Alien Executioner

This is a centuries-old tradition of FACA. In order to appease the emotions of the people, the rebellious executives are collectively referred to as human heretics possessed by the Damned and executed.

This tradition was abolished more than a decade ago. The federal government has never been stingy with bullets when facing alien species, let alone human heretics. Compared with conducting a troublesome trial, it is simplest and most effective to take these executive traitors to the execution ground and shoot them directly.

But I don't know what the Administrative Palace had in mind, they actually restarted the trial plan and had to reopen the Heresy Inquisition Bureau that had been closed.

Due to the previous abolition, the Inquisition has completely turned into a church. So when the priest learned about this, he argued with reason to prevent the bloodshed in the holy place. The man called the devil was spreading mass to another evil ghost in the prayer place. If there is a master in the world, then the master will faint from anger.

But the priest could not stop the upcoming trial after all. This was a request from the Administrative Palace. It took less than two hours to find the traitor and issue the verdict.

Everything happened too fast. They were eager to kill this traitor and execute him in the most painful and torturous way.

The FACA executives had no objection to this and attributed Secretary Li Fei's death to this traitor. Everyone was filled with anger, and An Ran did not object.

Everyone thinks that the rebels will have to pay the price.

He walked into the church door, and a warm sea of ​​light poured down on him like a tide, like a huge carnival.

But the church was completely silent. The man on the cross gritted his teeth wearily, and the officers following him stopped.

As the executive officer of the temple, An Ran was the only one who could enter the deepest part of the church, while the other executive officers could only stay and watch from afar.

Walking along the red carpet to the cross, the man who had lost his virginity raised his head.

The man had a pair of beautiful green eyes and said hoarsely:

"I am not possessed by a monster at all. I am a human being."

"You help the Alien Invasion Countermeasures Bureau." An Ran's eyes were calm, "and you don't want to say anything."

"But you shouldn't execute me in this way. You should shoot me." The man was unwilling.

An Ran took out a piece of paper and handed it to him so that he could see clearly.

The man's eyes widened.

"This is the ruling issued by the Executive Palace. They hope that you will be executed as a monster. This will help ease the public's emotions. It would be very embarrassing to let the outside world know that the FACA headquarters was invaded by aliens. It would question the ability of the executive officers to maintain it for a hundred years."

An Ran took back the verdict. It was his first time executing a human being, and his eyes were as calm as water.

"Your crime has already been judged. There is no need to repent. This matter will end when you die."

He held the Death Seeker in his hand, with the tip pressed against the man's forehead.

"I will stab you in the head first, then your limbs, and finally your chest. I will not kill you right away, but I will torture you until you have a mental breakdown."

After saying that, An Ran added softly:

"If it weren't for the people from the Administrative Palace behind me, I would actually want to kill you with a knife, because we really hate noise."

The man's eyes widened when he heard An Ran call himself "we", but he was the only one who could carry out the execution. He was so scared that he could not see anyone else here.

An Ran slowly approached the man. The sickle had already cut a hole in his body and blood was gushing out. The bound man struggled in fear.

"You actually still have a chance to speak out. I am the highest director and have the power to give you the most painful death. The Administrative Palace cannot control me. The verdict also has a special requirement at the end, which is to burn you at the stake, and the people behind me will take photos for backup."

Burning at the stake is always the most severe form of punishment, especially for dying criminals whose entire bodies are already as cold as death. Burning can make the body feel warm, awakening the desperate soul, and then causing it to be completely annihilated like ashes.

Hearing this, the man's eyes were filled with despair, but he still didn't say anything.

An Ran frowned, watching the man twisting on the cross, trying to avoid the sickle's contact as much as possible.

"You are obviously a human being. I can understand that you can't resist the temptation of money and do stupid things."

The sickle left a hideous wound on the man's forehead, and his sinister skull could be seen.

An Ran stopped moving, and his tone gradually lost his patience:

"But I can't understand why you don't tell me. If you tell me who ordered it, at least I can guarantee that you won't die."

"I didn't order anyone to do this. I did it for money." The man trembled in pain, all the strength in his body was drained by the pain.

An Ran was surprised at the man's stubbornness.

He knew very well that it was impossible for a man to have access to gray authority. As an executive officer stationed at the headquarters, if he wanted to help the aliens infiltrate FACA and escape safely, he needed help from someone behind the scenes.

Since he didn't say anything, there was no need to stay. An Ran closed her eyes, clenched the sickle, and aimed it at the man's chest based on her feeling.

"It's that woman, that woman..." The man suddenly became angry and poured all his strength into his mouth.

"Which woman?"

"It's her! It's her——"

A gunshot rang out in the church and went straight into the man's head. The splashing blood dyed half of An Ran's face red.

The sudden operation was unexpected. He turned around and saw a young woman holding a pistol, staring at the dead man with a cold face.

Chapter 449 Undercurrent (IX)

At the church door, An Ran took the wet wipes that had been prepared long ago and wiped the blood off his face, looking at the woman calmly.

Just when the traitor was about to reveal the person behind the scenes, a sudden gunshot completely broke everything.

He didn't think it was a coincidence that no one could be involved in the execution.

Standing next to the woman was Li Fei, the head of the Intelligence Department, who was also among the executive officers watching.

She looked at the cross inside the church from time to time, and only when the others poured gasoline and burned the bodies did her gaze relax.

An Ran looked down at the bloodstained khaki windbreaker, his displeasure clearly evident in his eyes.

"I need an explanation."

"This is the latest instruction from the Administrative Palace." Li Fei motioned for an executive to come up and take a document.

When An Ran took the document and glanced at it quickly, she continued:

"This woman is the younger sister of my former secretary, the outstanding executive Wen Ruo. She was originally in Green Algae City, and she rushed here after I notified her in the early morning."

