Doomsday Egg

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"Ah...I said you..." He let out a big breath, and didn't know how to react except helpless.

In such an unfavorable situation, do you still want to run around with this inexplicable child?

Maybe...not at all.

"jingle--"

At this time, Kelan's mobile phone received a text message.

In order to prevent being traced, even if he carries this kind of machine, he usually does not turn it on and unplugs the battery, and only starts it when it is necessary to contact, and uses a different number every time-this time to send Phil He opened a new account while contacting Sharman, so he will contact this number, except for spam text messages, which is the news from Phil that he was waiting for.

[W, 32, A, 9]

The text message only wrote a few simple messages similar to codes, which were a metaphor for the secret he had communicated with Phil before.

W stands for wine, which is Bar Street, 32 refers to the shop number, A stands for am in the morning, and 9 stands for the time at 9 o'clock.

Well, it's time to see what that bastard Sharman is up to. If he doesn't bring Lilith back safely, don't think he will let it go!

However, until then...

Kelan frowned, glanced at the boy next to him, and secretly made up his mind.

Before entering the urban area, he turned off the highway, drove along the path to a lush forest, and stopped the car.

"Hey, kid." He turned to face the boy in the passenger seat solemnly, "It's not that I'm irresponsible, but that I have no obligation to take care of you, you wait here, someone will come to pick you up. "

After finishing speaking, without waiting for the boy to react, he opened the car window a crack, got out of the car and locked the door from the outside, and then called 911.

"... Interstate 04, there is a boy locked in the car, please send someone to look at it."

After calling the police, he hung up the phone, stuffed the mobile phone into the car through the gap in the window, and then turned around without looking at the boy's watery eyes full of grievances.

That's right, he should have done this a long time ago. At this critical moment, he doesn't have time to get involved with any experimental subjects...

He should have just thrown away the burden, but he didn't expect that some uneasy emotions that were stagnant in his heart would become more and more heightened. Even if he covered his ears, he could still hear the boy's whimpering, inexplicable ravings, similar to protesting or like It was the sound of calling and knocking on the glass window.

Can't turn back, shouldn't turn back, this guy is not Lilith at all, he has nothing to do with me...

So, so...

"K... Lan... Ke Lan!"

Huh?

Wait... who called his name just now?

ACT12: Fate & Name

The name of the No. 32 shop on Bar Street in New York is "CapMantis" (CapMantis). It is not far from the red butterfly.

The red-haired "woman" in an elegant dress is sitting on the balcony on the second floor of the store, drinking coffee and looking at the street downstairs, and occasionally glances at the male waiter who is turning around... butt.

Maybe it was noticed by watching a little too much, so the other party smiled shyly and walked over to her.

"Miss, would you like a refill?"

The waiter showed a row of white teeth and a standard professional smile, but the desire for beauty was still hard to hide in his eyes.

Alas... Another vulgar man who only looks at appearance... It's a pity about your tight ass.

"Leave the coffee pot alone."

The beautiful "woman" pulled her wavy red hair, smiled charmingly, but deliberately lowered her voice and replied in a rough male voice.

Embarrassed, the other party put down the object in his hand, nodded and quickly ran away, leaving behind this advanced creature who looked like a woman but could still be regarded as a human being——Phil.

He snorted self-deprecatingly, filled his glass leisurely, took two sips, and looked at his watch—it was almost nine o'clock.

That guy Kelan should be coming soon...

That guy... Only that guy, who never only sees his true self, and never looks at himself seriously...

While thinking about what was there, he turned his gaze downstairs again, and when the target was almost locked, the coffee in his mouth almost didn't spit out.

No way……

It's true that the tough and muscular figure is Kelan, but what's the matter with that little thing next to him? !

He hasn't disposed of the little boy yet, but he even took him to the street hand in hand, and even changed him into a very foreign child's clothes?By the way, the hats the two of them are wearing are father and son styles...or couple outfits?

There was a machine-gun spat in Phil's head.

"Hey... Dad, did you go to the wrong place?"

When Kelan took the boy all the way into the "Hat Praying Mantis" and came up to him on the balcony on the second floor, he finally couldn't hold back his sarcasm.

"Stop talking nonsense, what does Sharman say, what about the Lilith people?"

