Alien Executioner

As the director of FACA, he can use the entire operating system of the Countermeasures Bureau to seek convenience for himself and search for the escaped Centipede Man, but doing so will inevitably disturb the undercover agents hiding in the Countermeasures Bureau.

Even though we know that the undercover agent has considerable access and may hold a high position in FACA.

An Ran was unable to confirm his true identity, so he thought it was unnecessary to alert the enemy too early.

As for Li Fei, the person in charge of finding out the traitor.

Just believe her for now.

Seeing that An Ran had no intention of explaining, Hilbert simply nodded, glanced at his watch, and left quickly.

Wait for a few minutes and count the numbers silently in your mind.

An Ran took out the washed photo from the foam basin, sat back on the sofa, wrapped it with a dry towel and wiped it gently.

【2047.5.20．】

Move the towel away little by little, and the first thing you see is the time watermark in the corner of the photo, indicating the time it was taken.

"A photo of No. 20?"

An Ran murmured softly, looked up to make sure that no one else was in the room, and then pulled off the towel.

This is an unidentified photo with dark colors. The content seems to be a garbage disposal plant, with countless flesh and blood intertwined, and bloody organs such as livers and intestines appearing, which is disgusting.

Near the edge of the photo is a huge garbage pipe with a barely visible centipede tail on the peeling paint.

"Centipede man?"

An Ran couldn't help but talk to himself, not quite understanding what message this photo was trying to convey.

Is someone telling me the whereabouts of the Centipede Man?

Who is doing this and why?

He leaned on the sofa and thought, then poured himself a glass of Pacaro Tessa and slowly swayed the strong red wine.

Take a sip.

"Cough cough cough, what's so choking?" An Ran patted his chest and the wine glass fell on the table.

……100 million

"Say it or not! Say it or not!"

A remote suburban factory, a dark corner.

A woman in an executive uniform angrily stomped on the man's head with a long, bright red whip in her hand.

The man's entire body was buried under the sand, with only his head sticking out, breathing with difficulty.

"Say it or not!"

The female officer in charge of the torture angrily scolded the alien man and whipped him on the head.

The man was beaten dizzy, and he seemed to want to say something, but every time he was about to spit it out, he was whipped back.

The woman took a breathless rest and stopped moving.

"Are you going to tell me or not?" The woman glared at him.

"You...just ask!" The man was able to speak in the pause, almost crying.

The woman was stunned for a moment and looked behind her.

Under a lamp, Sister Tang was lying on a sandbag playing with the Swallowing Martial Arts bracelet. She looked suspicious when she heard the man crying.

"Didn't you ask?"

"Boss, what do you want to ask?" The woman looked at her.

Sister Tang slapped her head and covered her forehead.

She smiled apologetically at the man and was about to say something when the phone rang suddenly.

"Shut up!"

After scolding the man who was still crying, Sister Tang took out her cell phone from her windbreaker and was startled when she saw the number.

"Hello, it's me. Are we going to Suzuran City now? Huh? Okay, okay."

After hanging up the phone, he jumped off the sandbag.

Chapter 173 Dark Interaction (Part )

The blurry and moist vision is of turquoise water waves, with old jazz records playing around.

Gu Zhilan slowly opened her eyes in the incubator. When she woke up, the same outdated music always played, and she couldn't help but move her lips.

He wandered in the water, skillfully removed the syringe from his body, raised his head and reached out to grab the edge of the glass.

That's a special button.

The liquid in the glass culture chamber was slowly drained away. Before it was drained away, she hummed a song. The melody of the song was sad and heavy, but she smiled lightly, with a hint of indifference in her eyes.

After the liquid in the culture chamber was emptied, she finally spit out the breathing tube in her mouth and opened the glass chamber.

This was obviously not the first time Gu Zhilan had experienced such a thing. She walked straight to the table, put on the clean and tidy clothes placed on it, and found the doctor in the wheelchair in the room.

"Are you awake?"

Dr. Ned, who was flipping through a novel, noticed the movement, looked up and saw the girl.

"I suggest you lie down in bed and rest more. The phagocytes in your body are not stable."

Gu Zhilan didn't say anything, but just nodded to express her response to the doctor.

She looked at the novel in the doctor's hand with some hesitation.

"Sister's Slave Girl".

The doctor noticed the prying eyes, smiled, closed the book and put it in the cabinet.

"How long have I been unconscious?" Gu Zhilan found a chair and sat down, showing no intention of leaving.

"Three days."

