I! Cleaner!

"Lyon Lane..."

While Leon was holding his sister's family photo and thinking about how to dig out the secrets of Director Aquarius so as to speed up the bureau's investigation of this guy, a group of people were also holding his files and thinking about how to move him away. A roadblock.

"Do we have to take action? Can't we use ordinary means to deal with him?"

After quickly flipping through several documents in his hand, the short man sitting at the bottom of the long table couldn't help but speak first:

"His schedule is basically fixed. He sets off from Shipbridge Street every day and goes to work in the municipal district where the police department is located. If he can ambush the manpower in advance, he may only need a few bombs..."

"it's useless."

The young man sitting opposite him shook his head, gritted his teeth and said angrily:

"He is from the Cleanup Bureau. He is protected by more than one abnormal object. Ordinary alchemy bombs will probably not kill him."

"Then blow up his home!"

The short man suggested again:

"Even if there are anomalies protecting us, we may not be able to protect them 24 hours a day. We can go over there at night and blow up the entire apartment building on Bridge Street!"

"Can't touch it."

A young woman wearing a hat shook her head and spoke very quickly:

"The view of that apartment is very good. The northwest corner balcony can directly observe the entire street. When I assassinated the princess before, I wanted to choose that place as the first sniper point.

But at that time, I had just climbed over the fence, and I found a frighteningly strong old man, holding a pair of big scissors and staring at me. I shot him and it was all right, but he almost killed me with a backhand scissor. life.

I brought twenty people to touch them, but in the blink of an eye, they were tied up by an old lady with white hair and thrown into the garbage dump on the corner of the street.

Although the old man didn't kill me, he held a pair of scissors more than one meter long and clicked on my head for more than half an hour. Not only did he shave off my hair and eyebrows, he even shaved off my nose hair. , it hasn’t grown back yet. "

After raising her head slightly and showing everyone her empty nasal cavity, the young woman sighed:

"Later I learned that the apartment itself was an anomaly. The strong old man and the white-haired old lady inside had both been dead for more than ninety years. With these two old ghosts guarding the apartment, I really wanted to If you go in and plant a bomb, you may have to send troops with heavy weapons to storm it.

Oh, by the way, have you seen heavy weapons? I secretly went to Lane Arms Company last month to take a look. They found that they had only completed half of the heavy weapons ordered by the military, but they actually dared to say completed on the declaration form. At present, except for the most important units, many of them were not actually listed. Pretend, we can actually take advantage of this..."

"Okay Charlotte, your information is very useful, but it has nothing to do with this meeting. What we are discussing this time is how to deal with this Leon Lane."

After interrupting the young woman, the middle-aged man sitting on the main seat said:

"Everyone, according to the information sent back by Barton, this employee of the Cleanup Bureau is not weak. For a person with an abnormality like this, the probability of being able to solve him using ordinary methods is low, so you still have to take action."

"It's okay if we take action, but what happens after we take action?"

After sucking his teeth hard, a rather slovenly old man reminded him:

"He is an employee of the Cleanup Bureau. The person who gave us the ability said that the director of the Maiden Branch of the Cleanup Bureau is so powerful that even if we join together, we will die.

If Barton is still there, we can kill him in the copy space created by Barton, but now that Barton is gone, killing him might provoke the woman to take action herself..."

"No, the woman in the Maiden Bureau has her own responsibilities and usually won't take action personally. And we don't have to actually kill him. It's enough to erase his abilities and memory."

As the middle-aged man at the main seat spoke, he turned to look at the sleepy child on his right, lightly knocked on the table and said:

"Phoebe, you also join this mission and are responsible for making the target forget the information about us and the ability to peek into other people's souls. Can you do it?"

"ah?"

After hearing the middle-aged man's question, the sleepy little girl trembled suddenly, and then said with a blank expression:

"What mission?"

"..."

"Ambush Leon Lane."

The little girl sniffed when she heard the words, and continued to ask with a confused face:

"Who is Leon Lane?"

"The Cleanup Bureau employees were the ones who exposed Barton's identity and took away Samantha's abilities."

"Who is Barton? Who is Samantha?"

Facing the little girl’s repeated inquiries, the middle-aged man was not impatient, but explained seriously:

"They are our companions. Barton is a spy lurking in the Secret Bureau, a strong uncle with a scar on his face, and Samantha has a bandage on her hand, which can heal other people's injuries or make them rot. That aunt..."

