The night rain is cool and the clouds are dense.

At night on the outskirts of Lingxiao City, there was not half a star in the sky, and the drizzle was intertwined from the clouds to the ground.

On this rainy and silent night, a dark shadow swept across the night sky like a ghost, and in a flash it fell on a terrace on the top floor of the faculty office building of the University of Mendel. The terrace, which was structurally attached to the principal's office, was locked from the outside—the large chain coil was staggered to the doorknob, and the other side was welded to the door frame. If you are looking for a locksmith to pick the lock, you will not need steel tongs and a big file or something like that, and it is impossible to break the thumb-thick chain.

The figure carried a pair of large black wings, but it flapped its wings without sound. Although he seems to have landed on the terrace, if you look closely, you will see that his feet do not fall to the ground at all, but are suspended in the air with the force of his wings, and the soles of his feet are still a few centimeters away from the floor of the terrace.

You must know that it is easy for the winged people to stir their wings and soar into the sky, but it is difficult to control the power to levitate in the air, and it is difficult to keep the body almost floating up and down. It's like a gymnast who is easy to somersault on the horizontal bar, but is able to stay firmly on a handstand after a somersault, but it's extremely difficult. And this person not only hovered steadily in the air, but also maintained this state and took out a knife less than ten centimeters long from his arms. With a 'bang', the blade lit up with a crimson blazing light. The blade of the knife was cut into the chain, and it was like a quick knife cutting tofu, and the thumb-thick steel chain melted silently from the incision, and it was completely cut off in a few moments.

The Blackwinged Man dodged into the room, tiny raindrops rolling down the hem of his black leather gown to the ground. He held the severed chain in his left hand and sank into the fish tank set up in the doorway with a 'poof'. The huge fish tank is made of the finest quality tempered glass and filled with clean water. Because of the buoyancy, the chain fell into the tank with only a few inaudible sounds, and by this time, the person who threw the chain had already walked silently to the headmaster's desk.

When Phoebe interrogated the school board, she used to use the photograph of the principal's death as a prop to put pressure on the interrogators. In the photo, the headmaster's body is seen lying face down on a table; Now, the table was empty, except for a ring of white tape pasted to the location of the body when it was found.

The Blackwing Man stood quietly in the room for a moment. It looked like he was in a daze and thinking, but in fact he was using his keen hearing to determine if there were any guards patrolling the hallway. After making sure there was no sound in the hallway, he walked over to the headmaster's chair and sat down, turning on the computer in front of him.

The splash screen flashes and a prompt appears on the desktop that says "This computer has been locked by law enforcement." The Blackwingman turned on the screen of the video headset on his ear and typed a series of hacking programs into the computer, and the lock instructions disappeared immediately. Then, he reached for his hand on the keyboard, his eyes glazed slightly, and his hands tapped on the keyboard at an astonishing speed. The principal's office uses the best equipment in the school, and the keyboard is completely silent. The long, ten-fingered hands fluttered across the keyboard, and a lot of text flashed from the bottom to the top on the screen, and finally stopped at a "confirm" button.

The Blackwinged Man tapped his finger to the button on the screen, and a red-framed window opened in front of him.

- Connecting...... Connecting...... Connecting......

- The contact request has been accepted.

"Dire?" The voice changer turned into a cold, hoarse and cracked voice sounded from the stereo, and the half-length appearance of a man gradually appeared on the screen. He had short dark brown hair and wore an exaggerated diamond-studded fringed mask like the one used at masquerade balls. Judging from the shape of the mask, his facial features are upright, and a pair of apricot eyes are shining, if you don't see these eyes in the middle of the night, you will definitely think that under the mask is a man as warm and bright as the sun. However, such a pair of eyes and the cold voice transformed by the voice changer give people a sense of deceitful dissonance.

The black-winged man leaned back in his chair and folded his fingers, "It's me." His voice was low, low, as if it had been deliberately lowered by dubbing software, so deep that it was colder than the drizzling night.

The masked man glanced at the date on the monitor and said, "Today is not the day for regular contact...... Is something wrong? ”

"Hmm." Dire didn't shy away either, and said one by one, "I'm working on the aftermath at Mendel University. What is it called here...... The Imperial Military Organ of the Military Intelligence Department has been investigated and dealt with, and it can no longer be used in the future. ”

"Investigation?" The other side under the mask couldn't see the expression, but the voice could be heard and was not happy, "Didn't I tell you to be careful of those wingers?" ”

Dire shook his head: "It's not the Winged Man who came this time. ”

"Not the Wingman?" The masked man propped his chin on the table with his right hand, "What are you kidding?" The original man can do things on your turf, so what's the difference between that and a haunting? ”

Listening to the other party's tone with seven points of ridicule and three points of disbelief, Dire didn't care at all, and said coldly: "It is indeed a few original people." Two of my men wanted to kill them, but instead they were killed—one dead and one maimed. ”

The masked man was stunned for a moment, thinking that he had misheard: "Your two subordinates...... Killed by a few primitives? ”

"One dead and one maimed."

