Alien Executioner

Anya pointed to the chocolate cake on the plate and made an invitation, but Nanasha was in no mood to eat cake. She was very depressed about how to explain the rebellion of Team 1 of the Blizzard Brigade. She smiled bitterly at the girl and shook her head, rejecting the invitation.

"Forget it then." Anya did not force it.

She saw Nanasha's anxiety, which was probably because she was thinking about how to explain Virgil. Anya smiled inwardly, not knowing whether it was for fun or just a nonsensical joke. She could already imagine what the first sentence this woman said to An Xin was.

After a few minutes, the door of the interrogation room opened, and An Xin walked out calmly, finishing her observation of Virgil's body.

Nanasha couldn't wait to greet him, "Director General, about Virgil..."

"Director Nanasha, you don't have to blame yourself. This is not your fault." An Xin looked at her with a calm expression. "I know the situation, and I will definitely keep my trust in you."

"Thank you for your trust, Director General." Nanasha breathed a sigh of relief. She was worried that she would be listed on the headquarters' suspect list.

"This corpse can be destroyed. There is no need to continue observing it. Virgil has no value to us. Even those crazy people in the scientific research department will despise it. It saves the time of transporting it to the headquarters." An Xin took off her white gloves. She must have touched the corpse with her hands just now.

"Leave it to me. I'm pretty good at dealing with corpses." Nanasha took the initiative to take on the dirty work.

An Xin just glanced at her, then looked away and directly rejected it.

Nanasha suddenly became nervous, "Director-General."

"Director Nanasha, you have more things to deal with, about the Countermeasures Bureau and about this city." An Xin said, "I can handle this kind of thing myself, and this is what I am good at. To be honest, I haven't handled a corpse for a long time, I don't know if I am rusty."

After sending Nanasha away, Anya looked up at the woman with a strange look in her eyes.

"Your way of dealing with bodies doesn't mean... throwing them into the sea to feed sharks?"

"I hope sharks aren't picky eaters." My sister's thoughts were too violent to complain.

Anya held her forehead in her hand speechlessly. This was too hasty. Sharks were not interested in human flesh at all. Only sharks that had never seen the world would attack humans when they were extremely hungry. Moreover, after eating a human once, they would hardly have the idea of ​​attacking humans in the next life because human flesh was really unpalatable to them.

She considered herself to be her sister's teacher in how to be a good person, so she discussed the topic very seriously.

"Sister, no matter what kind of carnivore it is, it will have an instinctive fear of phagocytes. In other words, the shark will not eat this body. Although he is dead, those phagocytes are not completely exhausted. In my opinion, we should chop him into pieces."

"Chop it up." An Xin sat next to her sister and nodded, just like a student listening to a lecture.

"That's right. Chop it into pieces. It's best to chop it into a pulp that's pureer than meat. Then mix it into food seasonings like hot sauce, and ship it in batches to all parts of the world through the food processing plants and freight companies under our control." Anya showed a sweet and harmless smile.

“This is simply the perfect solution.”

It's a terrifying idea that makes people doubt life. If someone hears this, they will collapse immediately. Fortunately, the person who said this is Naya. Naya feeds on alien species. To her, alien species are delicious food. Transporting delicious food to all parts of the world for everyone to taste is just a girl's beautiful wish to share.

An Xin tried very hard to cooperate with the girl. After listening to the teacher's idea, the student immediately asked, "What should we do with those bones?"

"Send the bones to the crematorium, burn them into ashes and throw them into the sea." Anya was well prepared.

"So can we just chop his body into pieces and throw it into the sea along with the ashes?"

"Tsk, that's boring."

Anya knew that she was just joking. She certainly wouldn't chop up the alien's corpse and send it to tables around the world. She just wanted to say something.

This has become a habit. Whenever Anya is alone with her sister, she will experience uncomfortable symptoms such as accelerated breathing and rubbing of legs, especially when she is calm. Even when talking to her sister, a few seconds of pause in the middle will make her feel like this. She can hear her sister's heartbeat, her sister's breathing, and some of her sister's thoughts.

But obviously the elder sister didn't have any of these problems. She thought her younger sister just wanted to liven up the atmosphere.

"Did you see anything on the body?" Anya suddenly felt a little annoyed and thought how nice it would be if she was at home, without having to worry about so many things.

