Alien Executioner

"You didn't even ask me! I didn't even know how to answer that!"

"Did I say I was going to ask?" Anya's sneer poured cold water on him.

The old man was confused. Wasn't he going to be tortured to find out who was the one who plotted to murder An Ran and the princess?

As if knowing his inner doubts, the girl responded with practical actions.

The sharp dagger cut the man's throat. Vdalia's pupils shrank sharply and he struggled madly, bringing the chair down with him and crawling on the ground like a snail carrying a chair on its back. His eyes were torn with fear and he wanted to escape from this hell.

The girl behind him laughed with excitement. She was a devil who enjoyed the pleasure brought by violence. Fires lit up in the darkness. The dim candlelight blocked the escape route ahead. The cold ground stretched everywhere. It turned out to be an empty stage.

On the stage, Naya was like an artist, constantly leaving wounds on the man with a dagger. Thick black blood kept flowing out of his weak body. Fudalia's old face became even older, and every drop of blood meant the loss of vitality.

When Fudalia woke up, the first thing Naya said was to tell him not to move, because then the bleeding process would not be beautiful. She didn't care what the man said at all. From the beginning, whether he woke up or not, he was destined to be tortured!

"I gave you a chance, and you wasted it on idle chatter. It's not me who killed you, but you yourself."

Naya's crazy smile echoed on the stage. She completed the dismemberment performance alone. Fudalia witnessed her body being torn into pieces one by one. She wanted to reach out to the audience for help, but in the darkness, the spectators remained silent.

Anya stood up, just glanced at the masterpiece on the ground, turned her head, and saw through the dark shadows in the audience with her blood-red eyes.

"Have fun."

The figure uttered three words without any emotion.

"How long are you going to hide?" Anya sneered, and the tentacle shadow sprinted forward.

But it was empty. The figure seemed like a virtual entity in a dream. It raised its head slightly, and the candlelight on the stage expanded rapidly, symbolizing the power of dreams that Naya possessed.

The candlelight illuminated half of its body, its withered and emaciated outline, and half of its bird's beak.

The sorrow hidden deep within the Tananyan family.

"How boring." The dark shadow commented on the performance.

It stood up and clapped slowly. In an instant, the applause from the entire auditorium was deafening. Every seat was occupied by spectators. The one that was dying was not it, but them. They clapped together, bringing the performance to an end.

The moment the dream ended, Ottilia left the stage. She stood blankly in the corner, looking at Naya's back.

……

wake up.

Hospital special care unit.

Ottilia suddenly stood up and sat on the hospital bed. She looked around and saw An Ran, wearing a windbreaker, sitting at the desk, biting an apple and reading the novel "My Sister's Slave Girl" with relish.

Chapter 57: Extremely Evil (VIII)

The sun is shining outside the window. The only sound in the quiet ward is the rustling of pages. A cup of warm coffee is emitting white mist, and the profile of a person hidden in it is faintly visible.

Ottilia looked a little absent-minded, just staring at An Ran's face. He was so quiet that people couldn't bear to disturb him.

"Have a cup of coffee. I made it myself. Maybe you prefer tea."

An Ran had already noticed that the woman had woken up. He closed the novel in his hand, got up with a cup of coffee and sat down beside the bed.

Ottilia turned her head away guiltily, knowing that the man had noticed. The desire in her heart and the staring eyes were too obvious. Even a dull person would notice the gaze, let alone this man. But An Ran just smiled and didn't care.

She opened her mouth slightly, wanting to tell about the dream she had just had, but she couldn't remember the dream, she only knew it was a nightmare.

"I remember we were in the basement garage and there was a group of armed thugs trying to kill you."

"It's not me, it's us. Most of those thugs are gangsters, and some are mercenaries of unknown origin, but none of them know who Her Royal Highness the Princess is." An Ran watched the princess take the coffee and lowered her head to play with the Swallowing Martial Arts bracelet.

"The guy who planned all this was your uncle, disguised as that fat boy. I killed him while you were unconscious. This incident made the front page news. Do you want to see it?"

An Ran handed her the tablet computer, which turned out to be yesterday's news. The headline was "Terrorist mob attack in Santa Ana City..."

Otilia took a deep breath. The news video that dominated the hot searches was not a true report. Under the manipulation of public opinion by the Tananiya family, the assassination attempt on An Ran was tampered with and turned into an armed attack on the city by alien forces. It was finally wiped out by the executive team led by Director An.

In fact, after An Ran dealt with all the thugs, the local executive officer still did not show up. He even stood outside the underground garage and smoked two cigarettes. There was no car outside and the streets were empty. It was obvious that the area was deliberately blocked.

