Sir Chen, your wife is missing!

"Feel sorry……"

"It's okay. I'm the one who should apologize. You've already resigned, and you're being dragged into the vortex of Londinium. There's nothing we can do now, we can only face it. Rhodes Island will remember your efforts, and you can trust Rhodes Island with confidence."

The slightly ambiguous atmosphere between the two made Feng Tiancheng, who was left aside, discover something fishy.

His daughter can do without her father, but she will never let the woman she loves get into trouble. In order to achieve the goal, it is okay to abandon morality and bottom line appropriately. Morality and bottom line cannot be converted into cash, cannot be eaten, and cannot be exchanged for food, water and warm campfire.

Such vain and useless things should have been completely discarded long ago.

"In that case...Xiaoyu, don't worry about my father being ruthless."

Feng Tiancheng took out a stolen Victorian folding saber from his prison uniform pocket, pressed the switch, and the sharp blade popped out from the handle, flashing a cold silver light without any emotion. The young woman named Kal'tsit was right next to him, and he held her hostage without much effort, pointing the knife at her throat.

People who are at the end of their rope must ensure their survival by constantly hurting others.

"Feng Tiancheng, you idiot...what on earth do you want to do?"

Feng Qingyu's breathing almost stopped.

No matter how strong Kal'tsit is, the throat is the most vulnerable part of the human body, and getting cut is no fun. No one expected that Feng Tiancheng would be so crazy as to hold Kal'tsit hostage as a bargaining chip to threaten others.

If I had agreed to this bastard's request or killed him with a knife, perhaps there wouldn't be so many difficult to deal with troubles.

So annoying.

I'm getting so annoyed.

Rage rolled in her chest, and unprecedented killing intent was boiling. She glared at her father, her bloodshot pupils almost bursting her eye sockets, her pale cheeks flushed red, her bulging veins trembled slightly, and her hand holding the sword was so hard that her knuckles turned white.

She began to seriously consider from which angle to kill Feng Tiancheng, so that this damned old villain could go to hell with his rotten life. If there was someone around to cooperate with her to attack from behind, things would be much more convenient.

Unfortunately, Surtur and Yaye were not there, as they had a mission assigned by Rhodes Island. The operators on the aircraft were also holding their breath, not daring to act rashly. They were too conspicuous, and they were worried that taking a step would anger the madman who held Kal'tsit hostage.

If Feng Tiancheng accidentally let his hands shake and cut his throat, Kal'tsit would probably be dead.

The atmosphere suddenly became anxious.

Feng Tiancheng showed a mean and sinister smile. He thought he had succeeded and had complete control over the situation and his daughter.

"Xiao Yu...be obedient, be obedient, take daddy away from Victoria. Let's leave this damn place together. Daddy promises you that he will turn over a new leaf and be a good person in the future...your mother in heaven definitely doesn't want to see you become like this, right?"

Whenever this person spoke in a tone that he thought was gentle, Feng Qingyu would get goose bumps all over her body. Suddenly, she remembered that she had a special ability that could temporarily copy other people's skills and borrow them.

The last person to come into physical contact with must be Kal'tsit. It's absolutely no problem to be a pirated mon3tr and launch a surprise attack. Maybe the power is not as strong as the original one, but it is enough to distract Feng Tiancheng.

First, she had to ask some questions to delay time so that her skills could be fully charged.

The housekeeper once suspected that Feng Qingyu's mother was killed by Feng Tiancheng, but he had no evidence. The doctor said it was heart failure. Before the housekeeper could investigate further, Feng Tiancheng hastily cremated the body and buried the ashes, making this an unsolved mystery for the Feng family.

Only Feng Tian himself knows the truth about this matter.

She must trick this man into telling the truth.

"Tell me honestly... did you have anything to do with Mom's death? If you don't tell me, you won't get any benefit at all. If you sincerely repent, I will give you a chance. I hope you won't be ungrateful."

Feng Qingyu carefully observed Feng Tiancheng's emotions, and was extremely nervous. As long as Kal'tsit was still in his hands, his tense nerves could not relax for a moment. Although Kal'tsit wanted to fight back immediately, considering that Feng Qingyu still had something to ask, she had to pretend to be weak first, so as not to ruin the plan of interrogation.

The key to the matter still lies with Feng Tiancheng.

"This matter...Xiao Yu, please don't blame me. Otherwise, I will accidentally... kill your woman..."

Feng Tiancheng's brown eyes rolled around a few times, he looked panicked, and his hand holding the knife was shaking.

"You said, I don't blame you."

In front of everyone, Feng Qingyu threw the weapon in his hand aside. It was a distance that could not be reached immediately, and it would take some time to grab the weapon and fight back. Seeing this, Feng Tiancheng was relieved.

"Actually... it was that woman who gave me the advice... She told me that your mother was dying and would die of various diseases sooner or later... She was a doctor in that hospital, so... she tampered with the IV fluids behind my back..."

65. Target, Londinium!

Feng Qingyu couldn't help but feel his scalp tingling as he listened to Feng Tiancheng's story.

He allowed his affair partner to kill his first wife, and he had no feelings of guilt or remorse, and when he had to be honest, he put all the blame on the other person...

