Time month 17th

Earth

The ruins of Sydney city in the old Australian continent

The woman in the bathtub huddled up, she was no longer breathing.

On the bed outside the house, a shirtless man was made into a work of art. His shoulder blades were lifted upwards and then hung up with wires. The abdomen of the corpse was neatly cut open. It was so white that it was shocking. He was kneeling in worship when he died.

, now there is a pool of dirty blood in front of him, and in the blood are his facial features and internal organs.

The man who completed the "artwork" put away the knife and walked to the bathroom with an expressionless face and washed his face with cold water.

Outside the house, the woman who had been waiting for a long time took a deep breath impatiently.

She was sitting in the car with a cat beside her.

A pure white Persian cat without a trace of impurity.

"Huh..." After putting on his glasses again, the man picked up his bag and went out.

After getting in the car, he sat opposite the woman.

"Why did it take so long?" the woman asked displeasedly.

The man raised his head and glanced at the woman opposite. His eyes shrank several times and glowed with a faint blue light. This was a modified visual system.

"It will take some time to dispose of the body." The man wiped his hands, sat upright, and added, "And pry something out of his mouth."

"Say." The woman held a pendant in her hand. The chain of the pendant was very delicate, but the gemstone was very rough.

"First of all, one thing can be confirmed. He is not a member of the High Angel Legion. He is just a clown. Someone paid him to play an out-of-control role."

"Oh? Who paid for it?"

"He didn't say it clearly, but I guess it has something to do with the Seven Military Gods."

"The Seven Military Gods? Ha..." The woman smiled contemptuously. She glanced at the burning house outside the window. She clenched her right hand until the knuckles turned white. The ancient ivory ring seemed to be trying to break free from her fingers.

It's very big.

Men also find it ridiculous.

How could a small mercenary group have such deep scheming and large-scale efforts?

Besides, if you really want to make a big fuss, why would you specifically target the Angel Legion? These people are not vegetarians, and their secrets will be exposed sooner or later.

But it's a pity that before anyone from the High Angel Legion arrived, the victim's family had already found the murderer.

He's really good at hiding.

From the incident to the exposure, and then disappearing, this guy was like an old actor who had practiced countless times. He appeared calmly and quietly disappeared from the public eye after revealing his true feelings.

Many people are trying to find him, but unfortunately the solar system is so big that it is not that easy to find a person who really wants to hide.

However, some people are still capable, and they are direct family members of the innocent victims in this farce, and have enough reason to be patient and find the perpetrators.

However, when they discovered that this guy had never left the earth at all, the families of the victims, who felt they had been mercilessly humiliated, came to their door in person.

The artist, who was skilled in knife skills, tortured the actor to death in the most cruel way.

But then they realized that in order to take complete revenge, they had to find out the director of this farce.

"I have sent someone to check, and I believe there will be results soon." The man poured himself a glass of red wine, and after taking a sip, he frowned, "It's disgusting..."

…

Ten hours later, another group of people also found the perpetrator of the out-of-control farce.

There were three of them, all wearing black embodied kinetic energy weapons of unknown type. Judging from their body shapes, they should be one woman and two men.

The faces of the three people are covered with irregular metal, which looks very strange.

After ten hours of burning, the house hidden in the old site of Sydney City was reduced to ashes. The men and women in the house were left with only charred bones.

But these are enough.

"Sprinkle some ashes." The leading man ordered to the shorter man in black on the right.

The man in black named Chao Qian immediately threw a small silver ball, which exploded shortly after it flew to the still smoking ruins.

There was no fire in the explosion, just white dust.

They are extremely special adsorbent particles. When they are in the air, they will capture the ghost energy fluctuations left in the house before the ruins were formed and adhere to them.

So the next second the three of them saw a two-story building, various furniture, and the bodies of a man and a woman.

There was also a car parked outside the door, with two other people in the car besides the driver.

The time for the dust to recover is extremely short, and it all disappears without a trace in the blink of an eye.

However, the woman in black beside the leading man had already captured useful clues. She whispered, "The car is an antique from 200 years ago, but this kind of antique is valuable, and there is a special symbol on the car."

As the woman in black spoke, she raised her hand and tapped it gently in front of her, and a symbol of a rising sun appeared in front of the three of them.

