Chapter 49 Second Half

The latest website: Everything happened quietly.

Silently, there was a change.

Then, like a thunderous explosion, Lawrence, the A-level manager of the 'Asylum', was caught off guard.

Lawrence, who has always been gentle, turned blue at this moment, and there was a hint of coldness in his usually smiling eyes.

After Sean was accidentally beheaded, he directly ordered Clark and Litus to kill Edmond.

'fraternity'?

Lawrence knew it.

When Warren, Quick, Clive, Edwin, Jones, and Rodney died, he knew from the very beginning of the 'Brotherhood', because Clark and Litus initially chose to join because they were his order.

It's a good idea to use so-called grief and anger to move people's hearts.

But it was too late.

Edmond you have disappointed me so much.

It's really a pity that he really fell to the point where he realized at the last moment.

This is Lawrence's seemingly regretful sigh when he knows the "Brotherhood".

However, such a sigh only existed in the moment before Sean's death!

That exclamation turned to anger when Lawrence learned of Sean's death.

He understood that Eddmond knew that he would send someone, and there was a high probability that it would be Sean, so it was Edmund's design from beginning to end to kill Sean.

Lawrence, who wanted to understand the process in an instant, was furious.

Not only has the useful tool Sean been killed, but more is his miscalculation.

Also, this is the second time he has miscalculated on Edmond.

This was unbearable for Lawrence.

Therefore, Lawrence directly ordered to kill Edmond.

And now,

It has been more than 5 minutes since Clark and Lites acted, but the necessary information has not been sent back...

Clark and Litus failed!

Although Lawrence had no idea what was going on, the outcome of failure was certain.

"Etdemon, Eddmond..."

"You impress me again."

Lawrence murmured.

Then, a playful smile appeared on the corner of Lawrence's mouth again.

His anger has long since vanished with the complete failure of this game, and what he has is just a touch of excitement, he expects to start the third game with Edmond.

Once the first game, he won.

In the second game just now, he lost.

then?

The third game, of course, was going to make Edmond even more painful.

Last time, Edmond walked away from Angcheng in despair, eating and waiting to die.

This time, he wants to make Etdemont die, and suffer every day.

"'Brotherhood'?"

Lawrence squinted slightly in thought.

Edmond broke the game with the 'Brotherhood', and of course he used the 'Brotherhood' to play the game.

The widow and relatives of Warren, Quick, Clive, Edwin, Jones, and Rodney are such useful pieces. s hard work.

Almost instantly, Lawrence thought of a lot of plans that could make Edmond suffer.

He did not choose, but prepared to use them one by one.

For example, if Quick's son and Rodney's son were kidnapped, they were placed in secret places on the east and west ends of Ang City, and bombs were naturally tied to them.

Then, he attacked Warren's pregnant wife, and let Edmond choose whether to keep the big or the young.

Clive's girlfriend has an accident, and it's a good choice to face a group of daring gangsters after drinking too much.

Edwin's parents are too old, so be kind enough to let them get into a car accident.

Jones' younger sister, young and tough, not bad, but impulsive, if I told her it was all because of Edmond... a good show would have been better.

However, this is only the beginning of the second game.

The real highlight, of course, is for Edmond to watch the entire city go down!

Thinking of this, Lawrence smiled gently.

"Really good."

As he muttered to himself, he picked up the communicator and prepared to implement his plan.

But at this moment-

Drop, drop.

Messages came on the communicator one after another.

Holda: I've been exposed, request to evacuate.

Crick: I was just attacked and requested to evacuate.

Will: There are people watching me, asking to evacuate.

These are three people who he has arranged for a long time, who act as dark sons on the bright side, but actually act as 'bait'.

The three were found, and Lawrence didn't care.

What really caught his attention was the latter one.

Simon: It's true! 'Hydra' and 'Night Owl Court' are real!

Simon, his real dark son.

It was his carefully selected shadow.

He believed in each other.

But it was because of his belief that he became more and more unbelievable.

"Are 'Hydra' and 'Night Owl Court' real?"

Lawrence frowned for the first time.

As the management staff of the 'shelter', his level is enough for him to read some secret materials and know some things that ordinary people don't know. Before, he had already checked Angcheng in detail for the layout.

The history of Ang City is only a hundred years old, and there are written records in the new century. Although some things have happened, each time is within the controllable range.

and many more!

within the controllable range?

Lawrence subconsciously thought of the 'Night Owl Court' that he took as a joke.

Ang City is not a prosperous city, but in the archives with written records, there has not been any 'abnormalities' and disasters beyond the scope.

