Alien Executioner

"Answer the director, I'm always here." A mechanical female voice without any emotion came from the radio.

"Analyze the surveillance around the Countermeasures Bureau last night. Did you find anything unusual?"

"No abnormality."

"Where was Yang Qiang last night?" An Ran saw a black cell phone in the corner, completely crushed.

"Last seen at 19:34 in the 9th floor bathroom corridor, and then completely out of surveillance range."

"The bathroom on the 9th floor?" Li Fei couldn't help but ask.

An Ran looked at the head of the Intelligence Department:

"What do you want to say?"

"I know how he got in." After saying that, Li Fei walked towards the middle corridor.

An Ran didn't focus on Yang Qiang. He was already dead, no matter what his purpose in coming to her office was.

In short, he has ulterior motives and deliberately avoids surveillance, and sneaks into the office area by other means. His purpose must not be simple.

He saw the opened password cabinet and his expression became a little solemn.

If the purpose of confirming the other party is to keep a diary, then it is related to the organization of letters.

But no diary was found.

The worm appeared in the Countermeasures Bureau and killed the thief, but it disappeared again magically, and even Zero could not catch its trace.

The development of the matter was unexpected, and An Ran realized that he did not fully understand his true identity.

He pulled out the photos that were pressed down by the corpse, a total of three photos, corresponding to Naya's life before he faked his death.

An Ran saw a piece of fragment belonging to the fourth photo.

"Confirmed, he climbed up from the window of the utility room." Li Fei strode back, and the head of the operations department also arrived.

An Ran hid the remnants of the photo in the cabinet. He didn't want others to know about the existence of the worm, as it would implicate himself.

"Yeah, but something was stolen from me." There was no emotion in his tone.

The staff on duty broke out in a sweat, because their mistake resulted in the director's property loss, and they would definitely be severely punished.

The most suffocating thing about Director An Ran is that she treats people differently and likes to protect their shortcomings.

He is very nice to everyone in the Intelligence Department, and as long as you work in the office on the tenth floor, he will at least show you some goodwill.

Intelligence officers often do not receive much punishment for failing to do their job, while others...

"What was stolen?" asked Zhou Bowen, head of the operations department.

"A diary of artificial experiments in alphabetical organization."

"It should be on him."

"I looked for it, but the diary just disappeared, and he has been dead for a long time."

An Ran hinted to everyone that the thief had more than one accomplice.

A dead person couldn't take out a diary, and they figured it out, so they didn't suspect that the director had misplaced the diary.

An Ran had been a judge for many years and had almost never made a mistake.

In fact, Zhou Bowen wanted to ask if he remembered it wrong, for example, the diary was left at home, and it just opened its mouth and closed it quickly.

He felt a chill, as if a gust of wind was blowing, and it was a pair of eyes that housed the devil, staring at him through the bottomless abyss.

An Ran just glanced at him.

Chapter 80 The Call of the Worm

An Ran walked through the corridor on the second floor and pushed open the door of the monitoring room. The person in charge, Zhou Zhong, suddenly stood up and saluted.

"Hello, director!"

An Ran blinked, still not figuring out what the man in front of her was doing.

He soon realized the reason why the man in front of him was so nervous.

Accompanied by the hoarse polite greetings, the staff on duty in the monitoring room were awakened from their sleep, and some were even playing with their mobile phones.

The director doesn't seem to be in a good mood.

Zhou Zhong's heart skipped a beat and he felt that this year's ratings were going to fail.

Faced with that sudden sharp gaze, he trembled with fear. No matter from which angle he was indeed shielding his subordinates.

He nodded guiltily and signaled the staff on duty to come over quickly.

An Ran walked directly towards the surveillance camera.

"Director, which period of surveillance do you want to adjust?" Zhou Zhong realized the director's purpose and went to meet him without delay.

An Ran was slightly surprised by Zhou Zhong's attitude. He thought that Zhong's flattery was too exaggerated.

He doesn't think he's a terrible person, he just rarely shows any emotion on his face.

"I'm not adjusting the surveillance. I just want to ask you to do me a favor."

"Director, you are too polite. It doesn't matter whether we entrust someone with the task or not. This is our job." The person in charge stood up in awe.

In fact, Zhou Zhong didn’t know why he was so excited. As the person in charge of the monitoring room, what else was within his job responsibilities?

In fact, the director is known in the Countermeasures Bureau as a rather mysterious person besides being scary.

Every day at a fixed time, I walk into the Countermeasures Bureau, take the elevator to the office area on the tenth floor, and leave work at one o'clock.

Director An Ran leaves work on time at one o'clock every day and does not stay in the Countermeasures Bureau except for meetings.

Oh, by the way, I have to go to the director’s office every Wednesday afternoon.

Before Zhou Zhong became the person in charge, he was also a duty officer in charge of monitoring, and he could see Director An Ran on the screen every day.

At that time he thought that the director was a very strange person.

Every movement he made seemed to be deliberate, and there was a dark secret hidden in his eyes.

"Watch the offices of each section chief. I want to know who will come to the tenth floor next." An Ran stared at him.