The woman named Wen Nuo handed the gun to the executive officer next to her, and then spoke respectfully to An Ran:

"Hello Director An, I'm Wen Nuo."

"The Administrative Palace temporarily changed the execution plan and adopted the method of shooting." An Ran pondered, "It was too sudden. He almost confessed."

"An Ran, it doesn't matter anymore. He has to die no matter what." Li Fei looked at him with a smile.

It's indeed an undeniable reason...

An Ran couldn't help but wonder whether the coincidence was reasonable, but it was not the first time that the politicians in the Administrative Palace made arbitrary changes.

"Because he killed my sister." Wen Nuo said coldly, "So I fired the gun myself. I'm sorry, Director An. This is not Chief Li's fault. I acted on my own initiative. If anything has been delayed because of this, please punish me."

An Ran glanced at her, threw the documents at her, and walked towards the convoy.

The woman who picked up the document looked at Li Fei with complicated eyes.

"Section Chief, is the Director angry?"

"He's always like this. You'll get used to it quickly if you come to headquarters. Also, you're a little rude."

……

An Ran did not choose to return to the Countermeasures Bureau, as he felt there was no need to hold a meeting with the ministers.

My sister is in charge of everything at FACA. She handled all matters in a swift and decisive manner. She was originally in the Administrative Palace and rushed here after learning about the invasion of the headquarters. With her there, I seemed redundant.

The first thing An Ran did when he returned home was to change his clothes. The blood stains on his windbreaker stimulated the hunger of the phagocytes in his body.

That feeling came again, from once a day to every few hours now.

She changed her appearance, sat on the sofa in Anya's posture, and thought carefully about the whole process.

Everything was too coincidental. After Wang Feng and Gu Simiao appeared, the headquarters of the Countermeasures Bureau was invaded immediately. She certainly had reason to suspect that the planner was related to these two people. Although they had the same purpose, it did not mean that the enemy of my enemy was my friend.

And in the execution this morning, the man revealed the gender of his instigator before he died, and it was a woman.

Speaking of which, this traitor was caught by Li Fei, and Gu Simiao is her husband, so the involvement is already obvious.

Anya was exhausted, trying to uncover the final veil. Things were too complicated and a little confusing.

She took a deep breath and stuffed the clothes into the washing machine, but unexpectedly the washing machine in her room broke down, so she had to send it to her sister's room.

Turning around, she was startled.

"you?"

A woman with a dirty face stood at the door, looking as if she had just crawled through a sewer, covered in mud and stinking. No one knew when Sister Tang came in, and everything was silent, not even Anya noticed.

"Hey, Boss, it's me." Sister Tang didn't expect herself to be so impressive at this moment, and said dryly, "Am I that scary?"

"How did you get in?"

"I just walked in. Boss, your door is not closed."

Anya subconsciously looked at the ground, afraid that the woman had dirty the floor.

Noticing this look, Sister Tang quickly explained, "I took off my shoes and socks when I came in, so don't worry."

Anya was very curious about how Sister Tang from Honghu City came back to Huacheng, but before that she still asked with concern:

"Are you okay? Do you want to take a shower?"

Sister Tang's eyes lit up, and she turned around and rushed into the bathroom, but was caught by Anya quickly, and her tentacles bit her trouser leg.

Seeing Sister Tang falling to the ground with a cry, Anya said calmly:

"This is the toilet in my sister's room. You are not allowed to use it. Use the one over there and wash it more cleanly."

Sister Tang nodded, crawled out of the room, looked at the stains on the floor, Anya sighed, and began to clean up.

Sister Tang always takes a quick shower. Five minutes later, she appeared in the living room looking brand new, wearing Anya's former men's clothes, looking quite chic.

"Did you go to the sewer to meet Bagshas?" Anya asked casually while sitting on the sofa.

"How do you know?" Sister Tang was shocked.

Anya was just guessing and of course she would not admit it.

But she didn't think Bagshas would respond to Sister Tang.

"Don't I know you yet?" Anya appropriately showed that she was as omniscient as her sister.

"I heard what happened here. Bagshas told me."

There was not much emotion on Sister Tang's face. Instead, she showed a faint smile when she said this.

Anya was silent for a while. She was originally hesitating whether to tell her about this. If there was only one person in the world who truly cared about Xu Sinuo, it would be Sister Tang.

But now that she knows everything, there is no need to hide it anymore.

"Yeah."

This is the only answer.

"Did Bagshas take the initiative to find you?" Anya looked at her.

"No, I took the initiative to find it, drilled into the sewer, and then used your method. I didn't expect it to work."

Sister Tang yawned, obviously she didn't sleep well, but An Ran felt a little stiff, as if she was deliberately hiding her emotions.

"What are you looking for Bagsas for? It's a deadly beast. Aren't you afraid of being eaten by a human like you?"

Anya lay on the sofa like a lazy western lady, squinting her eyes.

Although he looks lazy, he has a kind of strength that is hard to look at.

Perhaps only in front of Sister Tang at home can she act so strong.

"I've run into some trouble. I don't want FACA to know my whereabouts. You know, I'm helping you find the traces of the alphabet organization."

Sister Tang skillfully took out a bottle of whiskey from the wine cabinet and picked up a clean glass on the table, just like she was at home.

"Then I was chased by a group of alien species and had to go into the sewer. I thought of this and gave it a try."

After saying that, she shrugged and smiled playfully.

"I even uttered pious words when I called upon it."

"You can cast spells?"

"I made it myself."

"Self-created?" Anya was happy.

Sister Tang cleared her throat:

"I'll read it to you, the great master of the sewers, the filthy, corrupt, and filthy undead, the dishonest superior..."