Alien Executioner

"It's a beautiful thing. As their eldest sister, you should have something to protect as well. We are half the same kind."

……

the other side.

It was a really deserted street, very far away from the city center, with not many lights to be seen.

Apart from a few small cars passing by occasionally, the place was deserted.

An Xiao sat on the roof of the car, quietly staring at the shadow of the building. The wind was so cold that it made her numb.

She took out the envelope from her pocket again, read it countless times, and finally sighed slightly.

This photo of Gu Zhilan explains everything. Gu Zhilan is in the hands of the other party, but who the other party is is still unknown.

This was the first time An Xiao had hidden something from her brother. She felt very complicated. She didn't want to rely on him anymore, and it wasn't entirely because of her mother's text message.

Thinking back to Gu Zhilan's indifference that day, she became confused and at a loss.

The girl claimed that she was the culprit of everything and that the flower shop had always been supporting Xinmin behind the scenes. After she said that, she was about to leave without any hesitation. Her back looked terribly lonely, and there was a hint of An Ran's shadow.

An Xiao had no idea what Gu Zhilan had been through during this period, but he always knew that Gu Zhilan was his best friend. She was also a lonely girl, just as lonely as An Ran.

But An Ran is lucky, but Gu Zhilan has nothing. She is not a little monster, she is not even a little monster.

An Xiao took back the photo and made up her mind. She was ready.

I jumped off the car roof and knocked on the door of the apartment opposite. It was the address left on the back of the photo.

An Xiao clenched his fist tightly, not sure whether the other party was a friend or an enemy. The content of the photo did not show much kindness, and it was more like a kidnapping threat.

Being able to deliver the envelope accurately to his room, it was obviously aimed at him.

She stood by the door, closed her eyes, slowed her breathing, and listened to the movement inside. There were footsteps approaching slowly, then paused and turned back.

Holding a weapon?

An Xiao alertly deployed the Devouring Technique, while holding the gun with his other hand to ensure that he could strike immediately if the other party pretended to open the door and shoot through it.

However, it seems unrealistic to shoot through a security door with just a small-caliber bullet from a pistol.

This is something that my elder brother has emphasized countless times in the past. Always make sure to seize the initiative behind the door.

The person inside the door approached again, and just as he grasped the door handle and opened it, there was a metallic collision sound!

The other party is holding a knife! Mio

The moment the door opened, An Xiao decisively shot at the crack of the door, deliberately aiming at the legs below. The man stumbled and fell next to the door, pushing the door open completely. Just as the Devouring Weapon was holding the man back from falling, she froze.

The man raised his hands and shouted, "Friendly troops are friendly troops! Don't hurt friendly troops by mistake!"

"Minister Wang?"

The man who was shot in the thigh and sat on the ground wailing was Wang Feng, the director of the scientific research department.

Chapter 159 The Devil's Maid (I) (⑸)

The man sat on the ground and cried out in pain. The light from the room illuminated his slovenly face. Minister Wang Feng, once known as the handsome man of FACA, looked like a homeless man. He was accidentally shot by An Xiao.

The steel rod rolled on the ground, and it was either a knife or the iron rod that made the metal collision sound.

"How could it be Minister Wang?" An Xiao confirmed his injuries. Fortunately, it was just a minor scratch. He was lucky enough.

"Damn, I was asking you, who taught you this perverted tactic after knocking on the door and then shooting without saying a word?" Wang Feng stood up depressed and touched the wound on his thigh.

"I'm sorry, I didn't know...thought you were the enemy. Are you okay?"

"Damn it, if I had screamed a little later I might have been hacked to death."

Wang Feng sighed, looked around to make sure that no one was on the street, then limped the Third Princess into the house, closed and locked the door, and sat down on a chair. The apartment was even smaller than An Xiao had imagined, with only one bedroom and toilet, an old lamp, and a dead person on the bed.

Wang Feng did not pursue the injury on his thigh, it was just a minor scrape and nothing serious. He lowered his head and rubbed his temple to ease his worries.

"Should I say you have good skills or poor skills? You were able to surpass me and seize the initiative in the first place. This is incredible. I am at least a semi-professional, but you missed the target again."

"I will try harder next time to make sure I don't make mistakes again." An Xiao felt guilty and said apologetically.

This gave Wang Feng a shock.

"And next time?"

An Xiao was very embarrassed, after all, he almost killed a senior FACA executive by mistake.

"No, luckily it missed by a bit."

Wang Feng leaned back in his chair and sighed, "How did you find this place? I didn't tell your brother. Director An not only has a keen eye for talent, but also has clairvoyance and super hearing?"

"This has nothing to do with my brother. It's just an address."

An Xiao shook her head and hesitated for a moment before explaining the whole cause and effect. She realized that Wang Feng's appearance was not a coincidence.

She deliberately concealed Gu Zhilan's identity as a senior executive of the flower shop, thinking that Minister Wang was not aware of it.

