Alien Executioner

"We are all royalists, so what are you afraid of? Don't forget that Tananiya is also a family of executive officers. Anyway, this is the only way for us to survive. The Great Elder is not scary, but they are scary, and the Great Elder is just a tool they control. We have to become scapegoats, which is also the best solution at the moment. Of course, they agree to do this."

The man shrugged. "Well, we have no choice, so we have to run to An Ran and say, oh my god, are you the top director? Can we be friends? By the way, I'll tell you that I'm the one who wants to assassinate you. I hope you can confess and get leniency... Don't you think this is nonsense?"

"But Her Majesty..." the waiter didn't finish his sentence.

"What kind of guarantee can Her Majesty have? If it's Her Royal Highness the Princess, then it's possible. I heard that on the night she was unconscious, An Ran was accompanying her in the ward..."

At this point, the man's eyes lit up and he thought of a good idea. He and the waiter looked at each other and could see each other's thoughts in each other's eyes.

"That's right." The waiter laughed.

The man raised an eyebrow.

"We can bring Her Royal Highness the Princess together with An Ran, and thus develop power for Her Majesty the Queen. This way we will have a chance to survive."

“Is it reliable?”

"I don't believe there is a man who has absolutely no feelings for women, unless he is impotent or gay." The man stood up and poured himself another cup of coffee.

"I remember his sister An Xiao let it slip at the banquet." The waiter remembered something and reminded regretfully, "He has a partner now."

"Then find out who she is," the man replied coldly, "and kill her. It has to be done perfectly."

This is a risky move, but it is also the only way to escape the Great Elder and those monsters and survive.

It is necessary to bring the princess together with An Ran so that the Queen's forces can develop resources and regain control of the first district.

"You can try." The waiter nodded.

He glanced down at his watch, his face worried.

"But... we don't have much time left, maybe only a few days. Is this really enough?"

"I will find time to have a good talk with Her Royal Highness. As one of the few people in the family who doesn't know the secrets, I believe she will be very interested in the family secrets." The man's tone was firm. He knew that Ottilia's understanding of the family was as blank as a sheet of paper. Because she had an engagement with the An family when she was a child, after careful consideration, they dared not reveal it in front of the princess.

Therefore, in the past ten years, Otilia had no idea about the inside story of the Tananya family, and everyone was hiding things from her.

But now, everything is about to be reversed.

A vicious person can do anything to survive.

What's more, the other person had just experienced a life-and-death catastrophe with the person he loved. ⑴

"Strange?"

Just as the man was about to drink his coffee, he saw the reflection of a luxury car in the cup.

He turned his head and saw the luxury car parked in the heavy rain. A figure could be vaguely seen in the driver's seat.

Looks like a man or a woman, looks familiar.

Chapter 59 Stealth: Blood Red (I)

In the director's office of the Santa Ana City Countermeasures Bureau, An Ran was peeling an apple with a sad look on her face. Across the coffee table, An Xin had already eaten her third apple.

"This is the last one. If I remember correctly, you should be the one peeling the apple, sister." An Ran slammed the peeled apple on the fruit plate to express her dissatisfaction. "Is it delicious?"

Half a minute later, An Xin finished eating the fourth apple, took the wet wipes handed to her by An Ran, wiped her hands, and looked up into his eyes.)

"It is necessary for an elder sister to care for her younger sister, but it is also good for an elder sister to enjoy her younger sister's kindness occasionally. Your technique is very good, more skilled than mine. I guess you practiced a lot when I was not around."

An Xin patted her sister's soft hands as she spoke. Strangely enough, An Ran's hands were becoming more and more like a woman's.

An Ran couldn't help but roll his eyes at his sister, but his cold and expressionless face made it difficult to reconcile his expressions. Except for his chuckle, which was relatively normal and reserved, the rest of his expressions seemed like he was making faces.

"First of all, my dear sister, it is only considered good intentions when you take the initiative. Secondly, you have not answered my question."