"So what's wrong with your men? Addicted to drugs? Or have the wings been clipped? ”

"Let's not talk about this ......," Dire clasped her hands in front of her chest, her black leather dress glowing with a hint of silver in the reflection of the night rain, "What kind of person do you think can catch my move?" ”

Although the topic changed quickly, the masked man replied without thinking: "There is no such person." ”

Dire places his hand on the headset and a video is transmitted to the masked man's eyes. The footage shows him swooping down from the air, and Phoebe, who was about to kill with a punch, is pushed away by the Shadow Lord. The latter's sturdy right arm took Dire's fist, but there was no fear on his face, but the corners of his mouth were hooked to reveal a scrappy smile.

The masked man's gaze first swept over Phoebe's face, a look of confusion flashed in his eyes, and then he saw what the Shadow Owl had done, the hand that had been holding his chin was released, and his mouth was slightly open, as if he had just swallowed a frog alive.

After the video ended, Dire looked at the masked man. The latter cleared his throat to hide his gaffe, then pointed to the image of the Shadow Owl and asked, "Who is this man?" ”

"A servant."

“…… What did you say? ”

"His name is Shadowlord, and he was a servant who was bought by the Primordial Wingers. With no identity, no personal freedom, it can be said that he is at the bottom of the empire. ”

"That's right...... He killed your men, right? The masked man's eyes narrowed, "What are you going to do with him?" Do you want to kill him and wash his blood in blood? ”

"If you kill him, you'll do it yesterday." Dire shook his head, "You can't come back to life, and besides, the winged student subordinates themselves are very vulnerable. Even if they don't get killed today, they may be a bunch of waste when they leave the school in the future. On the contrary, this original person who can confront me head-on, if he is willing to join our side, he can be reused after the wings are humanized. ”

"Oh? So you want to get him? The masked man lifted his elbow from the table and leaned back in his chair, "How capable is he to be seen by you?" ”

A slight smile appeared on Dire's face—but his face was so pale, and his features were so cold that the smile appeared on his face as a thunderclap fell in the middle of the rainy night, and the air in the office was chilling for a moment.

"The empire will someday fall into chaos...... Dire said suddenly, "and at that point, it will be better to hold money than to hold a knife." ”

"You mean to use him as a sword...... Hehe......" The masked man laughed twice and replied, "But Dire...... At all times, the more money the better. Knives are different, and if you don't use them well, you will hurt yourself. At this point, he paused deliberately, but quickly continued, "But you should know what kind of knife you can use, and what kind of knife you would rather destroy with your own hands than let it remain in the world. ”

When Dire heard this, he snorted coldly: "Of course you don't need to say this. ”

"Yes, yes, count me as talkative." The masked man returned to his original state, poking his right elbow on the table, squinting his eyes, and holding his chin with his fingers, "But the next words are more important-"

When Dire heard this, he really straightened up, put down his hands in his arms, and his expression became serious.

Seeing his change in attitude, the masked man smiled knowingly, and then said, "If you want to capture that primordial person, the way is very simple - you can promise him a free identity, a target for planting wings, or pay a little money to buy him off." In fact, if it is true that a primitive person at the bottom of society, who has almost nothing but food, clothing, and personal safety, then his needs should be unlimited - a little effort of resources can be exchanged for quite a rich return. ”

Dire snorted, "It's useless. They were a gang of five people, and they only bought two of them the way you said. The other three primitives, including him, not only didn't buy it, but also killed my subordinates. ”

"Oh?" The masked man was a little surprised, but continued, "If this method doesn't work, it doesn't mean that there is nothing to be done. If you have that determination, try to kill his master. ”

Now it was Nightmare's turn to be surprised: "Killing his master will make him obey me?" What is the rationale for this? ”

"It's very simple." The masked man spread his hands, "For the original servants, the death of their master will leave them without a place. In the eyes of the people of the empire, servants were not human beings at all, they were equivalent to commodities, goods, and were no different from slaves under the backward system of centuries ago. Once the master died, the servant had no place in society. Think about it – who would take over an object that a dead man has used? ”

After hearing this, Dire gradually understood: "You mean that I will recruit him after killing his master, so that he will have to join my side, right?" Because by that time, the empire will no longer have a master who will take over him, and there will be no employer who will hire him, and then he will lose his financial resources. ”

"Absolutely."

