The Last Chapter of the Volume: Pearl in the Night

"Brother! I wish you good luck~"

Fang Ran waved his hand and said with a bright smile on his face. Ye Sheng, who was angry because Ye Ya was not caught, gave him a cold look and could only follow him obediently. Meng Lang, who was preparing to be interrogated for a while, looked at Fang Ran. The same expression as the Chinese New Year.

It's as uncomfortable as being in a huge whirlpool of confusion and being fed shit.

Although I don’t know what happened to the night crow just now...

But the one in front of me must be my brother who is so fucked up! ! !

Looking at Meng Lang being taken away by Yesheng, Fangran stretched slowly, and then showed a 'broken' expression as if he suddenly remembered something.

"Brother Ai, I suddenly remembered that I still have something left in the boat. I have to take the first step!"

Fangran said to Si Ai, then turned around and ran towards the night pearl. Si Ai waved his hand at his back and leaned on the railing to enjoy the night.

...

...

High in the night sky, the air was blurry.

Night Crow, who was cut off by Ye Sheng's sword, reappeared, her long silver hair rising in the sea breeze. She floated high in the sky, looking at the night pearl on the sea below where the Jiaolong had carried out various rescue measures.

The huge hull was flooded in several places, and the sides of the ship were full of traces of shelling. The five-story cruise ship building was riddled with holes, from the interior to the bow deck and she was using Mobiu. The 'road' blasted out by Si, a big crater was made in the ground on the deck by the battle between Mog and Meng Lang. On the open-air deck where the carnival party was held, everywhere was charred by the spread of flames.

The original Pearl of the Night has experienced this night and has become what it is now.

Night Crow looked at it. The dark six rays were still sealed throughout the ship, but they were slowly dissipating.

Then he sighed softly, as if he didn't want to face a very troublesome thing, but sensing the position of the card handed to that person, Night Crow still flapped his dragon wings, avoiding everyone's sight, and faced downwards The night pearl flew down.

[Pull Card] is activated in front of her.

She was wearing an A-level night gear, and her figure in a pitch-black night gown went directly into the pitch-black round hole in front of her.

Weaving through the walls of the ship like a fish, she finally came to a room.

It is splendid, with bright lights, luxurious carpets, precious paintings, and various elegant and noble works of art in transparent glass cabinets. Every piece of furniture reveals their expensive and valuable price.

In the small room, various decorations are well-proportioned, giving off a noble but not vulgar aristocratic feeling.

And what's even more important is that after so many battles and chaos tonight, this room was not affected at all.

"well."

After seeing this room, the last hope in my heart that I had guessed wrong was shattered.

Night Crow slowly walked inside, and then saw a young man sitting at an afternoon tea table used by nobles, drinking an unknown black tea. Although he was wearing a dusty suit, half of his body was exposed. The collar brace is incompatible with the surroundings.

Seeing the dark figure that suddenly appeared and walked over, the young man was not surprised at all. He blinked his eyes, held up the tea cup to the silver-haired Night Crow and smiled, like a gentleman chatting up a beautiful woman, but his voice was clear and sweet.

"I thought you would come later..."

"Are you still going to look like this? I remember that I set it up so that you can untie it yourself."

Ye Ya looked at him and sighed. The young man smiled carelessly, raised the black tea cup and took a sip.

"It doesn't matter, I don't care. Since you haven't given up your disguise yet, wouldn't it be rude for me to take off my acting skills first?"

He said with a chuckle, then he looked at Night Crow in a dark dress and blinked:

"Still, I feel uncomfortable looking at myself and talking to myself."

well.

With a long sigh in his heart, Ye Crow... No, Fangran looked at 'himself' in front of him speechlessly, and then removed the effect of [Illusion Card].

The [Illusion Card] disappeared, and the disguised illusions on both of them dissipated at the same time.

The gender was reversed, and Fangran was still wearing the top-notch luxurious attire he wore at the ball. Because he used his magic energy to support the [shield] throughout the whole process, he did not get wet from the heavy rain.

And the other party is the same.

His long silver-gray hair is tied up in a beautiful and noble style. His bright silver evening dress outlines his slim figure. His snow-white, even pale shoulders and back neck are exposed to the air. His collarbones are sexy, and the shoulder blades on his back are like Butterfly taking off.

Silver-grey pupils, perfect and delicate appearance.

It's just that he no longer has that lovable little animal temperament.

"Why don't you sit down and have a cup of tea?"

Monica raised a charming smile on her lips and invited Fangran. Behind her, old man O'Brien, who was standing respectfully, slowly walked aside, pulled out a chair for Fangran, and made some black tea.

Looking at the old man with a silver beard at the ball who frightened him with his aura, Fangran twitched the corner of his mouth and then slowly sat down.

Oh my god, are you really so unlucky? !

Fangran silently recalled the first time he met Monica.

He was still a little surprised how he was so lucky to ask about the whereabouts of the brooch for the first time, and then caught a glimpse of the color in the other person's eyes.

There is a feeling that is somewhat similar to myself.