"The apples are delicious. Although you have the appearance of a man, you are too sentimental inside. Is my evaluation so important?" An Xin licked her lips, smiled with her eyes narrowed slightly, picked up the fruit knife and started to peel an apple for her brother.

"No, I just feel that if I do anything, I should at least get some feedback, otherwise it's meaningless." An Ran nodded expressionlessly, "Sister, you said it was delicious, that's enough, at least it means I didn't work in vain."

"Actually, I don't like eating peeled apples. I'm just jealous. I feel uncomfortable thinking about Ottilia trying to get her hands on my things." An Xin told the truth and sighed while peeling the apple. She didn't control the strength well and accidentally broke it.

Looking at the cut layer of skin, An Ran knew that his sister cared a lot about this matter. She didn't want her to have too much contact with the princess, even though she knew that he didn't care about Otilia at all. A monster like Naya who was dominated by greed could only fall in love with his sister who was by his side. His greatest interest in other things was just eating. Maybe one day he would think Otilia was delicious and eat her.

It turns out that my sister is jealous! An Ran's mouth twitched, but she was actually excited. She suddenly felt that she could really give it a try. Seeing her sister's jealous look, she begged to stay, and finally had no choice but to take the initiative, and completely fell into...

"I've checked the coordinates that Ottilia gave you, and they are indeed related to the Tananya family, but these factories are normal and I can't find anything wrong. I think it's a cover." An Xin's voice interrupted his fantasy and handed over the apple.

An Ran took the apple, thoughtfully.

"Otilia didn't know about this. She was not trusted by the Tananian family. The mob's targets included the princess, and someone tried to silence her. It's not worth dying to help us. After all, she is the princess of Tananian. It would be very troublesome if she died. The Tananian nobles can't fail to understand this."

"Do you think Otilia found out something during those two days?"

"Probably not. She got the coordinates of the family's secret factory, which would certainly arouse the family's suspicion."

An Ran expressed his opinion, "We can't get anything useful from these coordinates. They are well hidden, but the Tananiya family doesn't think so. Her Royal Highness got the coordinates right under our noses, so who can guarantee that she didn't get other secrets?"

"This is why you deliberately contacted the princess. Tananiya would persecute her own princess, and through her you can trace back to that Shang." My sister seemed to have known it for a long time, and she just wanted me to say it out loud.

After An Ran finished eating the apple, An Xin continued to tell the results of the investigation of the coordinates:

"There are a total of 29 coordinates. On the surface, there is nothing abnormal. Through Zero's in-depth analysis of Natasha's database, it was found that these coordinates have actually been secretly monitored. This means that there is indeed a problem with the coordinates."

"Surveillance?"

"There are problems with these factories. At least we can confirm that the 'Drunken Dream' serum is produced in one of them."

The sister's speculation was consistent with An Ran's inner expectations.

"Although Natasha is FACA's artificial intelligence in the first district, she is actually controlled by the Administrative Palace. We all know that the Administrative Palace of the First District is equivalent to the Queen's cabinet, and the Tananiya family is related to the Eternal Cult of the New Eaters." An Xin said.

An Ran thought for only half a second. "I've seen the surveillance data here. The spread of the Drunken Dream Serum is terrifying. The number of heterogeneous chaos incidents caused by the serum has increased by 200 this month."

"That Shang is getting impatient." An Xin smiled and high-fived.

There was a gentle knock on the door. Director Nanasha stood outside with some trepidation and asked timidly, "Director-General."

"Come in." An Xin returned to her indifferent expression and sat in Nanasha's office. No matter where she was, she was the director general of FACA.

Today, Nanasha was like a girl with low self-esteem. She was extremely nervous standing in front of the two men. If it was only An Ran, it would be fine. Although Director An was famous for his expressionless face and was difficult to approach, there was no pressure to get along with him. But Director An Xin was completely different. She was a moody, cold and beautiful female devil.

No one had ever seen her smile.

Under the long gaze of the sisters, Nanasha finally mustered up the courage to spread out the documents in her arms and report the situation: "We have investigated the identities of the most elite armed team involved in the attack. Here is the detailed list."

