[Part 1·Creed]
The four decided to split up.
Dulan and Flavia are members of the Little Brotherhood. As VIP clients of the Falcon Gang, they went to the Department of Religious Affairs to survey the terrain and plan an escape route.
According to the original plan, g117 and s272 went to a garage sale to buy a room for the Tyrannosaurus Warriors Gang, preferably to reveal the mystery of the universal room.
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Things are going smoothly for Xueming——
——When Andro learned that the vampire had returned to the camp of the Tyrannosaurus Warriors, the simple-minded black boss with strong limbs was ecstatic, hugging the groom Jero and kissing him wildly.
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To be honest, Xueming didn't know how to identify valuable cultural relics or valuable handicrafts.
——But Meteor knows this well.
The antiques in Aunt Bumei's house can all be used as flower pots. The cultural relics and treasures that Meteor has seen since he was a child are almost as many as half a prefecture-level city museum.
They helped Andro buy many rooms, one of which is close to 1184. Perhaps the secret of the universal room is hidden here.
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Flavia and Duran run into a little trouble.
There was no other reason. Haspen Madison and Linker Link followed closely behind them, paying attention to the actions of these two people at all times.
Hasben's idea was simple. After entering the Religious Affairs Hall, he found a seat and sat down.
He thought to himself - since g117 has made everything clear and refuses to reveal other clues, it would be better to talk to these two [beneficiaries].
There are many ways to repay a favor. If the sisters had no criminal motive at all, why would they come to Hedland to serve their sentences?
This single-minded Ranger soldier only wants to get innocent people out of prison, and he has a very pure and nosy chivalrous style.
But Mr. Link is different——
——This linker from District 33 is not a Morpho butterfly in the station system, nor is he a VIP.
Most of the office staff at the Hedland Royal Hotel are criminals.
He gave up his real name and went by the codename [Linkman·Linker].
Duran said before——
——She has asked someone to send a message outside the prison and has reconnected with the Little Brotherhood.
This [trustee] is the price negotiated with the linker.
The church of the Royal Hedland Hotel is on the southwest side of the podium, next to the garden in the atrium.
This is located on the 27th floor of the hotel, with two sky gardens serving as access passages. Usually few people come to the church to worship God. Most of the prisoners in the hotel believe in Maddie, and there are not many traditional Christians.
After Duran and Flavia entered the church, they glanced at the confessional and the prayer platform. Before they could sit down to listen to the old priest singing, Haspen had already moved close to Ms. Duran.
"You don't look like Orthodox people. As far as I know, you are gray monks from the Little Brotherhood."
The young man got straight to the point and spoke in a low voice.
"G117 saved my life. She is very much like my mother. Ladies - does she owe you any debt of gratitude?"
Dulan was still thinking about how to deal with this stupid young man.
Hasband has made conditions and is very serious and persistent.
"Dulan and Sissi, I know you two. You are the Black Snake and the White Snake of District 48. You are the right-hand man of the drug lord - I believe that G117 was deceived and used by you. She came to this prison. It’s purely a coincidence, it’s her wishful thinking, I’m going to give her away and give her a price.”
Du Lan burst out laughing suddenly.
Flavia was even dumbfounded and didn't know what to say.
"Hey!~Dulan! This guy is so weird!"
When faced with the strange spiritual pressure of the two Morpho units, Hasband still did not evade. He sat next to Dulan and whispered: "You damn drug dealers, although I don't know what methods you used, but G117 is definitely not like that." Raise criminals who are complicit in your crimes."
Duran squinted his eyes, raised his head and tilted his head to look at Hasbon: "Kid, you are going to hell if you sit in the church and talk nonsense, falsely accusing people of their innocence out of thin air."
"Make a price? Make a price!" Flavia said excitedly: "He just asked us to make a price! It seems that g117 is our number one courtesan! He wants to redeem this innocent and helpless girl! What a shame! Mom is interesting!”
Haspen Madison blushed, and for a moment he didn't know how to reply.
Flavia was aggressive: "You just said that G117 looks like your mother? Could it be that you still have an Oedipus complex? Hehehehehe!"
Hasband yelled angrily: "Criminal! What nonsense are you talking about!"
"If you hadn't looked pretty..." Flavia's face suddenly turned sinister. She called for the power of her soul, and the black, long-haired monster snake lingered around her, attacking this ignorant person. The young man spat out the red letter: "I would have killed you a long time ago."
When faced with death threats, Hasband suddenly became intimidated.
Because this crazy woman didn't seem to be joking.
Flavia and Duran stood up. They didn't care about life and death and became desperadoes bleeding on the streets.
Flavia said this: "How much more time will it cost to kill you? It doesn't make any difference to us."
