I am the former civilized hero.

"What's the reason?"

Coleman did not tell anyone about Ryan's ambiguous attitude when he left. He just shook his head and said, "There is no reason. This is based on the intelligence officer's intuition. Moreover, Dr. Ryan did not leave any evidence. Intuition cannot convict."

What a hunch that can't convict.

Calis smiled bitterly and shook his head, saying sadly, "Yes, for a person like him, if you want to bring him to trial, you must have irrefutable evidence. Even if the Peninsula branch just complained to me, there is nothing I can do to him."

He shook the report in his hand. How could he question Ryan based on the lightning alone? Otherwise, with so many people dying from lightning strikes all over the world, wouldn't he become a murderer?

Even colluding with the rebels is useless. The blame can be shifted perfectly with a sentence like "No one told me that she was a rebel". Now the Peninsula branch can only observe from afar.

Coleman looked back and forth, and somehow he suddenly felt refreshed.

Such a high-ranking and powerful person can also be defeated.

Chapter 218 Padre Felice

"is it him?"

Coleman had left and the room returned to silence. Karius crossed his legs and finally spoke for the first time after listening to the lengthy questions.

"I don't know. He did it so perfectly that no one could find fault with him, unless... he was forcibly arrested and tortured."

"Don't make such time-wasting jokes. If he could really do that, would those congressmen still watch him break the rules like idiots?" The General Manager adjusted his sitting posture and his face darkened.

His face was slapped with a loud slap. Just because you have power, you can do whatever you want? If other high-ranking fusion warriors follow suit, what is the need for the Fire Chasing Council and him as the general leader?

Can't you just be a knife? With the mission of saving humanity, don't think about anything else, just sacrifice your flesh and blood for humanity.

"To be honest, I don't understand what this doctor wants to do." Calis sat in Coleman's seat, not at all restrained, and also crossed his legs. "He is still in the Peninsula. He just killed a slave trader, and the people of the Peninsula branch have to find a way to give him a bounty. It's ridiculous."

"So what do you think he wants to do?"

"A warning to everyone, telling everyone that the truth of the things he wants to investigate must be revealed, and the people he wants to kill must die. Even if this is done, he can stay in the Fire Moth for as long as he wants."

Karius' cheek twitched slightly, and after a long while he replied in a muffled voice: "That sounds arrogant."

"I think the pride of the strong is more appropriate. Dr. Ryan is much more normal than Miss Alicia." Calis smiled silently and spread his hands: "It's a pity that there is only one Miss Alicia. Between the overall situation and personal gain, most people will choose the latter."

"In addition, this is also a warning. No one knows how many cards he has in his hand besides the ones in the open. This is even more terrifying."

He now hoped that the black monster was Ryan. It was always better for one person to be strong than a group of people hiding in the dark.

"So we can't do anything to him?" The Commander-in-Chief also found it unbelievable, these upper-level fusion warriors are not cabbages, the parliament only produced a batch through inhumane experiments, how come there is an endless supply of them.

"There aren't many options, but I think it's always a good idea to increase your strength. At least you should be able to protect yourself."

"Then increase the investment. After his reckless behavior, the parliament will definitely increase the budget. Tell Dr. Damian to go all out. I just want results."

This meant a more horrific death, but Calis did not object. At least in the interests of the Fire Moth's top leaders, they also needed to increase the cards in their hands.

Whether it is against the Herrscher or against Ryan, no one is willing to be swept into the dustbin of history.

"Understood. I will lift the restrictions on him right away." Calis nodded slightly and added, "Besides, it is very problematic for him to stay on the peninsula. With his intelligence, why would he spend so much time searching for vague answers?"

"So you think he's hiding his true intentions?"

"Obviously, whether this advantage will work depends on your determination."

The lounge fell into deathly silence. Various expressions alternately appeared on the general manager's face, making him look entangled and struggling. After a long time, his expression finally calmed down.

"Go ahead and do it. Remember to be discreet."

Kalis finally smiled, slowly stood up and bowed gracefully.

"As you wish."

......

“Is this Twilight Street?”

Ryan landed on a small hill and looked up at a town sandwiched between the mountains and the seashore. He found that it covered a large area and filled several valleys.

It was dusk at the moment, and the golden sunlight sprinkled down, shining on the buildings, giving them a sense of elegance and tranquility. However, the buildings here were unplanned, and most of them were shanties and small buildings, which looked a bit messy.

Dusk Street, or Vice City is a more appropriate name. Due to its geographical environment, it was known for its lawlessness before the emergence of the Herrscher.

Evildoers from all over the world gather here. They carry out various businesses in this lawless place. It is a transit point for human trafficking in Eastern Europe and an important node for exporting flour to Western Europe.

After the third collapse, business reached a climax, but now the human territory is getting smaller and smaller, and it is slowly starting to decline again.

"It is indeed a place of outstanding people and beautiful scenery. It is a more powerful version of Snow Prison Town. I seem to see the trajectory of the electromagnetic cannon shooting."

Ryan didn't like this kind of chaotic place very much, and the people here were too hospitable. He watched from the top of the hill for a while, and more than a dozen villains were lying beside him.

Everyone's neck was broken. Ryan had no habit of showing mercy. If he did, it only meant that the other party was very useful.

"The Fire Moth must be monitoring, let's see if this is within the normal range." Ryan touched his chin. The boundary between normal and abnormal is also easy to judge, that is, whether there is a higher-level fusion warrior.

"First, find out if they have contacted the Herrscher. Without the authority of wind, it is impossible for me to cross half the world in such a short time. Second, find the remaining three heroes and complete the puzzle."

