Alien Executioner

Suddenly, a familiar figure passed through the crowd, a bit like Ottilia. His eyes followed the figure that looked like a princess. The woman was wearing men's clothes, had a petite figure, and had long golden hair tied into a ponytail. She looked like a young nobleman, but she had no interest in the dazzling array of jewelry and artworks, and walked through.

An Ran followed and stopped in front of the staff rest passage, where Otilia was standing.

"Are you going to ask me why I'm here?" The princess' tone was as cold as ever.

"This is your mother's estate, maybe it's where you grew up." An Ran looked at her outfit casually and shook his head.

"What does shaking your head mean?"

"I'm suddenly not used to your outfit. You look a bit like a shota."

An Ran answered seriously and made an objective assessment.

"You should be more girly. Being strong doesn't suit you."

"You followed me all the way just to say this?" The princess' face darkened.

"I'm just curious why you're dressed like this."

"Mother wants me to build more connections with you, the so-called familiarity in this place."

Otilia's gaze passed An Ran and looked behind her, glaring at those celebrities with disdain, then returned to his face and regained her composure.

"I said I hated such occasions and my mother's idea. She wanted me to dress like a princess, but I wanted to be boyish. You can understand it as rebellion. I was going against my mother."

As she spoke, her eyes were dim, "It is Master An who has the leisure time."

"I woke up here, not because I wanted to come here."

An Ran hinted that this was An Xin's intention, and he didn't mind telling the truth, he had no interest in the sale, and it wasn't for the princess, and where his sister was he would have to cut ties with other women if necessary.

"Oh."

Otilia didn't react much, she just looked outside in the direction of An Xin.

After a while, the princess said, "Thank you for saving me. Is there anything I can help you with? You must be looking for someone."

“Just hanging out.”

"Don't hide it from me. I can see it." Otilia shook her head. "You have no reason to patronize this sale."

"Invitation letter, you know."

"What invitation?" Ottilia, a princess, had no idea about this.

"It's okay. It has nothing to do with the Tananya family."

"What if I'm not a member of the Tananya family, but as your secretary?" Otilia said coldly, "Privately, I am your secretary, just like that woman named Song Yixiao. As a member of the team, you don't intend to tell me the truth."

"You are just a child in my eyes." An Ran didn't care and measured the height of the princess with his hand. "You are shorter than my sister. Children shouldn't know so much. I will treat you to a meal one day. We have things to deal with these few days, and we may never meet again."

"So you always thought I was just a child." The princess gritted her teeth.

"Sorry, I wasn't talking about height." An Ran looked at the princess' head twice, paused for a moment, and continued as if he was making up a lie, "I was referring specifically to your heart, which is always a child inside."

Without giving Ottilia a chance to get angry, An Ran turned around and looked not far away. An Xin was coming over. Seeing this, the princess could only leave with resentment.

"It's been settled, a total of 21 million." The sister glanced at Ottilia's back and pressed her brother's shoulder lightly.

"Is that the princess?"

"I want to ask her if she knows about the invitation."

An Ran glanced at the two carts filled with merchandise, his expression slightly changed, "There are so many jewels, have you emptied them all?"

"If the final transaction amount is at least doubled, I have selected the ones that look good. I hope you will like some of them."

The sister picked up several exquisite gift boxes and opened them, revealing a light blue necklace, a ring and a bracelet. An Ran just glanced and waved.

“I don’t like jewelry.”

After saying that, he couldn't help but take another look. Naya's heart was playing tricks on him. These accessories were indeed very beautiful.

An Xin turned around and motioned to the waiter to rewrap the jewels, smiling silently.

At this time, a well-dressed waiter came over and handed over a letter. He left the moment An Xin took it, without even having time to see the waiter's face clearly.

The invitation letter arrived as expected.

Chapter 209 Invitation (Part )

The mysterious man my father mentioned really exists, and the place he invited me to meet is actually near the manor, on a yacht on the river bank.

On the river that was so cold that it was about to freeze, a middle-aged man in a mink coat was using a telescope to observe those sexy East Slavic girls. There was a barbecue and a lot of liquor on the yacht, and they looked like they were enjoying a sunbath. However, the sky was gloomy, with dark clouds rolling and faint thunder. The snow had not yet stopped and it was about to rain heavily. It was really strange weather.

An Ran sat with her sister, took the man's wine glass, and skillfully picked up the knife to cut the steak, cutting the well-done beef into slices and sauced it on the sauce. There were also various sauces on the side. Since the other party's opening remarks were barbecue and wine, she didn't mind enjoying it.

"Milo, meet the Supreme Director and the Chief."

The man put down his binoculars, smoked a cigar, and extended his hand to introduce himself.