"oh……"

After nodding in understanding, the little girl rubbed her eyes and then asked again:

"then who are you?"

"I...forget it."

After rubbing his eyebrows with a headache, the middle-aged man waved to the seat on the other side of the little girl and said helplessly:

"Lucy, your sister's amnesia has struck again. She can't negotiate with her like this. You'd better pour the information you need to know directly into Phoebe's head!"

"good."

A hoarse and old voice sounded, and an old woman with a wrinkled face sat upright, stretched out her trembling palms, and touched the little girl's forehead.

After seeing these strange "sisters" prepared, the middle-aged man nodded with satisfaction, and then told the wrinkled old lady:

"Lucy, the target this time has the ability to spy on other people's soul states, so after everyone has finished the meeting and selected the person to carry out the ambush mission, I will trouble you to do anything again.

In order to prevent the person performing the task from becoming hostile to the target and alerting him too early to cause unnecessary vigilance, please implant a layer of false memory into the selected person to temporarily cover everyone's original memory. Is there any problem? "

"no problem."

"Thanks for your hard work."

After nodding his thanks to the old woman, the middle-aged man leaned forward slightly, pressed his hands on the table of the long table, and said directly:

"Then next, it's best to determine the location of the ambush. Do you have any suggestions in this regard?"

"I suggest you do it right when he's at work!"

A man with burns all over his body on the right raised his hand and suggested with cold eyes:

"Let's go out together and rush into that cleanup bureau. We'll kill the red-haired woman first, then burn all the rest to death, and then..."

"Okay, okay, shut up!"

Hearing the burnt man's proposal, which could not be said to be deliberately seeking death, but purely out of desire to live, the middle-aged man couldn't help but sigh and waved his hand in the direction of the burned man.

Along with a strange explosion, the burned man disappeared into the house in an instant, leaving only an empty chair with a lot of dust on the place.

I don’t know what method was used to drive the burned man out. The middle-aged man said with a headache:

"There's no need to say such stupid things. Do you have any more reliable suggestions?"

"have."

The rather slovenly old man raised his hand and suggested seriously:

"Duke Lionheart's knighthood ceremony, what do you think of an ambush there?"

The knighthood ceremony of Duke Lionheart?

After listening to the sloppy old man's suggestion, the group of gangsters in the room were silent for a while, and then began to nod one after another.

"very nice!"

"very suitable!"

"I think so!"

The middle-aged man at the main seat thought for a while, and finally nodded and said with a smile:

"It is indeed a good choice. There will definitely be many important people attending the Duke Lionheart's knighthood ceremony, and even the royal family will send representatives there.

If we are lucky enough, we will not only be able to solve Leon Lane's problem, but we can even get rid of a large number of nobles and officials at once. The ambush location will be tomorrow's knight attack ceremony!

As for the specific candidates for the ambush, are there any of you who actively want to participate? "

"I want to go! I want to go!"

After hearing what the middle-aged man said, the young woman whose hair was shaved by the strong old man and whose mouth was very broken raised her hands happily and said:

"I can go from five kilometers away..."

"Except you."

Interrupting her again, the middle-aged man on the throne shook his head and said:

"Your ability is concealed enough and the distance is far enough, so it is very good for assassination, but the destructive power is too weak, and it may not be able to break the abnormal objects used by the target to protect themselves.

What's more, we don't need to kill him this time, we just need to subdue him and let Phoebe erase part of his memory and abilities, so you are not suitable for this mission. "

"Then count me in!"

Just when the bald woman with a broken mouth pouted in dissatisfaction and was about to argue, a thin young man stood up and said with excitement:

"It was Barton who took the initiative to stay and break the relationship, so Samantha and I ran out. This time I..."

"Sorry, you're not suitable either."

The middle-aged man shook his head and said:

"Now is not the time to mess with the red-haired woman from the cleanup bureau, and you have the best relationship with Barton. I'm worried that you will kill the target forcibly in order to avenge Barton. This way the matter will not end. You should stay. "

"..."

After the young man sat down with disappointment in his eyes, the middle-aged man simply stopped asking and directly named him:

"In this way, in addition to the two sisters Phoebe and Lucy, David, Luke, and you two can go with us! Your abilities are obviously the most suitable for this mission."

