Nightmare Attack

In Rongcheng, an office building was sparsely lit with lights.

Underground Parking Lot.

A jeep slowly parked where it should have belonged.

The driver was a woman, not very old, but in good shape. Her eyes were full of vigilance. On the back seat, there was a large tarpaulin, which looked like the kind used for camping.

The important thing is that under the tarp, there is a weird human-shaped bulge.

At this moment, Qian Mowen was beaten unconscious, his hands and feet were tied behind his back, his mouth was tightly wrapped with tape several times, and his body was almost stripped naked, leaving only a pair of underwear that covered his body.

The man who was about to take office as the acting head of the Night's Watch Enforcement Department was now as embarrassed as a duck that had lost its feathers.

This incident was full of weirdness, so after receiving the news, Shen Hong launched the most rigorous plan. On the way, in a very secretive way, Qian Mowen was transferred from the No. 2 car to the woman's car. This jeep.

At this moment, No. 2 was still driving the car, driving in circles in the west of the city, which was far away from here, checking to see if there was anyone following him.

No. 6 and No. 7 follow No. 2 and are responsible for guarding.

The woman glanced at the rearview mirror, then touched the Bluetooth headset hanging on her ear with her hand. Her voice was calm and business-like, "I've got the person, come out."

A few seconds later, sitting in the car, Wan Yuanning, who used her ability to disguise herself, heard a muffled sound coming from the roof of the car, the jeep shook, and then a small figure jumped down from the roof.

A little girl-like person appeared outside the car door, wearing the same Bluetooth headset. A huge black bag was very conspicuous behind her, and half of an ax was exposed.

No. 8 squinted his eyes and knocked on the car window casually.

Wan Yuan Ning was startled and still had lingering fears, "What are you hiding up there?"

"Safe." No. 8 replied nonchalantly. Later, as if he suddenly remembered something, he looked at Wan Yuan Ning's face and added emphatically, "It was No. 3 who reminded me. He was worried that I was in danger."

No. 8 was dressed in black clothes and was hidden in the darkness above the parking lot, making it difficult to detect him.

After spending a long time with these guys, Guan Yuanning also roughly understands the relationship between these guys. She really wants to say that No. 3 reminds you just to ensure that the mission is foolproof, and I hope you won't be sentimental.

But after seeing the weapon bag behind No. 8, he still nodded silently.

Pulling open the rear door, No. 8 lifted the tarp, and a man curled up in a very weird posture came into view.

The man closed his eyes tightly. He was relatively thin, but his skin was surprisingly white. A pair of sexy red underwear was extremely eye-catching.

"What the hell is this?" No. 8 showed a disgusted expression. "The news I received was that he came to accept the acting minister of the execution department. How many bribes did the top management of the Night Watch receive to select such a guy as the minister?"

"By the way...is his ability related to these underwear?" No. 8 is used to being sharp-tongued and mean-spirited.

"The target must be right, this is the person I picked up." Guan Yuan Ning said seriously.

No. 8 turned his head, smiled maliciously at Wan Yuan Ning, narrowed his eyes and said, "I said, you couldn't have made him look like this, no, no, no."

Before they finished speaking, a man's voice sounded in their headsets at the same time, "Hurry up, sir is still waiting."

"I know, I know." No. 8 responded in a hurry, and he heard the voice of No. 3. This man has always been the most thorough in carrying out his orders.

The two of them worked together to stuff Qian Mowen into a large duffel bag, then dragged the duffel bag away and all the way to the elevator.

Qian Mowen was woken up by the splash of water. When he opened his eyes in a daze, the scene in front of him made him confused.

I saw two women not far in front of him.

One seat and one stop.

And he was tied to a chair.

His eyes focused on the sitting woman. Although this woman looked ordinary, she had an aura about her. It was obvious that she was the leader of the group.

The woman is naturally Lin Wan'er, and at this moment, Guan Yuan Ning is standing next to her.

"What are you looking at? Tell me honestly!"

A scolding sound sounded, which frightened Qian Mowen. The sound almost rang in his ears. He looked subconsciously and saw a girl standing next to him.

The girl looked very cute, but her expression was very fierce. Qian Mowen stared at the girl's face. After a moment, his expression suddenly changed, "You...you are Crimson No. 8!"

Being recognized, the girl was not only not surprised, but also enjoyed it. The corners of her mouth raised, revealing two small tiger teeth, and she pretended to say: "You can't tell, you are a bit knowledgeable."

"Aren't you dead?" Qian Mowen was very frightened. "They all said that you were killed by the presiding judge."

