I am the former civilized hero.

Ryan stood in front of the billboard in the East District Square, looking at the four wanted posters with black text on a yellow background. One of them was a screenshot from a video. The girl had white hair, red eyes, and a sweet look. Fortunately, the gender was specifically marked as male, which made Ryan nod with satisfaction.

Qianjie is a portrait. You can tell that the painter has great skills. The resemblance is 90% or even 80%. One can even tell from the painting that the person looks irritable and difficult to mess with.

Padofelice's photo was her ID photo, and no one knew when it was taken. But Aponya's was weird. Her profile picture was just a question mark, with only her identity as the director of the sanatorium mentioned below.

Ryan thought about it, reached out and took down the photo of Padua, and heard the onlookers laughing.

"Brother, you have good taste. You picked the easiest target right away."

Ryan turned his head and saw several dirty bounty hunters wearing cowboy hats, gun belts, and optical simulators. He was now a vicious bald man.

This is also his real identity. He was the gangster whom he killed on his way to Huanghun Street.

"What do you guys have to say?" Ryan sensibly handed over a few Euros.

The leading bounty hunter took it and nodded with satisfaction: "Forget about the 30 million for those two. I have special information. Since I see that you are interested, I will tell you at a low price. The West District was destroyed by these two monsters. Just think about it, such a large area was destroyed. How can ordinary people like us resist it?"

"It's a tragedy to earn money but not spend it, but why can't we touch Aponiya?"

"This woman is very strange. She is clearly the owner of the sanatorium, but the various gangs can't find the patients there even after digging deep underground."

"Hey, it's more than just weird. Brother, you don't know, several Honkai patients were taken in for questioning. No matter how they were tortured, they said they had never been to the sanatorium. It seems that it's not fake."

"Yes, there are hundreds of people in the nursing home, but now we can't find any of them."

It was indeed weird, but it was too easy for Abonya to do it. She just had to tell the patients to forget the time they had spent in the sanatorium. Even if they identified each other face to face, they would not recognize Abonya.

Ryan knew how powerful the nun was. Even asking the spiritual fusion warrior to take action was useless. This was not a hint at all.

"I heard that the town is gathering people for evacuation. Aren't we going to take shelter there?" Ryan asked again, causing laughter.

"How can the Fire Moth be so kind? Besides, even if we want to leave Dusk Street, we have to take a lot of money with us to enjoy life. If there is a way, who wants to be a pariah in a protected area where they are restricted by their hands and feet!"

"Yes, yes. I don't care about obtaining residency by providing clues."

"I'm used to freedom and can't stand being bullied. Hey, where are the people?"

Ryan had quietly walked into the alley next to the square. The question he asked just now was his only remaining kindness, but the bounty hunters were right. The Fire Moth didn't care about the life and death of Dusk Street at all.

This is just the earliest human experiment site, and the results are quite good. It is estimated that the success rate of fusion warrior surgeries is higher than outside.

“But this has nothing to do with me.”

Ryan turned sideways and saw a fierce man with tattoos all over his face running past him. He looked at him and lowered his head slightly. When the other party slowed down, he sent a mental hint, and the group of people continued on their way.

The search was thorough, but in vain, for even I did not know where Aponya had gone, and if Paddo had behaved herself you would not have been able to find her.

He didn't know whether Padu had obeyed him or not, but he knew that he shouldn't go to her at this time.

So just keep waiting?

Ryan kicked open the lock of the door next to him and walked into the dark bar. The owner chose to be taken in and there was no one inside.

He walked to the bar, poured himself a glass of whiskey, took out a few ice cubes from the refrigerator and threw them in, then took a sip.

"The Herrscher will arrive tonight at the latest. The information we got from the Fire Moth is already detailed enough."

The wine tasted slightly cool, and his fingertips tapped rhythm unconsciously. He was playing a game of blind chess, just like them, all his thoughts were guesses.

But Ryan has an advantage, that is, he knows the nature of the Herrscher better than anyone else.

"They can be very careful and very timid, but they have no concept of life, and they themselves are just consumables of the mission."

If given the chance, the Herrs would not hesitate because of fear of death, and their mission now is very clear.

Killing me is equivalent to destroying civilization. When their own strength is insufficient, they will wisely borrow the power of humans, and this time is the best opportunity.

Whether it was figuring out the reason for the Pseudo-Lawberer's rebellion or beating Adam half to death and handing him over to the Fire Moth, the subsequent plans had already been arranged, and there was no need for ironclad evidence.

As long as 'Adam' is caught, his confession can be fabricated at random. Then I will become the target of public criticism, and they can join forces with the Fire Moths to kill me. Without me, there will be no hope for this civilization.

Ryan swung his wine glass and arranged things clearly from the perspective of a herr.

"But before that, I have to use my mouth to attack."

After a moment's hesitation, he put down his glass and stopped tapping his fingers.

He took out his cell phone and dialed the number. After a brief busy tone, there was no further words from the other end, but he changed his tone to a relaxed one.

"Mei, I have decided to carry out the final step. This time, you have to bet on your own will."

There was no answer for a long time, and then a sigh was heard after a long time.

"Ryan, I hate gambling."

"Our struggle is a gamble in itself. Facing the various means of targeting by Honkai, there is no chance of winning if we follow the rules. And do you know why I want to expand the operation and start gambling?" Ryan's tone was still flat, as if he was talking about other people's affairs.