When Chao Qian saw this, he blurted out, "Hua Sheng Feng Mao! How did they find this?"

The leader of the man in black is called Chao Xi. He pondered for a moment and then smiled softly, "Interesting... It seems that some people have kicked the iron plate and don't know it yet."

The woman in black was named Chao Ti. She said worriedly, "Brother, do you want to talk to the young master about this too?"

Chao Xi was stunned for a moment, then said quietly, "Tell me, why don't you tell me? Don't you want to know why the High Angel Legion was disbanded? This may be the reason."

"Huh?" Chaoti didn't understand.

I didn’t do much explaining day and night.

Explanation, he rushed towards the main road, "Collect more useful things, and then we will go home."

Chaoti immediately complied.

…

a week later

Mars

No. 19, Xiangyang Road, Class C Block, Liaoming City

This is a flower shop that has been operating in Liaoming City for more than ten years. The shop is small but occupies the best position on this street. The proprietress's surname is Yao, and her name is Yao Yu.

Yao Yu also looks like he is thirty years old, dignified in appearance and gentle in his treatment of others.

During the more than ten years of running a flower shop by herself, she had many suitors, but they were all politely rejected by Yao Yu. Therefore, the number of customers who came to visit her to pursue beautiful women became increasingly rare, but the young people who came to buy flowers from her every day But there is an endless stream.

A flower is not very valuable, but if you walk by here in the morning and see a large sea of ​​flowers, the value is incomparable to a single flower.

Yao Yu usually lives in the flower shop and rarely goes out, so the flower shop is open most of the time.

But there are exceptions, like today.

When the classic play "Cats" at the "Old Record" Opera House was performed, Yao Yu would place some free flowers in front of the flower shop for passers-by, then hang up a rest sign and go to the opera house to watch the performance. In the past ten years, the "Old Record" Opera House has staged the classic opera "Cats" thirty-five times, and Yao Yu has never been absent from the thirty-five performances.

It was the same today, she sat in her familiar box early.

There is no need to arrange it. The waiter also knows what she likes to drink and what she likes to eat when watching the show, so he prepares it for her in advance. This kind of tacit understanding is exclusive to Yao Yu, and it has become a legend and has been reported as a story by some media. However,

Today is a bit special. Before Yao Yu came, there was already a guest sitting in the box.

This man was dressed like a gentleman, but there was an intimidating coldness in his eyes.

When the boss heard that a guest wanted to enter the box with Yao Yu's invitation, he was stunned for a moment. After all, it was the first time, so he sent someone to inquire. After getting Yao Yu's confirmation, he arranged for the waiter to lead the young man

A handsome man entered the box.

The classic opera "Cat" of the "Old Record" Opera House is an improved program based on the ancient traditional opera. It lasts six hours and is divided into two sessions, morning and afternoon, three hours each. This opera mainly reveals the personality of the cat.

, a interpretation of human love and entanglement. Although it sounds like a clichéd piece, the actors' performance was full of tension, so it also attracted a large number of admiring audiences.

But it is rare for a loyal audience like Yao Yu to be absent for more than ten years.

Today, Yao Yu came later than usual.

When she entered the box, the opera had already begun, and the actors on the stage had changed, but the young actors were very expressive and did not lose the familiar flavor.

When the young man saw Yao Yu, he stood up immediately, bowed respectfully as a gentleman, and then greeted Yao Yu, "Are you in good health recently?"

Yao Yu smiled and said, "It's still the same. My knees hurt when it rains, but there's nothing else."

The young man felt a little relieved. He sat down opposite Yao Yu, then took out the things in his pocket and put them on the table.

It was an exquisite box. Yao Yu glanced at it and asked, "What is this?"

"A small gift." The young man looked a little embarrassed.

Yao Yu took the box and opened it and took a look. It turned out to be a pair of small earrings. Not to mention a woman like her, even an underage girl might not be able to appreciate such things. But Yao Yu still

She took out the earrings and put them on, and said lightly, "I'm interested."

When the young man saw Yao Yu wearing the pair of earrings, he felt relieved and said, "You're welcome."

Yao Yu sighed deeply. She looked at the actors on the stage performing hard, and she was in a daze. After a long time, Yao Yu asked, "Are you all ready?"

"According to your instructions, the layout has been basically completed, but a little external force is still needed."
To be continued...