Duran then woke up Hasbon: "Young man, you have no idea what level of criminal you are facing - we have to be shot hundreds of times to redeem our sins. Why do you think we can continue to live?" In Hedland? With a repentant heart?"
Flavia: "Taking away your life is a big debt."
"How is it possible..." Hasben's eyes were out of focus, as if he could not understand the arrogance coming from the mouths of the gray-robed monks.
He is too naive, too innocent. He simply doesn’t understand the rules of survival in Hedland, nor does he understand the rules of survival in District 11.
Those who are alive in prison are the strong ones. This is the iron law of the Iron Jungle.
For the warden and the boss, when a prisoner is no longer valuable, all the stolen money is recovered, all the nepotism networks are uprooted, and all the gang members are liquidated, the prisoner will undoubtedly die.
Criminals like Duran and Flavia are the backbone of the drug cartel. Even if they accidentally kill a few criminals in Hedland, they will not be held accountable. Because their value is much higher than other felons.
The grievances in the prison will also trigger fights between the Little Brotherhood and other gangs - a dog-eat-dog battle between the Crazy Butterfly Cult.
The more these super VIPs cause trouble in prison, the more stable the security will be at the Transportation Department and trade transfer stations. From the military and police to the security militia, everyone can sit down and eat melon, read the newspaper every day, and see how many poor people in the Blood Butterfly camp have died due to hatred and hatred.
What Hasband said just now was like an unarmed baby threatening a fully armed warrior.
"Little brother, if you want to live a few more years, stop meddling in other people's business." Flavia persuaded her with good intentions and angrily: "I see that you are so young and have already emerged - you should be a person with a bright future. Talent, there is nothing to say between us, you are an officer and a soldier, and I am a bandit."
Dulan: "But you use money to bribe thieves and ask thieves to do things for you. Are you really not ashamed?"
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[part2·Speciality]
These words almost broke Hasben's inner defense. He was just one step away from suspecting that his life would turn black on the spot.
Link stepped forward at the right time and pulled Hasbon's arm, but told the young man to break away.
After a long, long time, Haspen stared at the two women angrily, and finally left in dissatisfaction.
Mr. Link whispered instructions to Hasbon.
"I'm sorry, I accidentally overheard your conversation from the side - I think what Ms. Duran said is very reasonable. You have also seen the performance of female prisoner G117 in the ring, right?"
Hasband turned around and shouted: "She saved my life! She is a good person! I will not doubt her! Do you also think there is something wrong with what I said?"
Link quickly pretended to be frightened: "No, no, no, I don't doubt what you mean, but the world is not black and white, sir - criminals can also save people, and criminals can also be good people. These blood-granting The disaster beast can even control its own body, change its nervous structure, change hormone expression, and change its mood and temperament."
Hasben glanced at Duran and then at Flavia.
Finally, he looked at the icon of Jesus, said nothing more, and walked straight towards the church door.
After the troublesome Leng Tou Qing left, Sister Dulan and Mr. Link talked about riddles in a cryptic manner.
"How are the pigeons in the pet shop?"
[Is the Little Brotherhood informant okay? ]
Link replied in a low voice: "There were originally six, but two flew away."
[Four were captured, but two escaped from District 11. ]
Dulan: "Which pigeon farm did you buy it from? How does it taste compared to the meat pigeons from my hometown?"
[Platform zero in which area? Is it reliable? How long will it take to return to District 48? ]
Link replied with a smile: "Don't worry about this. You will sit at table 41 at the wedding banquet, and snacks and sauces will be prepared."
[On Platform Zero in Area 41, there are all clever and agile ghosts. At Jero and Telina's wedding, you can open the dinner cover as originally planned, get the corresponding escape props, and then start the escape plan. ]
Duran nodded with satisfaction and looked at Link with a scrutinizing gaze.
"Well done. Prepare all the food. I won't treat you badly."
Link: "It is an honor to serve the Little Brotherhood."
At this moment, Link said something more seriously.
"He's angry, Ms. Duran."
Duran: "Why?"
What happened next cannot be explained in code words.
Mr. Link took out his Bible and opened the title page in the direction of the prayer table, deliberately avoiding the eyes and ears of the old priest and avoiding surveillance.
The title page is densely packed with tragic reports from the Little Brotherhood.