The man who called himself Milo was visibly weak, his face was pale but he still smiled. He kept coughing when he spoke, and his originally beautiful golden hair was also covered with a hint of gray.

An Xin just nodded in response, without any thought of shaking hands. An Ran lowered his head to cut the steak, picked up a small piece and put it into his mouth to chew carefully.

"I asked the Tananiya family, and they didn't know about this invitation." An Xin raised her hand so that the other party could see the invitation in her hand clearly.

"It has nothing to do with the Tananiya family. This is just a way for me to expand my partners. Every year, there are always many young people who come to the charity sale to stretch their fists. If they want to gain a foothold in the upper class, they must maintain an order in the circle, and these young people who are eager for success happen to be my targets."

Milo explained slowly:

"But this time is different. You showed up. I have always been interested in the An family, but unfortunately the only outsider in the world who can cooperate with the An family is Tananiya, and I don't think I am qualified. So this is just an attempt. I didn't expect you to actually come. To be honest, I am surprised."

"We were just curious and thought that it was Her Majesty the Queen who wanted to meet us." An Ran raised his head, expressionless.

"Eh... there's no queen here. Sorry to spoil the fun for you two." Milo scratched his head awkwardly.

"But there are alien species here, so there are still gains." An Ran smiled and directly exposed Milo's identity.

Milo was stunned. He didn't expect that his identity would be exposed so easily. He thought it was a habitual test from the executive officer, so he pretended to be calm and smiled.

"Mr. An really loves to joke."

"We have indeed met, but you have no impression of it."

This time it was An Ran's turn to smile and slowly recount the past:

"Remember that night at the Xinmin Cult's base? You held a ceremony to summon something, but you ended up having an internal conflict with the Xinmin and ran away with a man. That man was Lalo, who FACA had been pursuing. I was there at the time. You didn't recognize me, but I've seen you before."

Milo's face changed drastically. He didn't expect that An Ran had already met him, so sending an invitation to meet him would undoubtedly be courting death.

The situation suddenly froze. He looked at the two of them anxiously. An Xin was holding her wine glass absent-mindedly, while An Ran continued to cut steak and feed it to her sister from time to time. They both acted very indifferent, as if they didn't take Milo seriously at all.

Milo stood up suddenly and wanted to jump into the river to escape. Since his identity had been exposed, the so-called cooperation was nothing but empty talk. Just as he was about to "take off", the black and red sickle caught his shoulder. An Ran held the Death Sword and stared at him coldly. The prey targeted by the devil was doomed to fail.

"My butt is tired and I want to stand up." Milo raised his hands in surrender.

"Relax, we have no interest in you. You must have been seriously injured and weak, and you can't resist." An Ran retracted the sickle. He was not worried that the other party would escape. He threw the prepared information in front of the small table, which contained the recorded coordinates.

Milo glanced at the information and was very surprised.

"002 coordinates, how much do you know?" An Xin asked at this time.

Milo then realized, "You came prepared."

"We are here for the coordinates of 002. As for who you are, we don't care. As far as we know, these coordinates represent a secret base. Most of the locations are public, but a small part is completely confidential. The first five coordinates are even more mysterious."

An Xin pointed to the five blank areas at the top of the document and repeated, "How much do you know about the 002 coordinates?"

"I'm both familiar and unfamiliar with it. I don't know the specific coordinates of 002, and I have no idea about it." Milo was very honest.

Seeing that the two did not believe him, Milo quickly explained: "I really don't know. The person who told you must have misunderstood. I know about the coordinates of 002, but I have never come into contact with it. Let me put it this way, I was working in 'transportation' before joining Xinmin."

"transportation?"

"It just keeps sending people to coordinate 002, that's all. I've never been to the terminal myself." Milo breathed a sigh of relief, thinking it was something else, but he told him everything he knew.

"So I don't know more about the coordinates of 002 than you do. I am only responsible for sending people there."

Milo observed the two men carefully. The two strongest executives in the world were right in front of him. Even Banshang could not last more than a few minutes.

"As for the significance of that place and what activities take place there, it has nothing to do with me. The reason I know the coordinate code 002 is that I heard someone mention it by chance. When you asked about the coordinates, I guessed that it should be the same."

An Ran and An Xin looked at each other and had already made a rough judgment in their minds.

"Since your search for the coordinates has nothing to do with me, can you let me leave?" Milo gently pushed away the sickle in front of him.

"As an alien species, it is extremely unlikely that you can appear in front of me and leave alive." An Ran smiled and praised, "Not to mention that you have been the devil executive of the hall for two consecutive terms."

Milo was silent for a moment, "I can take you to that coordinate."

