Abyss Express

[Part① Creed]

The four decided to split up.

Duran and Flavia are members of the Little Brotherhood. As VIP customers of the Falcon Gang, they went to the Office of Religious Affairs to scout the terrain and design escape routes.

According to the original plan, G117 and S272 bought a room for the Tyrannosaurus Warriors to go to the auction of old things, and it is best to be able to solve the mystery of the universal room.

It's smooth sailing for Xueming——

——When Andro learned that this vampire had returned to the camp of Tyrannosaurus Warriors, the black boss with a simple mind and well-developed limbs was ecstatic, and hugged his groom, Jie Luo, and kissed him madly.

To be honest, Xue Ming didn't know how to distinguish valuable cultural relics or valuable handicrafts.

—but Meteor knows this well.

All the antiques in Ayumi's house can be used as flower pots. The cultural relics and treasures I have seen since I was a child are almost as many as the museums in half a prefecture-level city.

They helped Andro buy many rooms, one of which was next to 1184, perhaps the secret of the universal room was hidden here.

Flavia and Duran run into a little trouble.

There is no other reason. Hasben Madison and Linker Link followed closely behind them, paying attention to their actions all the time.

Hasben's idea was very simple. After entering the Hall of Religious Affairs, he found a random place to sit down.

He thought to himself—since G117 has made it clear and refuses to disclose other clues, it is better to talk to these two [benefactors].

There are many ways to repay the favor. If the sisters had no criminal motive at all, why bother to serve their sentence in Hedland?

This single-minded Ranger warrior who only wants to get innocent people out of prison is the purest of nosy chivalrous demeanor.

But Mr. Link is different—

——This linker from District 33 is not a Morpho in the station system, nor is he a VIP.

Most of the office staff at the Royal Hedland Hotel were criminals.

He abandoned his real name and presented himself as [LinkMan·Linker].

Duran said before——

——she had sent a message outside the prison, reconnecting with the Fraticelli.

This [trustee] is to negotiate a price with the linker.

The chapel of the Royal Hedland Hotel is on the southwest side of the podium, next to the garden in the atrium.

It is located on the twenty-seventh floor of the hotel, and there are two sky gardens as the guide passage. Few people usually come to church to worship God. Most of the prisoners in the hotel believe in mad butterflies, and few of them are traditional Christians.

After Dulan and Flavia entered the church, they glanced at the confessional and the altar. Before they could sit down and listen to the old priest's chanting, Haspen had already moved to Ms. Duran's side.

"You don't seem like orthodox people. As far as I know, you are gray-robed monks of the Little Brotherhood."

The young guy cut to the chase and said in a low voice.

"G117 saved my life, she resembles my mother, ladies—does she owe you anything?"

Duran was still thinking about how to deal with this stunned young man.

Husband has already set out the conditions, and he is very serious and persistent.

"Duran and Sissy, I know you two, you are the black snake and white snake in District 48. You are the right-hand man of the big drug lord - I believe that G117 was deceived by you and used by you. She came here Prison is purely a coincidence, it's her wishful thinking, I want to send her out, let's make a price."

Duran burst out laughing suddenly.

Flavia was even more dumbfounded, not knowing what to say.

"Hey! ~ Duran! This guy is so weird!"

When facing the strange spiritual pressure of the two Morpho units, Husband still did not evade, sitting beside Duran and whispered: "You bloody drug dealers, although I don't know what method you used, but G117 is by no means that The kind of criminal who is in the same league as you."

Duran squinted, looked at Hasben with his head up and his chest up and tilted his head: "Little friend, you sit in the church and talk nonsense, slandering people's innocence out of thin air, you will go to hell."

"Make a price? Make a price!" Flavia said excitedly: "He asked us to make a price just now! It seems that G117 is our number one oiran! He wants to redeem this innocent and helpless girl! What a he Mom is interesting!"

Husband Madison blushed, and for a moment did not know how to respond.

Flavia was aggressive: "You just said that G117 is very similar to your mother? Could it be that you have an Oedipus complex? Hehehehe!"

Husband yelled furiously: "Criminal! What nonsense are you talking about!"

"If it weren't for your good looks." Flavia's face turned stern in an instant. She called out for Soul Might, and a black long-haired monster lingered beside her, spitting red blood at this lifeless young man. Letter: "I've already killed you."

When faced with death threats, Husband suddenly faltered.

Because this crazy woman doesn't seem to be joking.

Flavia and Duran stood up, they didn't care about life and death at all, and became desperadoes on the streets.

Flavia put it this way: "How much time will be added for killing you? It doesn't make any difference to us."

Duran then woke up Hasben: "Young man, you don't even know what level of criminals you are facing—we have to be shot hundreds of times to pay for our sins, why do you think we can continue to live?" In Hedland? In repentance?"