After hearing this, Wang Feng frowned and turned to look at the dead person on the bed.

"Gu Zhilan's child..."

Wang Feng naturally knew An Xiao's thoughts. He and An Ran were not only friends in public, but also partners with common interests in secret. The latter relationship was not made known to An Xiao. He guessed that this An family butterfly probably wanted to rescue Gu Zhilan alone, and An Ran was probably unaware of it.

But in order to cooperate, he pretended to be confused.

"Have you told Director An about this?"

An Xiao nodded and then shook his head.

"What does nodding and shaking your head mean?"

"I wanted to lie, but I didn't know how to say it." An Xiao was very honest. "I didn't tell my elder brother about this. I wanted to..."

"Solve it yourself to prove that you've grown up?" Wang Feng pouted and returned the photo to her. "You're really stupid. This is very dangerous. The other party is obviously coming for you. You should decisively inform your family, call the police or report it to the Countermeasures Bureau instead of being petty and trying to be a hero."

As he said this, he stood up, walked to the table, poured some water, and looked around.

"But that's all your business. It has nothing to do with me, and I'm too lazy to care. The address you found is correct, it is indeed here, but the guy on the bed was dead when I came here. I didn't kill him, I promise. The reason why you can see me here is because I am investigating the real leader of Xinmin, and this is where the clues are cut off."

An Xiao came to the bedside and observed the deceased. The deceased was a middle-aged man with short black hair and was slightly fat.

"The cause of death was suffocation. He was just an ordinary person," said Wang Feng.

"I have just investigated his identity. He was originally just a bartender, but he was actually secretly involved in drug trafficking, arms smuggling, and child trafficking. Because the bar he worked for offended the wrong people, it was closed for rectification and completely revoked its business license, and he lost his official job."

Wang Feng said calmly:

"That bar should be a platform for illegal transactions. Most of the customers are just hooligans. The wealthy gangsters will choose to go out of town to buy goods. It is said that the bar has helped the Xinmin Cannibal Eternal Cult to preach. I suspect that they are related, so I came to investigate the homes of the bar waiters. Maybe I can find some clues. I have been to three places."

"Isn't this what the Intelligence Department is best at?" An Xiao was puzzled. "Minister Wang, you never look like a man of action."

"Oh, it's just mixed with some personal selfishness, just like the reason why you didn't tell your brother was because of selfishness." Wang Feng exposed her.

An Xiao stared at the deceased and finally confirmed that he was not an acquaintance.

Wang Feng lit a crumpled cigarette, which looked like a very cheap one. Seeing this, An Xiao took out a fine cigarette from his pocket.

"Oh, you're so polite. I didn't expect a girl like you would learn to smoke." Wang Feng took the cigarette very impolitely.

"It's not mine, it's my brother's."

"Why did you steal your brother's cigarettes?" Wang Feng asked.

"I didn't steal cigarettes, I stole clothes." An Xiao pointed at the executive windbreaker on his body, and Wang Feng recognized that this was Director An's uniform in the past.

"I want to know your next investigation. This is very important. I suspect that the kidnapping of Gu Zhilan is related to Xinmin. We may be investigating the same thing."

"It sounds like we can secretly form a group." Wang Feng smiled slyly, then suddenly thought of something and shook his head.

"Forget it, forget it. It's too dangerous. You're not good at this kind of thing. Otherwise, someone might get killed. Xinmin is full of vicious thugs. These desperate cultists are difficult to deal with. Although they were destroyed at the Coster Theater, this cult still exists. We don't know their true background at all."

"Just don't say anything. What happens to me has nothing to do with you."

"I haven't been to that bar, but that's also where I'm going to investigate next." Wang Feng leaned against the wall and shook his head. "That's not the point. The point is the address the other party left for you. Look at the pile of books in the corner. You can find the handwriting of this dead man by flipping through them. They are completely two different people."

An Xiao opened a relatively new notebook. The first page was filled with densely packed names written in very sloppy handwriting, which was completely different from the address on the back of the photo.

The address was not wrong, but it was not the same person. The other party wanted her to come here, but there was no Gu Zhilan here, nothing at all.

An Xiao turned around and looked at the dead man on the bed again, keenly aware of the key point.

"Maybe... the other party gave me this address just to find this person. They want me to use some method to pry open this guy's mouth so as to find the next address, such as the bar you mentioned."

"But if that's the case, why did he die again? He must have been silenced. Maybe the other party was a group and had some disagreements." Wang Feng guessed.

An Xiao had already opened the door of his apartment and was standing outside, ready to start his investigation from the bar that was closed for reorganization.

Chapter 160 The Devil's Maid (Part )

"We're here. This is it." Wang Feng stopped the car.

Right in front of us is the so-called bar, a low building nestled next to a grove of trees. The end of the uphill road just meets the street. Looking around, there are five- or six-story apartment buildings, but it seems that there is no one living there.