Just when he thought Milo was just pretending to agree and was actually thinking about how to escape, he just picked up a full glass of liquor and said, "But I want to know why you are going there. This is very important. I heard that it is very dangerous there and people who have been there have never come back."

"Xinmin." An Xin answered with only two words.

Milo hesitated, "Aren't you afraid that I'm in cahoots with them?"

An Xin just shook her head.

……

Back at the mansion, most people had left, with only a small number of family servants remaining. The jewelry and artworks bought from the sale were piled up in a corner.

"Milo agreed very quickly without any hesitation." An Ran sat on the sofa, watching her sister's back as she made coffee, and expressed her guess.

"He knew why we came from the beginning."

"Well, that's why I can rest assured. Coordinate 002 is also his destination." An Xin had already seen through it.

"He also needs us. I have done some research. Milo's parents were both members of the Xinmin Cult, and their ranks were close to the founders, but he still chose to defect and wanted to take Lalo with him. I don't know what he wants to do, but it may be beneficial for us if Milo goes to coordinate 002. Even if we don't take the initiative to find him, he will take the initiative to find us, hoping to make us his trump card against the Xinmin."

Chapter 210 An Xiao's Heart Knot (I)

It was not until the evening that An Ran brought her sister back from the hospital. An Xiao did not go back to the third district with her mother, which was considered as a disguised consent to the operation to go to coordinate 002.

He pushed open the door of his bedroom, which belonged to An Ran. Now this room had long become Song Yixiao's lounge. The woman was sitting cross-legged on the bed, typing on the notebook on her legs. She looked like she had just finished a shower and hadn't blown her hair yet. Her wet black hair stuck to her neck.

An Ran just glanced at it, took out his watch from the drawer and wiped it, then asked casually, "I thought you were good at gathering intelligence."

Song Yixiao grabbed the towel beside her and covered her head with it. "I'm not a professional in intelligence. Isn't Sister Tang very professional? She's from the Intelligence Department. Let's go find her."

"I remember you were an agent."

"Agents are also divided into different categories. I don't have any talent for intelligence." Song Yixiao pressed the remote control and a projection appeared on the wall.

The projection showed a strange picture, a space similar to an underground passage, like a sewer, and a damp echo could be heard, which was the sound of water flowing. Song Yixiao filmed the most suspicious place, and the camera kept moving forward, finally stopping in front of a corpse.

There was a withered corpse in the picture, and next to it were various data conclusions analyzed by Zero. It seemed that the corpse had existed for a long time, and after comparison, it was confirmed to be Milo.

Song Yixiao scratched her hair and glanced at the man secretly. An Ran looked at it very seriously. This was the most crucial information that the secretariat had investigated so far. A body confirmed to be Milo was abandoned in the sewer. The time of death was at least half a month, but the Milo seen today was also real.

"Isn't it incredible? This guy named Milo is one of the most powerful aliens in the first area, with a status similar to that of a war horse, but he died once before."

Song Yixiao wiped her wet hair and said slowly.

"Based on the time and the simulation of various details, he was most likely with Lalo at the time." Mio

An Ran didn't say anything. He realized that Milo might be "resurrected" with the help of a certain demon, just like Mr. Cat.

But today when we met on the yacht, Milo had a heartbeat, and except for being extremely weak, there was nothing else wrong.

"Are you still monitoring Milo's movements?"

"Well, he can't run away. Not only that, I also arranged a team to follow him nearby."

Song Yixiao pulled up a location map, with the green dot representing Milo's current location.)

"If he had any intention of escaping, we would have known about it immediately. But up to now, Milo has been behaving very well. In the past ten hours, he went to the cinema to watch a movie, then to the horse farm, and even stopped at a stall called BBQ King for half an hour."

Song Yixiao was amused by the surveillance situation, "He seems to have a special liking for barbecue!"⑸

“Unbelievable.”⑧

"you mean?"

"The barbecue at the BBQ King is obviously not delicious." An Ran thought for a moment and said his conclusion, "If he really likes barbecue, he should go to the barbecue restaurant across the street."

"I thought you discovered some details, but I was overthinking it." Song Yixiao took off the towel on her head, stood up and put on her clothes.

An Ran turned around when he saw this, and suddenly felt that the woman's figure seemed familiar, especially the small pattern on her arm.

"Are you not leaving yet? I need to change my clothes. You know to turn around and avoid people's sight, but why don't you just go out and close the door neatly?" Song Yixiao urged loudly.

"Xu Yanqian." An Ran suddenly whispered the name.

Song Yixiao did not respond and continued chattering. Perhaps she realized belatedly that An Ran had just said a name and paused for a moment in confusion.

"What did you just say? I didn't hear clearly. What happened to Xu Sinuo?"