Alien Relic Hunter

Compared with before Ke Lan left, the girl's appearance had hardly changed except for her clothes, but in Ke Lan's eyes, she seemed to have undergone a transformation.

This subtle change is difficult to describe in detail in words. Generally speaking, it is the feeling of raising hands and feet, coupled with the natural micro-expressions and eyes on the face - compared with before, it looks more like a real person. "Human".

Ke Lan didn't know what Ze Luo had gone through during this period, but no matter what, it was not a bad thing.

"If she could identify with her identity as a 'human being', maybe she wouldn't do those outrageous things to her 'compatriots'..." Ke Lan thought secretly.

From a certain point of view, Ze Luo's danger factor is no less than that of the Seraph he just eliminated - this seemingly cute and cute girl, once she loses control, the consequences will definitely be unimaginable. .

"Ke Lan." The Sanwu girl focused her attention on Ke Lan. She didn't seem surprised that Ke Lan would appear here - of course, with her ability, I'm afraid Ke Lan hasn't entered the villa yet. She had already noticed it when they were in the yard.

"Ke Lan?" Following Ze Luo downstairs was Zofia Soma, who was wearing a pale golden silk dress. She was wearing a snow-white plush shawl, and her long silky hair was tied around her head. Staring at Ke Lan with a hint of surprise.

Ke Lan's eyes first stayed on her face for two seconds, and then moved down her slender neck... He suddenly discovered that Zofia was barefoot at this time, and her white and delicate toes were so direct She stepped on a thick brown carpet - of course, this is not the key. The key is that she wears a black real-time monitoring anklet on the slender ankle of her right foot. The green indicator light on the outside of the anklet is still blinking. The ground flashed.

"Is it faked by someone from the institute?" Ke Lan asked, pointing to the anklet.

"Yes." Zofia nodded, "But those people have been taken away, this thing just hasn't had time to be dismantled."

Ke Lan stepped forward quickly, and after just a glance, a surge of anger surged up - this anklet was not a common medical monitoring anklet, but a "special model" specially designed for dangerous people. "The sensor chip of the anklet is connected to a concentrated explosive the size of a fingernail. If the sensor chip detects that someone is trying to forcibly remove the anklet, or the wearer of the anklet leaves the designated area, the explosive will be detonated directly.

The dose of explosive may not be fatal, but it is more than enough to blow off the wearer's legs.

Dr. Renee lied to him. This was not an ordinary physical examination at all, and all operations were not carried out in accordance with the rules and regulations. As for transgression... If putting explosive anklets on people's legs is not transgression, then what is? Transgression?

The severity of this behavior has even exceeded the category of "transgression". If Dr. Renee were standing in front of Ke Lan now, Ke Lan felt that he would break her legs without hesitation and let her experience this. It's like the feeling after the explosive anklet is triggered.

Although Aize Luo was here, Renee's people would never be able to harm Zofia, but what they did was completely beyond Ke Lan's acceptance. Thinking of this, Ke Lan directly said, "Wait a minute." After a moment," he turned around and ran outside the house.

The two researchers were pushed into the car by the agents of the Security Bureau. The latter heard the footsteps, turned his head, and met Ke Lan's unkind eyes.

This agent is also a human spirit. The first second he saw something wrong with Ke Lan's expression, he immediately guessed the key to the problem and said quickly: "Mr. Ke Lan! The explosive in the monitoring anklet worn by Miss Soma has been removed. It fell off, but because we didn’t bring special tools with us on this trip, in order to prevent Miss Soma from being injured, we didn’t take off the anklet for the time being.”

Seeing that Ke Lan didn't answer, he quickly added: "Colleagues with tools are already on their way, and they will arrive in fifteen minutes at most!"

"Did they wear these anklets?" Ke Lan asked, pointing to the two researchers sitting in the carriage.

"...Yes." The Security Bureau agent nodded.

"Then why not let them dismantle it?"