This man is beyond redemption. His body and soul are corrupted, and his continued presence in the world is a scourge.

"Go on, tell me everything you know. Since you want to use my power to leave Victoria, you must at least have trust and honesty. That woman... where is she now?"

She suppressed the discomfort in her heart and held Qingxiao tightly in her hand.

It will take some time to construct the ritual, and we need to get more information from this guy, such as the current whereabouts of the woman who killed my mother.

Things have evolved into a classic drama of revenge, and Feng Qingyu has never been vague.

When gang members died in fights or intrigues, she would find out who was behind it and seek revenge. Now it was her own blood relative who died, and although she had never met him, it was not her style to let him get away with it.

"I... I just heard from others... They are now in Londinium. It is said that they live in the Emperor District of Londinium. Because the cost of living in Xiosta is too high, they have real estate in Londinium, which at least saves them the cost of accommodation... Anyway, those things were done by that woman. She forced me to do it..."

"That's enough. I don't want to hear the rest."

There is no need to know the rest. As long as you know the other party's location, you can settle the rest in Londinium.

After the skill power required to deploy the summons was fully charged, Feng Qingyu began to look for a suitable landing point nearby for the summons, and slowly moved forward to shorten the distance between her and Feng Tiancheng. If Feng Tiancheng really wanted to hurt Kal'tsit, she could intercept him in time.

Feng Qingyu was still rehearsing in her mind how to stab Feng Tiancheng in the throat and kill him cleanly and quickly, but Kal'tsit, who had been a hostage, was one step ahead of her and stabbed Feng Tiancheng's arm with some kind of injection hidden in her pocket in the blink of an eye.

A drop of bright red liquid oozed out from the puncture site, dripping into the grass and blending into the brown soil. The potion contained some drugs that could instantly make a person lose their ability to move. It was harmless to the human body and at most produced some strong numbness.

"you……"

"I'm sorry, Mr. Feng, I'm not just an unarmed doctor. I was just cooperating with you in your play just now, so that Operator Hei Yu could know your conspiracy. Now that the conspiracy has been exposed to the world, there is no need for me to let you hold me hostage any longer."

Next is Feng Qingyu’s home court.

Even though the departure time has passed, it doesn't hurt to wait ten more minutes.

"Hei Yu, you need to take care of your personal affairs quickly. I can only wait for you for another ten minutes. If the time limit is exceeded, I must leave first."

Kal'tsit tapped the dial with her fingertips. The chaotic rhythm of the tapping was enough to show her anxiety.

Feng Qingyu didn't plan to waste any more time in Duolun County. He walked up to his father with a sword in hand and stabbed the sword into his chest in front of Kal'tsit and several operators.

The sharp sword pierced through Feng Tiancheng's body, and the orange prison uniform was stained with blood. The dazzling red occupied most of his vision. He didn't even have the strength to scream. The potion made him lose all the power to resist.

"Xiao Yu... I... I am you..."

"No buts, go to hell and repent."

The sword was pulled out, and a stream of hot liquid spurted out from the blade, most of which splashed on Feng Qingyu.

She looked like a survivor who had crawled out of a sea of ​​corpses and blood.

Killing her own father with her own hands did not shake her firm will, because this man should have died long ago.

Feng Qingyu recalled what the Sarkaz who fled in panic had muttered before they left - that Yan country man lied to us, he said that the person in charge of this house was his daughter, who had no fighting ability at all, it was basically a trap.

After getting rid of Feng Tiancheng, she remembered that she had let him down by stabbing him with the knife.

The person at his feet was completely dead, his eyes were still open, and he was still angry and unwilling. Feng Qingyu just glanced at him, then immediately put away his sword, picked up his backpack on the ground and walked towards Rhodes Island's aircraft.

"Dr. Kal'tsit, we should go now. I'm sorry for taking up your time because of a personal matter."

"..."

Kal'tsit couldn't say any words of comfort, due to her personal character and the atmosphere.

She thought it was not appropriate to say any words of comfort now. Killing Feng Tiancheng was Feng Qingyu's own choice. Before piercing his chest, Feng Qingyu should have thought about the consequences of doing so.

Every Terran should bear the consequences of their own choices.

"Let's go."

Feng Tiancheng's body lay quietly in the deserted courtyard, accompanied by the weeds that grew wantonly. He thought his life was colorful and glorious, but it came to an end when the sun rose.

The silver aircraft slowly rose into the air, leaving the dilapidated old house behind.

The past feasts and banquets, the elegant ladies and beautiful women seemed like illusory bubbles, vanishing without a trace in the sun. The greedy man's beautiful dream came to an end, and he was bitten by the crime he committed.

Feng Qingyu took some antipyretic medicine and curled up on the simple folding bed in the aircraft to rest.

With the help of Kal'tsit, she removed the bloodstained clothes and changed into a T-shirt and bottoms that were common to the operators of Rhodes Island. The operator who was driving the aircraft was shocked by her appearance. She had never seen the kind-hearted Black Feather operator show such a scary expression, and she was covered in blood.

With Kal'tsit around, other operators didn't dare to ask too many questions and just did their own job.

