Super Memory, Burst!

"There's nothing to see."

He Ao wanted to dodge, but he suddenly found that his body was gradually losing control.

A violent heat spread over his skin and through his veins, making him involuntarily turn around, embrace the soft body behind him, press her against the wall, and assault her.

He Ao frowned, controlling his body not to move. Caught between the pull of his mind and body, his entire body instantly became stiff and unable to move.

"Why suppress your desires?"

The Red Skirt Woman placed her hand on He Ao's neck. Like a Dancer gripping a pole on stage, she spun lightly and turned to face He Ao. Then, she lay on He Ao's chest like a kitten, pressing her ear against his left chest. "Listen, your body is craving."

Her voice was very light and soft. Although she was speaking in front of him, He Ao felt her voice echoing in his ears, in the depths of his heart.

Some enchanting fantasies surged into He Ao's mind with her voice, stirring his desires and impacting his spirit.

He Ao felt the temperature of his entire body rise by one or two degrees.

His whole body was gradually becoming sensitive, like a suppressed volcano, surging with waves ready to erupt at any moment.

He Ao finally managed to suppress the surging desire, but a faint chill suddenly fell upon him. It was the touch from the Red Skirt Woman's fingertips.

This subtle stimulation made He Ao's body tremble again. If this continued, he would lose control of his body sooner or later.

He didn't know what the consequences of indulging his desires would be, but from the perspective of this Red Skirt Woman, it was probably nothing good.

The woman seemed to sense the change in He Ao's psychological state. She leaned against He Ao, a charming smile on her lips. "Little brother, everyone dies eventually. Most people die in endless pain. They are unwilling, hesitant, and confused. Instead of waiting for such a tragic future, why not choose a happy way to die?"

Dying happily is also a way to die, right...

But He Ao didn't want to die yet, at least not before the mission was completed.

"Are you a follower of the Desire Witch?" He Ao suppressed the restlessness in his body and looked down at the woman's charming face. "Is guiding indulgence one of your rituals? Do you gain benefits from the ritual? Or does it please your god?"

"You are indeed a smart child. The Witch likes smart children," the woman blinked her eyes, looking at He Ao's face. "I hope you enjoy this last pleasure."

"Wait a minute!" He Ao suddenly stopped her actions and quickly asked, "You are the Desire Witch follower who killed Mu Xiu's family back then, aren't you?"

He Ao's question stunned the woman. She paused, released her hand, and took two steps back, looking at He Ao with interest. "What do you know?"

I guessed right!

He Ao hadn't suspected the woman at first. He had always thought that the Desire Witch's followers were working collectively, and Mu Xiu was chasing the Desire Witch's followers. He had always thought this woman was just an ordinary follower.

The fact that Mu Xiu could directly restrain this woman also indirectly proved this point.

But obviously, his previous prediction was slightly off.

The woman easily broke free from the electromagnetic handcuffs and controlled him, proving that her strength far exceeded his, even comparable to Mu Xiu's.

So she was not an ordinary follower, and she wouldn't be easily restrained by Mu Xiu. She had been hiding her strength.

From this perspective, when Mu Xiu saw Selina appear, his first reaction was not to fight but to flee, fearing that he had fallen into this woman's trap and would be attacked from both sides.

Coupled with the trajectory of Mu Xiu's pursuit before, the answer was obvious.

This woman in front of him was the murderer who killed all of Mu Xiu's relatives. Since Mu Xiu received the favor of the God of Chaos, he had been pursuing this woman. He was not pursuing the Desire Witch's followers, but his enemy.

When this clue was connected, some previously inexplicable problems became easy to solve.

"You deliberately attracted my attention? Made me put a tracker on you? So that Mu Xiu and the Federal Bureau of Investigation would clash, and you could also use Mu Xiu to attract the attention of the Federal Bureau of Investigation and the Dawn City Police Department?"

He Ao stared at the woman in front of him, speaking slowly, word by word, "What a brilliant plan of using tigers to devour wolves, luring the tiger away from the mountain, and killing two birds with one stone. Do you have other plans? What do you want to do?"

"Hmm, I take back my previous evaluation," the woman slowly gripped the hem of her skirt, took off the tracker He Ao had stuck on her, and crushed it with a 'bang'. "You are even smarter than I imagined, but unfortunately, your reaction was a bit slow. When chaos appears, the ritual has already begun."

"Is that so?" He Ao thought for a moment. He didn't refute the woman but instead asked, "You want to repeat the Evil God descent ritual that Twilight City experienced back then in Dawn City? Let me think, you'll most likely choose the most conspicuous but also the most easily overlooked place, the Crown Casino?

Now the entire Dawn City's attention is drawn to Mu Xiu. When the spotlight is shifted, the place previously illuminated by the spotlight will instead be in the dark."

"What a smart child," the woman slowly raised He Ao's gun-holding hand, twisted the muzzle, and pointed it at He Ao's forehead. Her finger rested on the trigger. "It seems we can't spend the night together."

"One last question," He Ao's expression was calm, "Did you go to Kaya City five years ago?"

"Yes!"

The woman tilted her head, revealing a gentle and charming smile, and then she slowly pulled the trigger.

He Ao looked into her eyes.

Now!

Super Memory, burst!

The alley outside the Crown Casino.

"Boss, didn't you go to Aston District to clean house?"

The man in the waiter's uniform looked at Viktor standing in front of him in horror.

"Yeah!"

Viktor shrugged, raised his gun, and shot the waiter in the head.

However, the waiter anticipated Viktor's attack and dodged the shot.

A hand slowly extended from under the street lamp, appearing right in front of the waiter, grabbing his neck and snapping it.

Smith threw the waiter's body aside with a grim expression. The field investigators behind him quickly moved to destroy the ritual array that had been set up. He glanced at Viktor.

"You seem to be in a hurry?"

Viktor lit a cigar and put it in his mouth.

"'Dancer' isn't here."

Smith's voice was low.

His wristband suddenly vibrated.