Chapter 204 Return of Death
When the security personnel discovered something was wrong and rushed to the scene, Liu Lixian’s family of four were sitting neatly on the stairs, looking quietly at the carpet under their feet.

“Lan Shiwen…”

On the airship, a man in a suit with a Van Dyke beard heard the news of the death of Liu Lixian’s family and his slightly graying eyebrows frowned.

Lan Shiwen killed someone in front of him, which was a slap in his face.

But he had no way out. Even though Lan Shiwen had publicly announced a day in advance that he would kill all the members of the Liu family, even though Lan Shiwen had made it clear that he would not accept any pleas, even though he was so powerful, the Yunzhou government could not impose any sanctions on him.

Because there is no evidence.

There is no evidence that Lan Shiwen had anything to do with the deaths of Liu Lixian and Liu Zaixi’s family. Lan Shiwen had sufficient alibis at every time period. The forensic doctor estimated that at 3 a.m. when Liu Zaixi died, Lan Shiwen was eating supper in the busiest CBD central business district in Yundu. Less than half an hour before Liu Lixian’s family died, Lan Shiwen was shopping in the largest mall in Yundu, and was followed by the government’s eyes the whole time.

Without evidence, even if there is evidence, it is impossible to impose legal sanctions on a person who has helped Yunzhou avoid more than one strange disaster.

Yunzhou watched indifferently as members of the Liu family died one by one. After Old Liu’s death, his children and grandchildren ran around in every possible relationship, but were unable to slow down Lan Shiwen’s slaughter of them even a little bit.

The desperate Liu family chose to contact foreign forces and wanted to defect abroad with the confidential intelligence and important resources they had. They really had no other choice.

But their defection gave Lan Shiwen a legitimate reason to massacre them. Even the very few people who were moved by compassion and wanted to protect one or two members of the Liu family had to choose to remain silent.

And he is the overseas force that the Liu family is in contact with.

The man with the Van Dyke beard was named Van Dyke. On the surface, he was a marquis who was canonized by the royal family and owned his own territory and family business. In fact, he was one of the administrators of the Europa sub-network of Shengge Network.

Van Dyke put down the cigarette box in his hand. The death of Liu Lixian’s family had made him lose the mood to smoke.

If the death of Liu Zaixi’s family was inevitable despair, then the death of Liu Lixian’s family just steps away from the airship was a personal contempt against him.

They killed the person he wanted to protect in front of him, and most importantly, no one noticed. This was no longer a slap in the face, but a complete demonstration.

The weather in Yundu is very good today. Through the window, you can see the clear blue sky without a single cloud in sight. In the air that is both cold and warm, you can seem to hear Lan Shiwen’s contemptuous smile.

“I need to meet this arrogant Yunzhou man.” Van Dyke said softly, “This Mr. Lan is too arrogant. What he did has crossed our bottom line. He must pay some price.”

Yes, ‘some’ cost.

It is not easy for the promoted ones to have conflicts with each other, especially for a powerful promoted one like Lan Shiwen. Lan Shiwen did step on Van Dyke’s face, but he only made him lose face. Lan Shiwen killed the Liu family. This was an internal struggle in Yunzhou. What does it have to do with him, a foreigner?
It’s a matter of face, so I just asked for some symbolic compensation and it was over.

Those who have been promoted are very wary of each other and try to avoid conflicts if possible.

But Lan Shiwen didn’t think so.

As Van Dyke put down his cigarette case, a gleaming dagger had already pierced into the back of his head.

The dagger was sharp, and only the tip of it penetrated a little. The pain of the cut flesh was enough to make Van Dyke realize his current situation. As soon as his butt left the chair, he sat back down.

“There’s no need for things to get so awkward between us, Mr. Lan.” Van Dyke said, “A famous person in your country once said that we should make more friends and fewer enemies. We should be friends, not enemies.” “I don’t think so.” Lan Shiwen raised the dagger in his hand and cut the skin on the back of Van Dyke’s head by a few millimeters: “We have been enemies from the beginning, and there is no room for easing.”

“I don’t understand what you are talking about, sir. I always thought we were good friends!” Van Dyke’s tone was a little aggrieved: “How can you say such cruel words?”

“Really? Do you want to think about it again?” Lan Shiwen said with a fake smile: “Do you still remember what you did?”

“Mr. Liu’s family is in big trouble. We are willing to provide them with shelter. It’s that simple.” Van Dyke said puzzledly: “I swear I never knew that Mr. Lan’s hatred for his family was so deep. If I had known in advance, I would never agree to that guy’s excessive request!”

“Really?” Lan Shiwen still had a fake smile on his face: “You really only protected one person named Liu?”

As soon as these words came out, Van Dyke’s face changed drastically: “I, I still don’t understand what you are talking about, sir…”

“Hint: He Rongqiu.” Lan Shiwen said calmly: “You should know this name.”

“I…” Van Dyke’s panic expression subsided silently, replaced by gloom and calmness: “What a pity! I thought we had successfully concealed it from your intelligence system, but it seems that this was just an illusion.”

“This is not an illusion. You did deceive our intelligence system.” Lan Shiwen shook his head: “But you didn’t deceive me.”

As soon as he finished speaking, Lan Shiwen closed his eyes and shouted loudly: “Oh, my God! Look at this lovely little thing. Who brought it here? What’s your name?”

As Lan Shiwen shouted this sentence, a cute rag doll that looked like a little girl fell from his shoulder to the ground.

“You…” Van Dyke was horrified, and then the shock on his face was replaced by anger: “Which son of a bitch betrayed me!”

“It’s you, my friend.” Lan Shiwen held the dagger and stabbed it into the back of Van Dyke’s head. The cold metal blade pierced through his brain stem: “You definitely don’t know this is the nth time I have died in your hands.”

After kicking Van Dyke’s body to the ground, Lan Shiwen quickly took off the Marquis’s custom-made suit and took out a piece of rag covered with spells from the lining of the clothes.

Anna, Mariabelle, Coco, Tasia… different names written in different handwritings covered almost every inch of the white cloth, leaving not much space for Lan Shiwen.

Lan Shiwen pulled a pen from Van Dyke’s pocket and wrote a new name on the blank corner of the rag:
【Xia Rong】

“You definitely don’t know how many times I’ve written my name on this piece of cloth.” Lan Shiwen put down his pen, picked up the doll on the ground and wrapped it in the cloth, then closed his eyes and said silently, “I hope I didn’t write your name wrong this time, dear.”

It doesn’t matter if you make a mistake, you can just start over.

Everyone thought that his ability was to predict the future, but in fact it was not.

Lan Shiwen is the only one in the world who knows his true ability, and this ability is something almost no one can guess – return from the dead.

After I die, the world restarts.

(End of this chapter)