"I understand, but I would like to ask..." Zhou Zhong was a little hesitant. Monitoring the section chief of the headquarters was a big deal.

He knew that a thief had broken into the director's office and it was a mess.

An Ran, who was supposed to be on vacation, returned to the Countermeasures Bureau, but had no intention of continuing to perform his duties and just went around in circles.

"Does the Director know about this?"

"She doesn't know, you can tell her."

An Ran thought about it and decided to tell the truth. Her sister had more advanced surveillance methods like Ling, so she wouldn't care about the monitoring room.

Zhou Zhong watched the director leave and finally breathed a sigh of relief.

For some reason, I feel like the director's impression has changed a lot.

Being stared at by those eyes is really frightening.

……

An Ran stood silently in the elevator, watching the numbers jump evenly. The elevator indicator light turned green and he was descending.

He examined himself through the mirrored stainless steel in the elevator and realized that he was truly a heartless person.

Even though the Alphabet Organization had reached out to him and the diary had been lost, he acted as if he didn't care at all.

An Ran hesitated for a moment. The figure in the mirror looked familiar yet unfamiliar, with messy hair and a look of never-letting energy.

He is obviously the son of the An Group. He should drink whiskey and smoke cigars, act more suave and dashing, and always have unparalleled confidence.

He was in a state of extreme fatigue.

The phagocytes in the body have been suppressed for too long, and being with her sister has made them overly calm and lifeless.

When you feel inexplicably irritable in your heart, your phagocytes will wake up, constantly emitting sharp and piercing vibration sounds that impact your spirit.

That feeling comes again.

His hand rose forward uncontrollably and quickly, leaving a dent because of its proximity to the mirrored stainless steel.

An Ran would feel inexplicably irritated about many things, and this emotion often came from the accumulation of phagocytes.

Monsters are always crazy and stupid, and they are always violent.

Therefore, monsters also need someone to pacify them.

The elevator door suddenly opened, and An Ran came to his senses.

I subconsciously wanted to go out, but halfway through I realized there was a woman standing outside.

He looked at the familiar figure, a little surprised:

"Is that you?"

The woman was Sister Tang from the Intelligence Department. Her injuries had healed and she had a very forced smile on her face.

He understood the bitterness in the smile, it was a false smile without disguise.

"It's me, it's me, Director. You still remember me." Sister Tang did not enter the elevator, but watched An Ran walk out.

She was about to enter the elevator, but changed her mind after seeing me, so I guessed that her purpose was related to me.

"I remember your sister Tang, what's the matter?" An Ran's tone was very calm.

"I have something to ask, Director, do you have time now?"

An Ran was never stingy with his kindness towards the people in the Intelligence Department. He nodded slightly, willing to share some of his time.

"Walking and talking."

"Okay." Sister Tang followed, "Director, this is what happened. I need to take a leave to go to Shanshu City because of my uncle... so I may need to take a leave of absence for half a month."

"That Tang Hu?"

An Ran remembered that during the escort operation, Xu Sinuo had talked to her about this man, an outstanding executive in Shanshu City.

He remembered that he had received a report from Shanshu City, which stated that an executive named Tang Hu was missing.

"Has he been missing for almost a week?" An Ran looked at the woman in front of him who was almost the same height as him.

"He was found, but he died in the line of duty." Sister Tang's voice was very soft.

"sorry, I do not know."

"Director, why do you want to apologize?" She didn't understand.

An Ran blurted out without any thought:

"I saw that in anime and movies."

"The premise is that there is some...offensive meaning in your words." Sister Tang hesitated, wondering why the director spoke like a log.

An Ran actually knew this, he just suddenly thought of his real self and the monster girl when he spoke.

At that moment, I said this sentence subconsciously.

He turned his head and saw that the two of them had already crossed the corridor and arrived at the hall.

"So you need to ask for leave, but you should know that I am also on vacation now and cannot approve any of your requests."

An Ran was stunned for a moment. He sensed the worm, which was calling towards him from a distance, asking for a meeting.

The tentacle had more consciousness than An Ran had expected. He glanced at Sister Tang, strode out of the hall, and drove away the Bentley parked in the square.

Sister Tang followed closely behind. She looked a little unwilling. She got on a motorcycle, put on a helmet, and made a roaring sound.

"Hey! When will you take me back to Shanshu City?" Xu Sinuo ran out and waved while standing on the steps.

"Tomorrow!" After saying that, he rushed out of the square with a wild roar and drove towards the traffic light.

Chapter 81 of the ba彡other⑼⊙qi investigation of Wu Ba

An Ran drove towards Salon Mausoleum and glanced at the scenery on the road. This remote old town was getting farther and farther away from the city center.

It was almost the same as what I saw last time I came here, a few slightly dilapidated old houses. When I entered Fu'an Street, the sky darkened.

It was as if an indescribable force was shrouding this group of animals, and the sky was always gloomy and covered with a thick layer of gray lead.

He checked his phone and saw that twenty minutes had passed since he came out of the Countermeasures Bureau.