I really don't know how her father did it." Marvin looked at the information, "Her parents were one of the initiators of the Fallen Angel Experiment, but they mysteriously disappeared a few years ago and there is no trace of them anymore. Could it be that Zi Zi abandoned them after they had done their job... Oh, by the way, I found something even more interesting."

Marvin pulled up a photo from his tablet.

The photo shows a couple standing side by side, smiling broadly, holding a ball of deep red meat paste.

This seems to be a celebratory photo. After all, the person who hid behind the scenes and created artificial aliens could not keep this secret for a lifetime. As the founder of the Fallen Angel Experiment, he had to keep a souvenir.

In addition to the couple, there is also the shadow of a third person in the photo.

In the dim corner of the mechanical wall, the man turned his back to the camera, holding a cigarette in his hand, admiring the corpse on the wall.

Ma Wen then called up the background photo of the former operations chief Gu Simiao. At that time, he was facing an alien, holding a pure white sickle, his cloak fluttering in the wind, standing in the gorgeous city night, with bullet trajectories passing through the air.

He deliberately compared the two photos, and the result is self-evident.

Marvin gently reminded:

"He is most likely one of the founders of the Fallen Angel experiment. This evidence is very important. It also explains why Gu Zhilan became one of the three major experimental subjects of the Fallen Angel."

"He's already dead, what's the use of this evidence?" An Xin looked up at him and said lightly.

"There's no need to mention a dead person. He died in District 9. That's enough."

"But..." Marvin frowned and suddenly asked, "Is he really dead? Miss, you know better than me."

An Xin was silent for a long time, and a flash of murderous intent crossed his eyes, causing the outspoken research leader to shudder.

"Marvin."

She said, her voice flat.

"Don't talk too much about some things."

Chapter 381: Crazy Eyes (I)

The air seemed to freeze, and even the sound of the laboratory machinery seemed to slow down by half a beat.

The underground laboratory was not spacious, and heavy huh sounds echoed. Under the cover of the sound of the fan, more than a dozen eyes turned to the man.

Several researchers hiding in the corner pointed their pistols at him. At that moment, the man and his subordinates became lambs to be slaughtered.

An Xin raised her hand with an unhappy look on her face, and the researchers with guns withdrew their hands, and the heavy atmosphere eased a lot.

"I have always believed that you are a very smart person, but your stupidity is really unbearable to me."

"I'm sorry, Miss. You know I'm not in a clear mind most of the time." Marvin was sweating profusely.

For the An family, in today's era, arbitrarily disposing of a person's life and death is like the mafia a hundred years ago, everything they do is wrapped in layers of darkness. As a servant of this family, what is valued is value, and it is because of value that they have their current status.

The eldest daughter, An Xin, is the heiress of the family. Although she did not crawl out of blood step by step, she is a born devil. The devil will amuse herself according to her mood, and will also deal with someone at will because of her displeasure.

Ma Wen regretted what she had just said, but she really didn't think it through. She always hated being denied what she said.

"If you have time, change your mind." An Xin said coldly, "Is this okay?"