An Xin opened her hand, revealing a card in her palm. Anya then realized that her sister had kept her right hand clenched since she left the interrogation room.

There was a piece of beautiful words on the card, written by someone, and the font was as neat as a dancing butterfly.

[It's a pity to lose those things, but they are only a small part. I hope Master Naya enjoys eating them. ]

An Xin frowned, "This was found on a corpse, what does it mean?"

She immediately understood that Anya had concealed part of the truth, such as hiding something, perhaps a batch of food. She looked at her sister with a playful look, which made the girl very uncomfortable. Anya hummed and couldn't stand this silent interrogation.

"Just some insignificant xenomorph organs."

Anya turned a blind eye but did not break the silent interrogation. Her sister still kept her eyes of different colors open.

An Xin once said that she would be responsible for Anya's food needs, and hoped that her sister would stop hunting and stop eating the "food" from outside. At that time, Anya agreed perfunctorily without thinking much about it. In fact, the subsequent hunting was quite secretive, and she tried her best not to let her sister know.

These few nights, she also hunted under the guise of helping Ronnie. Part of the prey was eaten by the blonde loli, and the rest naturally went into the worm's stomach.

Seeing that she couldn't get away with it, Anya rolled her eyes and answered half-truthfully, "It was Roni's cub. When we found Virgil, he had already collected many xenogeneic organs. I wanted to give them to you, but the cub was reluctant to part with them, so I gave them all to her."

It was a perfect way to pass the buck. Anyway, as long as she didn't do that with her sister, her sister wouldn't be able to get the truth from her tentacles. Anya was very heartless and thought that as long as she delayed time, her sister would naturally forget about it. Even if she knew about it later, there was nothing she could do.

The phagocytes in the body cheered with joy, they were eager to enjoy the feast, and the tentacles were eager to drill out and feast on the hidden alien organs.

An Xin blinked her eyes, not looking like someone who could be easily fooled.

"Sister, I really like your cleverness. It makes you look cute and stupid. You always knock on the table involuntarily when you lie."

Chapter 144: Promise (II)

This is indeed a little habit of An Ran or Naya, but few people know why she knocks on the table. Sometimes it is because of the confused thoughts coming from the phagocytes in the body, and sometimes it is to make up lies. Now Anya does not look confused, so it is most likely the latter.

Anya pouted, a little unconvinced, but when faced with her sister's scrutinizing gaze, she backed off and quickly changed the subject.

"I remember this card wasn't there originally. Someone stuffed it in. I personally brought the body in and it never left. It's very strange."

"Anyway, the card calls you Naya, so it's clear that the other party knows your identity, but it's not clear whether it's An Ran or Anya." An Xin put the card in her pocket. "Anyway, someone tried to pass a message to you in the form of text. Maybe the whole process of you killing Virgil and stealing those xenobiotic organs was actually seen by others."

"I didn't notice anyone around."

Anya pondered the past and became a little restless. She hated the feeling of the unknown.

At that time, apart from Virgil and others, no one else appeared, and the phagocytes in her body did not issue a warning, unless the other party could hide from the tentacles. Anya was surprised by the content of this card, as if that person had witnessed everything.

But the other party only left a card on Virgil's body, with beautiful feminine handwriting and a faint, familiar fragrance.

Anya was interested in finding out who had put the card in her pocket. This was probably one of the few fun things she could do before leaving Area 1. Her method of dealing with the unknown was simple and rough. She would smash it to pieces, pull out the secrets hidden inside, and then crush it in her hands or throw it into the big mouth of a worm.

Anya stood up and stretched. She felt a little bloated after eating too much chocolate cake. It was already late at night and it was time to go to bed.

"It's okay. It should be the new people who instigated Virgil to rebel. But I'm curious. The great elder is dead. Why hasn't this cult fallen apart yet?"

"You mean the great elder of Tananya?"

The sister thought about it and told her the results of her recent investigation.

"The leader of Xinmin may not be the Great Elder of Tananiya. It is just because of the words of the queen that we mistakenly think he is the leader of Xinmin. In fact, the Great Elder is only connected with Xinmin, but we don't know what kind of connection it is."

"So the leader of the Xinmin people is still alive." Anya became excited, reached out to take out the card from her sister's pocket, and looked at it again and again.

