Succubus Chen Sir is reborn in Terra. Can he see the favorability?

"I'm breaking the rules now. If you cause any trouble, I'll be implicated too."

"You're right. It was my negligence, Officer Shi Huaiya. Let me grab your phone."

Chen Huijie nodded when he heard that, and then Shi Huaiya's eyes blurred, and her cell phone fell into Chen Huijie's hands. Shi Huaiya immediately realized that this man was going to cause trouble next, so she hurriedly wanted to snatch the phone back. It was not that she didn't want Chen Huijie to do anything wrong, but that she wanted him to take her with him when he did something wrong.

But unfortunately, Chen Huijie was taller than Shi Huaiya, and he held the phone high up and was spinning around to hide. Even if Shi Huaiya jumped up to chase him, she couldn't touch the phone. Shi Huaiya was so angry that she showed her little fangs and bit Chen Huijie's shoulder.

"Ouch, I can't let you bite me now."

Chen Huijie quickly dodged the tiger kiss and said with a smile:

"You think you're not using enough strength, but I'm not sure I can hold on. Wait, wait until I pick up the horizontal training skills, then you can take a bite. This bite, I owe you first. Okay, I, the prisoner, have a change of heart and return the stolen goods. Officer Shi Huaiya, see you later."

After saying that, Chen Huijie threw the phone to Shi Huaiya. When Shi Huaiya reached out to take it, the man disappeared from her sight. Shi Huaiya quickly opened her phone and wanted to take a look at what Chen Huijie had checked, but it was obvious that this person had been deleted from the query records. If she had to check, she could only go to the headquarters of the Guard Bureau to find out.

“This person…”

Shi Huaiya twitched her tail in annoyance and headed towards the Guards' headquarters. Meanwhile, Chen Huijie, with his extraordinary martial arts skills, had already reached the lower city of Longmen. However, at this moment, a dark shadow blocked his path...

048 There's no need to reason with you

The man blocking the road was dressed in a typical knight's outfit, with a wide cloak and a straw hat to cover his face and hide his weapon. He looked mysterious and reserved. He stood in the shadow of the roof, as if blending into it, and all his aura had dissipated. In this environment, even if someone walked past him, they might not be able to detect his presence.

This is the method of the Black Shroud Shadow Guard. As the former Royal Guard of Dayan and now the close attendant of Governor Wei, although he has grown older and his strength has declined, his rich experience still allows him to play an amazing role.

And now, it was this black-capped shadow guard who blocked Chen Huijie's way. Chen Huijie could feel a sharp gaze falling on him, sizing him up carefully. Then, the black-capped shadow guard said softly:

"What do you want to do?"

"Since you are here, you should know why I am here."

Chen Huijie looked at the residential area below. Everything seemed peaceful, but he knew very well that there was still a hidden danger that had not been dealt with. In the previous case, the enemy's entire deployment in the lower city of Longmen was based on a base for manufacturing fake drugs, a base for rioters, a base for spreading mineral disease, and this base for spreading rumors.

Chen Huijie had already taken down the first three strongholds, either by using other people's hands or by going out personally. This stronghold that spread rumors was left to the Rat King. As long as the Rat King followed the clues he left behind and raided this place that night to get the things in this stronghold, not to mention taking down those illegal gangs, someone in the urban area of Longmen would be hanged.

But now, this stronghold is still in operation, so there is no need to say more. It is naturally Governor Wei who suppressed the Rat King's actions. According to Chen Huijie's understanding of Governor Wei, I am afraid that there is a so-called "big picture" being planned.

"Hmph, since you understand, then leave on your own."

The black-capped shadow guard drove Chen Huijie away in a cold voice. To be honest, the black-capped shadow guard had complicated feelings towards this young man.

It was this black-capped shadow guard who took Chen Huijie's confession. At that time, he was full of disgust for this guy who was talking such crazy words in order to get close to Duke Wei. It was only because Duke Wei was magnanimous that he did not bother with this young man.

But later, the performance of this young man made the black-capped shadow guard look at him with admiration. Both his skills and character were excellent. He began to think that his crazy words were probably meant to attract the attention of Duke Wei so that his performance could be noticed by Duke Wei.

