Alien Executioner

"What...what happened?"

"I shouldn't have cleaned out that coffee shop. I guessed that the people inside were most likely artificial aliens, but I still wanted to take revenge on Xu Yanqian."

"You shouldn't tell me this."

"You know, when I first saw you in there, I could see longing in your eyes."

An Ran lied seriously. It was not difficult for him to do so. The key was how to fool the depressed girl.

In his eyes, the girl looked a little depressed, even though she smiled appropriately and said appropriate words that expressed her emotions.

He can hear and see.

There was powerlessness deep in the girl's eyes. She always wanted to grasp something, even if that thing no longer existed.

There was a brief silence.

"Director..." The girl's voice was very low.

"I'm here."

"Your sister already knows your true identity, right? She is very nice to you. I actually know everything." She turned her head.

It was the only place in the academy without light, a road leading to the back mountain, so dark that one could not see the end.

"Someone took a photo of you guys at the hotel that night. She was hugging you, looking unexpectedly domineering."

"Don't talk about this kind of thing." An Ran was stunned.

"Mom has always been proud of me for being an excellent quasi-executive officer, and I also killed an alien with my own hands, using the Devouring Weapon in my hand."

Gu Zhilan raised her right hand so that the azure bracelet on it could be seen.

"Killed that artificial alien right in front of my mother."

She opened her mouth slightly, deeply confused:

"She was my best friend, and she never said my name in front of my mother before she died."

Chapter 66 Preparation

An Ran could see that Gu Zhilan was distracted, so she didn't disturb her. She felt in her pocket and took out a thin cigarette from the box.

"Here." He handed over the cigarette.

Gu Zhilan, who had come to her senses, took the cigarette, partly because she didn't react in time and partly because she really couldn't refuse.

Director An Ran gives people the impression of being strong but hidden behind his cold brows. He may appear friendly when he speaks, but one will involuntarily feel nervous when one looks at him.

"I don't smoke." She lifted the cigarette lying in her palm.

"You can learn."

Gu Zhilan was speechless. She looked at An Ran quietly for a while, curious whether this man's brain was the same as his face.

"Don't you think it's weird to let a girl who has never smoked learn to smoke? Don't you feel guilty for forcing her into prostitution?"

"You'll have to ask your mother." An Ran shook his head and lit the cigarette in his hand.

"My... mother?"

"More than a year ago, Li Fei organized a dinner party to celebrate my promotion to director, but she got me drunk."

"No way?" Gu Zhilan looked shocked.

"To be precise, everyone was drunk, but your mother was a little crazy when she was drunk. She forced me to smoke, and it was cheap 'soft white water'."

This does sound absurd, a mature and beautiful woman got a rich young man drunk and then stuffed a cigarette into his mouth...

And it sounded like the young master was complaining that the cigarettes were too cheap and not in line with his status.

The topic changed. Gu Zhilan stopped thinking about those depressing things and stared at An Ran's face with some curiosity and surprise.

She was curious about the follow-up of this matter.

An Ran took a deep breath and exhaled the smoke as if he was recalling a painful experience.

"I don't remember the details very clearly. The waiter said that I refused forcefully, so your mother drank whiskey repeatedly. I finally gave in after the third glass. After we were done, she was a little confused and thought that her daughter and I looked like a couple. I knew she wasn't serious."

Speaking of the latter, An Ran looked at Gu Zhilan with a strange look.

That gaze seemed to be a scrutiny, and made Gu Zhilan nervous, but fortunately it didn't last too long.

"What if she's serious?" she asked softly.

She liked Director An Ran only because he looked reliable, stern and serious, but she didn't think too much about it.

"You have the habit of writing a diary. I once asked the dormitory manager to take a photo of your diary contents." He did not answer directly.

Gu Zhilan's heartbeat suddenly quickened. She wanted to be angry, but she couldn't. Instead, she felt nervous as if she was being scrutinized.

No one would act indifferent to someone reading their diary, and there would be some resistance, not to mention taking photos and enjoying them.

She did not write about the flower shop or her identity in her diary, only the daily events that happened every day, and...

"You seem to admire An Xiao a lot, but it's not because of her excellence." An Ran pointed it out directly and put out the cigarette with her fingers.

Since returning from the flower shop base, An Ran did not sit still and wait for death, but chose to dig out as many unknowns as possible.

Among them was Gu Zhilan's background and what role she played in the flower shop organization, but the answers were too mediocre.

"I don't think you'll..."

"Yeah." Gu Zhilan was unexpectedly calm.

An Ran was silent, as if things were not going according to her expectations. She was quiet and puzzled.

"You should be angry."

"I don't understand."

"There is no one who would not be angry if someone read his diary."

"Me?" Gu Zhilan hesitated. "Do you want to make me angry?"

"Your face is full of unhappiness. It's not easy to release the suppressed emotions, otherwise it will be easy to be possessed by the sorrow. This is what Li Fei told me."

Gu Zhilan thought that her mother might really say such words.

"Actually, there aren't so many unhappy things. I'm just used to it this way." She shook her head.

"Oh yeah, why are you here?"

"I thought you were too calm about my appearance because you didn't care." An Ran pointed at the brightest light and said:

"I heard that you haven't been home for a few days. Your mother was very worried and didn't answer her calls, so she asked me to come and find you."

"Then how do you know I'm here?" Gu Zhilan hesitated for a moment.

"Zero told me."