Her eyes lit up, "Maybe the guy who left the card is the real leader of the Xinmin Cult."

"Why do you think so?"⑻

"Intuition." Anya pointed at her eyes, her eyes flushed red, "The core members of the new people are all Crow people, but the leader may not be a Crow person. We may have been misled. Maybe he looks harmless."

Her inference may not be correct, but it is very likely that, because the core members of the New Citizens all appear in the image of Crow People, the Countermeasures Bureau and their investigation direction are related to the Crow People, and all this is based on the premise that the purpose of the New Citizens is to create a new race to replace the Shang Clan, and all humans and alien species will be baptized and evolved.

But this has not been proven. The New Citizens' horrifying ideals are just lip service. The members believe in the ideals, but the ideals can also be just a cover.

The shadow of Shang appeared in all these events related to Xinmin. There must be a real Shang behind the Xinmin Cult. If they want to replace the Shang clan, it would be a denial of themselves for that Shang. So the so-called baptism evolution is probably fake.

"In the past, I never believed in intuition, but until you showed up." An Xin opened the door of the interrogation room again.

Anya was slightly startled. Her sister must be talking about the time when she had not yet revealed her identity. The reason why her sister noticed something was wrong with her must have been based on intuition. An Xin was indeed like a woman who never believed in intuition, unless it worked for the first time.

Actually, now that I think about it, it's quite a hindsight. If I hadn't been so hasty to prove that An Ran had nothing to do with Naya, I wouldn't have fallen into my sister's trap. She felt that Naya's eyes looked a lot like her brother's. Her brother's recent performance was indeed too sluggish. He just wanted to test her, and An Ran seemed to have been tricked into using a basic attack. i

"Are you going to deal with the body now?" Anya pretended not to care, "It's late now."

"This kind of thing must be resolved as soon as possible, and we can't leave any room for the other party." An Xin tapped his temple, "The family has been taking action. I don't know what happened yet, but I vaguely feel that most of the things that happened in the first district are related to the family."

"Maybe... you can let Ling handle it."

Anya suggested, trying to appear less purposeful, and stole a few glances at her sister before continuing to look elsewhere. It had been two days since they had... slept together, which was unprecedented. In the past, they were almost inseparable at night, and even if they missed a seat, they would make up for it during the day the next day.

In fact, it is just a little temper of Anya, a little temper with emotions. She never takes the initiative to ask to sleep with her sister because she thinks this will be the final bottom line. Once she opens her mouth, she will take the initiative to admit that she can't live without her sister at any time.

So usually An Xin takes the initiative, and then Anya half-heartedly gives in, pretending to be a chaste heroine who would rather die than obey. She enjoys this kind of forced love, thinking that this is the only way to get more love from her sister. She also often maliciously tutors her sister in related books, and has asked her sister for a few of these novels more than once, reading which made her roll around happily on the bed.

After all, it was the lonely little monster's desire for love, and An Xin was never stingy in giving it. However, she was nowhere to be seen in the room these two nights, which made Anya feel like a widow.

After hesitating for an entire afternoon, she finally spoke out. If her sister wanted to be vague, Anya didn't mind completely exposing her disguise, and then said in a serious and irresistible tone, Sister, fuck me!

An Xin was stunned, and also heard the hint in her sister's words, then smiled. She didn't expect that this girl could not wait.

"Of course we can let Ling handle it, but I'm worried that she has been persuaded by our mother. Maybe Ling won't do anything to harm us, but she is definitely not 100% trustworthy. She only serves the family, not me." An Xin took out her cell phone and called Ling.

She waved her phone at her sister and said with a smile, "But tonight is an exception."

"So I can see you in the room later." Anya turned her head and said casually, "That's good. I went shopping with Roni tonight and bought a new dress. I hope you can take a look. To be honest, I don't mean anything else, I just want you to see if the dress is nice."

Anya's thoughts were too straightforward, but she was unaware of it. She was also worried that her purpose might be exposed too much, so she quickly added an explanation.

"Always wearing the clothes you bought for me makes me look like a child who is always being taken care of, so I let you see the clothes I bought."

"You don't have to explain it, I know everything." An Xin looked gentle and grabbed the girl's hand.

"You just want it."

