Alien Executioner

"I know."

"Who am I then?"

"The freak alien Naya is also the hall executive officer Director An Ran, and he is also a bastard who threatened me." Gu Zhilan said dimly.

"You don't seem surprised at all."

"Why should I be surprised? In the eyes of others, I am a quasi-executive, but I am actually a monster." Gu Zhilan did not act slow.

"But I was shocked at first. It turns out I'm not the only one who lives in fear every day."

"Yeah." An Ran simply responded.

Based on her understanding of Gu Zhilan's personality over the past few days, she knew that this girl was also not good at expressing her emotions.

This is true for almost all artificial aliens. They try their best to hide their positive emotions in their hearts and always look depressed.

It's like this is a sanatorium for people with depression.

An Ran was actually quite envious of them. Every time she turned into her ideal man, the phagocytes in her body would resist all the time.

She had to endure physical and mental torture, and under this high-pressure situation, her memory became very poor.

However, too much time had been wasted, so An Ran stated his purpose.

"I have to go back to the Countermeasures Bureau. Xu Yanqian asked me to take you back with me. If you stay here for too long, I think your mother will be very worried."

Gu Zhilan seemed a little unhappy, and subconsciously lowered her head and said:

"She's very generous. I can always find an excuse to get away with it, like going to a friend's house for a few days."

"Li Fei tried to devote her life to the career of an executive officer." An Ran also spoke softly, feeling the girl's emotions.

She realized that Gu Zhilan was actually a child who lacked love.

The next morning, An Ran took Gu Zhilan away from Shanshu City. He had now changed back into an executive, driving a smuggled car without a brand name.

Without saying goodbye to Xu Yanqian, he did not greet anyone in the flower shop except Gu Zhilan, and drove away with their car.

This is a smuggled car from District 1, a high-powered Hummer that makes a deafening buzzing roar when the engine starts.

Gu Zhilan was sitting in the passenger seat, playing with her cell phone out of boredom. She didn't even fasten her seat belt and didn't even raise her head.

Because he had no license plate, An Ran had to undergo a vehicle inspection every half an hour on average. Whenever he was questioned, he showed his executive officer credentials and claimed that it was required for the mission.

No traffic police would doubt this, they simply reported to their superiors and let the car go.

Although abusing the executive's privileges would cause unnecessary consequences, she was even able to drive away a regular car from the flower shop.

But not necessary.

Based on the speculation of time, An Ran knew that the Countermeasures Bureau's artificial intelligence "Zero" had completed system maintenance and would wake up around today.

As the artificial intelligence of the Countermeasures Bureau - Ling (Seven) is (Eight) the overall system, Zero's surveillance range covers the entire third zone.

The other federal divisions each have their own artificial intelligence and work independently.

However, the data from these artificial intelligences must be transmitted to Zero at all times, and any situations that occur must be reported to the Countermeasures Bureau headquarters in a timely manner.

An Ran was well aware of the terrifying nature of this artificial intelligence, so he was extremely careful every time he swallowed it, and only relaxed a little this month.

He acted cautiously enough and drove away in a smuggled car without license plates or records without being sure that the artificial intelligence had awakened.

The car's system assembly was not complete and was an outdated product from twenty years ago. I didn't expect the flower shop still had it.

After a brief silence, An Ran suddenly spoke:

"You won't tell anyone, will you?"

"What?" Gu Zhilan, who was chatting on social media on her phone, was confused.

"My identity."

"What have I done to make you suspicious, young master?" She finally raised her head, and her voice was not as dull as before.

She is actually a person who is good at disguise. Now her identity is no longer an alien in the flower shop, but a quasi-executive officer of Atlanta College.

"I just think... I threatened you with the fact that you are an alien, there is no way you wouldn't care." An Ran said softly.

"Not every senior is as much of a jerk as you." The girl clicked her lips.

"Am I an asshole?"

"Not only is he a bastard, but he's also extremely scary, like he wants to eat people." Gu Zhilan said this very seriously.

"How can you say that about your companion? After all, we are all in the same boat." An Ran also took off his usual disguise.

Both have the same secrets and struggle with the same situation.

An Ran rarely found a so-called "friend".

He actually wanted to hear more of Gu Zhilan's story, and hear how she dealt with the detectors at Atlanta College. He wanted to compare her experiences with his own and find some comfort.

Gu Zhilan was silent for a long time again, but this time she did not look at her phone. Her eyes glanced casually out the window.

"I was diagnosed with phagocytes by the detector. The whole room was very loud and I was so scared that I almost cried."

She spoke of that experience somewhat confusedly:

"But I was the last person to be tested, and everyone else had left except for the two instructors. They turned off the tester and wrote down a pass."

"You mean there's a mentor protecting you?" An Ran was surprised.

"I'm not sure. The two instructors resigned after a month. I asked my mother to investigate the two of them. Their documents and identities were fake, and I didn't see them in the flower shop."

"You mean to say that someone is helping you, and you suspect they are an alien species outside of the flower shop?"

"Maybe it's a human, maybe it's an alien species, I don't know."

Gu Zhilan shook her head.

"I don't know why they want to help me. I'm scared..."

The girl's voice became smaller and smaller, like a mosquito's whisper. Gu Zhilan stopped talking, sat up straight, and looked out the window.

She remained silent the rest of the way.

Chapter 38 Going Home

An Ran sent Gu Zhilan to her residence, and then drove the car to the An family's courtyard building.

Through the window, he saw the beautifully tended flower beds, the green leaves carefully trimmed, and the hired gardeners had sharp skills.

