Alien Executioner

"I have a secret that even your mother and your sister don't know." An Moshu answered the question irrelevantly.

An Ran didn't respond and just looked at her coldly.

The Bagshas on the ground slowly squirmed and gathered at the woman's feet, not caring about An Ran's presence at all. An Ran also took a closer look at them and relaxed. These were all old friends. Usually, they were controlled by his father. He didn't expect that his aunt could also use them.

She couldn't help but sigh at the family secret. Perhaps one day in the future, the biggest enemy of her and her sister would no longer be the Shang clan, but their own family.

"Do you want to know what the secret is?" An Moshu smiled.

"That's the correct way to put it. Do you want to tell me?" An Ran said coldly, "Since you mentioned that you have a secret, you don't plan to keep it secret any longer."

"You're so smart, you're worthy of being my niece." An Moshu said, "But I suddenly don't want to say it anymore. There's no point in saying it anyway."

An Ran lowered his head silently and remained silent for a while.

He changed Naia's identity in front of his aunt, and the girl in the white dress stood up and sighed helplessly.

An Moshu raised her head and looked at her niece in front of her, "What's wrong?"

Before he could react, the girl kicked him and the chair over.

"The father is you, it must be you! This stupid and servile tone can't be wrong! What the hell are you doing, you bastard!"

An Moshu knelt on the ground, holding her head and wailing: "Ouch, ouch, be gentle, stop kicking me, stop kicking me, how did I get exposed... be... be insolent, I'm your aunt, you can't kick me, I was just joking!"

"Do you think I will believe it?"

Anya was tired of kicking and retracted her legs. Only a stupid father in this world would make her want to kick him over.

He sat back in his chair and coldly watched the "woman" stand up, stumble across the table, and wipe the shoe prints off her clothes.

"Why do you have to disguise yourself as my aunt?" Anya asked quietly.

"Tell me how you found out first? I haven't been exposed for so many years, and your mother and sister don't know about it." An Moshu asked depressedly.

"Because I have the urge to kick you. These thoughts are made up of the phagocytes in my body." Anya acted quite idealistic.

"How can you say that?" My father was stunned. She still spoke in the voice of my aunt, "It's just the sixth sense. In other words, you have no evidence at all."

"There's nothing I can do if you don't admit it. Who knows, you might even get an apology from me." Anya smiled slyly.

"Father, you look so disgusting now."

"Haha, so that's how it is. As expected, a father can never resist the love of his daughter." The woman laughed. Although her face and voice were those of an aunt, her silly tone was indeed An Mochen's.

Anya was curious about her father's hobby, and had to say that he was a master of imitation, with no flaws at all.

If he hadn't been unable to bear the kick and admitted it, I really wouldn't have been able to confirm his identity.

Such a father is truly unique in the world.

Thinking about the performance and illusion just now, it makes sense. The father who can control Bagshas might be Shang.

But it felt terribly strange to have my aunt's face speaking to me as my father.

There was no sense of incongruity, as if the aunt and father were the same person.

Anya's pupils contracted and her eyes became increasingly sharp as she looked at the woman.

"What's the secret you want to tell?"

An Moshu gave her a look that said, "You are so smart. You are worthy of being my daughter's father." She said with a grin, "I am your father."

"Don't be so frivolous!" Anya's face darkened.

"This is my secret, but you must not tell anyone else." The woman retracted her smile and spoke each word seriously.

Anya frowned. This secret was really scary. "So you mean, my aunt and father..." She smiled more and more unbridled, treating this secret as if it were a treasure.

An Moshu suddenly seemed like a different person. She picked up the high heels with the bottoms kicked to pieces on the ground. The aura that should have belonged to her father and aunt disappeared together. The look in her eyes as she looked at the high heels in her hands was so unfamiliar.

"What do you think of the performance just now?"

Chapter 46 The Ubiquitous Father (Part )

It turned out that the performance just now was planned by her father. This guy who played the roles of both aunt and father made An Ran unable to tell his true identity for a moment.

The head of the An family and the eldest lady are actually the same person. It is hard to imagine if you have not seen it with your own eyes. The man who usually wears a slicked-back hair and holds a cigar between his fingers and looks very happy all day long has an unknown side. He plays the role of a woman perfectly.

Anya would rather doubt her father's true gender. Although the character of An Moshu is free and easy enough, she is also a well-deserved woman. In the past, she even surpassed the beauty pageant champions in the world. Even at her old age, she is still full of charm and is indeed a feast for the eyes.

