This aura is deadly

Diana looked at Badr and didn't know what to say for a moment.

A chill ran down her back and onto the back of her head. Her hand involuntarily grabbed the cup and spilled the milkshake onto the ground.

"Who are you talking about?" Diana pretended.

"Come on, Diana, you're not good at lying. You know who I'm talking about, the one who came back with you in 2006," Badr said.

"Badr...how do you know what happened in 2006?" Diana asked in surprise.

"FPI is very interested in that matter, and we have people who have been following up on that case. I happen to be one of them." Badr explained.

"I have never heard anyone mention that FPI is investigating this matter... You can't even try to lie to me with some baseless words." Diana said.

"I don't need to lie to you, and I want to remind you, Diana, that Chen Ke is a dangerous person, and you will encounter danger sooner or later if you are with him." Bader said solemnly.

Diana glanced at Badr, then looked away, looking at the watch on his wrist and lost in thought.

Bader looked around and whispered: "He is Asra's man. He is approaching you just to steal information from the Administration. He planned everything on the subway, just to get close to you."

"What...?" Diana was startled, and the expression on her face changed slightly. Thinking of the way Chen Ke opened the portal in 2006, she fell into doubts.

"This... this is impossible..." Diana still didn't want to believe Badr's words, but her heart was already shaken.

"Think about it carefully Diana, wherever he is, something will happen. Do you think this is a coincidence?" Bader said quietly.

Diana closed her eyes and held her forehead. She felt a tearing pain in her brain. The noise that had been played continuously in the Level 2 interrogation program echoed in her mind, making her upset.

The fact that Chen Ke was able to open the portal in 2006 does not make sense. There is only one possibility, and that is that he can control both entering and exiting...

The Psychic Research Institute has never had such a major containment failure, but just after Chen Ke had been there for a while, a major safety incident occurred.

Think again of the recent large-scale leakage of data and intelligence from the Administration...

"So, Diana, has he contacted you recently? Has he said anything to you?" Bader asked.

"I'm in a bad mood right now...Badr, I need time to think." Diana avoided Badr's gaze. She didn't want to make any judgments yet.

"If you know where he is, please tell me as soon as possible, okay? I don't want to see my old friend step by step into a situation of eternal destruction." Badr said.

"I know...I know, I want to be alone now." Diana sighed, her mood for the day completely ruined.

Bader patted Diana on the shoulder, said nothing, turned and left, the corners of his mouth raised slightly.

Diana took out her mobile phone and found Chen Ke's number. She thought about it and put the phone back.

"Every superhero has his own destined villain."

She thought of what Chen Ke said to herself, and now it seemed like a great irony.

In 2006, he could have left himself there to die, but he carried himself all the way to escape.

The life-saving grace turned out to have an ulterior motive.

"Chen Ke...you bitch..." Diana secretly thought.

She took out her cell phone again, quickly scrolled to Wang Aileen's number, and pressed the dial button.

"The number you have dial can not be reached……"

"Damn...Wang Aileen...what are you doing..." Diana couldn't help but worry. Feeling restless, she clutched her cell phone tightly and turned around to walk towards the CPA building.

9pm.

Lafite Road business district.

Chen Ke stood on the street wearing a black suit, straightened his blue tie, and looked up at the office building of Lescott Spiritual Products.

During the day, Chen Ke had already carefully observed the building and downloaded the floor plan.

As a local enterprise in Opportunity City, Lescott Spiritual Products can be regarded as a pillar of GDP, but ironically, a city with more spiritual products will appear more depressed.

Unlike the manufacturing industry, which requires a large number of workers, the spiritual industry and the Internet industry are similar in nature. A leading large enterprise may only have about 5,000 formal employees.

Moreover, spiritual production relies more on auxiliary services such as investigators, warehouse storage, and security, which is not a very common job choice.

Coupled with the behavior of purchasing real estate without developing it, man-made wastelands and ruins are created, resulting in insufficient land for the development of other industries in the city, which indirectly causes residents to lose potential job opportunities.

Chen Ke was not making excuses for killing people so that he could feel at ease.

A contract is a contract, and a killer is also a profession.

Spiritual property has brought a decline in people's livelihood, but it complies with federal law, and I don't want to be a moral guardian.

The country will solve its own problems. It is only responsible for solving people's problems.

At 9 o'clock, the building was dark, but some floors were still brightly lit. It seemed that no matter which world they were in, overtime dogs were objectively existing creatures.

He jumped up and touched the monitor to freeze the time, then used Angele's Ash to melt the electronic lock on the glass door, and slid to the side of the wall along the shadow of the corridor.

Even without the stealth suit, Chen Ke didn't feel any inconvenience. When he reached the safe staircase, the double time consumption was over and the camera began to operate normally again.

Chen Ke walked all the way, hiding in the dark and nooks and crannies, waiting quietly for the patrolling guard to leave, or directly touching the time pause while the other party was not paying attention, and then walked away from the other party in a grand manner, and arrived at the boss's office on the top floor. in front of the door.

A cold breath echoed in the corridor, which felt familiar. Chen Ke took out his Type 67 pistol, turned on his spiritual vision, and looked at the door in front of him.

The situation shown in front of him made Chen Ke a little surprised.

Generally speaking, the vision under spiritual vision is all blue, and the human figure is constructed in the form of lines, but behind this door, what appears is an invisible square space.

This space was black, as if a piece of the world had been poached.

Is it some kind of psychic shielding device at work? Just like Li Moyang's manor? Chen Ke thought about it, moved to the door, and observed the crack in the door.

The corridor was dark, but there was some light coming from the crack of the lower door.

He held the gun in his right hand and gently turned the door handle with his left hand. It was unlocked. After hesitating for a moment, although it was invisible inside, at least I didn't feel any murderous intent. There should be no danger if you be careful.

Chen Ke gently opened the door, raised his hand, held the gun at an angle, and ducked into the house sideways.

He first aimed at the boss's chair and desk in a combat high (CARs high-profile combat) posture. After finding that no one was there, he switched to an Extended (extended aiming) posture and quickly scanned the space on both sides of his body.

There is no one in this room.

Halloyin's car was a limited-edition pink Lamborghini, while Anderson's car was a black Mercedes commercial vehicle. They were parked in the underground garage and had not driven away at all.

If she wasn't here with him, it was somewhere else.

Chen Ke put the gun back into its holster and looked at the moon outside the window. The pale moonlight filtered into the room through the window, and the white curtains were swayed by the night wind.

Chen Ke had never seen a company with white curtains in the office, because it was unlucky, not to mention that the white curtains were like gauze, which made them look even weirder.

A layer of mist condensed in the room, like hoarfrost or a thin layer of halo, and Chen Ke suddenly felt an uncomfortable chill.

This chill is not physical cold, but some weird feeling of loss.

"Are you looking for me?"

A woman's voice floated faintly into Chen Ke's ears. He immediately took out Form 67 and turned on his spiritual vision to scan the entire room.

There was not a single figure, and Chen Ke's eyes were completely dark when he turned on his spiritual vision in this room, as if he was blind.

"You are not an ordinary person." Chen Ke said.

He noticed an advertising illustration of Lescott's psychic beauty products hanging on the wall on the right.

A woman wearing a white wedding dress sat on a tree stump, her long white hair hanging down to the grass. Her skin was pale but breathtakingly beautiful, and a pair of orange pupils were staring at Chen Ke.

"Neither are you. Why don't you come in and have fun?" Haro Yin's voice floated from the painting.

Haro Yin in the painting actually stood up and walked towards the far side of the lawn. As he walked, he turned back and waved to Chen Ke.