Alien Executioner

"The master said that you are mentally ill and have delusions. We will ask the most professional psychologist to wash you... and provide psychological counseling. Before that, given your strong aggressiveness, we cannot let you go." Ling seemed to have made a slip of the tongue just now.

"I am insane and highly aggressive?"

Sister Tang suddenly realized that she knew An Ran's secret, and as the director, he only needed a small trick to turn himself into a mental patient...

No one would believe what a psychopath said. How could a noble palace executive officer, 12-year-old Sanlin VII, have any connection with aliens?

Chapter 83 Confusion

Sister Tang tried hard to appear calm and looked at the woman. She didn't think that the executioner of the An family was an ordinary person.

Have to work hard to find a suitable opportunity.

The smell of rust in the air assaulted her spirit. She had a hard time thinking and only then realized that she had drunk the Bordeaux without any precautions.

"Is this the An family's style of doing things? That's right. After all, they were a famous family that robbed other families a hundred years ago." Sister Tang sneered.

"No, we are the most satisfying charity in the world, providing free services to the mentally ill and relieving the pressure on the administrative palace."

The corners of Ling's mouth curved slightly, she smiled a bit teasingly, but there was a murderous intent in her eyes that could never be washed away.

"We have opened a new private sanatorium for the mentally ill in a remote mountain area. We put customers first and equip it with the most comprehensive security system to ensure that not even a mosquito can fly in."

"The so-called security system is just dozens of people watching me." Sister Tang realized that she had an opportunity and pretended to give up resisting.

If it is true as she said, that she just put him in a sanatorium for brainwashing instead of killing him to silence him, then there is a chance.

Sister Tang is not only the best team leader in the Intelligence Department, she also considers herself to be the best anti-brainwashing master.

Ling ignored it and continued:

"Of course, there is also the best psychiatrist, Mr. Klein, inside. I believe your psychological problems will be solved in no time."

"That brainwashing master?" Sister Tang was stunned.

"Yes, he is also the instructor of the Intelligence and Offensive Department of Atlanta College." Ling looked at her meaningfully.

Sister Tang thought she had mastered anti-brainwashing and might be able to deal with ordinary brainwashing hypnosis, but she had no way to deal with the brainwashing master.

She finally became scared. With the financial resources and influence of the An family, it would not be difficult to hire that crazy brainwashing master.

However, Sister Tang quickly reacted and thought that perhaps An Ran just wanted to brainwash her into some kind of cognition. This was the best outcome.

"I'm not mentally ill." She was still resisting symbolically.

"Master An Ran said you have it, so you must have it." Ling took out an exaggerated syringe from somewhere, which looked like it was going to paralyze an elephant.

The syringe was like half a bucket, and the half-meter-long needle shone through the cold light, making people feel chilled to the bone.

"I want to talk to Director An Ran. Don't let this thing get close to me!" Sister Tang cried out in a tearful voice.

Ling threw the syringe at the man with a goatee.

"Master An Ran said that he can meet your request appropriately. Please wait."

After saying that, she motioned for the two to follow her and leave, until a dull sound of a door closing echoed in this small space.

Sister Tang heard very even footsteps, someone was walking inside, it was not difficult to imagine what kind of person that was.

He was elegant yet understated, with a hint of dullness in his steps, suggesting that he was somewhat steady, steady yet light, and had a background in dance.

The door never opened again after it closed, which meant that the person had been hiding nearby from the beginning.

Sister Tang saw him and came out from behind the wine rack. The man was selecting wine nonchalantly, not paying any attention to the woman tied to the chair.

An Ran was wearing that precious khaki windbreaker, which had obviously been washed, and was looking down for his favorite wine.

He frowned, then realized something when he looked back and saw the plate on the ground.

"It seems that you have already tasted the best Bordeaux. How does it taste?" An Ran walked up to the woman.

"It has a strong fruity aroma." Sister Tang replied indifferently.

"Then I feel relieved. This disgusting smell of rust has not eroded your sanity." An Ran took out a match.

Special long wooden matches, which are half longer than ordinary matches. An Ran seldom smokes cigars, so he seldom uses cigar matches.