If it was just a "disguise" of being a father, it would be difficult to control such an identity.

unless……

Many thoughts flashed through her mind, and she looked at the woman with a serious look, and finally came to this conclusion.

My father has a similar secret to me, and this secret is hidden so deeply that even my mother and sister cannot discover it.

Anya calmed down and replied calmly: "I am not good at appreciating art. The performance is very atmospheric."

"But I don't understand it." An Moshu added for her.

"You are a bastard. I don't know how to face you. You are my father, but you are more like a woman."

"You are my daughter, but I have raised you as my son since you were young." An Moshu shrugged and retorted.

"Maybe you'd feel uncomfortable talking to me, your dad, as a girl, so I plan to use this appearance to have a heart-to-heart talk with you," said the father.

"As you can see, I am indeed a woman now, but this is just a disguise, just like controlling Bagsass. It's not difficult, so please don't look at me as if I'm a pervert. I'm not a pervert."

"Oh."

"I'm surprised that you didn't show any surprise. You're always so calm and composed, as expected of me."

An Moshu paused, and just as she was about to get to the point, she looked at the girl's body with suspicion.

"You didn't record it secretly?"

Anya calmly let go of her hand and handed over the recorder, "You are very perceptive."

An Moshu shook her head and smiled, then took the recorder from her daughter.

"It's not that I'm perceptive. We all know that you've already made it a habit. If I remember correctly... you still have two tentacles hiding **."

"The two tentacles that hide the ** are wandering outside, so please rest assured, father, everything you say next will not be heard by them."

"That's not entirely true."

"You don't believe me?" Anya laughed angrily.

An Moshu just pointed at her legs. The girl was stunned for a moment and looked down in the direction her father pointed.

The delicate legs wrapped in white silk have perfect curves.

Seeing that her daughter hadn't figured it out, An Moshu sighed and said, "Nano-scale micro-organisms, An Xin is still a bit of a mother-in-law. She is always trying to hold you in her hands. You should understand what I mean."

Her sister had originally customized two pairs of stockings for her, one black and one white, which was the most subtle gift.

Anya considered all gifts from her sister to be priceless and never suspected that they might contain **.

But if my sister can track my movements all the time through Zero, it makes sense.

Thinking of this, Anya always felt that every part of her body had traces of her sister.

She didn't take off her stockings, and An Moshu didn't even glance at them, wondering if she wasn't interested.

"Do I need to take it off?" Anya asked coldly.

"That's not necessary. There's no blind spot in this theater that's blocked by signals. The only thing that can work is the real-time recording device." An Moshu finished her final makeup and stood up.

"Daughter, come with me to a place. I should have told you something long ago." She stared into the girl's eyes.

Anya was silent for a short second, then understood what she meant and followed the woman into another passage, at the end of which was the back door of the theater. The two of them left the theater one after the other, and a Maybach parked on the street shrouded in white fog, slowly moving away from the center of Santa Ana.

The place her father wanted to take her was in the suburbs. The car lights illuminated a "bear warning" sign, and they drove along a mountain road and turned into a winding mountain path.

This Maybach is also equipped with a shielding device that interferes with GPS and mobile phone signals, making it impossible for even Zero to track it. At this moment, the father and daughter finally have real time alone.

The road in the suburbs was muddy and narrow, and it was a bit difficult to drive to the top of the mountain. The head of the An family, who hadn't driven for a long time, was sweating profusely.

Anya noticed her father's efforts and sensed that she was becoming weak, so she wanted to take over the steering wheel and drive the rest of the way, but was sternly refused.

"Don't act recklessly. You don't know the road. This road has no end." An Moshu sighed.

The light outside the window attracted Anya's attention. The sky was full of stars, a starry sky that could only be seen away from the light pollution of the city.

Before I knew it, I was so far away from the city in silence, but it seemed like only less than an hour had passed. It turns out that there are really quiet corners in this world.

"Where on earth are we going?"

"I'll take you to see a familiar person, and she'll prepare a show for you." An Moshu said softly, "Actually, I shouldn't have told you. According to your mother's ideas, you'd better never know the secrets of the abyss."

The sound of the car woke up the crows in the forest, and black shadows took off with a squawk.

"For so many years, have you always felt that I am not qualified as a father? You have been criticizing me since I was a child, thinking that I am a coward, the head of the family is just a decoration, and your mother is the one in charge. I am like a toothless snake, with only false power. I once said at a family dinner that my biggest dream is to become a principal."