"Well, even if it's a good choice......," Dire said, "but the master of the original miners is the Primordial Wing. You shouldn't have forgotten, right? ”

"So what?" The masked male voice is languid.

"His master is the daughter of the Grand Priest."

"It's just a little girl. Are you afraid you won't be able to beat it? ”

Dire stared at him, as if he had heard some shocking news, and only replied after a while: "Don't alarm the Origin Winged during the action, didn't you set this rule?" ”

"I can change what I set." The masked man didn't seem to feel anything, "In order to get a divine weapon to help you, I, Qianhang, don't have this awareness." Moreover, the current Qingyun Empire is no longer the empire of the Dawn War - at that time, the Yuanshengyi people were prestigious in the country and admired by thousands of people. Now...... Even if she is a Yuansheng Wing, she is just a weak woman who is powerless, powerless, and powerless. That is, there is no strategic value and no commercial value, and the empire will not use much resources for her. ”

“…… Is that so? "Dire will be skeptical.

Seeing that he was not at ease, the masked man added, "The Imperial Grand Priest has two daughters and a son. The eldest daughter, Aurelia is twenty-five years old, and now she is the vice-captain of the Bright Wings of the Guards Legion, and she has long been in need of the original servants. So the Origin Winged man you are talking about as the master must be his youngest daughter Eliza. As far as I know, the girl is still studying, and the high priest has neither requirements nor expectations for her. As long as it doesn't interfere with her brother Sid's succession to the next High Priesthood, Eliza can do whatever she wants. So this Eliza. Walker, she can be said to have no influence in the empire now. What's more, the empire has been peaceful for more than half a century, and even the great priest is about to be reduced to Zhang Luo's idle position to hold festivals. In a society where the gap between the rich and the poor is so serious, the people have no feelings for the officials they pay taxes to support, and I am afraid that they hope that some natural and man-made disasters will suddenly come and punish these old aristocrats who are fat and poorly paid. Therefore, if you take action to get rid of her now, not only will it not provoke an external reaction from the whole empire to unite as one, but I can also use the topic to play and instigate the media to stir up class contradictions within the empire and reap the benefits. Wouldn't it be nice to kill two birds with one stone? ”

Dire's patience could barely sustain him through such a long passage, and by the time the masked man was halfway through his words, he was already squinting at the floor, no longer listening to any of it. After the other party finished speaking, he quickly replied almost before he finished speaking: "What you said is too complicated, and it has nothing to do with me." Anyway, it's okay to kill her, that's what it means, right? ”

"That's right."

"Then I'll try the method you said first."

Dire then reports to the Masked Man about recent events.

Although Phyllis and Nina are dead and disabled, they are ultimately plotting against Lei Yan and Aaron. And Phoebe's three-person action was exposed, also because Aaron betrayed all their plan of action at the last moment. It can be said that for Wang Gong's death, this guy has an unshirkable responsibility.

According to the confessions of the two defectors, the masked man "Qianhang" also learned that the main messenger behind the investigation and punishment of Mendel University was the special investigator of the Military Intelligence Service - Karl Anderson. Lieutenant Orlando.

"I don't think it's something to worry about." After listening to Dire's return, the masked man looked as usual, "The second young master of the Shuai Mansion is just hitting the right one." The boy who is used to playing with flowers and useless has been obsessed with women since he joined the army, and he can't extricate himself, and his self-motivation has been thrown out of the clouds. This time, he just happened to meet a few more capable subordinates and showed his face for him, and he didn't bother to investigate the rest of the matter. So as long as you take care of the aftermath of Dire, you won't leave any hidden dangers. ”

Dire accepted Chihang's instructions in silence. After the communication, he got up from the principal's chair and pulled the prepared detonator from his arms.

At the bottom of several buildings, including the medical department, the teachers' offices, and the laboratory building, and in the mezzanine, enough combustible materials have been buried in advance to burn the entire building.

Dire presses the detonation button, and the fuse is ignited with the embedded combustible material. All potential evidence, along with the building, was burned.

The fire burned fiercely in the drizzle all night, and by the time Naoto Ito and his men rushed to the scene to put out the fire, there was nothing left.