Chapter 195

It's just that the direction he was heading was not the Bandai Civilian Security Company.

Chapter 229 Life is meaningless

When the long-range shooting of the Holy Son failed, Tina's nominal promoter, Ayn Rand, called immediately to express his concern and gave the little girl heartfelt encouragement... something.

That was of course impossible.

"Tina Sprunt, I'm disappointed with your failure."

Cold words without any emotion came from the other end of the phone.

There were no words of concern, no condolences, and no so-called encouragement.

There were only harsh criticisms and questions about subordinates who did not do their job well.

After all, if Ayn Rand was really such a loving and kind person, he would not have performed human body transformation on the cursed child from the beginning.

Due to the regenerative ability of the cursed child, the wound caused by the transformation operation usually heals halfway through.

Therefore, only iron-made metal instruments can be used to cut the flesh and inhibit regeneration.

- Not to mention that due to their physical constitution, most of the cursed children have a certain resistance to anesthetics.

How many children never get off the operating table after being put on the operating table, and how many wake up in the middle of the operation, just thinking about it makes my scalp numb.

"... Sorry, Master."

"And remember, your body is the result of my technology. If you are likely to be captured by others, you must end your life before that."

For him, the young girl named Tina Sprunt is just a handy tool.

Will you feel bad about the loss of tools?

The answer is of course not.

Not to mention that if this tool becomes less useful, it may even expose your craftsmanship to others.

Timely destruction is naturally the best choice.

After leaving such a sentence, Ayn Rand hung up the phone without hesitation.

"Hey, hey!"

In the old apartment, a strange voice suddenly sounded from the entrance of the door.

"Mr. Blood Riot, please keep quiet."

Even if she didn't look back, Tina knew who the person behind her was.

"Since you know it's me, how about taking the gun back first?" Lin Qiao pointed at the pistol in her hand that was pointed at her.

".....I know."

Tina calmly put the pistol on the ground.

Although she didn't know how the other party appeared until now, and she was not used to getting along with this person, he was indeed her teammate.

——If he hadn't helped her stop the human-shaped firecracker last night, I'm afraid her ending would be extremely bleak.

Lin Qiao sat opposite Tina very familiarly, and her eyes fell on Tina who was busy and focused with her head down.

"It seems that you have locked yourself up here for a whole day."

There was only a slightly faded round tea table between the two of them.

The blonde girl sat cross-legged in front of the slightly faded tea table.

The disassembled spherical mechanical body was placed on the table, and the small screw parts were neatly placed aside.

There were also two screwdrivers of different models next to her.

"I'm just doing necessary maintenance on Senfeld."

There was a sense of indifference in her tone that kept people at a distance.

In her opinion, the reason for the mistake last night was probably that the rain affected the calculation ability of the Senfeld.

Although Senfeld had already taken countermeasures to deal with various weather conditions during the development.

Theoretically, as long as the weather is not too extreme, that level of light rain will not affect its effectiveness...

But since it has happened, she can only disassemble it for inspection and prepare for the next assassination.

"But is it really okay for you to do this? You won't find a few extra parts while pretending, right?"

Lin Qiao put one hand on the light brown round coffee table and supported her head with the other hand.

Because it is still daytime, Tina once again became the sleepy girl with half-open eyes.

In a sense, for her who is used to acting at night, this is equivalent to working late at night.

"Don't worry, I'm very familiar with Senfeld, and I've taken caffeine in advance, which can ensure that I'll be energetic for a while."

Although her half-open eyes and weak tone of voice made people feel that her words were not convincing, the skillful movements of her hands seemed to have been done countless times.

After a while, a mechanical sphere was assembled.

Buzz~

She controlled the assembled Senfeld to fly around the apartment twice, and the sound of mechanical vibration was like some insect flapping its wings at high speed.

After confirming that it was correct, she put it back into the box specially used for collection, and then breathed a sigh of relief.

Before Lin Qiao came, she had already debugged the other ones, and the one just now was the last one.

The good news is that everything is normal and there is no damage.

The bad news is that if there is no problem with Senfeld, it can only mean that it is her problem.

The white plastic can containing caffeine was placed a little further away.

"..."

Lin Qiao picked it up and took a look. It seemed that there was only one-third of the depth when it was full...I remember that when I looked at it last time, there was nearly half of it.