He lit a match and waited a few seconds for the sulfur to dissipate before placing the cigar over the flame and roasting it slightly, turning it in regular motions.

An Ran glanced at Sister Tang, and finally lit the cigar evenly.

I took a deep breath and exhaled the smoke that surrounded my face. It was a fragrant aroma that filled my nose.

It is said that smoking cigars is a kind of enjoyment. An Ran just did something appropriate to suit his status. He doesn't really care.

He took a sharp breath when he took the second puff, and dropped the cigar on the ground while coughing.

"It seems that Director An Ran's upbringing is not up to par." Sister Tang joked.

"There is always a difference between what you see and what you think. If you want to talk to me, then start talking. I'm in a hurry." Mio

After An Ran finished speaking, he put on white gloves and took out a white box from under the wine cabinet. Inside was a variety of knives.

He was indeed in a hurry, and he noticed strange changes in the phagocytes in his body, so he had to find a way to calm them down.

The only ones who could do this were his sister and Xu Yanqian, so he planned to persuade An Xin to stay with him for another night.

But before that, there is something troublesome that I need to deal with.

Although it is not certain whether Sister Tang has been pretending to be ignorant all along, at least she knows the secret of the worm.

"Does Director An Ran also have busy times? Now let's be frank. I am actually born with myopia and can become blind at critical moments." Sister Tang said seriously that she was born with a disability, which was obviously made up on the spot.

"I don't know if you are nearsighted or not, but you can still act so calm at a time like this, it's like you've rehearsed this many times."

"Before you came, I was thinking, Director, you don't look like you want to kill someone." Sister Tang lowered her voice.

When An Ran wears a khaki trench coat, it means he is taking his role as an executive seriously.

"Sister Tang, you are indeed mentally ill. You have severe paranoid delusions. This is Mr. Klein's conclusion."

An Ran said lightly:

"I will personally deliver this report to the director. This symptom will seriously affect your life. As my best team leader, I cannot safely hand you over to others. The best doctors and nannies will serve you until your condition improves."

"I will really become a madman then." Sister Tang said softly.

"You shouldn't have followed."

"Actually, I've noticed this secret before." Sister Tang and An Ran looked at each other and came to the conclusion.

“No one would have thought that the director of the Countermeasures Bureau would be Naya, right?”

"What Naya?" An Ran was a little surprised, his eyes full of curiosity and confusion.

Could it be that she was wrong?

Sister Tang was stunned. The performance of the man in front of her was unexpected. Unless he was an ultimate actor, she was wrong.

An Ran seemed surprised by this answer and looked at the woman thoughtfully.

"Do I look a lot like that alien? Sister Tang, I really wonder if you are a little bit crazy now."

Sister Tang seemed a little confused.

"you are not?"

"If I were an alien, it would mean that the entire An family is not clean." An Ran sarcastically said, "Then I would have killed you a long time ago. I only tried to brainwash you because the secrets you knew were not enough to kill you. I still care about you as the team leader."

"So what's with that bug I saw?"

"The secret of the An family, we raise such a monster." An Ran lied as if he were drinking water.

Making up a lie cannot appear urgent, and cannot give people the feeling that I want you to know, so he continued to add.

"You're all brainwashed now, and it doesn't matter how much you know, right?"

Chapter 84 Misunderstanding

An Ran clapped her hands, the cellar door opened, and housekeeper Ling appeared again. This time she was alone, holding a sharp dagger in her hand.

When Sister Tang saw the woman walking straight towards her with a weapon, she couldn't help but think that her life was over. It turned out that the An family was a mafia.

He swung the knife quickly, accurately and ruthlessly, and Sister Tang closed her eyes and shuddered.

There was no expected pain.

After opening her eyes, Ling put away the knife and took two steps back. The rope on Sister Tang had been cut.

"If you can still stand up, come with me." An Ran walked to the door and looked at her.

Sister Tang stood up in confusion. She didn't understand what the man wanted to do, but she followed him out anyway.

Behind the door was a tiled corridor with two lights on and the sound of shooting coming from all around, which seemed to be some kind of gun movement.