"So you still remember." Anya said softly.

"My dream is very ordinary. I want to open a closed secret agent-style school on the top of a mountain and live a stable life as a principal. I said this at the time, but none of you paid attention and thought I was just joking. After all, who would be willing to give up such a huge empire?"

An Moshu sighed and looked straight ahead with a melancholy look.

"That's what I was thinking. I had this thought hundreds of years ago. You're right. I'm also a monster who has lived for hundreds of years, but I'm definitely not Shang. That's why you don't know your grandfather's name, because you don't have a grandfather at all."

"You are actually a follower." Anya gave this answer.

"Dependent?" An Moshu was stunned, and also felt that this was a good identity, and nodded repeatedly, "Yes, I am a dependent, but your mother is an absolute monster, so I have always been suppressed by her, but I don't mind, I just want to be free."

"It's just...eh."

An Moshu smiled bitterly: "How can this world be so simple? Since you appeared, I have no choice."

Chapter 47 The Ubiquitous Father (Part )

The Maybach cut through the darkness and with a sharp bang, it slammed on the brakes, leaving a mark dozens of meters long on the muddy and bumpy road.

A frightened brown bear blocked the way and fled into the woods, where trees and weeds grew wildly. The bear warning sign at the start of the mountain road was not just for show. There were really brown bears here. If it weren't for An Moshu's quick reaction, the car might have flipped over and died.

Anya subconsciously reached out to protect her father. It was extremely dangerous to drive across a mountain road in the dark night. She was a little worried, but An Moshu didn't seem to have any concerns at all. This guy who had lived for who knows how many years even lit a cigar.

The brown bear was hiding in the woods and spying, but was scared away by the sudden appearance of the worm.

"Are you worried about me? This is the first time you've protected me in decades." An Moshu was smoking a cigar. She saw the group of worms from the window and recognized that they were the offspring of Naa, hiding in the darkness to protect her.

"I'm not trying to protect you. I'm just protecting myself." Anya retorted softly, "This mountain... Father, the end of this road is actually an illusion."

"We call it a dreamland, where virtual images can interfere with reality. Deyagus's foolish dream is the best proof of this." An Moshu frowned and stepped on the accelerator. "Damn it, is this car broken?"

Anya glanced at the instrument, a little speechless.

"Your habit of not refueling when you go out is just like your mother's."

An Moshu grabbed her hair in distress: "This car belongs to your mother. I have to return it later, otherwise she will get suspicious. I can't let her know my identity. If she knows that I can also be a woman, it will be over!"

"What's wrong with that? You've been used to it for hundreds of years anyway."

"You are an example. As soon as I see you, I know that I must not reveal my identity, otherwise I will be screwed!"

An Moshu kept fiddling with the switches like a novice driver who couldn't bear the risk of an emergency.

Anya vaguely felt that her father's words were a bit of a tease.

"We can walk there."

"Of course. What I'm worried about now is how to transport the car back. Whether it's by tow truck or helicopter, she will eventually find out. I just don't want her to know. Your mother's investigative ability is much stronger than your sister's. She knows everything your sister knows."

"Forget it, forget it. Spending time to solve future problems is not something people know how to do." An Moshu opened the car door and took the only remaining umbrella with her.

Now they had to finish the rest of the journey. There was still some distance to the top of the mountain. Anya was already blinking and changing into a dress. She didn't mind getting dirty on the muddy path, she only cared about the skirt. The air was very humid, and there were signs of rain, but there was only one umbrella.

The road leading to the top of the mountain is very dark, and the end seems to be another world. The breath of animals can be hidden everywhere. The disturbed brown bears are the overlords of the forest. They are very smart and can understand the threat posed by the worms at the first time, and flee away before they get close.

The higher we went, the quieter it became, and the winding road straightened out.

Until the road ahead went straight up, with tall trees on both sides, and it seemed as if something was peeking out from the gaps between the trees.

They are surprise, fear, and gradually belief, these emotions appear in the form of whispers in the mind, numbing.

Another flock of crows took off with a cackling noise.

An Moshu reached out and grabbed her daughter's hand. Anya was stunned for a moment but did not refuse. It was like a mother holding her daughter's hand, walking in the shadows that were about to get lost.

"Here we are."

They arrived at the top of the mountain. There was no wooden house as Anya had imagined, no church or school, only a dim sea of ​​flowers.

In the center of the sea of ​​flowers is a tombstone, with no name and no name engravings.