He took the half-empty cigarette box on the table, lit it and took a light puff. Looking at the endless white smoke, he asked himself and answered himself: "When I killed the Takeuchi brothers, according to the testimony, their number was increasing. You should know what this proves?"

"They have an unparalleled temptation in their hands, which makes those bigwigs change their positions one by one." Mei replied coldly. She also saw it very clearly.

"That's right. After all, they are not the same kind of people as us. They are not pursuing the same things, so I choose to give up this detective game."

"Discard? Then what?"

"Use the most brutal means to completely transform the Fire Moth. No more waiting. The sooner the better."

Full of murderous intent, it sounds cool, but Mei is unmoved. As an absolutely rational person, she doesn't care about Ryan's emotions.

"Logistically, it's not possible, or the losses are too great, and now is not the best time."

"Of course, the power has not gathered at all, so they are so confident, but I am sure."

"How sure are you?"

"At least 80%."

......

Mei felt like she was listening to a joke, this was something that was impossible to do, because after spending so much time and energy, she couldn't even determine the identity of the 'Faith Faction' councilors, let alone cut them out from the Fire Moths.

If you take action by force, it will be a challenge to the entire organization. The civil war will exhaust all hope and you may not even survive.

Sarcasm appeared on the corner of the girl's mouth. She wanted to imitate Mebius' tone and mock the man's arrogance, but when the words came to her lips, she couldn't say them.

Ryan is the hero she chose, the last hope of mankind. Even if civilization is destroyed, she will entrust the most important plan to him to execute.

"How about it? Do you dare to gamble with me? Bet your life and property."

The man's death-like voice sounded again. Mei bit the corner of her mouth, leaving clear teeth marks.

"What do you want me to do, blast the fire-chasing moth from the inside?"

"I've told you before, I also want to minimize the losses. Besides, you're just like Mebius. Why do you think I'm a brainless reckless man?" Ryan frowned in dissatisfaction and didn't bother to beat around the bush.

"I want you to find a way to gather the vast majority of the councillors. They can hide their identities, but they must be present in person."

"And then? Kill them all and replace them with your own people?"

"It's impossible, but as a physicist, I'm always reasonable, but it's not me who's being reasonable."

"Then who will come?" Mei was even more confused. Did she have to use psychic fusion warriors? But the parliament could also release the control.

Ryan stroked his wine glass and saw a woman in black nun's uniform walk into the bar door and look at him with gentle eyes.

He patted the table lightly, pointed at the woman, and said with a smile:

"she."

Chapter 240: After the Yellow Bird, What's Next?

Ryan hung up the phone, and May didn't give any clear answer, but he knew that this calculating woman would make the right choice.

As the attacking party, Honkai has full initiative. Ryan has no better way except taking risky moves and tit-for-tat. This is the helplessness of being a passive defender.

If we wait any longer, the infiltration will only get deeper and deeper. When a certain critical point is reached, the world's orbit will return to the direction of the Thirteen Heroes.

"Besides, I haven't even gathered all the Thirteen Heroes yet."

Ryan supported his head with a smile and looked at the nun in front of him. Abonya had been very quiet the whole time, and just smiled slightly when she saw the gaze.

"Did you finish the call?"

"I've made all the follow-up preparations. So how did you find me?" Ryan raised his glass and saluted from a distance. Suddenly, he realized, "Pado, you really didn't listen and ran away secretly."

As soon as she finished speaking, a little head popped out of the door. It was the frightened Paduafilis.

"Hey, I just felt that the secret cat nest couldn't be hidden, so I just ran out."

Most people really can’t hide from a second search, but who are you? Your luck is unreasonable.

Ryan glanced at her and pointed out decisively: "You can't let go of those treasures, right? Have you hidden them all?"

"Hehe, they've dug a hole and buried it." Padu answered subconsciously, and quickly covered her mouth with both hands. When she saw Ryan's eyes, she looked away, drawing circles on the ground with her feet and whistling in an unskilled manner.

"Please don't blame Paddo. She met me, and without her, I wouldn't have found you."

"How did she know I was here?"

"I was just walking around and saw this bar. I wanted to take a break and I happened to run into you."

Ah, this is not scientific.

Ryan's eyes became strange. He looked at the two of them carefully and sighed after a long time.

This is a true metaphysical duo. It is clear that all forces in Dusk Street are trying to find them, but they choose to play tricks under the lamp.

"No need to explain. I can't learn your luck, but Pado..." Ryan slapped the wanted poster on the table and whispered, "Yours is the clearest photo, so it's best to keep a low profile."

Padufils quickly jumped over, picked up the wanted poster, looked at it with satisfaction, then smoothed out the wrinkles and carefully put it into her bag.

"What are you doing?"

"This is our first photo. I didn't expect it to be so good. Of course I have to keep it well."

It sounded a little sad, and Ryan immediately stopped blaming her. He turned his gaze to Abonya and made a gesture of invitation.

The latter sat on the round stool next to him, still with that gentle look, and said with a smile: "Do you want to ask me what I think of the current situation?"

"Yeah, I have this idea."

"I can't see anything, but I'm more curious about your thoughts, just like a bystander."

"You knew I was coming back to see you?"

"do not know."