Chapter 145: Promise (Part )

There was no rain tonight, so it couldn't hide the movement in the room.

The breeze ruffled the curtains, and the dim light intertwined with the two pairs of eyes.

Afterwards, An Xin, with messy hair, sat on the edge of the bed and smoked. The smoke dissipated with the faint light of the desk lamp and drifted into the invisible darkness.

Several scratches could be vaguely seen on her back, and the light red scratches were very shallow.

On the bed, the girl looked a little depressed, her eyes were dazed, her whole body ached, she kept rubbing her legs, one hand still tightly grasping the sheets.

After An Xin finished her cigarette, she poured herself a glass of red wine and drank it all. She looked at the girl tenderly and enjoyed the pleasure very much.

This might be a battle of shame. The reason I say this is that Anya took the initiative to pounce on her sister. After being reserved for so long, she finally exposed her inner hunger. She took the initiative to strip off her sister's clothes and got into the bed. Then the situation began to become one-sided. Those tentacles, which had originally raised their heads to sing the song of victory, raised the white flag in surrender in an instant.

For Anya, the last bit of her inner dignity was shattered. She wanted to open her eyes and widen them to express her dissatisfaction, but she was too tired. She could only hate this woman in her heart for not giving her a chance.

An Xin put down his wine glass and sighed. He could feel the resentment emanating from the girl beside him.

In fact, she was very considerate of her sister's feelings and gave her more than one chance, but unfortunately her sister was unable to resist.

But the girl seemed to be enjoying it and didn't look like she would complain.

My sister must be very tired. An Xin stroked her head gently and helped her tidy up her equally messy hair. Anya's breathing gradually became steady and she soon fell asleep.

"Good night."

The sister kissed her lips softly, turned off the lamp, and took the sleeping girl in her arms, hugging her tightly.

She opened her eyes in the darkness and kept looking at the heartless face of the girl. She chuckled as she looked at her, but soon her smile suddenly froze and she was calmer than ever before.

An Xin reached out and gently stroked the girl's face, fearing that one day her little monster would disappear.

"Then kill them all."

She didn't know who she was talking to, as if she was talking to herself.

……

In the morning, the waiters in the corridor outside the door started to work, cleaning the Anjia Mansion, taking advantage of the guests sleeping soundly after a night of revelry. The waiters kept their footsteps quiet, shuttling back and forth in the corridors, some carrying wine from the cellar, and some dragging food, just so that some guests can eat as soon as they wake up.

These footsteps do not make people feel noisy, on the contrary, they are extremely peaceful, just like the white noise on a rainy day, and the light footsteps promote sleepiness. However, there are exceptions among the footsteps. One of the footsteps moves back and forth nearby, as if it wants to get closer but stops.

Anya opened her eyes suddenly, and a tentacle told her a hint of danger.

She was stunned when she stood up, and her whole body ached inexplicably.

Soon she recalled the joy she had with her sister last night from her vague memory. Turning her head, she saw a face sleeping peacefully and obvious scratches under the neck.

Anya secretly lifted the quilt, took a look at her sister Miaoman's body and the scratches, then looked down at her fingernails.

⑻彡邻九O翅jiu dance skirt suddenly realized.

It turned out that it was because I didn’t cut my nails.

She suddenly remembered that in the novel she borrowed from her sister, the protagonist not only suffered a setback at the hands of his elder sister, but also succumbed to the authority of his younger sister. There was a detail in the whole process that could not be ignored.

That is, no matter whether it is the elder sister or the younger sister, they all cut their nails, so the protagonist looks so weak.

That novel is the second part of "My Sister's Slave Girl". The author not only continued the story, but also added extra scenes for the younger sister.

Although I was very surprised why An Xiao loved this kind of novel, it also reminded me that sometimes the problem might not be with me, but I might just have forgotten to cut my nails.

Anya was just about to find the nail clippers to take action when she heard footsteps approaching outside the door.

Listening quietly, the person outside the door has approached, and the other party has stayed for a long time and has not left.

She was not sure if it was An Xiao who was eavesdropping. Given her sister's skillful and bold behavior, she would probably try to push the door open. Usually, it was Sister Tang who was eavesdropping through the wall door. But Sister Tang was at the headquarters of the third district, so who could it be? Anya suddenly thought of Otilia. Her Highness might also eavesdrop.