Ryan's goal is clear and he has made sufficient preparations for it.

In the middle of a pile of corpses, he took out a silver-white suitcase, which Ying brought from Mu Continent, and the things inside were very simple.

Another set of mirage system and optical easy container.

Ryan didn't waste any time and put the hood on his head. He injected Honkai to make the built-in chip start working, and then he saw a holographic panel.

"Start capturing data. Please keep thinking about the appearance you want to change. Hiss, it's capturing brain waves to pinch the face?" Ryan was shocked. This technology has surpassed his imagination. No wonder he is called a magician.

Science has indeed brought convenience, which saves Ryan a lot of trouble. As for who to pinch, he already has an idea.

The black hair was stretched to the shoulders and became slightly curly, the pupils turned red, the angular facial lines became softened, the masculinity was replaced with a bit of femininity, and the figure became thinner.

He picked up the broken glass on the ground, looked at his simulated appearance, and nodded with satisfaction.

"Yes, they are somewhat similar."

This is the adult version of 'Adam'. Compared with his little loli appearance, he has a more neutral charm. His clothes have not changed much, with a white turtleneck sweater and gray jeans, and it is still difficult to tell whether he is a man or a woman.

'Of course this is not women's clothing, because Adam is a man.'

Ryan didn't have any bad taste, he just felt that in this way, he could instantly identify the enemy's identity from the astonishment. After all, only a very few people had seen this look, which was more likely to arouse interest.

Just imagine, a pseudo-herrscher who was supposed to be dead suddenly came back to life and came to Dusk Street. Any normal person would try it out.

"I am the only one who knows about the death of the Pseudo-Hersherman, and he doesn't have a Herrscher core, so he can't even tell who the real Herrscher is, huh? Why do I feel like I'm in the same state as a Pseudo-Hersherman?"

Ryan was startled, noticing a blind spot, but soon felt that something was fundamentally different.

Fortunately, my imaginary energy comes from destiny and has nothing to do with collapse.

He withdrew his attention, hesitated for a moment, and began to walk down the mountain, taking in the surrounding environment.

The road was bumpy and the cramped hut was dark, but from within the darkness one could sense evil gazes, as if one was being watched by many people.

The appearance that Ryan projected using the simulator was indeed not very lethal, even a little weak, and his clothes were quite clean. He looked like a poor Mianyang who accidentally fell into the cage of a beast.

Ryan was too lazy to act and just walked forward with his head down. He felt that there were more and more such gazes and he was urged to hurry up.

"Hurry up and get me, if you kill me like this, someone will hear about it very quickly."

He had already thought it through. He had no interest in the self-torture tactic or playing the pig to eat the tiger. Whenever these people took action, he would cut them into pieces with his shadow. Such a contrasting "girl" would definitely attract the interest of some people.

Hey.

The bumpy road was finally blocked by someone. Several strong men in vests and with pistols on their waists stood in front of them with their arms folded, like a wall, making Ryan, who was just over 1.6 meters tall, look weak and helpless.

After observing for a full twenty minutes, I found that the villains on Dusk Street were quite cautious.

Ryan gave a good evaluation and just stared at the other party indifferently: "What's the matter?"

The voice sounds unusually clear after passing through the voice changer.

"Little sister, where are you from? Where are your family? We can take you to find them." The man with the crew cut was very cautious, as if he was afraid that the other party was the lover of some important person.

This kind of top-quality stuff is rarely seen on the street.

"I came to Dusk Street alone to do some work, so I won't bother you." Ryan's tone remained unchanged.

Coming to Twilight Street alone? Is this a Hina from outside? But even if it is a Hina, it is impossible for her to tell the truth.

The men were not happy but stunned, thinking that the other party was weird. They were about to exchange a few words in a low voice, but they saw the little girl actually walked over and passed by them.

"Hey, did I let you go?"

The man turned around to grab it, but he didn't see that the black shadow under his feet moved as if it had life, forming a thin and sharp black knife.

First cut off their hands, then cut them in half, and finish them off within a second.

Ryan had already planned the fate of several people, but at this moment, the upright blade suddenly stopped, because a man jumped down from the roof next to him and landed right in the middle of the two sides.

She has brown hair and a petite figure. Perhaps unintentionally, her green-blue eyes looked a little surprised. She looked around and blinked continuously.

Uh... I think I accidentally ruined someone else's good thing?

Since the girl's landing position was so precise, it looked like she was acting out of justice.

The strong men took out machetes and pistols and looked at each other coldly.

"Padochillis, what do you mean?"

Chapter 219: Pardo's European and African Duality

The breeze blew up the dust. On the bumpy road, the two parties seemed to be confronting each other. Inside the shack, the peeping people had quietly hidden behind the cover.

If you want to survive in Twilight Street, you must learn to be greedy and to be restrained. When you should be greedy, you should risk your life for it, and when you should be careful, you must hide yourself honestly.

The girl named Padufils half-knelt on the ground, turned her head to look at the slender figure, then looked at the people with guns drawn, and cold sweat suddenly broke out from her back.

I seem to be disrupting someone else's business?

She knew these strong men and understood what they did. They not only trafficked in human beings but also took living organs. They also worked as intelligence brokers.

"I was just passing by. I took a deep nap and felt dizzy. When I landed, I didn't see clearly that there was someone here."

The girl cried out that she was innocent. If she had known, she would not have stayed up late to check the place out. But if she told him the truth, would he believe it?

Padua Felice moved her mouth and saw the villain open the safety of his pistol.

"Your cargo shouldn't include people, right? Are you planning to change your business?"

I don't know her at all, okay, the goods, yes, yes.