Chapter 22 We Need Layers of 'Shells'

The detention room, which is less than three square meters, has no furnishings or windows except for a toilet, and the only door is made of iron, and there is a food delivery outlet below, which is also tightly closed at the moment.

Darkness is the color of the detention chamber.

Silence is the accompaniment of the detention chamber.

Aitdermon sat on the floor in handcuffs.

Aitdemont is no stranger to this.

Some special D-class personnel who are about to be terminated will always be here.

It's just that he didn't expect that one day he would also appear here.

Alas.

Sighing slightly, in the darkness, it was impossible to see Aitdemon's expression.

But the sigh speaks for itself.

"I didn't hold back."

"Obviously, I want to eat and wait until I retire...... Why am I so impulsive? ”

"Pity me, I have twenty-nine years and eleven months of mortgage."

Aitdemund couldn't help but feel sad at the thought that his house was going to be taken away by the bank for auction, and that the down payment and a month's worth of repayment he had made were all in vain.

Especially when he thought of the way he had saved money for nearly ten years to make a down payment for a house, he couldn't help but sob.

He, distressed.

He doesn't really regret it, though.

Some things, just like that, are dismissive of what they say, but in fact they are rooted in the bottom of their hearts and can never be forgotten.

Ett Damon knew very well that he would do it even if he did it again.

As I get older, my ideals are drifting away, but I can ...... The blood is not cold.

He could feel his heartbeat as he breathed.

Every time, it's powerful.

He also knew what was about to happen.

If you do something willful, you will naturally have to pay a price.

This is the rule of this world.

Won't change because of him.

"According to the 'shelter' process, I have about 2-3 days left, should I make a life list?"

"Forget it, I can't get out here, it's impossible to finish it."

"Rest."

"Rest well."

"Then, go where I'm supposed to go."

Aitdemund told herself.

He shifted from a sitting position to a flat lying position, trying to put his arms under his head, but the handcuffs made the position awkward and uncomfortable, and he had to turn to the side and put his hands folded on one side.

Aitdemund was going to get a good night's sleep.

And then, just as he was about to fall asleep—

Click, click.

Suddenly, there was the sound of the iron door opening.

The light shone in, and Aitdermon, who had his eyes closed, could feel his eyelids light up, but he didn't move.

It's nothing more than interrogation, and he has nothing to say.

"Elder Edmon!"

Esther's voice rang out.

Ettmund suddenly rolled over and breathed a sigh of relief when he saw that Esther was just standing alone outside the door, not holding a firearm.

He was really worried that this simple junior would do something irrational.

But Esther didn't notice this, and he rushed directly to Ettedmon with the key, and opened the handcuffs for Ettedmon with the key.

"Senior Aitdemon, you're alright."

Excited, Esther, speaks extremely fast.

"Are you alright?"

Aitdermon was stunned.

Immediately, the joy of the rest of my life after the catastrophe appeared in my heart.

But the experience of being an old salted fish taught him that things are not so simple.

You know, he shot Chuck.

According to the regulations of the 'shelter', such a vicious thing, even if there are extenuating circumstances, he will not be released so simply, it must be a long detention, and then it will change from C to D or even E level.

And this direct release......

Am I going to be erased and swept away?

I will no longer be me.

Don't even know that 1+1=2?

As a veteran C-class, Aite Delmond knows a few things.

The thought of this made him shudder.

Rather than that, it's better to die directly.

"I've been demoted?"

Aitdermon asked tentatively.

"Nope."

"Not only did you not get demoted, but you were also promoted a small notch to C+!"

"And, you're now the director of Ang Cheng."

Esther shook her head and said with a smile on her face.

"What?"

Aitdemund exclaimed.

"Can't you believe it?"

"When I got this information, I couldn't believe it."

"However, the official document has come down, senior Aitdemon, you are really the director of Angcheng, congratulations...... Senpai, what's wrong? ”

Esther congratulated Ettmon, but before she could finish her words, she noticed that Ettemon's face had changed drastically, as if this promotion was something more fearful than death.

"There's big trouble."

Aitdermon replied with a wry smile.

He knows all too well the style of the 'asylum'.

It was precisely because of this clarity that he knew what the abnormal scene in front of him represented.

Even, he had vaguely guessed whose handiwork it was.

Thinking of this, Aitdermon stood up without hesitation, and he said to Esther in a very low voice: "Pack up the valuable things, let's leave Angcheng immediately, don't worry, I have six 'safe routes', so if you are suspicious, they will definitely all focus on them, and then, we will change our faces and take the seventh 'safe route'." ”

"I know a cosmetic surgeon who is good enough for us to deal with more troubles."