"Fart!" No. 8 raised her pretty eyebrows.

Just when No. 8 grabbed Qian Mowen's neck and wanted to find out who started the rumor, he suddenly caught a glimpse of Lin Wan'er's cold face, and suddenly, his body shivered involuntarily.

The situation was quickly brought under control.

"Don't kill me. I am also following orders, and...and I have no grievances with you Crimson in the past, and we have no grievances in recent times. I am the head of the execution department, which is what the old guys in the family want. I actually don't want to!" Qian Mo Wen is a person who understands the importance of things. Face is of no use in the face of life and death. He just wants to survive now.

Lin Wan'er's voice was flat and cold, "If you want to live, you can. I'll ask and you answer. I have a way to judge whether what you say is true or false. If I find out that you told a lie..."

"You have saved me." Qian Mowen looked sad.

Lin Wan'er nodded, and Guan Yuaning, who was standing beside her, took out her notebook very skillfully and prepared to record it.

"Who did you come to Rongcheng with, what time, place of departure, and purpose?" Lin Wan'er spoke concisely and concisely, staring at Qian Mowen's face with a pair of narrow eyes, putting great pressure on him.

"I came with the president... no no, it's the president, the president, and the candle bearer. The three of us came together. The time... the time is today."

"They came to me. They were at a stronghold nearby our Qian family. It was quite sudden. I only rushed back after knowing the news. I had not been notified before."

"They first told me that they planned to make me the acting director of the execution department, and then they said that they would use my Qian family's influence in this area to let me go with them to a place first."

"I didn't know what they were going to do, and I didn't dare to ask. Finally, they came to an abandoned building in Rongcheng, and then the president fought with a guy..."

…

Qian Mowen acted very honestly, looking dejected and resigned to his fate.

Lin Wan'er asked many questions in succession, and the other party answered them all.

It can be seen that Lin Wan'er is very satisfied with Qian Mowen's attitude. Her posture has also changed from tight at the beginning to relaxed now. She is leaning on the back of the chair, like a lazy snake.

"You're a smart kid!" No. 8 bared her teeth and glared at Qian Mowen. Originally, she was expecting that this man was a tough guy and she would take care of him.

But now, the other party's attitude should not be too cooperative.

This made her very frustrated.

Lin Wan'er took the coffee from Guan Yuanning and took a sip. She lowered her eyes and asked very casually: "Elder Song from the Qian Family Law Enforcement Hall has close contact with the Night Watch. He has conveyed to the Night Watch more than once that he is about to be completely killed." The disciples of Corrosion participated in making plans for the outbreak of supernatural events in various places. Did you acquiesce in this matter? "

"Elder Song..." Qian Mowen looked suspicious and hesitated: "This... Lord Crimson, did you remember wrongly? There is no elder named Song in our Qian Family Law Enforcement Hall."

As soon as a discerning person hears this, he will know that there is a fraud involved. Don't ask if Lin Wan'er is trying to swindle money.

Yes, from the beginning to the end, Lin Wan'er had been doubting Qian Mowen's true identity and guessing the purpose of his appearance here at this time point.

Now, everyone is finally relieved.

Lin Wan'er nodded, put down the coffee cup gently, then quickly pulled out the pistol and pointed it at Qian Mowen's forehead. This was a very delicate pistol tied to his leg, but judging from the caliber, it was powerful enough to blast Qian Mowen away. Tian Ling Gai asked.

Qian Mowen was stunned when he saw this scene. After he realized what he was doing, he immediately shouted loudly and struggled violently, "What are you doing? As you just said, as long as I tell you the truth, you won't kill me!"

Lin Wan'er looked stern and said word by word: "The Qian family doesn't have a law enforcement hall at all."

As soon as he finished speaking, before Qian Mowen could defend himself, a gunshot rang out. It did not directly hit Qian Mowen's head, but inevitably, several large flowers of blood bloomed on Qian Mowen's chest.

The huge inertia directly knocked down Qian Mowen, who was tied to the chair behind his back. He was lying sideways in a pool of blood, his eyes wide open, staring at the ceiling with eyes fixed, and blood foam flowing from the corners of his mouth.

No. 8 blinked. The scene in front of her was so sudden that she didn't react at all.

Guan Yuanning breathed rapidly and stared at the corpse for a few seconds, then looked at Lin Wan'er, her chest heaving violently, "What is going on? Isn't he Qian Mowen?"

"No, we have already checked. He is not disguised. He is Qian Mowen, that's right. I have his photos in my database, and the birthmarks and three scars on his body can be matched. "No. 8 gasped and said that they had checked all of these and there were no problems, otherwise they would not have brought him back here at all.