It was not until Director Nanasha led the team personally that she breathed a sigh of relief when she saw that An Ran was fine, and reported the reason for her lateness.

Although Artificial Intelligence Zero is the world's core intelligent database, it will only forcibly take over under special circumstances. The machine that dominates the network monitoring of the first area is still Natasha of the Tananya family. During the time period when the incident occurred, Natasha was repaired for half an hour due to a malfunction, and the Countermeasures Bureau knew nothing about this area.

An Ran knew that this was the behind-the-scenes manipulation by the Tananiya family.

The shielding of regional signals and networks slowed down the speed of executive support. Even if the local executives received the news five minutes later, it was too late. Five minutes was enough time for a group of fully armed thugs to cause devastating damage to the city.

The police department of Santa Ana City is also the minions of the Ana family.

"The news said that Sir Vidala was brutally dismembered by thugs. There are even pictures." Otilia looked up at the man and poked the tablet screen with her finger. The news deliberately concealed the truth, but there was also a part worth pondering.

"This is true, you did it." Her voice was very soft.

"Someone wants to hurt my friend, and he's a monster. I won't show any mercy." An Ran didn't deny it.

Otilia lay on the bed, holding the coffee in her right hand and hovering over her mouth, and was silent for a long time.

"I don't know why uncle wanted to kill me, maybe because I tried to help you investigate the truth."

"You noticed it." An Ran said.

"Well, ever since you encountered the first assassination attempt, I have had this feeling that the people in the family want you dead, but I don't understand why they do that. I have wanted to get answers from the family several times, but I backed off in the end. I have a hunch that once I take this step on my own initiative, I will be abandoned by the family."

"You are the princess of Tananiya." An Ran reminded.

"Yes, I am a princess. This is because my mother is the queen, and the reason why my mother is the queen was also confirmed by the family elders." V

Otilia said quietly, "I became a princess not because I am outstanding, nor because I have made outstanding contributions to the family, but simply because I was born that way. For Tananya, the princess does not necessarily have to be me."

"If that's the case, then never take that step. It's enough to maintain the current stable situation." An Ran raised his head and smiled, "You don't have to help me. I don't want my affairs to put you in an irretrievable situation."

Otilia drank the coffee that An Ran had brewed herself, and the feeling grew stronger and stronger. She was enveloped by a sense of powerlessness, and her cold and arrogant face finally revealed a flaw, sad and tired.

"How long have I slept?" She then realized that the news time on the screen was wrong.

"One day. It's morning now."

An Ran knew what she was worried about and looked back at the fruit basket on the table:

"Someone from your family has been here. Many elderly people came this morning. I don't know any of them. They were quite nervous when they saw me. I guess they were just elders who came to confirm whether you were alive or dead."

Ottilia looked over and saw the exquisite fruit baskets piled up in the corner. An Ran must have been still there. When she woke up, she saw this man sitting at the table reading a novel. People who love reading novels would like their desks to be tidy.

"My mouth is dry and I want something to drink." Ottilia stretched out her hand expressionlessly, indicating that she should fill the coffee cup in her hand.

An Ran thought for two seconds, took the empty cup and turned around, then he heard Ottilia's voice of regret again.

"I don't want to drink coffee anymore. The more I drink it, the thirstier I get. I want to eat some fruit."

An Ran picked out an apple of better quality from the fruit basket and handed it to the woman, "You'd better really eat it."

"I'm not used to eating things with the skin on." Her Royal Highness the Princess made her request.

"The doctor said you have all your limbs intact." An Ran took out a knife from the fruit plate and began to peel the apple, peeling off circles of skin.

"I'm in a hospital now, so I deserve some special treatment." Ottilia snorted.

An Ran lowered his eyes and continued to peel the apple. Soon, a peeled apple fell intact on the plate. He could hear breathing sounds getting closer and closer in front of him. Ottilia quietly moved closer, her eyelashes almost touching his nose.

"Do you want me to feed you again?" An Ran leaned back and raised his head to avoid touching the woman's face.

"No need." Ottilia took the apple but didn't eat it immediately. She became interested in the strange book on the table.

An Ran noticed her gaze and looked in the direction she was looking. It was the novel on the table, which An Xiao had brought with her.

"Do you want to read it?" Seeing the woman nod, An Ran handed the book over.

Otilia fell silent when she saw the title of the book, her eyes dim, "So you like this."

"I just think it's very interesting. My sister likes to watch it. As an older brother, I need to understand her inner thoughts to prevent her from going astray."

"Oh yes, I believe it." Otylia looked as if she finally understood me, and her expression became more vivid.

An Ran didn't explain too much. She glanced at her phone and realized it was getting late.

When he stood up to leave, Otilia finally said what she had been holding in her heart for a long time: "An Ran, if... it would be great if you were a woman."

