Alien Executioner

In Li Fei's words, since you are doing intelligence work, you must appear mysterious.

An Ran could not understand the train of thought of the intelligence chief, nor did she try to understand it.

The entire Countermeasures Bureau was empty today. Not many people were around. One could only see a few cleaning staff from afar, and a few scientific researchers holding reports with distressed looks on their faces.

The Countermeasures Bureau's scientific research department is located underground, so it is not surprising to see scientific researchers here at any time.

As the director of the Countermeasures Bureau, it would be better to say he is a director in name only. He has been an executive officer for nearly six years, from eighteen to twenty-three now. However, his face is already full of vicissitudes, and he has a coffin-like face all day long, staring with thick dark circles under his eyes, which is intimidating.

The director was just a figurehead; he had no leadership skills and had never made any decisions.

Just because he is the temple.

One of the four major halls, codenamed "Devil".

The devil sitting in the temple...

The code name is just a symbol used to deter alien species. In other people's words, he is the devil of alien species, not the devil of humans.

The four-star medal on his chest is higher than the elite executive with the three-star medal. It is the unique symbol of the hall executive.

The Hall Executive has the ability to handle SS-level incidents alone and is known as the most powerful, but An Ran understands that it is far from that.

The most powerful one is the woman.

His sister, who now heads the entire Countermeasures Bureau and concurrently serves as the Deputy Director of the Third District Administrative Department, has the ability to handle SSS-level incidents on her own.

But since the unknown meteorite landed four hundred years ago and the birth of alien species, there has been no real SSS-level crusade incident.

An Xin was alone, holding a rapier in hand, facing that level of alien species. From the initial loss to the crushing defeat, they were

Thinking of this, An Ran quickened his pace.

With a deadpan look on his face, he returned to the office as if everyone owed him money, simply took off his windbreaker and sat down at his seat.

I glanced at the khaki windbreaker and it was the same one An Xin wore a week ago.

After the incident was over, An Xin disguised the windbreaker as a new piece of clothing and gave it to him as a gift, not knowing that he had also witnessed the battle with his own eyes.

He is even an experienced person.

This is the secret that An Ran has buried deep in his heart for five years. The nightmare began from the moment he stepped into the Countermeasures Bureau and became an executive officer.

He would crave flesh and blood like an alien - in fact, it was proved that he was an alien, and phagocytes were everywhere in his body. When the insatiable hunger collapsed his spirit, he would turn into a girl code-named "Naya", hiding in the shadows of the city, searching for prey.

Just like a connoisseur, every time she went hunting, she would always look around to confirm her ideal food... Whenever An Ran thought about it, he went from fear at first to silence later.

He has become accustomed to experiencing two identities, one glamorous and bright, and the other as rotten as a rat in a stinky ditch.

In order not to attract the attention of the executive, after the first week, the content of "Naya"'s menu has completely changed to aliens. She began to hunt other aliens, moving in groups like aliens, looking for an organization that satisfies her. After her hunger eased, she turned back into an executive with a brilliant identity.

It was not until a banquet hosted by an organization that the fact that "Nia" devoured its own kind was revealed. She was hunted down and had to fight back, turning an entire city upside down. As a result, she was targeted by the Countermeasures Bureau.

but now……

Mr. An Ran, who never smiles in the eyes of outsiders, made an exception this time and pursed his lips, then chuckled.

At least in the eyes of others, "Naiya" is dead.

Then he would have fewer troubles and burdens, and he wouldn't have to worry about being tracked and investigated by the executive officers every day. If he was hungry, he would just have to hunt the aliens in a low-key manner, just like usual...

An Ran unconsciously turned the pen in his hand. He put away his smile, sat up straight, and was about to casually flip through today's report when he was stunned.

It was an envelope sandwiched between two reports, and outside the envelope was a bunch of bright peony patterns.

Alien organization "Flower Shop".

That was the alien organization he had joined in the beginning. It was this organization that joined forces with other aliens to hunt down his alien identity "Naya".

Looking at the letter, An Ran did not open it, but just glanced past it with a gloomy look.

"Not good..."

It seemed like a warning, but also like a threat. He hoped that someone had taken it by mistake, or that the "flower shop" simply wanted to talk to An Ran, the director of the Countermeasures Bureau.

No matter which one it was, An Ran felt an unprecedented crisis.

Chapter 2 Photos

3pm.

The monitoring room is very busy today, at least compared to usual.

The person in charge, Zhou Zhong, stood nervously beside Director An, accompanying him to review the corridor surveillance records starting from yesterday. Four staff members on duty stood behind him, their backs straight, breathing heavily, and they were more or less confused.

It’s not lively at all.

Only Zhou Zhong knew the reason. When the director walked towards him with his notoriously owing face, his heart skipped a beat, thinking that something bad was going to happen.

Sure enough, Director Zhou later took out a letter with a pattern that was very familiar to the entire Countermeasures Bureau.

The alien organization "Flower Shop", one of the largest organizations in District 3.

This matter was not publicized.

An Ran's cold gaze moved away from the screen and cast towards the person in charge, who shuddered all over.

Zhou Zhong didn't dare to smile in an apologetic manner. The solemn atmosphere forced him to be serious.

The director threw the letter on the table.

"How strange! How did this letter appear in my office out of nowhere?"

"Maybe it was from outside the window. The people who came in and out of your office these past two days...are all elite executives. I don't think they would work for aliens."