"I was ready for the new identity a long time ago, it was a real identity, not a forgery, from birth certificate to school and work, including dental records."

With that, Aitdermon took the lead and walked out.

After taking two steps, he found that Esther had not followed, and subconsciously turned back.

I saw Esther looking at him with admiration.

In fact, Esther's worship of Ettemon was once again raised to a higher level at this time.

Sure enough, the seniors of Aite Demund had already prepared!

Even if the worst happens, under the guidance of Aitdemond's predecessors, we will be safe and sound!

Call!

Esther took a deep breath.

He walked up to Aitdemon.

"Senior Aether Demon, there is something I have to tell you, can we find a quiet place?"

Esther said softly.

"Is it your identity as the 'Holy Serpent Society'?"

"Needless to say, I know."

Aitdermon said.

Esther looked at Aether Dermon in a daze, her eyes full of shock.

He couldn't believe that Senior Aitdermon knew his hidden identity.

"When did you find out?"

"I've guessed it since the fifth day you moved next door to me as a C-Class."

"Gone."

"Everyone has an unspeakable past, you are, and so am I."

"The most important thing is how we face the future."

Aitdermon said as he gestured to Esther again.

"The future?"

Esther muttered the word in a low voice, and then, with a smile on the young man's face, suddenly appeared with a certain brilliance, and said in a tone of confidence that he had never seen before, "This is also what I want to talk to you." ”

Half an hour later, a five-minute walk from the 'asylum' in Ang, in a café opposite to the one Esther frequented, Ett Demonn looked at Esther with horror.

"Gluttony?"

"Hydra?"

He asked rhetorically, dumbfounded.

"Yes."

"The hydra belongs to the gluttonous society, the gluttonous will be in charge of everything, and the hydra obeys his orders."

"We need a force that can protect us."

"So, there's Hydra."

"And gluttony will be our last insurance."

Esther nodded earnestly, and he spoke of his philosophy.

Ett Dermon looked at his junior in a daze, at this time, he didn't know what to say.

He never thought that his junior would do such a big thing in less than a day.

Although the current 'Hydra' is still an empty shell that doesn't even have a prototype, with the 'Mask Man' as a high-end combat power, it is a matter of time before the development and formation of 'Hydra'.

"Are we really going to do this?"

Aitdermon asked with a deep breath.

"It has to be done!"

"Your kindness and integrity make you hesitate, but your wisdom tells you what is right."

"Your kindness and integrity guide me, but it is also your kindness and integrity that convince me of what I should do."

Esther replied in the affirmative.

Esther's words embarrassed Ett Damun.

Kindness, integrity?

I...... I just want to eat and wait for death.

However, Esther's proposal seems, maybe, maybe it will make me better to eat and wait for death?

Thinking of this, Aitdermon groaned.

However, he still had a hint of hesitation.

Because he couldn't be sure if it was the right thing to do.

Will it cause trouble to the people around you.

Do you want to stop Esther?

Or just go with the flow?

"Please don't forget the innocent attackers—Master Jason gave me a word evaluation."

Looking at Aether Dmund, who looked up at him, Esther said a word very dryly.

"Poor."

"Pathetic?"

Aitdemund muttered to himself.

Died on the battlefield, although helpless, but after all, he died well.

Death from a conspiracy, no matter how brilliant, is only a fig leaf.

Thinking of this, he nodded.

"Okay, I'll join."

He didn't want anything like that to happen again.

Some things come up once enough.

"Welcome back, Chief."

Esther said excitedly.

Elder Edmund is back, with the wisdom of Elder Edmond and the force of Lord Jason, Hydra will inevitably rise directly, and he will definitely live a long life.

"Chief?"

Aether Dermon looked at Esther suspiciously.

"I founded Hydra, and you, as a senior, are naturally the leader."

"However, Hydra is a stealthy organization, and we usually try to hide ourselves as much as possible."

"But some things still need to be done by people, so I think we also need a semi-public organization as a 'shell', which will focus on protection and prevent things like today."

After Esther explained, he said seriously.

"Protection?"

"Can you give me this naming right?"

Aitdemund asked.

"Of course!"

Esther nodded.

Aitdemund picked up his coffee, looked at the sun-drenched streets of Ang Thanh at noon, remembered the six friends, and slowly said the names he had in mind—

"'Brotherhood'!"

(End of chapter)