Ned turned his wheelchair and came to another table. He poured water and said:

"Your condition was not optimistic at the time. The phagocytes in your body were on the verge of collapse. Fortunately, Feng Lin brought you back in time, otherwise the consequences would be disastrous."

"What about me now?"

"At least it's stable, but it won't last long." Ned handed her the glass of water.

Gu Zhilan pursed her lips and realized that her mouth was dry, but she had long been accustomed to the sluggish body functions every time she woke up. She took the cup of water and drank it in one gulp, then poured herself another glass.

She drank three glasses of water before she felt satisfied. She put the glass down and turned to look at the doctor.

"I don't want to hear boring jazz music every time I wake up."

"This is a record that I treasured back then." Ned scratched his head with a wry smile.

"But it's really boring. Doctor, you keep listening to it over and over again every day. Will your ears become callused?"

"I think it's okay."

"Record players are out of date, Doctor." Gu Zhilan sighed.

"Only outdated people would reminisce about the past." Ned sighed with ambiguous meaning.

"You talk as if you're not from this era." The girl curled her lips.

"How is An Ran?" The doctor suddenly changed the subject.

Gu Zhilan held her head, feeling a little pain.

"Which aspect are you referring to?"

"Feng Lin told me the results of your surveillance. An Ran is not at risk of losing control at the moment."

"Contrary to what you think, he behaved very rationally." Gu Zhilan nodded in acknowledgment.

"Has he been behaving unusually?"

“How do we define anomalies?”

"For example, he would talk to himself, feel easily disturbed, have a headache, and would be in a trance from time to time, etc."

"No, I think... even if we all go crazy, he won't go crazy." Gu Zhilan hesitated for a while.

Ned nodded thoughtfully. This man sitting in a wheelchair and looking extremely weak always liked to nod when he was thinking. It was a habit he had developed over the years.

"And he seems to be very energetic recently, not as decadent as before."

Gu Zhilan added.

"Then...what about Naya? Will she show any unusual behavior when she reveals her true form?"

"How do I know that what Naya did was abnormal?" Gu Zhilan rubbed her eyes. "Compared to any other alien species, she is more like a monster, and a little crazy, but not too obvious."

"Eating situation."

"I don't know. I didn't dare get close to her when she was eating." Gu Zhilan's eyes began to look resentful.

"What about the number of times?"

"Not really sure, because there were several times when she didn't eat by hunting."

"What do you mean?" The doctor was confused.

Gu Zhilan looked around, hesitating whether to say it out loud.

"Go ahead," Ned told her. "Don't worry. Feng Lin and the store manager are not here."

"Her sister knew everything."

Gu Zhilan lowered her voice.

"When she is in her true form, showing the form of Naya, Anxin will accompany her and provide food."

The doctor was silent for a long time. No one knew what he was thinking, and there was no surprise in his eyes.

"so be it."

After a while he finally spoke, but he didn't take An Xin to heart.

"At least in the short term, we don't need to pay attention to him, otherwise we will feel very exhausted."

"What happened?"

"It's related to the Alphabet Organization, but don't worry, it's not a big deal in front of the store manager."

"What happened to the Alphabet Organization?"

"It's just an insignificant matter, why bother asking? I heard that you've been in contact with An Xiao a lot recently."

"Yeah." She didn't deny it.

"What do you think of her?" The Doctor blinked.

Gu Zhilan was stunned. She didn't expect the man to ask her this question, but she still thought about it and said:

"A very nice guy, but I don't know much about him. We haven't known each other for long."

"Oh?"

A light flashed across Dr. Ned's glasses.

"You have always been an honest child." He chuckled. "As far as I know, you already knew each other when you were in Atlanta College. Don't worry. I don't have any other ideas. I am just simply curious about the third daughter of the An family."

"She is just a kind and optimistic person, that's all." Gu Zhilan was reluctant to talk more.

"Since you don't want to talk, I won't ask anymore. Take a good rest and return to Huacheng as soon as possible." The doctor turned around and faced the table, took out a pen, thought for a moment and said:

"It has nothing to do with the mission. I did it to prevent your mother from getting suspicious... But it's strange that every time you use the excuse of staying over at a friend's house, why has she never suspected anything?"

"She only asked me the first time and never asked again after that." Gu Zhilan couldn't help but say.

"That's a bit irresponsible." Ned realized that he had said the wrong thing and patted his head.

"but……"

He immediately smiled and turned to look at Gu Zhilan.

"It's also possible that your mother knows everything and is just pretending not to know."

Gu Zhilan didn't say anything. She didn't even dare to imagine what would happen if her mother knew that she was an alien.