Flavia: "Take your little life, it's a debt you don't have to worry about."

"How is it possible?" Haspen's eyes were out of focus, as if he couldn't understand the wild words that came out of the gray-robed monks' mouths.

He was too naive, too naive. He didn't understand Hedland's rules of survival at all, nor did he understand the rules of survival in District 11.

Only those who live in prison are strong, this is the creed and iron law in the steel jungle.

For the warden and the BOSS, when a prisoner is worthless, all stolen money is recovered, all nepotism networks are uprooted, and all gangsters are liquidated, the prisoner must die.

Criminals at the level of Duran and Flavia are the backbone of the drug cartel. Even if they kill a few criminals by mistake in Hedland, they will not be held accountable. Because their value is much higher than other felons.

The grievances and entanglements in the prison will also lead to fights between the Little Brotherhood and other gangs-it is dog-eat-dog between the Mad Butterfly Sacred Church.

The more trouble these super VIPs make in the prison, the more stable the security of the Transportation Department and the trade transfer station will be. From the military, police and soldiers to the security and militia, everyone can sit down and eat melons, read the newspaper every day, and see how many poor people in the blood butterfly camp have died because of hatred and hatred.

What Husband said just now was like an unarmed baby threatening a fully armed soldier.

"Little brother, if you want to live a few more years, don't meddle in your own business." Flavia persuaded with kindness and kindness, "I see that you have already become a feather at such a young age——should be a bright future." Caijun, there is nothing to talk about between us, you are officers and soldiers, and I am a bandit."

Dulan: "But you want to use money to buy the bandits and ask the bandits to do things for you, aren't you really ashamed?"

[Part ② Specialty]

These words almost defeated Hasbun's inner defense. He was only one step away from suspecting that his life had turned black on the spot.

Link stepped forward at the right time and pulled Haspen's arm, but told the young man to break free.

After a long, long time, Haspen stared at the two women angrily, and finally left resentfully.

Old Man Link whispered his instructions, and said to Hasben.

"I'm sorry, I accidentally overheard your conversation - I think what Ms. Duran said is very reasonable. You have also seen the performance of the female prisoner G117 in the ring, right?"

Husband turned around and yelled, "She saved my life! She's a good person! I won't doubt her! Do you think I'm wrong?"

Link quickly put on a frightened look: "No, no, I didn't doubt what you mean, but the world is not black and white, sir—criminals can save people, and criminals can also be good people. The Calamity Beast can even control its own body, change the nervous structure, change the expression of hormones, and change the mood and temperament."

Husband glanced at Duran, then at Flavia.

Finally he looked at the icon of Jesus, said nothing more, and went straight to the church door.

When Leng Touqing, who was in the way, left, Sister Duran and Mr. Link talked about riddles in a low voice.

"Is the pigeon from the pet store okay?"

[Is the Little Brotherhood informant okay? ]

Link replied in a low voice, "Originally there were six of them, but two flew away."

[Four were captured, but two escaped from District Eleven. ]

Dulan: "Which pigeon farm did you buy it from? Compared with the meat pigeons from my hometown, how does it taste?"

[Platform zero in which area? Is it reliable? How long will it take to return to District 48? ]

Link smiled and replied, "Please rest assured. At the wedding banquet, you will be seated at Table 41, and all the snacks and sauces will be prepared."

[Platform zero in District 41 is full of smart ghosts with quick legs and feet. At the wedding of Gerald and Terina, you can open the meal cover according to the original plan, get the corresponding prison escape props, and then start the prison escape plan. ]

Dulan nodded contentedly, and then looked at Link with scrutiny.

"Good job, prepare all the meals, I will not treat you badly."

Link: "It's an honor to serve the Little Brotherhood."

At this moment, Link said something more serious.

"He's angry, Ms. Duran."

Duran: "Why?"

What happened next cannot be explained in code words.

Mr. Link took out the Bible and opened the title page in the direction of the altar, deliberately avoiding the eyes and ears of the old priest and avoiding surveillance.

The title page is densely packed with sad news from the Little Brotherhood.