[My dear Duran and Flavia, you lost the red mountain stone and fe204863 - and went to jail, spending more than half a year living in Hedland. ]
[The Patriarch is very concerned about this matter and strongly suspects that you have betrayed the Little Brotherhood a long time ago - if you want to prove your innocence, you must go back with an offering. As for what this offering is, you can decide it yourself. ]
[Because of you, the Little Brotherhood lost three Morpho butterflies and h16t hallucinogen worth 610,000 pyroxene currency. ]
[In the perfumer's store, Flavia is no longer at her job, and the entire assembly line's production capacity has been reduced by 30% in the past six months. ]
[Do you know how much the patriarch misses you? He wants to chop off your legs, tie you up in the drug-making workshop, and provide you with enough stimulants every day to ensure your work progress. ]
[It’s almost the end of the year, and the financial reports for the third and fourth quarter of this year are very ugly. When the patriarch is handing out red envelopes, how can he explain it to other people in the little brotherhood? ]
[As for the red mountain stone, the Patriarch did not blame this matter - but the gift you prepare must be full of sincerity and very rich, so that more than two thousand brothers can see it and all nod in praise. Only the best. ]
[Otherwise, ladies, you have to be mentally prepared. ]
Old Mr. Link immediately closed the Bible with a vague look in his eyes and a smile on his face.
"I have said all that needs to be said. I wish you both good health."
Wait until Link leaves——
——Dulan held Flavia's hand tightly, with cold sweat covering his head.
The patriarch of the Little Brotherhood has always been a lingering shadow in the hearts of these sisters.
The true identity of this terrifying man is a mystery. He has never looked at people by their true appearance. He only relies on agents to do things. His actions are cruel and vicious, and his crimes are heinous.
If Flavia wanted to kill her just because she met a Korean woman who had a beautiful face after plastic surgery on a plane, this kind of lunatic could still find excuses to harm others and exact logic to carry out the crime.
So what did the patriarch ever do?
He asked Flavia to make drugs. There are various categories of soft and hard drugs, ranging from neurotransmitters to traditional white noodles.
——He is a shrewd businessman. If he wants to sell these murderous and invisible demon potions, he is considered an outstanding criminal genius.
The reason why Duran and Flavia said that hundreds of shootings would not be enough to repay their sins.
Most of the potions that send people to the palace of pleasure are from Flavia's hands.
As an accomplice, Duran uses the ability of the timeline to protect the drug lord.
They have killed countless people - men or women, parents or children, innocent people, or people seeking their own death.
No matter how powerful Morpho Butterfly is, no matter how strong her willpower is, she can't resist the corrosion of poison.
They knew very well what they had done. Working for the Little Brotherhood was a very unconscionable crime and would never lead to any good results.
"Dulan..." Flavia whispered to her lover: "Do we really want to go against the patriarch?"
Dulan rolled his eyes: "What else?"
Flavia continued: "Everything we have, our strength and wealth, our blood-endowed bodies and our glory and wealth, are all given to us by our ancestors...I..."
Duran: "No, Flavia, you are wrong. These things were not given by the ancestors. They were obtained by living people who turned into dust and skeletons after taking drugs and exchanged their essence for them. "
When Flavia heard these words she was struck by lightning and froze.
The so-called power, the so-called wealth.
These are all excuses made by Flavia——
——The sisters have always lived under the terrifying shadow of their ancestor.
The old priest on the stage finally finished singing and handed a gift box to Duran's hand.
This is also the sixth box and sixth gift that Miss Duran has received in the past six months, as a reward that a devout believer deserves.
Duran remained silent and took Flavia to the arcade of the church for a spin. He saw clearly the structure of the outer wall and hurried back to the room with the box in his arms.
She held her breath and opened the lid of the box. Inside there was a severed hand, shaped like a lizard's claws, and a sharp steel awl that was quenched 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 hybrid green-haired lizards of the Astral Chapter. They don't want my lovely Flavia to return to her warm home. After all, I sell goods and so do they. The more I sell, the more they sell. a little less."
"I care about you so much and love you. No matter what others say, I believe 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 ironclad proof that my father's love is as strong as a mountain."
"I hope that as you said, you can bring me some surprises when I return to Platform Zero."
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"He's looking at me..." Flavia was almost so frightened that she couldn't breathe: "He's in this prison..."
"Don't panic, my dear." Dulan stroked his lover's chin: "Don't panic... He is bluffing. What this old monster likes to do most is to lie."
Then Dulan lowered his head and kissed his lover's earlobe.
"The more scared you are, the prouder he becomes."
"He sent these gift boxes to threaten us, to win over us and to make us obedient."
"Flavia, we can't live like this anymore."
"He is not in this prison. If he has the ability, he should have understood immediately after we talked so much to Haspen Madison just now and threatened us with this matter immediately."
"After all, the boy was a military police officer at the station - almost everyone in the prison knew about it."
"It takes time for the news to reach District 48. The letters in this box, judging from the ink marks, were already a few days ago."
"He never said he was in jail - but he gave you the illusion that he was in jail all the time."
"Sissi, don't be afraid."
"Sooner or later he will know that there is a demon king who is more ruthless and powerful than him, who will bring surprises to him."
"Don't worry, he will just turn into dust and bones, just like the people we kill."