But thinking that it wouldn't be so unlucky, Fangran didn't see through the other person. When he learned that she was the granddaughter of the owner of the Night Pearl at the dance, Fangran was actually relieved when he was shocked and speechless and complained in a panic. .

It seems that the other party is still a girl who is loved by everyone. After all, she is not in a bad situation like hiding her personality as I guessed.

But now it seems...

The current situation is three times worse than he originally guessed...

"To be honest, I didn't expect you to be a participant."

Monica blew the hot black tea in the luxury enamel tea cup, her silver-gray pupils were lowered, her voice was slow and unhurried, with a noble and elegant touch and a charming smile on her lips. Mysterious and charming.

The most direct impact on Fangran was that Monica at this moment was just like another version of Ling.

"Each other."

"When did you see through me?"

Monica raised her head and looked at Fangran with curious silver-gray eyes.

"A normal girl wouldn't see a monster in a black cloak appear behind me and chase her out of the safe dance hall."

Fangran sighed softly and helplessly, raised his head and stared at Monica calmly in front of him, not saying that he was a little suspicious when they first met.

The two men took off their masks at the same time and had a direct showdown.

"Indeed, that's right."

Monica smiled softly, seemingly not caring about being accused of her mistakes.

"Brother Si Ai, were you hired?"

Fangran sat on the chair and looked at the ridiculously beautiful Mo Ni who had put aside her little animal disguise and put on a mature, mysterious, charming smile that made it difficult to guess what she was thinking. Ka, asked.

"Well, that's right. The only one who can fight against the participant is the participant, although I know he wants to steal the electromagnetic pulse data from me after the incident."

Monica explained casually, with a charming chuckle that didn't seem to care about the content.

"So you already knew what was going to happen tonight?"

Hearing the gentle tone of the other party, Fangran suddenly felt powerless. The person in front of him was the kind of person he was least good at dealing with.

"I know a lot of things, such as the female spy who has been collecting intelligence and trying to find out where the electromagnetic pulse data is. For example, you secretly boarded the ship from the stern last night in the early morning."

Monica put down the enamel tea cup in her hand, intertwined her hands, gently supported her chin, tilted her head and said with a charming smile to Fang Ran.

Under the brilliant light, her snow-white skin, especially the low neckline and the white bulge, made Fangran feel a little dazzled and looked away.

And Monica's smile became even more charming after seeing this scene.

"However, I did not expect that that force would use such a large force tonight. To be honest, it exceeded my expectations from the moment the storm rolled up."

Monica stared at Fangran with a smile. She, in a bright silver evening dress, and Fangran, in a suit and tie, were sitting on both sides of the table, like lovers having a conversation.

"Maybe they got the information about me on the Night Pearl. Even if they don't know who I am, as long as they are sure, they can sink the ship."

Fangran, who couldn't stand the other person's gaze, lowered his gaze and stopped looking at her, and then asked:

"Do you have any grudge against them?"

"Hate? That's not it."

Monica seemed to be enjoying the atmosphere at the moment and explained to Fang Ran almost answering every question.

"They just want the huge financial empire under my name Fiseld."

"Of course, it is also their purpose to kill most of the European nobles and some of your Chinese economic pillars, and plunge their places into chaos and economic recession."

Listening to these words that he couldn't understand at all from a distance, Fangran exhaled softly.

"Yeah, that's it."

Is this the root cause of tonight? It turns out that in addition to the electromagnetic pulse drawings and materials, the other party also has so many goals in mind.

"So thanks to you participants, my ball, my pearl of the night, has been completely ruined."

Monica raised the corners of her mouth and spoke forcefully to Fangran with an unknown meaning.

As soon as he heard what she said, Fangran opened his mouth immediately, not knowing how to answer her, but he knew that he couldn't afford to pay for it anyway.

"Well...you should go find those people..."

Fangran sighed and wanted to explain that he felt that talking to the woman he was least good at dealing with for so long was beyond his capabilities.

"Ah..."

"Do you know why this cruise ship is called the Pearl of the Night?"

But Monica suddenly laughed, and instead of continuing to tease Fangran, she asked.

Fangran was stunned, and Monica didn't seem to expect him to answer. She continued, gently twirling a strand of her hair with her right hand:

"Because this was a gift given to me by the previous owner of Fiseld, my father, when I was fifteen years old."

"So it's named after me."

Seeing Fangran stunned, she smiled, then sat up straight, her right hand elegantly and casually hooked the crystal hairpin that held her hair up, and untied the hairpin that she used to pretend she didn't actually like it. .

The long silver-gray hair fell down, the slightly raised snow-white chin and the curve of the corners of the mouth, the silver dress, and the bright jewelry brought out the temptation and elegance of the upper class, the top socialite, and even more intensely...

When she took off her tortoiseshell glasses, she seemed to have switched personalities. She had an aura of superiority that was far stronger than that of Old Man O'Brien at the previous dance!

Monica stood up, with a perfect smile under her silver-grey pupils, and looked at Fangran with a condescending smile.

"Reintroducing yourself,"

“Veronica·O”brien“

"This is mine and the name of Fiseld's current owner. Not many people know this name, so I hope you can remember it."