"Because..." The agent was still hesitating, but one of the two researchers spoke first: "Only Dr. Renee knows the password to remove the anklet, and we can't remove it."

"Then why didn't you ask her what her password was? Don't tell me you don't have her contact information." Ke Lan continued, his tone was very calm - to be precise, it should be the extremely depressing calm before the storm.

"Dr. Renee won't allow it to be removed." The researcher continued, "Anyway, as long as Miss Soma does not leave her residence, the anklet will not cause harm to her——"

Before the researcher could finish speaking, Ke Lan reached into the car, grabbed her collar, pulled her out of the car, and threw her heavily to the ground.

"You can't attack me! I'm from the institute! The Security Bureau is not qualified to conduct violent interrogations on us!" The researcher immediately shouted, and the Security Bureau agent on the side also pulled Ke Lan nervously.

"You'd better ask these people from the Security Bureau what the consequences will be if they use violence against us!" Although the person had not gotten up from the ground, the researcher's tone suddenly changed - with a With the solid backing of the institute, she has no fear even if the opponent is a member of the joint parliamentary group.

The Research Institute... can be said to be the "privileged institution" second only to the Immortal Crew Association on this Ark. Moreover, given their level, they do not have the right to know the existence of the Undead Crew Association... So for them, their own backstage can be regarded as the "hardest backstage in the entire ship".

"Mr. Ke Lan...if things get too big and end badly..." the agent said carefully in Ke Lan's ear.

"How do you define 'too much trouble'?" Ke Lan glanced at him and asked.

"this……"

"As long as you don't die, right?" Ke Lan broke away from his hand, took out the ID that Schroeder gave him from his pocket, put it directly in front of the researcher's eyes, and asked word by word, "Then this... Do you have the right to be rough with you?"

"Crisis... Crisis Management Department?!" The researcher was startled at first, and then his body trembled slightly, and a layer of fear appeared in his eyes.

For those of them in the institute, they are not afraid of the Security Bureau and the military, but they are only afraid of this "mysterious organization" that rarely appears in public. When this group of people saw the Crisis Management Department, they were like old people. The corrupt officials of the Era are the same as the Jiwei (a homophone used to prevent harmony, everyone knows it), especially those researchers who often violate rules and regulations.

On normal days, they might still rely on their great contribution to the Ark and do whatever they want... But if someone from the Crisis Management Department appears, it can only mean one thing - the people above have reached the limit of their patience with them. limit.

Ke Lan took a step back and pulled out the pistol from the holster on his waist.

"Wait a minute!" When the Security Bureau agent on the side saw Ke Lan pulling out his gun, his expression suddenly changed. But his expression changed again. He did not dare to stop Ke Lan at all. He could only shout, "Wait! Wait first." wait!"

"Don't worry, I told you not to kill anyone."

Ke Lan pointed the gun at the researcher's calf wrapped in gray stockings - the two researchers sent to Zofia's residence were both young women, and both could be considered beauties in appearance, but At this time, Ke Lan couldn't even think of caring about her.

"Boom! Boom!"

The deafening sound of gunfire resounded through most of the block. Ke Lan's sidearm was a .50-caliber hunting pistol. The power and gunfire of this thing were exactly that of a hand cannon. For a moment, the air-cushion vehicles parked around him were stunned. The sirens rang out, covering even the screams of the researcher whose legs were broken.

Many bodyguards in black suits and sunglasses ran in this direction, but after seeing the people and cars from the Security Bureau, they retreated back the same way.

The neighborhood where Zofia lives is all full of single-family mansions and villas, and it is no exaggeration to say that the rich and powerful are gathered here. But in front of the Security Bureau, the vast majority of powerful people can only bow their heads obediently - even those wealthy families with members of the Joint Parliamentary Group sitting in charge will never be willing to have a head-on conflict with people from the Security Bureau.