"Maybe it's a prank?" a staff member on duty couldn't help but say.

An Ran glanced at him in surprise.

This couldn't be a prank. An Ran's eyes fell on the envelope. His right hand casually fiddled with the corner of the letter, thinking about the purpose of the person behind it.

At least the letter really came from the flower shop. As "Naya" who was once a member of the flower shop organization, he was familiar with the handwriting of the flower shop leader.

Gently turning the envelope over, a string of elegant handwriting appeared on the back.

【KFC at the intersection of the exhibition street】

This is handwritten by the owner of the flower shop.

Code name: Peony.

Seeing the dead silence and solemn atmosphere being broken, Zhou Zhong breathed a sigh of relief and stared at the brand new white letter with some curiosity:

"Director, what's in the letter?"

"I did not see."

"Why don't you open it and take a look?"

"have a look?"

An Ran finally raised his head, his eyes cold: "Are you sure that alien things are safe?"

He felt a little regretful after saying this, but only a little bit, as he also had another identity as an alien.

Although he wanted to get rid of the past and look to the future more than once, what kind of future did he have? As long as "Naya" was not really dead, he would be tortured by hunger forever and had to guard against the exposure of his identity.

"Naya" cannot die because she is herself.

To this end, An Ran once used his authority in the scientific research department to conduct research on alien species, and the research direction was how to free alien species from hunger.

After three experiments and three years of discussing the topic, he failed.

Zhou Zhong didn't realize that An Ran's thoughts had long since left the present moment, and just said in a low voice:

"Nevertheless..."

"Okay, don't tell anyone about this. The flower shop won't do anything to me blatantly. Maybe it's just a congratulations."

"Congratulations?" Zhou Zhong didn't react.

"Before defeating 'Naya', she had always been hunted by the flower shop."

An Ran's voice was calm, as if he was just making a joke to lighten the atmosphere, but his pale and calm face made everyone look at each other in bewilderment.

After making no progress, he was about to get up and leave when Zhou Zhong shouted:

"Do I need to report this to the Director?"

An Ran, who had already stepped out of the door frame, paused for a moment and waved his hand:

"After the previous operation, she should take a break."

After Director An left, Zhou Zhong breathed a sigh of relief. This incident was not his responsibility, so there was nothing to worry about.

Suddenly, he noticed that one of his subordinates was about to speak, but he just shook his head.

"What's wrong?" He walked towards the subordinate.

Facing his boss who was half a meter away, the subordinate scratched his head subconsciously.

"explain."

Zhou Zhong wondered if this subordinate had discovered something.

"I think the director is a little strange today." said the man.

"strangeness?"

"He would never... make this kind of gesture." After saying that, the man waved his right hand like An Ran.

……

There was a gentle knock on the door.

After confirming that there was no one in the room, An Ran gently pushed the door open. The office inside was spotless and simply decorated.

There is a table, a chair, and a bookshelf covering half of the wall, but there is no book in it. The basin at the door is bare, and a little sunlight comes in through the rolled-up curtains.

An Ran sniffed it gently, there was a trace of lingering fragrance.

Office of the Director of the Countermeasures Bureau.

Sister An Xin went to Atlanta College to visit her sister last night and is expected to be back tomorrow. This office is absolutely safe during this period.

If those surveillance videos didn't deceive me...

Thinking of this, An Ran's pupils couldn't help but turn scarlet.

He realized something and quickly controlled himself.

Can’t turn into “Naija” in that woman’s office or everything will be ruined.

He opened the envelope carefully. Of course, he was not afraid of any danger inside the envelope, but perhaps because of his heavy heart, he had no interest in anything.

Inside the envelope were three photos.

As I guessed at the beginning, all three photos are about "Naya", taken from different angles and different locations.

Does it look like a threat?

An Ran tried hard to find some clues from the photos, hoping to find the guy who knew her secrets.

But when I saw the first photo, I was stunned.

It was in an alley where it was drizzling. The girl codenamed Naya was devouring the remains of an alien species. The remains had been completely unrecognizable and had almost lost all of its identifying features.

But he remembered very clearly that this was the first time he hunted an unlucky alien. Later he learned that this was an S-level alien from the Alphabet Organization.

Codename V.

The reason why An Ran was unusually frightened was that the angle of the shot seemed to come from... a drone?

With incomprehensible thoughts, as if he was trapped in a maze, An Ran looked at the second photo, unaware that his right hand was shaking slightly.

The second photo was the beginning of the disaster, a banquet with a gray background. The girl codenamed Naya was stared at by a group of people. She looked timid and was caught off guard by the exposure of the truth. Behind her, there was a silver-haired woman supporting her.

The camera angle appears to be that of the audience.

The third photo was particularly special because the five words "Is it really over?" were written on it with a 0.7mm oil-based pen, as if it was a mockery of An Ran.

In the photo, Naya's body was collapsing at the moment, and a group of executives surrounded him tightly, rendering him in blue and red light. This photo... just looking at it makes you feel noisy.

The bird's-eye view looks like it was taken from a building, and damaged steel bars can be seen at the edge of the photo.

Looking at these three photos, An Ran seemed to review the life of "Naya", from the first time he devoured an alien species, to the beginning of his escape, to the end.

He was able to recall all of this from his memory, but there were also people quietly observing and recording what was happening.