Chapter 65 Chapter 65 (Part 2)
After Lansing left, the little mermaid returned home.
As soon as I walked to the door, I saw Dad, 09 and the kids waiting there.
When they saw him coming back, the little dragon and the little fox were the first to rush up, one hugging his arm and the other hugging his leg.
The little dragon raised his head and shouted: "If that bad guy dares to come to you next time, we will beat him out."
"That's right!" the little fox echoed, "There are so many of us! We'll beat him till he's missing his teeth!"
The two cubs were very aggressive. Ruan Jiao, who was always slow to react, looked at him for a while, then walked up slowly and hugged the other arm of the little mermaid like them, mumbling incoherently: "Brother...Brother, hug me."
The whiskers on the cub's forehead drooped and swayed slightly, as if it could sense his emotions.
The little dragon cub who was originally yelling about beating up the bad guys was startled and his attention immediately shifted: "Brother, it was you who yelled first! I win!"
"I didn't call you." The little fox was very dissatisfied: "You don't win."
The little mermaid pursed her lips and smiled, and was accompanied back home by the noisy cubs.
Having solved a big problem, the little mermaid slept very soundly that night.
A large imitation shell bed was placed at the bottom of the clear pool. The beautiful little mermaid was sleeping with her body curled into a semicircle, hugging her tail, and her light blue translucent ear fins opening and closing.
Two rubber ducks float peacefully on the calm water.
Rong Heng stood by the pool and watched him for a while before he nimbly jumped down from the second-floor balcony.
He went first to the Fita estate.
Mori had received his message long ago and was already waiting in the living room.
"Have you found out everything?" Rong Heng went straight to the point, not wanting to waste time.
"We have found out part of the information. The middle-aged man is called Wright Lipian. He is the son of Berman, the great elder of the mermaid tribe. Because he is the youngest, he has always been favored by Berman. But he is a playboy. He is over 30 years old and has not achieved anything. He can only rely on Berman to pave the way for him. This time he followed Lansing to B3024 planet, probably for gold plating. He and Lansing Lipian are cousins. Lansing is the only son of the chief of the mermaid tribe, but because he has received strict training since he was a child, he has almost never appeared in public. Lansing has been regarded as the son of God since he was born. He is the next successor of the mermaid tribe and the next governor of the planet Sijialan."
The Galactic Empire has nine administrative regions, spanning 24 star systems and more than 300 habitable planets. The local culture on each habitable planet is different, and the management system is also different. But since the establishment of the Galactic Empire, the nine administrative regions have recognized Sikkim as the capital planet and respected the emperor of the empire. The highest administrators or rulers of other planets have been granted the title of governor.
The governors of the Sijialan planet have all been the chiefs of the mermaid tribe. It is said that the son who inherited the position of chief was born with a power strong enough to make all the tribe members submit.
"But according to the laboratory that Ruan Yuebai described, this generation of Holy Sons is obviously not very good." Rong Heng sneered.
If they really had such a powerful force, the mermaids wouldn't have set up a secret laboratory to create countless identical test subjects. It was simply that something went wrong with the Son of the Mermaids, so they created countless copies to make up for it.
Even Lansing was introduced as an experimental subject in the end.
"But there is one thing that is a little strange." Mori said: "According to the information we have found, whether it is the leader of the mermaid tribe or other elders of the mermaid tribe, they all sincerely protect Lansing, the holy son, and have high hopes for him. People like Bellman who protect his shortcomings always scold Wright when Wright repeatedly makes Lansing unhappy, and try their best to push Wright to Lansing, his cousin, and he does not seem to be dissatisfied with Lansing. Logically speaking, Lansing is just a selected experimental subject. I don't think those aquatic people with eyes on the top of their heads will truly support an artificial mermaid."
It would be fine if there were only one or two, but even the mermaid leader is the same.
This is where it gets really confusing.
"We can investigate these things later." Rong Heng said, "Where are they now?"
"The two are currently staying at the estate of a wealthy businessman in the inner city. However, the relationship between Wright and Lansing, the cousins, is obviously not good. Wright rarely returns to the estate. He spends more time hanging out in the brothels in the inner city."
"I understand." Rong Heng nodded, turned around and left: "You continue to watch."
Having said that, the man disappeared into the living room again.
Hiding his tracks in the shadows, Rong Heng successfully sneaked into the inner city and found the manor that Morrie mentioned.