As for a lunatic who dared to shoot in this place, they were even more unwilling to provoke him... In line with the principle that one thing is worse than one thing less, the surrounding residents all made almost the same choice: recall the bodyguards and close the doors and windows. , and at the same time warned his family members not to stick their heads out to watch the excitement - people have eyes, but bullets do not necessarily have eyes. If they are accidentally struck by a stray bullet, as long as no one is killed, they will There is almost no way to hold the Security Bureau accountable.

After two shots were fired, Ke Lan put the pistol back into the holster, and the female researcher who fell on the ground simply fainted from the pain after screaming for a while.

Ke Lan looked at another trembling researcher sitting in the car, who immediately shrank back - although the broken legs could be regenerated by the medical cabin, the pain was unbearable for ordinary people. Especially for people like them who have good living conditions and have not suffered much.

"Don't...please...please..." After throwing away her identity as a researcher, she was just a young girl in her early twenties. She had just graduated from the ivory tower and was specially recruited because of her excellent grades. After entering the institute, I had not even seen much of the dangers of society, let alone such battles.

She originally thought that with her status as a researcher, the other party would not do anything to her no matter how powerful the authority was... But when she saw Ke Lan firing two shots at her companions without hesitation, she interrupted. After the security agents nearby didn't even dare to stop her legs, her "fascinating confidence" disappeared instantly...

She even felt that Ke Lan would shoot his companion in the head again...

After all, judging from the style of their research institute, the "samples" left over after human experiments are usually handled very "cleanly" - living people are more troublesome than dead people. Although this sentence is hard to hear, it is But it is a rule that most people in the institute agree on by default.

But now, it's her turn to worry about whether the other party will "clean up" her.

"You, get out of the car." Ke Lan said.

"No...I don't want to die...don't kill me..." she cried, hugging the back of the seat in front of her.

"If I don't kill you, come down." Ke Lan said expressionlessly.

The researcher was left with a firm shake of his head.

"Don't force me to shoot you. If the car gets dirty, I'll have to trouble this guy from the Security Bureau to wash it," Ke Lan said.

It's okay that Ke Lan didn't say this. The researcher almost cried when she said it - she firmly believed at this time that Ke Lan asked her to get out of the car just to kill herself outside and prevent her from splashing out. Blood stained the car's interior.

"If you don't come out, your companion will probably die of excessive blood loss." Ke Lan said, although these agents of the Security Bureau should have learned some battlefield first aid skills, but for this kind of injury, there is no medical equipment at hand. The situation was simply impossible to handle - on the contrary, these two researchers, as members of the biomedical team, not only had high-level medical licenses, but also had various medical equipment and commonly used drugs in the storage boxes they carried. It’s also all available.

"You...you want me to treat her?" The researcher was stunned for a moment, unable to turn around for a while.

"Otherwise, if you continue to mess around, she will lose two legs." Ke Lan said.

"Oh...oh!" The researcher finally believed that Ke Lan didn't want to kill the two of them. He quickly got out of the car with the storage box and ran to his unconscious companion.

Ke Lan used a large-caliber pistol. The area below the knee of the researcher who was shot had lost the meaning of treating the wound. The other researcher could only hold back his fear, took out a medical electric saw from the storage box, and cut the wound. Cut off the attached skin and muscles below the knee, and then stop the bleeding and disinfect the severed limb.

As for the bone fragments inserted into the flesh, we can only wait until we return to the institute and then slowly pick them out - if the wound has pseudo-healed by then, the debridement process will become very difficult. ...and painful.

Anyway, she wasn't the one who got shot, and it won't be her who hurts when the time comes... The remaining researcher thought so. She just wanted to quickly take care of her companion's injuries and then leave this place.

No one could guarantee her that the guy next to her who would shoot if he said he would shoot would suddenly change his mind later.

She couldn't help but feel a little lucky. Fortunately, the person who just spoke was not her. Otherwise, the roles of dealing with the wound and being treated would probably have to be reversed.

[P.S. Thanks. The reward is 200 starting coins. (It’s not that I made a typo, but this guy’s ID is just a period.)]