This is the deepest and most secluded place in Desenboer City, completely facing away from the areas with heavy traffic. No wonder it is so deserted and like a dead city.

When An Xiao got out of the car and looked around, it really was a dead city, like an outlaw place where gangsters and all kinds of people gathered, and it was dead silent.

Except for an apartment at the end of the uphill, the floor-to-ceiling windows had closed curtains, and faint light came through.

Wang Feng followed her gaze and recognized him at a glance.

"Matches Hotel, in the past an old man bought that apartment building and renovated it. I heard that the old man later died and the title deed was lost. The local government planned to demolish it and build a factory in this area, but later postponed the plan for some reason, so it is now abandoned."

"I see a ray of light." An Xiao stared.

"What's so surprising about this? We haven't evacuated all the people. The officers here are quite good and they conduct inspections every night. So even though this place looks dangerous, it's actually very safe."

"Minister Wang, have you investigated?"

"Isn't that nonsense?" Wang Feng nudged the door of the bar with his elbow to see if there was anyone inside. The door didn't move at all, and the sound insulation effect was surprisingly good.

"Let's go through the back door. I know where it is. I explored it during the day, but there might be something inside. Be careful."

The two men groped their way through the grove in the dark and moved to the back of the bar. There was a small open door that creaked in the wind, and a vague black shadow stood next to it, as if he had anticipated their appearance and had been waiting for a long time.

Wang Feng held his breath, took out his cell phone and turned on the light, but it was just a pile of snowmen.

"Damn it, there are no snowmen here during the day." He felt bad.

An Xiao looked up and exchanged glances with Wang Feng. He said he was not lying. There shouldn't be a snowman at the door, and the back door should also be closed. He had originally planned to sneak in through the back door, which at least wouldn't be as easy to spot as the front door. The current situation was enough to show that someone had been in and out.

According to Wang Feng's observations for three consecutive days, no one came in or out of the bar after it was closed for renovation, but something changed tonight.

The back door was fully opened, and the creaking sound seemed to welcome them. Someone had arranged everything. An Xiao was actually a rude person who didn't believe in fate, but she was restrained because of her image as a lady in front of her elder brother. She grabbed the door that made the strange sound and slammed it against the wall.

The door stopped ringing.

"Let's go in." An Xiao turned around and looked at Wang Feng.

Wang Feng was stunned for a moment and smiled silently. As expected, they were members of the An family. They were all crazy people who never considered the consequences. They were somewhat similar to An Ran.

The back door leads directly to the kitchen, which should be the bar's back kitchen. Usually, they would prepare some midnight snacks to comfort the employees when closing time is approaching. The kitchen is not big. Apart from the stove, there is only a washing sink. There are also rotten fruits in the corner, which should have accidentally fallen and rolled down while washing.

An Xiao walked in front, but she was a little overwhelmed. The bar seemed to be hiding some clues, but it was not where Gu Zhilan was. She suddenly realized why she was too anxious. She hoped that Gu Zhilan was safe and sound. Unpredictable changes would happen every minute of the night.

Gu Zhilan has the shadow of An Ran, but in fact she is just a copy, a sad copy. If their experience is a novel, then Gu Zhilan is the protagonist of the novel. The opposite example of An Ran and Anya is just a beautiful thing. There must always be something beautiful that happened and the protagonist must remember it.

An Xiao was unwilling to give up this friend. Although she was unwilling to admit it, Gu Zhilan seemed to be as important to her as a brother, or even more so. She didn't know why. She had many friends, but Gu Zhilan was undoubtedly the most special one.

Maybe it’s because she has the shadow of An Ran in her, and An Xiao wants to fill her shortcomings.

Unconsciously, he slowed down his pace and followed behind Wang Feng. The man noticed this, but didn't care. He walked along the corridor and went straight to the manager's lounge.

The door of the bar manager's lounge was also open. Perhaps he forgot to lock it when he left. He opened all the drawers that could be opened, as well as a locked notebook, but found nothing except some shameful traces of the manager's private life and records of illegal transactions.

"wine cellar……"

Wang Feng suddenly thought of something, turned around and muttered a few words. An Xiao didn't quite hear it, only heard the word "wine cellar".

The fluorescent light from the notebook whose password had been forcibly unlocked illuminated his face, and for a moment he felt horror, shock, and inexplicable fear.

"What's wrong with the wine cellar?" An Xiao didn't get an answer from the notebook.

"Shhh."

Wang Feng immediately covered her mouth with a serious expression, then gently closed the notebook.

As the glow of the notebook faded, the lounge fell into darkness. After a long silence, the sound of steel balls rolling could be heard not far away.

The source of the sound was not below, but several corridors away.

The two looked at each other and An Xiao nodded slightly. It seemed to be deeper in the bar, definitely not the outer bar hall, but a place similar to a wine warehouse.