An Ran just glanced at the document and was somewhat surprised at the director's ability to do things.

"They are just a bunch of desperate warriors." An Xin picked up the list, took a look at it, and concluded without any expression.

"They have no direct contact with the Tananya family." Nanasha mentioned the name of the family, "but in the past three months, these people have 'accidentally' become employees of a company called New Jersey Transportation Company."

An Ran knew about New Jersey Transit Company. When she got off the Santa Ana train station, she saw the company's advertisement posted at the gate, so she was quite impressed.

But he didn't care about these, except that Director Nanasha actually mentioned the Tananya family.

She knew that the An family was investigating Tananiya, or in other words, the An family definitely did not come to District 1 to attend the Princess' Banquet.

An Ran glanced at her sister, who nodded slightly, her meaning clear.

Nanasha, director of the Santa Ana City Countermeasures Bureau, is one of us.

Since she was one of us, there was no need to hide her words. An Ran looked at her with a meaningful look in her eyes. "Director Nanasha, I need your help with something."

"It's my honor to share the responsibilities with the Supreme Director!" Nanasha was flattered and acted like a stereotypical soldier.

An Xin closed her eyes, knowing that he was up to something bad again.

“I hope you will take the initiative to contact the Tananya family and gain their trust, and even recruit them.”

"Yes, huh?" Nanasha was confused.

"What? Can't we make friends with Tananiya sincerely?" An Ran smiled.

"I'll try, but it probably won't have any good results, and it will only alert them." Nanasha was very worried.

“It’s better that they are alert.”

Chapter 60 Stealth: Blood Red (Part )

After briefly "supervising" the work of the Countermeasures Bureau, An Ran followed An Xin out of the door. No one knew what the brother and sister did in the director's office. The three hours were boring and tedious, and only a few civil servants stayed in the operations hall.

These civilian staff put down their work, looked up at the two men and nodded, then were horrified to find that Director An was shrouded in a kind of resentment, like a resentful soul whose world was about to be destroyed, and his legs were limping.

"I think Director An has encountered some difficulties." A clerk speculated.

"Oh my god, anime has broken through the dimensional wall. I actually saw what resentment is in reality!" The blonde girl whispered to her companions, and in order to avoid being heard, she deliberately used Russian.

"Did the director get shot in the leg?" The clerk looked at An Ran's back worriedly.

Several people stared at An Ran intently, analyzing the top director one by one. They thought that the director and the chief director came to the branch to investigate some clues, but the strange thing was that he was fine when he came, but after staying in Director Nanasha's office for three hours, he looked very weak.

An Ran pretended not to hear. This was not the first time he had faced such a situation and he had accumulated a lot of experience.

It was raining heavily outside, and the rain was splashing ripples on the ground. There were only a few heavy rains in Santa Ana a year, and they would last for half a month. The rain swallowed up the boredom of the world, and the invisible tranquility and depression were harmonized and released in a frequencyless shape.

He held up a black umbrella and escorted his sister to the car. His fingers gently stroked the water on the car window. The water flowed down the glass, forming a layer of transparent water film that blurred the siblings' vision.

The sky gradually darkened, the square in front of the Countermeasures Bureau was gray, and the heavy rain was like a giant beast in the sky. The water threads gradually evolved into water columns as thick as fingers.

The rain started without warning, and there wasn't even much wind. Several trainee executives walked together, holding leather briefcases on their heads and running. The head of a department stood at the door and roared, guessing that these reckless young people were his subordinates.

The section chief stumbled out carrying a bunch of umbrellas. Because his vision was blocked, he had to bend sideways, and his fat body looked comical. He roared at the figure disappearing in the rain, but the trainee executives had already run away.

The car turned on its headlights to illuminate the darkness, and walls of water splashed on both sides of the wheels. An Ran held up an umbrella and watched her sister leave.

"One of the entrances to the coordinate factory is in this city. I'm afraid Tananya will block it tonight. This is the last chance. But I believe in you and hope you can go home before midnight." An Ran stood on the steps with an umbrella, recalling what her sister had just said.