If the cursed child didn't have a strong physique, an ordinary person would have had health problems long ago after eating like this.

"There's no need to work so hard, right? There's no benefit to having money, but you still have to squeeze yourself so hard... This can't be said to be a scam, but just pure internal friction."

"Because it's the master's order."

"Hmm~ That doesn't sound like a reliable reason."

Lin Qiao made a sound of interest, then simply lay back.

"He's not with you, so you don't have to worry about fishing occasionally, right? He can't jump out along the phone line anyway."

"..."

Tina paused in packing the work box, but quickly continued.

"I can't remember what my parents look like..." Tina said calmly.

"Everything I have is given by my master. I can't think of any other meaning besides fighting."

Slowly, he put all the tools on the table back into the tool box.

She had also been brainwashed since childhood and used as consumables. Her expression reminded Lin Qiao of Yi Bingru whom she met in the previous world.

"But forcibly labeling a person's life is the biggest meaninglessness in itself. After all, survival does not require meaning at all, right?"

"Maybe, but unlike Mr. Blood Riot, who is free and undisciplined, I can't think of any other way out for myself, so I can only continue like this."

But from a certain perspective, the other person's spontaneity and looseness were also what she wanted.

Having been taught this way by Ayn Rand for a long time, coupled with her young age and lack of understanding of the world, Tina was unable to even have the idea of ​​resistance.

In other words, even if she is born, she will be forced to stop by her thoughts that she is 'useless except for killing people' and 'no one will accept her'.

It was clear that the other side was far away at the other end of the ocean, but the invisible collar seemed to span thousands of kilometers and was tightly wrapped around the girl's neck.

"Speaking of which, Mr. Blood Riot would be better off paying attention. President Qi Wu is not someone who treats his failed subordinates well."

He warned Lin Qiao, who was lying on the tatami facing the ceiling.

Originally, a poor child like Tina, who was only responsible for working, did not deserve to know about her employer...

However, before yesterday's assassination, Lin Qiao used a walkie-talkie to harass her ears all day long.

Then he sold Qi Wu Xuanzong smoothly... Tina didn't even know whether he did it on purpose or accidentally.

"Well, in fact, I was called out by that old guy to hold me accountable this time."

"..."

There was an expression on Tina's pretty face that Slinqiao had never seen before... Your attitude is not like being scolded.

Lin Qiao turned over and got up from the tatami, thinking about Tina's invitation: "Anyway, you won't be able to do it for a while, so just come with me."

She needs personal experience more than verbal education.

"Eh? But..."

"Let's go, just treat it as a work between Party A and Party B. You don't need to do anything, just listen."

Without giving Tina a chance to refute, she took out her smoke gun, sealed the smoke and left.

Chapter 230 Cooperation with Wuxiang Society

Inside the embassy receiving foreign guests

Although they were the same country in the past, Qiwu Xuanzong, the ruler of the Osaka region, was obviously classified as a foreign guest.

And this is where Qi Wu Xuanzong and a group of bodyguards and entourage stayed after the meeting.

In the spacious room that can be described as magnificent, the dictatorial tyrant of the Osaka region sat on his seat calmly.

Behind him were four bodyguards wearing black suits and black sunglasses.

"How dare you appear in front of me, Blood Riot."

Saying this, Qi Wu Xuanzong's face was filled with an expression of displeasure, showing that his mood at this time was not good at all.

"Didn't you ask me to come? Otherwise, do you think I am happy?"

Lin Qiao waved her hand, then moved a chair and sat there by herself.

"That's why I'm surprised that even though the mission failed, you can still act so shamelessly."

"Then shall I leave?"

"...."

Qi Wu Xuanzong's wrinkled old face twitched, and the muscles on his face seemed a little stiff.

"The assassination of the Holy Emperor failed, do you have anything to say?"

"Remember not to outsource important projects in the future... If you have enough money, you can give it to me."

"..."

Qi Wu Xuanzong's face became more and more ugly.

It’s the bastard in front of me who doesn’t show any respect at all!

Or is this the sincerity unique to aliens?

"Tell me why I didn't kill the Holy Emperor."

"Because the mission failed."

“That’s why I’m asking you why the mission failed!?

"Because I didn't kill the Holy Emperor."