Less than an hour after takeoff, Feng Qingyu felt a splitting headache. After taking his temperature with a thermometer, he found that he had a fever. The inflammation caused by the burns on his back was the cause of the fever.

"You still have a few hours of precious rest time before reaching Londinium, so take advantage of it."

Kal'tsit stuffed a handful of antipyretic drugs into her mouth and watched her swallow all the drugs before she felt relieved.

Those antipyretic drugs contained sleeping pills, and Feng Qingyu fell asleep as soon as he lay down, without any need for coaxing. As for the psychological health counseling of the Rhodes Island operators, it would have to wait until the end of a stage of the mission before it could be carried out.

"I hope you don't need counseling."

Then, Kal'tsit stuffed some portable dry food that Rhodes Island sent on an outbound mission into her mouth. The compressed biscuits tasted so ordinary that they were difficult to swallow. They came from a small workshop in Colombia.

Although it tastes hard to swallow, it can barely ensure a balanced nutrition. It contains vegetables and meat. Because it tastes healthy, it tastes almost the same as a fitness meal.

She placed the unopened copy next to Feng Qingyu, and went to the other end of the aircraft to take a rest.

In the coming period, Rhodes Island will face a battle no less difficult than any previous one.

Extra 12

In the evening, the last ray of sunset in the sky was torn apart by the dark blue night, and Feng Qingyu walked into Harrods, the largest shopping mall in the capital. The goods here are the most complete, from expensive jewelry to cheap daily necessities, everything that ordinary people can think of can be bought.

Having made plans in advance, Feng Qingyu would not wander around the mall aimlessly. After buying what he needed to buy, he would go home, eat, take a shower and sleep, ready to get up early the next morning to catch the long-distance train.

The shopping took an hour, and she bought a portion of rice balls and sushi for dinner, which were on sale at the dining area on the first floor of the mall. These foods are low in fat and have little effect on the body.

The nearest ticket sales point was set to close in half an hour, so Feng Qingyu quickened his pace and bought the ticket for the VIP soft sleeper carriage he wanted most five minutes before closing.

The mall is only more than two kilometers away from her home. In order to save money, she is not considering taking a taxi or intercity train for the time being.

While walking through an alley, Feng Qingyu vaguely heard a woman's voice begging for mercy coming from the depths.

"Please... I'll give you all the money I have..."

"Forgive me……"

The woman's begging sound lasted for a few seconds, and nothing else was heard.

Feng Qingyu had a bad feeling in her heart, but she was more than capable of dealing with a mere robber. If the poor woman begging for mercy was still alive, at least a life could be saved.

She stuffed the last bite of rice ball into her mouth, gathered all the shopping bags in one hand, walked into the alley, drew the sword from the crack in the void, and gathered magic power on the tip of the sword.

A short man heard her footsteps and ran to the other side of the alley. Feng Qingyu chased him, but was tripped by a soft object.

The "object" was a female corpse.

The moment he saw the corpse on the ground, Feng Qingyu realized that his short trip was ruined.

A Rhode Island sheriff in a black uniform rushed over, locked eyes with her like a hawk, and pulled out the revolver from his waist. He expertly turned the cylinder and aligned the bullet with the chamber.

The muzzle of the gun was pointed at her heart and could penetrate her chest at any time.

Flesh and blood cannot compete with the new era of technology. Feng Qingyu is not sure that his mechanical heart can block bullets. What if a part is "killed" and the whole heart has problems?

Although the probability is low, we still need to be cautious where necessary.

She didn't want anyone else in the world to know about the Mechanical Heart, unless they were destined to die together.

The Rhode Island sheriff's gaze jumped back and forth between the corpse and Feng Qingyu, finally stopping on Feng Qingyu. That gaze could literally gouge holes in a person's body.

"Don't move. Put down your weapon, or I will take coercive measures against you."

"..."

Feng Qingyu had no intention of going against the Rhodes Island organization. Under her will, the sword turned into a gust of wind and dissipated without leaving any trace. She wanted to pretend to be weak and lied that she was an unarmed and weak woman who was helpless when she was seen holding a weapon.

Because it was self-defense, she would not have any psychological burden about it. Victorian Empire law would give a lenient sentence for self-defense-related death, as long as it could be determined that the deceased had first expressed the intention to kill the defender, or posed a significant threat.

The sheriff used magic to set up a barrier around the corpse, and then used communication magic to contact nearby sheriffs to come for support. A cyan rose magic pattern appeared on the back of her hand, and the voices and images of other sheriffs were cast in a ball of light mist.

In an era without mobile phones and computers, Communication Magic was the most convenient way to keep in touch. You didn’t have to pay for phone and internet charges. I wonder how much money you could save in a year.

I had to cancel the soft sleeper compartment ticket I had managed to get with great difficulty tomorrow morning. Not only did my short trip go to waste, but I also had to bear the loss of a 20% handling fee, which was really depressing.

Feng Qingyu smiled at the sheriff holding the gun, as if the murder had never happened.

"I say... Miss Sheriff, could you please not point your revolver at anyone? If it goes off accidentally, I'll be killed."

"You have no right to tell law enforcement officers what to do."