"Dude! Good luck~"

Fang Ran waved his hand and said with a bright smile on his face, and Ye Sheng, who was angry because he was not caught, could only honestly follow Meng Lang, who was ready to be interrogated for a while, with a cold look in his eyes, looking at Fang Ran's expression as if he was in the New Year.

There is a kind of discomfort like being in a huge whirlpool of confusion and being fed.

I don't know what happened to that night raven just now...

But this fucking guy in front of you must be a brother!!

Looking at Meng Lang, who was taken away by Ye Sheng, Fang Ran slowly stretched his waist, and then as if he suddenly remembered something, he showed a 'broken' expression.

"Brother Ai, I suddenly remembered that I still had something left in the boat, I went first!"

Fang Ran said to Si Ai, then turned around and ran towards the night pearl, Si Ai waved his hand at his back, leaning on the railing to enjoy the night at the moment.

......

......

The night was high in the sky, and the air was blurry.

The night crow that was cut off by Ye Sheng's sword reappeared, her long silver hair raised in the sea breeze, she floated high in the air, looking at the sea below, the night pearl that was carried out by the Jiaolong to carry out various rescue measures.

The huge hull was flooded in several places, the sides of the ship were full of traces of shelling, the five-story cruise ship building was riddled with Rang's ability, from the inside to the bow deck and the 'road' she blasted out with Mobius, the ground on the deck was made a big crater by the battle between Mogg and Meng Lang, and the open-air deck where the carnival party was driven was scorched black by the flames everywhere.

The original pearl of the night has gone through this night and has become what it is now.

The Night Raven looked at it, and the dark hexagrams were still sealed all over the hull, but they were slowly dissipating.

Then he sighed softly, as if he didn't want to face a very troublesome matter, but sensing the position of the card given to the person, the night crow still flapped the dragon's wings, avoiding everyone's gaze, and flew down towards the night pearl below.

[Pull Card] activates in front of her.

She was wearing an A-class night device, and the figure of the pitch-black night dress pierced directly into the pitch-black round hole in front of her.

Swimming like a fish through the walls of the ship, she finally came to a room.

Resplendent with gold, bright lights, extravagant carpets, precious paintings, all kinds of elegant and noble works of art in transparent glass cases, each piece of furniture reveals its expensive, valuable price.

In the small room, all kinds of decorations are scattered, and the noble but not vulgar sense of nobility comes to the face.

And more importantly, after so much fighting and chaos tonight, this room was not affected at all.

"Ugh."

After seeing this room, the last bit of hope in my heart that I guessed wrong was shattered.

The Night Raven walked slowly inside, and then saw a young man sitting at an aristocratic afternoon tea table, drinking unknown black tea, although his dusty suit and half-exposed collar were out of place with his surroundings.

Seeing the dark figure that suddenly appeared and walked over, the young man was not a little surprised, blinked his eyes, and smiled at the silver-haired night crow holding a teacup and smiled, like a gentleman accosting a beautiful woman, but his voice was crisp and pleasant.

"I thought you'd come a little later..."

"Do you still want to use this look, I remember I set it up so you can unravel it yourself."

Night Raven looked at him and sighed, the young man smiled absently, raised the teacup of black tea and took a sip gently.

"It's okay, I don't care, since you haven't dissipated your disguise, wouldn't it be rude for me to withdraw my acting skills first."

He said with a chuckle, and then he looked at the night crow in a pitch-black dress and blinked:

"Or do I feel uncomfortable looking at myself and talking to myself."

Alas.

With a long sigh in his heart, Night Raven... No, Fang Ran looked at the 'self' in front of him speechlessly, and then removed the effect of the [Phantom Card].

The [Phantom Card] disappeared, and the camouflage illusion on the two of them dissipated at the same time.

The gender was reversed, and Fang Ran was still wearing the top-level luxury dress he wore at the ball, and he was not wet by the torrential rain because he squandered his magic energy to support the [shield] throughout the whole process.

And the same goes for the other side.

The long silver-gray hair is tied up in a beautiful and noble style, the bright silver evening dress outlines his delicate and slender figure, the snow-white shoulders and the back of the neck, the arms are exposed to the air, the collarbones are sexy, and the shoulder blades on the back are like butterflies taking off.

With silver-gray pupils, the face is perfect and exquisite.

It's just that there is no longer that cute little animal temperament.

"Why don't you sit down and have a cup of tea?"

The corners of Monica's mouth hooked up a charming smile, and invited Fang Ran, behind her, the old man O'Brien, who was standing respectfully, walked to the side gently, pulled out a chair for Fang Ran, and made black tea.

Looking at the silver-bearded old man who frightened him with his momentum at the dance, the corners of Fang Ran's mouth twitched, and then he sat down slowly.

Alas, I'm really so unlucky?!

Fang Ran was speechless in his heart, recalling the first time he met Monica.

He still wondered how he was so lucky, and asked about the whereabouts of the brooch for the first time, and then glanced at the color in the other party's eyes.

I have a feeling that I am a little like myself.

But thinking that it wouldn't be so unlucky, Fang Ran didn't see through the other party, and when he learned that she was the granddaughter of the owner of the Night Pearl at the ball, Fang Ran was actually relieved when he was speechless and complained in a panic.