Therefore, in the heart of this black-capped shadow guard, Chen Huijie changed from an ungrateful bastard to a calculating brat. Of course, even so, this black-capped shadow guard still disliked him. This kind of calculating guy was only interested in profit and power. In order to get into the eyes of big shots, he could even abandon his family background. This kind of person was not even qualified to be a pawn of Duke Wei.

Therefore, the black-capped shadow guard just waved his hand coldly, not wanting to touch Chen Huijie, as he looked down on him.

But the black-capped shadow guard didn't think Chen Huijie would just leave like that, because he believed the brat hadn't achieved his goal yet. Hadn't he come here just to show off in front of Duke Wei? The black-capped shadow guard could already guess what the brat was going to say next. It was nothing more than a long, nagging list of pros and cons, which he would then relay to Duke Wei himself. It was so disgusting, he wanted to chop him down.

"...Forget it, there's no need to reason with you."

Ok? !

The black-capped shadow guard wondered if he had heard something wrong, and looked at Chen Huijie in front of him in confusion. The young man frowned, looking at the situation below, his fingers trembling slightly, as if he was thinking about something. Then the black-capped shadow guard saw the kid, without even turning his head, holding the half portion of scale fish balls, using excellent lightness skills, and disappeared from his sight like a flash of lightning.

Wait, he...really just left like that?

The black-capped shadow guard was unable to get around immediately. He vaguely felt that his impression of this young man seemed to be wrong again, but it didn't matter. Since Duke Wei guessed the whereabouts of this kid here, it meant that everything was still under Duke Wei's control. In this case, there was nothing to worry about. He could just go back and report.

Thinking of this, the black-capped shadow guard also disappeared from the rooftop. In the afterglow of the setting sun, a dark shadow was slowly enveloping the residential area below.

"Lisa, wash your hands and eat."

On the other side, in an ordinary house in the slums, the killer's mother was serving steaming hot meals to her lovely daughter, but when she looked up, she saw a familiar figure sitting at the dining table.

"The window was open, so I just walked in."

Chen Huijie ate the fish balls he hadn't finished yet, and mumbled:

"Enough of the nonsense. I remember that assassins in Syracuse also worked as spies. Do you have a spy camera? Lend it to me."

“How could I possibly…?”

"Big brother, here is the camera."

Looking at the small camera placed on the table, Chen Huijie and the killer's mother fell into silence at the same time. They looked at the little nine-tailed fox who was standing with his hands behind his back, tilting his head, smiling and waiting to be praised, and then looked at each other in silence.

At this moment, Lisa, who was smiling, noticed the change in the atmosphere in the room. Her expression gradually withered, and she lowered her head uneasily, rubbing the corner of her clothes with her small hands, and whispered:

"I'm sorry, Lisa seems to have done something wrong..."

"Ahem, well, why don't you back up the contents first."

Chen Huijie didn't expect that Lisa really didn't treat him as an outsider, but this did save him a lot of effort, so he reached out and rubbed Lisa's head as a comfort, and looked at the killer's mother and asked.

"This is new. I haven't used it yet. Feel free to take it if you want."

Originally, the killer's mother wanted to take the opportunity to raise the price, but she didn't expect her daughter to start to "turn her arms outward". That was the only way. Then she saw the man say "OK" and then float out of the window again.

People in Longmen don’t like to go through doors, do they prefer to go through windows?

The killer's mother muttered these words in her heart in a strange way, and at this moment, she felt someone pulling her clothes. That person was naturally her good daughter.

"I'm sorry, Mom. Lisa didn't mean to do that..."

The little nine-tailed fox lowered her head, realizing that she had done something wrong, and said softly with a hint of tears in her voice:

"Lisa didn't know what happened to her just now. As soon as she heard that the older brother needed help, she subconsciously wanted to help him. Mom, is Lisa too willful..."

049 Sad Amiya

"Lisa, what's wrong with you?"

The thoughtful mother noticed that her daughter was not in a good mood, so she quickly picked her up, patted her back gently and said:

"It's okay, it's okay. It's just the camera. Even if Lisa doesn't take it out, Mom will give it to the big brother. So Lisa did nothing wrong."

"no."

???