He came here with the intention of warning Lansing, but the current situation temporarily changed his mind. Hidden in the shadows, he watched the show leisurely.
In the courtyard, Wright, who was drunk, stared with an arrogant look: "Ha, I finally caught you with my hands, right?"
"You found a test subject that had escaped but didn't report it. If the clan leader and my father knew about it, you would be in big trouble."
"What experimental subject?" Lansing asked indifferently.
"The mermaid in the repair shop. Don't think I don't know your troubles. If the tribe leader hadn't spent so much effort to create a suitable body for you, you would be a sickly person now. What can you use to fight with me?" Wright smiled proudly: "I saw everything today. You have a good relationship with that experimental subject, right? You want to protect him and don't want him to die?"
He raised his brain and said with a malicious smile: "Why don't I help you make a choice? You go and kill him now, or I will contact the tribe leader and tell him everything here."
"Did you see what happened this afternoon?" No matter how Wright provoked him, Lansing remained calm.
Wright hated his pretentious look and said through gritted teeth, "Of course, I also recorded the video. Do you want to see it?"
"Bellman, that old fox, actually raised a fool like you." Lansing sneered contemptuously and slowly took out the blaster: "But you are right, he deserves to be killed."
"Go ahead and kill the subject yourself." Wright smiled proudly, but the next second, his smile froze on his face.
The blaster was pointed at his head, and Lansing's smile grew wider: "But the person who should be killed is not 047, but you."
After saying that, the next second, he pulled the trigger.
The high-temperature energy beam exploded Wright's head, and the scene was extremely bloody.
Lansing bent down nonchalantly and picked up Wright's blood-stained computer, found the video archive and deleted it, then pulled out the built-in identity card and shot the computer to pieces with another shot.
The movement in the courtyard finally alarmed the owner of the manor.
The person who came out to check was a middle-aged man with a beard. His silk pajamas wrapped around his bloated and fat body made him look extremely funny.
Looking at the head-blasted corpse on the ground and the young man standing leisurely in the courtyard, his lips trembled for a long time before he uttered a complete sentence: "Master Li, Master Libian, I, I didn't see anything."
Lansing looked at him with a smile, and without waiting for him to escape, he shot him dead without hesitation.
He walked over to the other's body and whispered, "I'm sorry, I think the dead can keep secrets better."
Then he entered the manor ahead of time, found the remaining people in the manor, and killed them one by one.
When he returned to the courtyard, he had already changed into another clean suit. He glanced at the place where Rong Heng was hiding and said loudly, "Dear guest, how long are you going to watch?"
Rong Heng walked out from his hiding place and glanced at the corpse on the ground: "Those brainless fish actually raised a vicious wolf like you."
It's really interesting.
Lansing was a little surprised to see him: "This inconspicuous garbage planet is full of hidden talents. I didn't expect that the former crown prince of the empire would be here."
He deliberately emphasized the word "front" and spoke in a mocking tone.
"I'm not here to argue with you." Rong Heng ignored his sarcasm, stared at the crushed AI, and changed his initial plan: "The enemy of my enemy is my friend. Since we all have a common enemy, why not do business with him?"
Lansing was very interested: "I'd like to hear the details."
The two talked in the courtyard for a long time, and then Rong Heng left, and a big fire broke out in the manor, burning all traces left from last night.
The fire in the inner city caused quite a stir, and even the outer city heard the news.
"It is said that the fire was so big that it burned for five hours before it was put out by an emergency fire-fighting robot." Xiong Yuanyuan spit out the news she had heard.
"It seems that some important person was burned to death. Now the entire inner city's guards have been mobilized to search for the arsonist. I estimate that after the inner city is searched, they will move to the outer city."
"I don't know if it will affect us." Xiong Fangfang said worriedly.
The residents of the outer city didn't care much about what happened in the inner city. The fire and the nobles who died in it were just fresh news to them, more of a topic for after-dinner talk. But once the inner city increased its manpower to conduct a search, it would likely affect the daily life of the outer city.
"Even if they're searching for the arsonist, it'll only be for a while. Just stay out of trouble for a few days."
Ruan Shiqing spoke while concentrating on the work at hand.
——He is concentrating on lubricating and maintaining the joints of the little robot.
The little golden robot sat comfortably on a small stool, holding the lubricant it needed for maintenance in its hand.
And someone who knew the situation was lying on a lounge chair next to them, squinting his eyes and basking in the sun leisurely.