Moreover, why did Edmond choose Ang City?

Was it really because he was disheartened?

Isn't it to accumulate strength to counterattack him?

And when he checked it before, the historical records before the new century of Angcheng were very vague, and there were still a lot of faults, which should be normal in normal times, but if the 'Night Owl Court' really existed...

These are all man-made!

It's the 'Night Owl Court' covering up the truth!

Drop, drop!

The voice of the communicator rang again.

The message came from Simon.

However, the above information is astonishingly-

Simon: Due to the night owl, the time of the verdict!

Night Owl!

There is no doubt that Simon should be dead, otherwise, it is impossible for the enemy to take the communicator.

"Etdemon, I underestimated you!"

"and also……"

"'Night Owl Court'!"

Lawrence said harshly.

He knew this game, and he lost more than he imagined.

Moreover, the third game is not as simple as imagined.

But as long as he is still the A-level manager of the 'shelter', everything has a chance to start over, and he can...

wrong!

He knows this!

Of course Edmond knew it!

Now that Edmond has made his move, will he still give him such a chance?

Lawrence's expression changed.

Without any hesitation, he took out two hidden USB drives directly from the dark compartment of the desk in front of him, got up and walked towards the hanger.

Leave the 'Asylum' headquarters!

This is what Lawrence is thinking at the moment.

But just as he took off his coat and hat, the office door was pushed open.

A team of mobile troops from the headquarters rushed in.

Leading the charge was one of his colleagues, Gollor.

"Lord Lawrence, I hope you don't resist, there are some things that need your cooperation in the investigation."

"Of course, we all trust you."

"There must be something wrong."

said the colleague.

Obviously, Lawrence's performance on weekdays gave him a little leeway to turn around at this time.

"certainly."

Lawrence said this, put his hat on his head, put on his coat, and looked very cooperative. Then, Lawrence looked at his colleague calmly, and said in a slow voice, "Lawrence, I didn't expect you to be so do something like that."

The voice fell, and the colleagues did not speak again.

Lawrence took a step forward and knocked down his colleague.

"catch him!"

"Push down!"

Looking at his colleague who collapsed to the ground, Lawrence said very coldly.

The surrounding mobile team members acted immediately.

Lawrence followed, and then, after completing a series of detention procedures, he swaggered to the parking lot, got into Goroll's car, and put a blues cassette into the cassette machine. In the sound of music, he stepped on the accelerator, and the car slowly left the 'Asylum' headquarters.

Lawrence was in no hurry.

He knew he had at least an hour.

And this 1 hour is enough for him to do a lot of things.

For example: contact the 'Temple' and tell them what happened in Ang City.

Or, inform the 'Temple' of the special bases of several 'shelters'.

Presumably the people in the 'Temple' will be interested in those special containment objects.

Of course, there is also the ‘Holy Snake Society’.

This is also a power that can be harnessed.

However, the first thing he does now is to activate the 'bomb' that he has long buried in Angcheng.

But reason told him that doing so now would not achieve the best results.

So, he restrained.

"Etdemon, our third inning has begun."

Lawrence, who had completely torn off his camouflage, said with a gloomy voice and a gloomy face. The whole person was like a poisonous snake that burrowed back into the bushes from the light, which was not only dangerous, but also deadly.

Ang Cheng, in the office, Edmond, who had been waiting for the call, remained silent.

Bell Bell.

As soon as the phone rang, Edmond picked up the phone.

"Etdemon, everything you reported is true."

"After our confirmation, Lawrence has been arrested."

On the other end of the phone was a female voice, stern and unusual.

Edmond usually didn't want to hear this voice, but at this time, he felt that the voice was so wonderful.

However, he did not wait for him to be happy.

His communicator rang, and when he saw the text on the communicator clearly, his brows frowned.

Lawrence: Are you ready?

"Your Excellency Wei En, I suggest you check it carefully."

Edmond said.

"Are you questioning me?"

Vayne's voice sank, but then the A-rank member ordered a re-examination. Upon hearing such an order through the receiver, Edmond's serious face suddenly collapsed and became lazy. Yes, especially after shrugging his shoulders, his straight body slipped down involuntarily, and he slumped in the soft sofa chair.

"Sure enough, I'm still used to being a salted fish."

After saying such words, Edmond picked up the communicator again, watching Lawrence's murderous words, he thought for a moment and edited a message and sent it.

Then, he threw the communicator on the table.

Under the lights of the room, the communicator displayed the message just sent—

Edmond: Sorry, who are you?

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