After hearing Lisa's answer, the mother had a series of question marks in her head. She didn't understand why her daughter was crying since she was not crying because of guilt or self-blame for this matter. It couldn't be because the boy left, right?

In the face of her mother's questions, Lisa just remained silent and continued to cry in her mother's arms, because she couldn't explain what she was feeling in her heart. She just felt inexplicably sad when she saw the figure of the older brother. It was like he used to be a tall and strong figure who could shelter people from wind and rain, but now he was so thin, which made people feel sad and painful.

But such vague emotions obviously cannot be expressed in words, so I can only throw myself into my mother's arms and vent these complex emotions with tears.

Although the killer from Syracuse didn't understand what was going on, as a mother, she didn't need to say much. She just needed to open her arms and accept everything about her child.

But then again, this situation probably happened because of Lisa's special bloodline.

The killer's mother sighed inwardly with a headache. How should she put it? She and her husband had never expected that their child would have such noble and magical blood, so they were not prepared for this. But she must be the only one in the world who had such a happy trouble.

However, while the killer's mother was smiling, another woman who had a similar experience could not smile at all.

On Rhodes Island, Kal'tsit looked at the document in her hand and pressed her temples with a headache. In her hand was the medical examination report of Rhodes Island's CEO, Amiya.

This time, the physical examination process for Amiya was extremely detailed. It can be said that even during the Tower of Babel period, Kal'tsit had not mobilized so many people and means to conduct such a comprehensive physical examination on someone.

But all the data in this medical report is still normal, at least compared to Amiya's previous condition, it is all within the normal range. So why did Amiya's emotions suddenly get out of control? It doesn't seem like hallucinations caused by the worsening of the mineralopathy...

Kal'tsit leaned back in the chair with a grim face, staring at the desk lamp, hugging her arms and tapping her fingers sporadically. Just the night before yesterday, Amiya, who was talking to Warfarin, suddenly fainted. Warfarin was so frightened that she rushed into the medical room carrying Amiya.

Afterwards, not long after, Amiya woke up, and then something strange happened. Amiya began to cry sadly, the kind of crying that was very scary. Her face was still smiling, and she was still communicating with people naturally, but her tears couldn't stop dripping down.

At first, everyone thought that Amiya was still immersed in the death of the prince and couldn't extricate herself. It was like after the funeral, when you revisit the old place one day, or see something familiar, the sadness that you thought had subsided will suddenly surge out from all directions, enveloping you, making you realize once again that the person you love has left you forever.

but.....

Gradually...

Kal'tsit discovered that things were not as everyone imagined. Amiya was indeed an emotional child, but she was also a sensible and strong child. She understood that His Highness's will was being passed on to her, and fulfilling His Highness's long-cherished wish was the best way to commemorate the deceased.

However, the object of Amiya's grief did not seem to be His Highness, which puzzled Kal'tsit. She pulled Amiya into an absolutely isolated room and asked what had happened. But Amiya could not explain it clearly. She just suddenly saw a vague picture, and saw a blurry figure standing in front of her, teaching her very patiently.

However....

Looking at the blurry figure, Amiya realized one thing very clearly—

He is dead and he will never come to talk to me again.

Amiya didn't understand why such a thought came to her mind, but the mere thought of it made her cover her heart with the uncontrollable sadness, as if a crack had appeared in the sky and the sun's rays could no longer warm her.

But such a complex and vague mood, like a little nine-tailed fox, Amiya was unable to organize it into systematic language to describe Kal'tsit, because just thinking about it made her heartbroken.

So, in that isolated room, Kal'tsit used medicine to put the sad Amiya into a deep sleep, and then activated Rhodes Island's highest emergency plan and conducted a comprehensive consultation for Amiya.

But there is no result, what is going on...

"Didi, didi, didi..."

At this moment, Kal'tsit's communicator rang. She answered it expressionlessly and said softly:

"Are Ace and Krosier back?"

"Correct."

The voice on the other end of the communicator was quite cold, like a heartless machine.

"Have Ace return to defense, have Klosier check Rhodes Island's backup systems, and leave the two reserve operators in Dubin's care."