An Ran nodded silently without saying a word. She acted full of resentment from beginning to end. In her sister's eyes, she was actually a sulky little girl. They were both used to it. Without exception, there was no reversal in the two hours in Director Nanasha's office.

He is just like that, or rather she is, who has recently learned to use silence as a sharp weapon to make her sister uncomfortable by sulking. An Xin also knows her sister's personality well and knows that this is a common tactic used by young girls in love.

An Ran turned around and looked at the worried section chief. The section chief showed a slightly shy expression, turned around and ran away.

He pursed his lips and looked outside in a daze. He had no idea what to do next and was still immersed in the memories of the office.

The cell phone started to beep, starting with the prelude of Mr. Jay's "Seven-mile Osmanthus", which was also his new ringtone.

Looking at the incoming call message, An Ran did not answer it immediately.

The ringing stopped, and then rang again after ten seconds, this time he put it close to his ear.

"Captain...呸呸呸呸, Director, the car is ready, let's go." The voice on the other end of the phone immediately brought An Ran back to reality.

An Ran looked at the phone in her hand, frowning depressedly, and then she said after making sure it was correct, "Wang Feng, why is it you again?"

"As expected of you, you are the Second Miss. You can even tell that. I clearly used a voice changer. I can't fool you at all."

"Who else but you could have called my phone and had it show an unknown number?" An Ran felt extremely helpless.

"Please don't bring up personal opinions in your first sentence. Just because I don't follow anime doesn't mean I don't know anything."

"I just let it slip...I said it by mistake. I didn't mean to curse you, Second Miss, because only you can curse others." Wang Feng hung up the phone in a very flattering manner.

Hearing the sound of sudden brakes in the rain, An Ran raised her head and saw a vague outline gradually becoming clear. It was a black car. Wang Feng opened the window and stuck his head out, letting his few strands of hair get wet, and waved in this direction.

The special car of the Third District Embassy in the First District was speeding on the highway. It was raining heavily, and the white lights of the street lamps were intertwined and overlapped, forming a large halo in the depths of the rain curtain.

An Ran was driving, and Wang Feng was sitting in the passenger seat. This man, who was usually clean but actually sloppy, was watching TV series on his tablet. There were only two people in the car. This was a scene that shocked everyone. The head of the research department was sloppy, and the top director was holding the steering wheel. There was a small flag hanging on the top of the steering wheel. This was the embassy's car.

This car came from the embassy. The reason why Wang Feng was able to borrow it was that he used the reason of temporary requisition to use it as Director An's private car. The person in charge of the embassy was a super fanatical fan of An Ran. When he heard this, he agreed without saying a word without caring whether it was true or not, and he shyly asked Wang Feng for An Ran's autograph.

The explanation made An Ran's face darken. He finally understood why this guy alerted the enemy when he was investigating the Tananiya family.

"You are being too high-profile, Minister Wang Feng." He turned his head and stared into Wang Feng's eyes.

Wang Feng didn't dare to look at him, his eyes dodged everywhere, and he tried to laugh it off.

An Ran winked.

Wang Feng was stunned for a second, then quickly understood what he meant and parked the car in a parking space on an unfamiliar street, which was several hundred meters away from the entrance of the Santa Ania City Coordinates Factory. The two got out of the car, one in front and one behind, and headed for the so-called entrance.

An Ran's face became increasingly gloomy until he could no longer bear it. Wang Feng actually snatched the umbrella from his hand to shield himself from the rain. He was soaked all over, with rain dripping down his windbreaker, like a drowned chicken.

Wang Feng just shrugged, his voice almost drowned out by the heavy rain.

"I'm sorry to have wronged you, Second Miss. Monsters have different physiques. I can't stand the rain, but you are different."

"Did you find the entrance to the factory?" This was all An Ran cared about.

"Of course!" Wang Feng raised his voice and stomped his feet.

An Ran slowly moved his gaze downward until it stopped at the manhole cover under Wang Feng's feet.

sewer.

Wang Feng threw the umbrella on the ground, rubbed his hands, and was eager to try the manhole cover.