Lin Wan'er put away her pistol, glanced at the corpse lightly, and said, "It's true that he is Qian Mowen, but only his body is. His spirit has been invaded. Now, he is just a walking corpse taking orders from others."

This was the first time Guan Yuanning had heard of such a thing, and she couldn't help but open her mouth, "Who, who has such a skill?"

Lin Wan'er turned to look at Guan Yuanning's face, "The current president of the Night Watch."

Although Wan Yuanning was once a member of the Night Watch, and even obtained A-level authorization, she still had not seen the true face of the president, let alone understood his abilities.

However, in the eyes of every new member of the Night Watch, the president is the kind of hero who has a righteous heart, can turn the tide from falling, and support the building from collapse.

But as the truth is revealed layer by layer, Wan Yuan Ning also gets a glimpse of the truth of this world.

She is a stubborn person. Even though she is in the Crimson camp now, this does not mean that she agrees with everything the Crimson people do, let alone thinks that they are good people.

Again, this is a bunch of lunatics.

But the top brass of the Night Watch are a bunch of devils.

"Kekeke..."

There was a strange sound, as if a dying person was unwilling to take his last breath. Lin Waner and others quickly turned around and looked at the corpse on the ground.

The corpse actually sat up from the ground in a daze, its eyes widened and it looked over blankly.

Before she could react, an illusory figure suddenly emerged from the right eye of the corpse. Almost instantly, it rushed into Lin Wan'er's eyes and disappeared immediately.

Qian Mowen's body also completed its task at this moment, fell straight down, and never moved again.

But the next scene was really hard to understand. As Qian Mowen died completely, Lin Waner's state also changed, and her whole person was shattered like a mirror.

Not only him, but also No. 8, Guan Yuaning, and the entire space were shattered.

It was still the same conference room, but at this moment, the man sitting on the sofa with his eyes closed finally opened his eyes, a pair of azure eyes emitting a strange luster.

Several people sitting opposite him also opened their eyes.

Everyone looked a little tired, after all, they had just woken up from a dream.

After No. 3 opened her eyes, she immediately looked at Lin Wan'er opposite and asked in a low voice: "Sir, are you okay?"

After receiving a positive answer, No. 3 was relieved. At this moment, his face was very pale. After all...it was really difficult to create a dream that could confuse a powerful person like the President of the Night Watch.

No. 3 took a deep breath and slowly exhaled, "Fortunately, there is a gentleman who is planning the plan, otherwise, today's matter will definitely be difficult to end."

Yes, after receiving the news from Jiangcheng, Lin Waner knew that this was definitely a conspiracy.

What happened next was much simpler. Qian Mowen was captured alive and this person would definitely have to be interrogated. However, for safety reasons, Lin Waner arranged all of this in No. 3's dream.

The moment he stepped into the conference room door, "Qian Mowen" was already in No. 3's dream.

Of course, this also includes the president who invaded Qian Mowen’s spirit.

The Lin Waner who spoke in the dream was disguised by No. 3. After all, he wanted to dominate the dream. As for the real Lin Waner, No. 3 disguised herself as a bouquet of flowers.

This is a dream he created, and he can do almost anything here.

"No. 3, you did a good job." Lin Wan'er cast an approving look at No. 3, "We successfully elicited the president's mental power, and as the dream shattered, we buried it all in the dream."

"Even if it doesn't hurt him seriously, it's enough to make him uncomfortable for a while."

No. 3 recalled the phantom rushing toward him and couldn't help but frown slightly, "Just a part of the mental power is so terrifying. If the president arrives in person, I am afraid that such a dream cannot last even one minute."

…

It was late at night, and after everything had settled, everyone went back to rest.

Perhaps due to exhaustion, No. 3 breathed evenly and soon fell asleep.

In his sleep, he dreamed about tonight's events again, especially the moment when the figure rushed towards him. The scene was blurry. But the strange thing was that Luo He couldn't see the figure's face clearly. He only remembered the other person's face. Eyes.

Little by little, Luo He looked into those eyes.

Loneliness, despair, sadness... countless similar emotions rushed towards him like a tide, swallowing him up.

He didn't feel pain, on the contrary, he only felt relief.

The cold moonlight outside the window cast an impartial light on No. 3's face.

I don't know how long it took, but a strange scene appeared. No. 3, who was sleeping, opened his eyes without warning. The blue pupil of his right eye suddenly turned over, revealing a silver eye.

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