"This is the White Bird Shooting Club, which gathers a group of gun enthusiasts. We are in an underground location now." An Ran introduced.

"Where do you want to take me?" Sister Tang asked him, deliberately slowing down her pace to think about a chance to escape.

Ling, who was following behind her, pushed her forward and she almost bumped into the door. Sister Tang turned around and saw that the woman looked a little displeased.

"Are you waiting so slowly for your meal?" Her eyes hid a sharp knife.

"You don't give me anything to eat..." Sister Tang's stomach growled.

"Ring?" An Ran frowned. He remembered that he had instructed the butler.

"Sorry, this is my fault." Ling said apologetically, "She said you were a monster at the time, and I thought she was having a mental breakdown."

An Ran didn't say anything else. He actually had no reason to scold the butler. After all, it was just a lie from the beginning to the end.

Ling caught a glimpse of the restlessness in her young master's eyes and knew that he was worried.

She took the lead and opened the door. Behind the door was not an exit leading up, but another magnificent space.

Sister Tang was stunned, and An Ran was also stunned.

In front of him was a huge laboratory, equipped with sophisticated instruments and lighting. In the center hung a huge water tank with a worm soaked in it. On the high platform on the second floor stood a group of researchers in white coats, discussing the report in their hands.

According to what An Ran said before, this must be the secret of the An family, a laboratory. Sister Tang felt confused.

She wanted to say something when she saw a middle-aged man walking towards An Ran, with greasy hair and a yellowed white coat.

"It's an honor to have you here, Master An Ran. Are you here to inspect our work this time? Oh, if you hadn't informed me earlier, I wouldn't have been prepared." The man smiled as brightly as if he was welcoming a leader, and he held An Ran's hand, shaking it excitedly.

The man's hands had a strange smell, as if they had not been washed for a long time, which was consistent with his identity as a scientific researcher who worked underground all year round.

"Oh...oh oh." An Ran answered a little stiffly.

He didn't know what was going on. The so-called secrets and experiments of the An family were all made up, but they became the reality before his eyes.

He raised his head and took a deep look at the worms in the water tank, then suddenly realized.

There was an inexplicable sense of incongruity in the surrounding scene, most importantly, there was no sound of mechanical operation, and no phagocytes were detected on the worms.

Sister Tang looked up and stared at the worm for a long time. She was obviously frightened.

An Ran broke free from the man's handshake, pulled the bell aside, and asked in a low voice:

"Where did you find this person? And I remember this was an underground dance hall before I came here, why is it full of technological style?"

"You said that we had to temporarily fake a lab and some bugs to deal with this woman. They all came from the secret service academy invested by the family. The man is a teacher, and the young men are all students who happened to be on a mission. But don't worry, they are good at acting."

Ling answered honestly, she couldn't break her habit of looking demure when she spoke.

"So you found a group of agents who happened to be on a mission to act as actors. I have to say they acted very similarly." An Ran covered half of his face.

"This environment is too good to be true. I just wanted to deal with it. It would be hard to explain if people knew about this."

"Don't worry about that." Ling acted confidently, "You have to have confidence in your family. This fake laboratory is less than one percent of the real one. It won't make people laugh."

An Ran was stunned. Ling seemed to have misunderstood his meaning and thought that he would be troubled by outsiders questioning the family's strength.

But does the family have a laboratory?

He thought it was possible, but he didn't admit that Ling, as the housekeeper, knew more about the family than he did.

The box containing the two bottles of the ancient god's blood is still vivid in my mind.

However, if the family is also involved, it will be a good thing for An Ran.

This means that he will have greater control. As the only male heir of the An family, he is second only to his sister An Xin.

The man claimed to be the head of the laboratory. He had a long academic discussion with Sister Tang, introducing various instruments.

Sister Tang was moved by the man's frankness and the facts before her. She no longer said that An Ran was a monster. The facts told her that it was just a misunderstanding.

She wanted to say something but couldn't. The smile on the laboratory director's face was real, and so was the tiredness from hiding underground for years conducting research.