[My dear Duran and Flavia, you lost Red Mountain Stone and FE204863—and went to jail, and lived half a year of fairy life in Hedland. ]

[The Godfather is very concerned about this matter, and strongly suspects that you have long betrayed the Little Brotherhood—if you want to prove your innocence, you must bring an offering back. As for what this offering is, you can decide for yourself. ]

[Because of you, the Little Brotherhood lost three morpho butterflies, as well as H16T hallucinogens worth 610,000 pyroxene coins. ]

[In the perfumer's store, Flavia is not on the job, and the production capacity of the entire assembly line has been reduced by 30% in the past six months. ]

[Do you know how much the Godfather misses you? He can't wait to chop off your legs, tie them up in the drug production workshop, and provide enough stimulants every day to ensure your work progress. ]

[The end of the year is approaching, and the third and fourth quarter financial reports of this year are very ugly. When the godfather gave out red envelopes, how did he explain it to the other members of the Little Brotherhood? ]

[As for the Red Mountain Stone, the Patriarch didn’t blame it—but the gifts you prepare must be sincere and rich, so that more than two thousand brothers from the Little Brotherhood can see them and nod in praise Only the best will do. ]

[Otherwise, ladies, you'll have to brace yourself. ]

Mr. Link immediately closed the Bible, his eyes were ambiguous and his face was smiling.

"I've said everything I need to say. I wish you both good health."

When Link leaves——

——Duran held Flavia's hand tightly, sweating all over his head.

The Patriarch of the Brotherhood has always been a haunting shadow for the sisters.

The real identity of this terrifying man is a mystery. He has never seen people with his true face, but relies on his agent to handle affairs. He acts viciously and sinfully.

If Flavia wanted to kill someone just because she met a Korean woman with a good-looking face after plastic surgery on the plane, this kind of lunatic can find an excuse to harm someone and find the exact logic to execute the crime.

So what did the ancestors do?

He wants Flavia to make drugs, and there are various types of soft and hard drugs, from neurotransmitters to traditional white noodles, which are colorful——

——He is a shrewd businessman, and he is an outstanding criminal genius if he wants to sell these invisible demon potions.

The reason why Duran and Flavia said—the crimes on their bodies could not be paid for by shooting hundreds of times.

Most of the potions that send people into the palace of happiness are made by Flavia.

As an accomplice, Duran used the ability of the timeline to escort the drug lord.

They have killed countless people--men and women, parents and children, the innocent, or the self-inflicted.

No matter how powerful Morpho is, no matter how strong willpower is, he can't stand against the corrosion of poison.

They knew very well what they had done, and working for the Fraternity was a heinous crime, and nothing good would come of it.

"Duran." Flavia whispered to her lover, "Are we really going to fight against the Godfather?"

Duran rolled his eyes: "Otherwise?"

Flavia went on to say: "Everything about us, strength and wealth, the body of the blood and the glory and wealth, are all given to us by the ancestors."

Duran: "No, Flavia, you are wrong, these things were not given by the patriarch, they were bought by living people who turned into dust and bones after taking drugs, and exchanged their essence. "

Flavia froze as if struck by lightning when she heard these words.

The so-called power, the so-called wealth.

It was all an excuse made by Flavia——

——The pair of sisters have been living under the terrifying shadow of the Godfather.

The old priest on the stage finally finished singing, holding a gift box, and handing it to Duran.

This is also the sixth box and sixth gift that Miss Duran has received in the past six months, as a reward for devout believers.

Duran kept silent, took Flavia to the arcade of the church and walked around, saw the structure of the outer wall, and hurried back to the room with the box in his arms.

Holding her breath, she opened the lid, and inside was a severed hand, a lizard-like toe claw, and a sharp steel awl that was tempered and turned blue.

The attached paper is a letter of condolence from the Patriarch.

"My daughters, this is the sixth assassin who has come to kill you."

"These are the mongrel green-haired lizards of the Star Warbands. They don't want my lovely Flavia back in her warm home. After all, I sell and they sell. The more I sell, the more they sell." a little less."

"I care about you and love you so much. No matter what others say, I believe in you, and you can feel it. My father is like a silent and powerful God, watching you all the time."

"The hand in front of you is the undeniable proof of my father's love."

"I hope that, as you said, it will bring me some surprises when I return to platform zero."

"He's looking at me." Flavia was almost too frightened to breathe: "He's in this prison"

"Don't panic, dear." Duran stroked his lover's chin: "Don't panic. He's bluffing. This old monster's favorite thing to do is to deceive people."

Then Duran lowered his head and kissed his lover's earlobe.

"The more afraid you are, the more proud he is."

"These gift boxes were sent by him to intimidate us, to win us over and make us obedient."

"Flavia, we can't live like this."

"He is not in this prison. If he has the ability, we talked so much with Hasben Madison just now, he should understand immediately and threaten us with this matter immediately."

"The boy was a military policeman at the station, after all—almost everyone in the jail knows about it."

"It will take time for the news to spread to the 48th District. The letter in this box, from the traces of ink, is already a few days ago."

"He never said he was in prison at all - it gives you the illusion that he is in prison all the time."

"Sissy, don't be afraid."

"Sooner or later, he will know that there is a more ruthless and powerful demon king than him, who will surprise him."

"Don't worry, he'll just be dust and bone, the same people we killed."