"no problem!"

The man who originally suggested planting the bomb agreed.

"Can."

The sloppily dressed old man nodded.

"so be it!"

After confirming the specific candidates, the middle-aged man looked at the few people who stood up and walked towards Lucy, taking the initiative to accept the memory coverage, and couldn't help but nodded with satisfaction.

After several people had received the memory coverage, he waved to everyone in the room. The weird explosion sounded again, and everyone in the room disappeared, leaving only a handful of dusty chairs.

The middle-aged man on the main seat seemed to have experienced more than ten years in an instant, and his originally dark hair on the temples had become streaks of white.

…

Or will no one survive into the future?

Looking at the empty conference room and the dusty chairs, the middle-aged man, who had obviously aged a lot, sighed quietly, then stood up with some difficulty, controlled his future body, and walked towards the door.

After I made the change last time, I still couldn't change the fate of the kingdom's destruction. The resistance of the war faction headed by the princess completely failed, and the entire kingdom was dragged into a tragic melee that lasted for eleven years. The originally prosperous capital was turned into ruins under the bombing, and countless people were displaced and lived a life worse than death.

In the future when I successfully assassinated the princess, the royal family and the nobles surrendered voluntarily, first ceding land and paying compensation, and then handing over all ports, mines and other resources, and even the legal currency was forcibly abolished. The originally rich country was almost completely squeezed dry, but the people could still barely maintain their lives.

As for myself and the "rebels" I gathered... No matter which future, we don't exist. I am the only one who endures the pain of the country's destruction and the family's demise, and survives with difficulty. After all, only by surviving can I pass the news back again and again, and try to save the motherland that has been desperate!

After staggering to the door, the middle-aged man, who looked much older, took a deep breath, and his bony hands grabbed the rusty door handle with force.

Come on! The Ryan family, which caused huge deficits in the military and led to the lack of military combat power, has completely died out, and a new Lionheart Duke has been replaced. I want to see what the future will look like this time!

"Squeak!"

Accompanied by the jerky sound of the old door hinge, it seemed as if the door separating the two worlds was pushed open, and the warm and dazzling sunlight poured in, accompanied by the extremely warm noise, and shone on the middle-aged man.

"This... this is?!"

Looking at the exquisite and neat buildings, the busy streets, the huge airships flying by with ribbons, and the people who were talking around the huge strange screens on the street corners, the middle-aged man couldn't help but be completely stunned.

Success! I finally succeeded! The kingdom is saved! ! !

An irresistible huge ecstasy instantly seized his heart. The middle-aged man with tears streaming down his face fell to his knees and unconsciously let out a hysterical roar.

"Oh! I was scared!"

"What's wrong? What are you shouting about all of a sudden!"

"Prince Leon was caught cheating, why is he so happy?"

"Guards! Guards! There's a madman here!"

"..."

Amid the curious eyes of the passers-by and the noisy pointing and pointing, the middle-aged man who finally saw a bright future suddenly raised his arms and shouted to the sky in ecstasy.

"Long live the kingdom! Long live the kingdom!!!"

Frightened by his shout, the crowd stepped back a few steps, and then began to whisper in confusion.

"Is this man crazy?"

"Is he crazy? Why is he shouting "Long live the kingdom" all of a sudden?"

"Yeah, didn't the kingdom disappear a long time ago?"

What did you say? The kingdom is gone? ! ! !

After hearing the conversation between the two aunties carrying vegetable baskets next to him, the middle-aged man jumped up from the ground, rushed over and threw the aunties to the ground, and screamed like crazy:

"How could the kingdom disappear?! Who did it! Who did it!!!"

"No, no, no... It's not me! It's not me!"

Frightened by the "madman's" behavior, fearing that he would bite her in anger, the auntie raised her hand tremblingly and quickly pointed at the big screen on the corner of the street.

"Prince Leon did it, go find him! It has nothing to do with me!"

Leon...Prince?

Following the instructions of the groceries aunt, the middle-aged man looked at the strange screen on the corner of the street, and saw the handsome man waving his hands and repeatedly emphasizing that the cheating was just a rumor and that he did nothing that night. He could not help but stand there in a daze.

Leon...Ryan?

Kill him! I'll go back and kill him!