An Ran didn't turn around, but stopped at the door, his hand touching the door frame, "Why do you say that?"

"Hasn't anyone ever told you that you act more like a woman most of the time?"

"If I were really a woman, you, who always wanted to make me her fiancé, would be the most desperate."

"You never know." Ottilia said as if it was a joke.

An Ran left the ward. Ottilia sat alone on the bed in silence. She picked up a peeled apple and took a bite. She skillfully turned to the most exciting part in the middle.

She kept thinking about the nightmare she had just had. In that dream, the girl dismembered Vdalia's body, and the body parts were scattered all over the ground, as well as the two devouring weapons belonging to An Ran.

The sky outside the window is cloudy.

……

The hospital elevator slowly opened. An Ran raised his head and his expression changed slightly.

"You've never peeled an apple for me. Are you getting restless again?" An Xin stood in front of the elevator on the first floor with cold eyes.

"You misunderstood. I was just using her." An Ran explained with a guilty conscience.

"There has to be someone to help us understand Tananya better, and she is a good choice..."

"The only time you have to explain is at night, or Anya's identity." The sister smiled, dangerously.

Chapter 58: Extremely Evil (IX)

That luxury car was always parked in the busiest area in the city center, with its windshield wipers running at all times, and no one could be seen through the windows.

In the evening, the city of Santa Ana finally welcomed a rare rainstorm. The haze silently shrouded the sky, and the overwhelming rain hit the luxury car. In the empty cab, it seemed that someone was honking the horn, as if shouting weakly.

"It seems that we are too arrogant."

The man was sitting in the cafe against the glass wall. He turned his head to look at the luxury cars parked outside. The horn sounded for several minutes. He raised his fingers to pull at his beard. The luxury car horn stopped, and he turned to look at the waiter sitting across from the table.

"It's not just arrogant, it's stupid."

The waiter sat on the sofa with his legs crossed, wiping the inside of the coffee cup with a rag, "I really don't know what you are thinking. Are you trying to tell the An family so openly by being so high-profile?"

This cafe is located in the city center of Santa Ana, only a hundred meters away from the Executive Palace. It is usually crowded with customers, but today it was empty. The manager had to close the shop early, and other waiters also left work early.

There was only one waiter left in the store cleaning. Just as he was about to change his clothes and leave, the man in front of him suddenly broke into the store, stood in front of the coffee machine, skillfully polished it, and made two cups of steaming hot coffee.

The man had a beard and green eyes, and behaved like a cunning jackal.

"How did I know An Ran was so lucky? An entire armed team that had been trained for months couldn't even kill him."

The man looked up into the waiter's eyes, his face expressionless.

“This is really the worst outcome, isn’t it?”

"The worst outcome is being abandoned and becoming the scapegoat for these events." The waiter threw a recorder on the table.

The recorder flashes green and starts playing content.

There was a rustling sound in the background, as if a group of snakes were swimming on the ground.

"They are very dissatisfied with your behavior. It is too reckless. The best outcome is to not do some things." A sharp old man's voice came from the recorder.

"An Ran is much more terrifying than we imagined, Elder, he holds the power to execute Shang in the An family..."

"You have messed up. The An family has already taken action. We can't stand the investigation." The elder said disgustedly in a disgusted voice, "They are very angry about this. We must cut off their tail and stop the loss."

"You want us to be scapegoats?"

"This is what they meant. Don't blame me." The sharp voice sighed, "For the family, for..."

"But..." The waiter interrupted him in the recorder, "The one who asked us to do all this was you, Elder. It was you who was eager to show off to them, and it was you who blindly proposed the idea of ​​assassinating An Ran, but they did not respond, and you -"

"Shut up!" The recorder ends here.

An abrupt end to the silence.

"That damn family elder?" The man frowned.

"It's him. I went to find him last night, but he wanted to hand us over to the An family as scapegoats in order to avoid trouble." The waiter lowered his voice and snorted coldly, "It's obvious that the Great Elder is blindly trying to please them. They are indeed afraid of the An family and An Ran, but they never said they wanted to assassinate them."

The man was silent for a long time. He slammed the coffee on the table and sneered, "This loser who only knows how to serve monsters is even worse than Vdalia. It's obviously him who messed up everything."

"The An family has now united various forces to investigate the family. Tananiya's defeat is inevitable. Now the only person we can rely on is Her Majesty the Queen."

"Have you visited Her Majesty the Queen?"

"I've looked for it. Her Majesty the Queen has a lover in the An family, An Moshu, who can protect us, but on the condition that... we must explain everything to the An family and help Her Majesty the Queen seize family power." The waiter rubbed his hands.

"What are the attitudes of those politicians?" The man frowned slightly.