As Kelan asked, he pulled the chair away, and gestured to the boy next to him with his chin. Soon, both of them sat down. Phil raised his hand and asked the waiter to add two breakfasts and coffee.

"I'm just going to tell you about this..." Although Phil is used to Kelan's sloppy attitude, he also sensed his lack of confidence, so he found it interesting, and couldn't help but deliberately provoke him Dangling his eyes between the two people, one big and one small, he didn't give up until Kelan glared at him fiercely, "You know Xiao Fanke's family, right?"

"The biggest underworld gang in New York?"

"Yes, New York and the surrounding counties and cities are their sphere of influence, and Baidao also gives them three points."

"I've heard about it, but what does it have to do with me... Wait, didn't you say that Lilith is in their hands?"

"It does have something to do with them."

The underworld gang... Kelan frowned. Although he didn't deliberately provoke such groups, he would occasionally accidentally get dirty due to the nature of his work. There was only one time to help him settle with money... It was a gang in Southeast Asia called "Crocodile Boys", and because Lilith was involved, he single-handedly broke into the opponent's lair and took dozens of the other party's people "with the pot" , although the size of the other party's gang is not too large, and basically there will be no problem of follow-up revenge, but how to fade out of the police's sight is the most troublesome-because of that incident, there was a rift between him and Jetson. The grievances between them, coupled with some things that happened later, gradually intensified the conflicts between them...

"... Kelan, Kelan!"

Phil's call interrupted his thoughts of the past, and he realized that now is not the time to dwell on the past.

"Where is their lair? Where was Lilith captured?"

"Kelan, you must calm down this time, listen to me first," Phil saw Kelan's eyes start to bloodthirsty, and couldn't help breaking out in a cold sweat. This appearance reminded him of Kelan killing all "crocodile boys" "The scene when the gang member appeared in front of him holding Lilith with her body dyed red, he didn't want to have that kind of experience again, "Although this matter has a certain relationship with Xiao Fanke's family, but taking away Lilith's... should not belong to them."

"What should be? Who would someone who isn't them be?"

Kelan was eager to know the answer, but just at that moment the waiter came over with food and coffee, so he leaned back on the back of the chair, sighed, and leaned forward again after the waiter left.

"Just as we had guessed..." Felson paused, deliberately slowing down his speaking frequency, and naturally pulled over the boy's plate next to him to help him cut the bread and meat inside, "Lilith It should have been taken away because it was misunderstood as an experimental subject—an informal research institution that was vying for the support of Xiao Fanke's family in the lower realm."

"Can you explain clearly, why is it related to the Xiao Fanke family's lower realm...? Xiao Fanke's family is secretly supporting... an informal research institution? Researching... what?"

As Kelan asked, he sorted out his thoughts, and unconsciously turned his eyes to the boy on the side—at this moment, the other side was staring at Phil's hand and the food that was cut into pieces by the knife in his hand.

"It is said that it is a project called NIT. It is said that the current head of the Xiao Fanke family is very old, but there is only one child under his knees. This child suffers from a rare disease and will not live to be 20 years old. He seeks medical advice everywhere. It doesn't work, so the current head of the family has released a word-money for life, as long as any research institution can research a rescue plan, it will support it with a lot of money, no matter if it is a legal and formal institution or an anonymous informal institution... But, Only one family."

"So that's how it is, so there is a possibility of these people choking each other... Wait, is Dean Levins' death also related to this plan?"

"Well, so I think Lilith was mistaken for a test subject, probably because Levins was involved in this plan, and just when he died, you took Lilith away from the hospital."

"what……"

Ke Lan covered his mouth and widened his eyes. According to this logic... Wasn't he the one who killed his own sister?

"Don't blame yourself, it was purely an accident. Don't worry, Sharman has eyeliners in those informal research institutions. He knows where Lilith was taken and secretly protected her from harm. He will arrange for someone to send her tonight." She went to a safe place, and we will pick her up then."

Phil talked about this topic easily, as naturally as talking about the weather, while talking, he put the cut food to the boy's mouth, and when he watched him eat, he showed a motherly smile.

"……It's that simple?"

Hearing such rhetoric, Ke Lan felt puzzled.