An Ran felt that he had told enough lies, but he was unable to answer honestly this time.

……

At noon, An Ran put on a decent suit, sat on the sofa, looked at his mobile phone lazily, and browsed the forum messages about alien species.

The ranking list of the Alien Commune has been updated, and a new column has been added.

The name consists of only one character: "Shang".

Under the pressure of curiosity, he clicked on this column, wanting to know how the forum administrator was expanding his business.

It is indeed very attractive to give Shang a ranking, especially for those who are obsessed with illustrations.

There is only a simple photo in the new section, which is the tentacles surging on the deep river, which has been a hot topic in recent days.

In just three days, people's enthusiasm for the topic of the river monster has broken records. Many games have even used it as a prototype and released corresponding characters to attract traffic, such as the tentacle girl.

An Ran had also seen an advertisement for a game in a post. The advertisement featured the feminine character of the River Monster ② Lingbawu Lingjiu ③ (Six) ⒐ Junyang, which attracted a large number of downloads.

He thought the tentacle girl was a little unique.

It is neither an octopus nor a jellyfish, but its main body is made up of tentacles.

The limbs are built on the round tentacles, with a hungry expression painted on them, and they look like a petite girl who is twisting and turning like she is enduring desire...

An Ran put aside the weird thoughts and his eyes gradually became full of contempt.

After clicking on the photo, a deep red background pops up, accompanied by an eerie and shrill sound, and dark black fonts.

In order to highlight the difference of Shang, the administrator even added background music to create a thriller atmosphere.

The entire work is just an exaggerated description of these tentacles, and every word reveals the style of the game, calling them evil gods awakened from the abyss.

It seems that the administrator of the Alien Commune has created a lot of hype this time. As the largest alien illustration forum, it has attracted a huge amount of traffic.

Sure enough, as soon as the ads were withdrawn, a flood of ads appeared, including an ad about tentacle girls for a certain game.

"What a mess." He turned off his phone and looked up.

I just received some temporary news that after the private plane lands at the airport, my parents will go to the restaurant that has been booked in advance to have lunch.

He, An Xin and An Xiao were all there. The driver, Lao Zhang, had been waiting outside for a long time, leaving only the two women still washing up.

Wear your watch, hang your executive officer certificate on the inner cedar, and calm your phagocytes.

The noise in the corridor finally stopped. An Xiao came out first, wearing a white dress and looking very excited, followed by An Xin who looked indifferent.

My sister deliberately put on the silver Devouring Martial Arts bracelet, feeling a little proud.

Chapter 67 Father

The speeding Bentley slammed on the brakes and stopped in front of the Butterfly restaurant, which the family had reserved. A waiter was already standing waiting at the door.

The place 10 miles away from the Countermeasures Bureau headquarters is also the most prosperous area in Huacheng.

The scene is both low-key and grand. Butterfly is the most famous top restaurant, equipped with the best chefs and services, all over the world. Even influential dignitaries or wealthy people need to make reservations in advance, as they are hard to get.

The reason why it is low-key is that the restaurant is an asset of the An Group, and Butterfly is translated as butterfly.

The three of them got out of the car. An Ran gave them an appropriate smile. The waiter took the keys, drove away, and nodded to thank them for the tip.

There were two bodyguards in suits standing in front of the door of Butterfly Restaurant. They recognized the three people, smiled and nodded, and pushed open the door.

A manager came from behind the door. He was fat and about to burst. He crossed his hands and his face was full of tension.

"plz follow me."

This time, it was not just the three of them who came, but also many familiar yet unfamiliar figures entered the venue. They talked to each other and sighed to each other.

The appearance of the three An siblings undoubtedly became the focus. They walked towards the box deep inside under gazes of amazement, fear, and longing.

An Ran recognized the group of people outside. Most of them were heads of subsidiaries under the An Group, as well as members of the Executive Palace.

As she stepped into the box, she noticed something strange and turned around to look at a man.

The man sat on a cushion and drank. He looked at An Ran secretly. When he was discovered, his body shuddered and he turned back to pretend.

An Ran frowned slightly, a little surprised that the man appeared here.

The man was Feng Lin, dressed neatly and without his former arrogance and flamboyance. He was hiding in a corner drinking Jialu by himself.

He was also holding a sign with the words "Butterfly" engraved on it, which was a gift given by the restaurant to every participant of the banquet.

With this card, you can enjoy a 7% discount on services, such as a membership card, when you consume at any Butterfly restaurant in the world within one year.

This was a banquet personally organized by the An family. In order to appear wealthy and impressive, the manager took it upon himself to distribute discount cards to everyone.

The Butterfly letters on the discount tag are carved from pure gold, weighing approximately 6 grams, while the White or black below is made of silver.

Feng Lin played with the sign, trying to knock the letters off with his hands.

An Ran glanced around the hall and didn't see the rest of the flower shop members.

Not sure if this was Feng Lin's or the florist's intention, but he didn't want the banquet to be ruined.

Retracting his gaze, he stood at the front and opened the door.

The first thing that caught my eye was a middle-aged man, sitting opposite the door, with his hair slicked back and wearing a white party gown.

He was smiling, and his smile, which was totally unserious, revealed a little bit of...

贱？

When the door was fully opened, there was a beautiful woman sitting next to the man, wearing a gorgeous custom Shiratori dress, mainly in black tones.

The head of the An family, the trustee of the group, An Mochen, and his wife Xu Yuqing.