But he was stopped by the gate, and he didn't know when he lost his key, so he had to take out his cell phone and dial the number.

The call was connected quickly, as if the other party had been waiting.

"Brother?" The voice on the other end of the line was cautious.

"I'm at the door, come out and open it." An Ran's tone was indifferent. He knew that his sister was a meticulous person.

There was silence on the other end of the phone for a while before he asked cautiously:

"Are you really my brother?"

"You can go into your room and open the curtains." An Ran said this and raised his head.

He looked at the window upstairs facing the main door. The view inside was blocked by white curtains. At this time, the curtains were pulled open, revealing An Xiao's face.

The two looked at each other for a while, the girl's eyes widened, and she immediately ran down.

"Brother, it's you! You...what's wrong with you? Why did you come back at this time?"

There were rapid footsteps on the phone. The girl scolded angrily, ran out in cotton slippers and opened the door.

Originally, the door of his house was equipped with a facial recognition lock, but An Ran’s irises gradually became blurred and could not be identified by artificial intelligence.

He knew that this was because the phagocytes in his body were becoming increasingly powerful. Fortunately, his sister had never known about this.

As the strongest executive, An Xin is undoubtedly an extremely sensitive person.

When the door opened, An Xiao rushed towards him, and the two siblings gave each other a symbolic hug, at least for An Ran.

"I knew you were not dead." An Xiao took a step back and looked up at the man in front of him.

In her eyes, her brother, wearing a white coat and bell-bottom pants, looked like a gentleman who had just come back from dancing.

Her originally resolute face now looked decadent. She seemed to be thin... oh no, fat. It seemed that the food had been very good these days.

"No one has been able to kill me yet." An Ran noticed that his sister was about to cry for joy and patted her on the back.

An Xiao pointed at the car without a license plate outside the gate:

"Is this your car?"

"Someone borrowed it from me. It's a long way from Shanshu City. Don't you have to go to the academy today?" An Ran thought that today was Monday.

"I don't want to go." She stuck out her tongue.

An Ran had already walked to the door. He was stunned. He didn't expect that his sister would skip class.

In fact, for her sister who is the president of the student union, skipping classes once or twice is nothing, but An Ran thinks it is a bit inappropriate.

"How many times have you skipped classes?"

"Brother, have you forgotten? I am already a quasi-executive officer and will be carrying out an assisting operation for one year." An Xiao said.

An Ran was stunned for a moment, then smiled. Yes, how could he forget such an important thing?

He even wanted his sister to graduate early.

He gradually became forgetful, but these memories did not disappear. They just became a little vague, and he could only recall them when someone mentioned them.

An Ran nodded to his sister. This action was a little confusing to An Xiao, but he still followed his brother into the house.

He froze in the act of taking off his shoes, only to catch a glimpse of the woman sitting in the living room.

An Xin was sitting on the sofa watching TV. It was a live show, and there were plates of snacks on the coffee table in front of her.

At this time, An Xin was not wearing the executive uniform that she usually wore at work, but a simple set of pajamas, and it seemed that she had no intention of going out.

She heard a slight noise but ignored it. Out of the corner of her eye she saw An Ran walk into the corridor filled with fragrance and lower his head.

An Xiao followed closely behind. She knew that the relationship between her brother and sister was a little subtle. Her brother was deliberately avoiding her, and her sister knew it very well but did not expose it.

"Brother..." She didn't have time to share this joy with her sister, because she realized that her sister seemed to have known that her brother was still alive.

An Ran didn't expect An Xin to get up so early today. It was only nine o'clock, and for her sister who usually got off work at three o'clock, this was precious sleep time.

He was a little nervous.

This is the aftereffect of every time I transform from my true self back into an executive identity. I always feel like my secret will be exposed in the next second.

My sister is too sensitive to alien species, so sensitive that she can immediately detect an alien species within a hundred meters.

He had thought about moving out before, but he was forced to do so by his sister's insistence and he also thought that moving out suddenly would make him look a little abnormal.

But today An Ran knew that he had to move out as soon as possible, at least before he could no longer suppress the phagocytes, to prevent any trouble.

But definitely not today.

He took out the Devouring Weapon that was supposed to be a gift from the drawer and stuffed it into his sister's hands.

"It's a late gift, I hope you don't mind."

"This is..." An Xiao opened his eyes wide.

"The Devouring Weapon is the product of the life's work of the Research Department. It is forged from many Devouring Sorrows. It is also the Devouring Weapon that truly belongs to you."

An Ran's voice was a little dry:

"So it has no name, because it is waiting for its owner, that is, you, to name it personally."

"Brother, such a gift is too precious." An Xiao tried to return the Swallowing Wu.

"It can only be yours." An Ran's tone was unyielding. "Perhaps one day in the future, this weapon will be used to kill a very terrible enemy."

After dealing with her sister, An Ran returned to the living room, relaxed her whole body, and sat on the sofa in the most lazy posture.

Both of them watched the live broadcast calmly. It was a live broadcast of an operation publicly broadcast by the Countermeasures Bureau. It took place in a certain city. A team of ten executive officers was searching for an alien.

Many police officers were also mobilized for this operation. They evacuated the crowd, and finally the view came to the helicopter in the air.

"It seems that your undercover plan is going quite smoothly, even though it only lasts three days." An Xin suddenly spoke without getting to the point.

"I ran away on my own. That place was too stuffy and I didn't like it." An Ran rubbed his nose.

"You should have called me first."