Kal'tsit calmly distributed tasks. Rhodes Island was really short of manpower when it was first established, and because of Rhodes Island's predecessor, it was not suitable for them to stay in one place for a long time. After a little preparation, it was time to move.

"....You'd better come to the medical department for a checkup."

However, the person on the other end of the communicator whispered in a rather complicated tone:

"Lucille's situation is a bit... no, there's a serious problem. She's blood-intoxicated."

"Klosher is a vampire, and blood drunkenness isn't quite right...what?"

Kal'tsit was still pondering Rhodes Island's next move, her train of thought unable to wrap its head around it. So, she was halfway through her sentence when she suddenly realized the problem. Lucille was blood-drunk?! Were you sure she wasn't drunk on engine oil?!

It was such an eventful time.

After whispering this in her heart, Kal'tsit headed straight for the Rhode Island medical room. However, after taking two steps, Kal'tsit suddenly realized something. Her face suddenly changed, and she hurried over without caring about her image...

050 *Sarkaz swear* I can actually understand it?!

"What the hell?! Kruciel!? Blood drunk?!?"

At this moment in the medical department, Huafalin looked at ACE in disbelief, then looked at Krosier who was still lying on the hospital bed, waving her little fists and acting crazy while drunk, and scratched her pale long hair in a daze.

Among the often demonized Sarkaz, the Blood Demon is the most notorious. According to rumors, the Blood Demon walks through the night, feeds on the blood of others, kills people indiscriminately, and commits all kinds of evil... and so on. In response to these rumors, Huafalin also admitted that most of her fellow tribesmen are like this.

Of course, everyone in Rhodes Island knew that Warfarin was not that kind of blood demon. Although her special preference for blood could be discovered, she also showed great patience and would never scare her patients because of it. As she said, she could distinguish between food and patients.

Moreover, Huafalin is quite proud of her extraordinary self-control. Not to mention those young blood demons who are doing whatever they want outside and don't know how to restrain themselves, even the old guys in the clan are definitely not as stamina as her in this regard.

But there is an exception among the blood demons, and that is Kulusier. She does not need to resist the temptation of blood, because for this blood demon, the smell of engine oil is more addictive than blood. Sometimes, Huafalin wants to tie this fellow of hers to the operating table and study her carefully to see if there is something like engine oil mixed in her blood.

However, Warfarin would naturally not really do something like tying Korsil to the operating table. After all, it is quite troublesome to deal with Korsil's automatic defense drone. But Warfarin has also conducted other tests. During the Tower of Babel period, there was a commander of unknown origin here. The blood of that commander could easily break through Warfarin's control over blood.

However, that man's blood also had a certain attraction to Klushil, and then it disappeared. Huafalin remembered Klushil's expression at that time, so indifferent, as if she had drawn a clear line between herself and the "Blood Demon". Although afterwards, Huafalin thought that it might be because Klushil was surrounded by the smell of engine oil at that time, so she could be so calm.

but...

Now....

ACE, tell me, this Kor'thir, despite the smell of motor oil, had the urge to suck blood from a minor?! And he got blood drunk after just two sips?! And those two sips were from *blood demon expletive* his fingers?! Just that little bit of blood? You're telling me about blood drunkenness!? Don't make the blood demon's blood drunkenness sound so cheap!

Am I crazy, or is it Kol's blood-sucking impulse that's crazy? As expected, I should discuss with the old guys in the tribe and kick Kol'sil out of the Blood Demon Clan and let her set up her own tribe in Kazdel, called the Oil Clan.

"ACE, what's going on?"

At this time, Kal'tsit came to the medical department and saw Kal'tsit's current appearance at a glance. Her heart sank suddenly. As a being with a long lifespan, she knew too many unknown secrets of this land. It seemed that there was only one kind of creature that could make the Blood Demon have such a reaction, and the reappearance of that kind of creature was not necessarily a good thing for this land.

ACE immediately repeated the situation again, and after listening to it, Kal'tsit couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief. Even if it was the blood of that kind of creature, it would be unlikely that the Blood Demon would fall into such a continuous and deep blood intoxication with just two small sips of blood from his fingertips, not to mention that the Blood Demon who fell into this kind of blood intoxication was the heretic Kal'tsit.

Could it be that some terrible biochemical experiment subject has appeared again?