It seems that the other party is still a girl who is pitiful to everyone, and it is not a bad situation like the hidden character that he guessed.

But now it seems ....

The situation was three times worse than he had originally suspected...

"To be honest, I didn't expect you to be a participant too."

Monica blew the hot black tea in a luxurious enamel teacup, her silver-gray pupils drooped down, and her voice was slow and unhurried, with a high and noble elegance and an incomprehensible mystery and charm that hooked the corners of her mouth.

The most direct impact on Fang Ran was that Monica at this moment was just like another version of Ling.

"Each other, each other."

"When did you see through me?"

Monica raised her head, looking at Fang Ran with her beautiful silver-gray pupils with curious colors.

"A normal girl, you wouldn't chase a monster like a black cloak behind me from a safe dance hall."

Fang Ran sighed softly and helplessly, raised his head and looked at Monica in front of him calmly, and did not say that he was a little suspicious when they met him for the first time.

The two took off their masks at the same time and had a direct showdown.

"That's true, that's right."

Monica chuckled softly, seemingly unconcerned about being accused of her mistakes.

"Brother Si Ai, you hired him?"

Fang Ran sat on the chair and looked at Monica, who was beautiful and unspeakable after putting aside her small animal demeanor disguise at the moment, putting on a mature and mysterious temperament, smiling charmingly, and making people unable to guess what she was thinking, and asked.

"Well, that's right, the only one who can fight the participant is the participant, although I know he's holding the idea of stealing the EMP data from me after the incident."

Monica casually explained, her charming chuckle that didn't seem to care about the contents.

"So, you already knew what was going to happen tonight?"

Hearing the other party's gentle and faint tone, Fang Ran suddenly felt powerless, the person in front of him was the kind he was not good at dealing with.

"I know a lot of things, like the female spy who has been collecting intelligence to find out where the EMP data is, like you who sneaked aboard the ship from the stern of the ship last night, close to the early hours of the morning."

Monica put down the enamel teacup in her hand, intertwined her hands, gently supported her chin, tilted her head and said with a charming chuckle at Fang Ran.

Under the brilliant light, her snow-white skin, especially the low neckline and the snow-white curvature, made Fang Ran feel a little dazzling and looked away.

And Monica's smile when she saw this scene was even more charming.

"However, I didn't expect that force to exert such a large force tonight, and to be honest, it exceeded my expectations from the moment the storm rolled up."

Monica stared at Fang Ran with a smile, she in the bright silver evening dress and Fang Ran in a suit and leather shoes were sitting on both sides of the table at the moment, like lovers talking.

"Maybe they learned my information on the Pearl of the Night, even if they don't know who I am, but as long as they are sure, it would be good to sink the ship."

Fang Ran, who couldn't stand the other party's gaze, lowered his gaze, didn't look at her, and then asked:

"Do you have a grudge against them?"

"Hate? Not really. ”

Monica seemed to be enjoying the atmosphere at the moment, and explained to the other party almost as soon as she could ask questions.

"They just want the huge financial empire of Fiselde to my name."

"Of course, by the way, it is also their purpose to kill most of the European aristocracy, and some of the economic pillars of your China, so that the place where they are located will fall into chaos and economic recession."

Listening to the words that his distant self couldn't understand at all, Fang Ran exhaled softly.

"yes, that's right."

Is this the root cause tonight, it turns out that in addition to the drawings of the electromagnetic pulse, the other party has also calculated so many goals.

"So, thanks to you participants, my ball, my pearl of the night is completely ruined."

Monica hooked the corners of her mouth, and said to Fang Ran with an unknown meaning, a little strongly.

As soon as he heard her say this, Fang Ran suddenly opened his mouth, not knowing how to answer her, but he knew that he couldn't afford to pay anyway.

"That.... You should go to those people..."

Fang Ran sighed and wanted to explain, feeling that talking to the woman he was not good at dealing with for so long was beyond his ability.

"Heh..."

"Do you know why this cruise ship is called the Pearl of the Night?"

But Monica suddenly laughed, and instead of continuing to tease Fang Ran, she asked.

Fang Ran was stunned for a moment, Monica didn't seem to think that he could answer, and continued, her right hand lightly wrapping a strand of her hair:

"Because it was a gift from my father when I was fifteen years old, the last owner of Fiselde, my father."

"So it's named after me."

Seeing that Fang Ran was stunned, she smiled, turned to sit up straight, and hooked the crystal hairpin of her hair with her right hand elegantly and casually, untying the hairstyle that she originally used to disguise that she didn't really like.

The long silver-gray hair slipped down, the slightly raised snow-white chin and the curvature of the corners of the mouth, the silver dress and the dazzling jewelry brought a wave of high society, the seduction and elegance of the top celebrities, and the stronger is...

When she took off the tortoiseshell glasses, she seemed to have switched personalities, and the incomparably strong aura on her body far exceeded that of the superior aura of Old Man O'Brien at the previous ball!

Monica stood up, her perfect smile under her silver-gray pupils, and she looked at Fang Ran with a condescending smile.

"Re-introduce yourself,"

“Veronica · O“brien“

"This is my name, and that of Fissell's current owner, not many people know that name, so I want you to remember it."