Volume 6: Mecha Contest Chapter 308: Undead Crew Club, Eleventh Seat
There was no other way, Ke Lan could only walk towards the nearest station.
However, just as he turned into an empty alley, a feeling of uneasiness arose. Ke Lan subconsciously took out his mobile phone from his pocket, looked at the words "out of service area" in the upper right corner of the screen, and the corner of his mouth twitched slightly.
"Damn it! Isn't it said that it is never too late for a gentleman to take revenge? This is a little too hasty..."
This place is only two blocks away from the scene of the cocktail party tragedy. Less than five kilometers away, there are a large number of armed troops stationed. As long as the gunshots are heard here, the soldiers of the garrison will be able to rush here in minutes. The fact that they chose this place to take action was really beyond Ke Lan's expectations.
But when he thought about it carefully, there was nothing wrong with this plan. After all, he carried two guns with him, one was placed in the glove box of the hovercraft, and the other was given to the hotel security personnel. The car was still locked in the underground garage, and the security personnel responsible for keeping the guests' guns had completely disappeared.
I guess they also expected that they didn't have any guns on them.
Moreover, now is a very delicate time point... Even if the outside world would link the news of his "murder" to the Morgan family, the time interval between these two events is too short, and the two "incident sites" are close to each other... Logically speaking, it is impossible for the Morgan family to attack him at this most suspicious time, and to kill people at their doorstep. If they really did this, they would undoubtedly become the number one suspect in this case.
It is obviously impossible for a wealthy and aristocratic family with a long history like the Morgan family to do such a stupid thing.
But they took advantage of people's reverse thinking - there is a saying that "the most unlikely thing is often the most likely to happen". In many detective films, the guy who looks most like the murderer at first is usually innocent, and the person who is least likely to be the murderer is the real murderer.
According to this line of thinking, if they do the opposite, they can use this to shirk suspicion.
After realizing this, Ke Lan couldn't help but frown... It seemed that the Morgan family was determined to kill him to vent their anger.
In a blink of an eye, the beginning and the end of the alley were blocked by a group of people wearing hip-hop style clothing. They had ghost masks used for Halloween on their heads and held baseball bats, folding knives and other common weapons used by street thugs in their hands.
Several of them had graffiti spray paint cans hanging on their belts. Ke Lan looked up and saw that, as expected, the lenses of the two surveillance cameras at both ends of the alley had been sprayed black.
Even if Ke Lan was killed by these people in this alley, it is estimated that during the investigation, it would be considered that he was robbed by a gang of hooligans.
There were seven people in total, four in front and three in the back. The alley was only about three meters wide, and on both sides were buildings that were hundreds of meters high and impossible to climb over. There were no side roads and no doors or windows, so Ke Lan had nowhere to escape.
"To be honest, your professional capabilities are still lacking." Ke Lan said to the killer who was leading the group and was wearing a pumpkin mask.
Pumpkin Head was stunned for half a second, obviously surprised at Ke Lan's calmness and composure.
"You are obviously trying to pretend to be street thugs who accidentally killed someone during a robbery... But the problem is, this is West District 3, which should be one of the safest places in the entire Ark. How could there be thugs who rob people with knives in such a place... People like you will be caught when you try to cross the district boundary."
Pumpkinhead did not respond to what Ke Lan said. He obviously thought that Ke Lan was delaying time, and the employer's requirement was to "solve the goal as soon as possible without any delay."
"Kill him. Also, remember to take away all the valuables from the body." Pumpkin Head said in a hoarse voice to the man next to him who was wearing a Sadako mask and holding a folding knife. The latter nodded and rushed towards Ke Lan quickly.
"It seems that you know a lot. 'Villains die because they talk too much'. I have to give you a thumbs up for this." Ke Lan said. His hand had already reached into the inner pocket of his suit and grasped a cold object. Although he didn't have a gun, he was not without any self-defense items. Although this thing was useless against the heavily armored rhinoceros shovel, it was more than enough to deal with a few unarmored targets...
Just when Ke Lan decided to take action, an extremely sharp scraping sound suddenly came . He and the killer raised their heads at the same time, and saw a figure wrapped in a black cloak clinging to the glass exterior wall of a high-rise building on one side, with his hands clinging to the wall, and sliding down at an extremely fast speed!
The man seemed to be wearing a pair of metal , and the harsh sound was caused by the friction between his ten fingers and the glass... When he was nearly twenty meters away from the ground, he suddenly kicked the wall with his foot, flipped backwards in the air, and in a blink of an eye, he threw more than a dozen strangely shaped flying knives downwards.
Ke Lan stood there without moving. In the frozen time frame, he could clearly see the trajectory of each flying knife, and none of them was thrown towards him.
The next second, the seven killers fell to the ground. The throat, eyes, wrists... these flying knives all hit the parts accurately that could kill the enemy or make the enemy lose combat ability instantly. Although Ke Lan could achieve such accuracy with the help of "time stop", it was a bit difficult to lock seven targets at the same time.
The figure landed lightly five meters in front of Ke Lan. He took off the hood on his head, revealing a face made of silicone and metal.
"Robot... or cyborg?"
"Neither." The other person shook his head and said in a voice that was difficult to tell the gender of the person. "The eleventh member of the Undead Crew, 'Themis'... If you think this name is too difficult to pronounce, you can also call me 'Justice'."
"Justice?... Wait, you said you are the eleventh seat, and your name is 'Themis'... Isn't that the goddess of law in Greek mythology? And the last time I met the member of the Undead Crew was the twenty-first seat, named 'Hermaphroditus', which corresponds to 'The World', which is number twenty-one in the Tarot card. So, do the names of the members of your Undead Crew correspond exactly to the twenty-second Major Arcana?" Ke Lan said.
"You are much smarter than I thought." Zhengyi nodded. "Your judgment is very accurate, but it is meaningless. The name is just a code name, and the code name can be changed at any time."
"That's true." Ke Lan bowed slightly to Zhengyi, "Well, thank you for your help, Mr. Zhengyi."
"It's 'Lady Justice'," the other corrected.
Only then did Ke Lan notice that the other person's artificial face had some feminine features, but because the exposed metal parts were too abrupt and she had no hair, Ke Lan was unable to tell her gender for a moment.
But then again, cyborgs should be considered genderless... Could this also be a puppet controlled remotely?
"The Morgan family has gone a bit too far, but you can rest assured that they will be warned soon." At this point, Zhengyi frowned in a very "human" way - even though she had no eyebrows.
Ke Lan felt that compared to the previous "Hermaphroditus", this "Justice" seemed more approachable. Maybe he could get some information about the undead crew from her.
"Excuse me……"
However, just as Ke Lan opened his mouth, Zhengyi interrupted him: "Don't ask anything. You will know some things when you should know them. You won't get the answer if you ask now... Even if you get the answer, you won't be able to understand it."
"Why?"
"No reason. You just need to know that we have no ill will towards you." Zhengyi said, and put on his hood again. "Remember, don't tell anyone what happened here. After you leave, someone will come to deal with these things."
