The brightly lit streets of Shinjuku show advertisements on large LED screens as usual.

The men and women who commuted to and from work on time in formal clothes looked tired, dragging their heavy steps and bodies to move forward in the flow of people, but they were glad that they did not work overtime tonight.

Business was booming in the izakaya, and the boss, with a scarf wrapped around his head, didn't even bother to wipe the beads of sweat that was about to drip down, helping back and forth between the back kitchen and the front hall.

A small number of tourists enjoy the city's nightlife, and they are undoubtedly more energetic and excited than the busy locals who have lived there for a long time.

A foreign street photographer with a professional camera stands on a street corner and sets up a tripod, trying to capture the strange and aesthetic moments that are overlooked by locals and seem strange and beautiful to outsiders.

Fixing the device, he lit a cigarette and relaxed his mind as he keenly spread his gaze around.

As an avid photographer and professional traveler, he understands that photography is all about luck, not where and when to shoot – because there is no high or low level of beauty that flashes in a moment.

Whether that moment appears in a majestic church or in a dirty and dark slum, if it is captured, it will have the same aesthetic and artistic value.

I want to wait for this moment to appear, maybe the next second, the next minute, the next hour. Every minute and every second of movement can be a prelude to it, or it may just be a tasteless and redundant scrap.

What is the beauty of nature......

His thoughts were wandering through this threshold, but suddenly he froze.

Why stagnation?

The traveler stiffened, and in the corner of his sight, inadvertently, intruded into a young girl.

It's like a silent silver moon suddenly appearing on a noisy and noisy set, exuding a soothing glow, which is obviously silent, but when gazing at it, it is fascinating. It was as if this clear light had washed away the filthy world and brought about an unprecedented perfect atmosphere.

It was indeed a break-in, because she showed up at a moment where she shouldn't have been.

The waist-supple black hair swayed as its owner moved, and the fair-skinned slender body wore a modest JK uniform, black velvet stockings that covered the mid-thighs, and the upper part was an alluring absolute realm. The skirt seems to have been slightly shortened, but it doesn't look revealing, but it is a cute length that complements her figure.

However, none of this caught his attention.

As a qualified traveler, he has been to no less than three digits of countries, traveled all over five continents, and seen countless cultural customs, handsome men and women, but his outstanding appearance alone could not attract his attention.

What really dazzled him was the inadvertent look on his plain white face.

The beautifully shaped lips open and close, like sighing, and like singing.

Beneath the slightly furrowed willow eyebrows, there are eyes full of transparency and illusory texture like glass, and the divergent pupils are staring silently towards a certain point in the void.

In the vast city of Tokyo, the light and shade of darkness and lights are clearly reflected in the narrow cornea of the centimeter square.

It seems that through this backdrop, you can see every corner of the city like a fire. The joy and joy of all, the fear and anger of all, all things, all things......

Only absolute transparency and emptiness can present everything in the world without any personal touches.

He has met beautiful women with rich emotional experiences, innocent and cute ignorant girls like little princesses, and energetic young girls, but he has never seen such a

Such a girl who doesn't look like a human being.

It is not a pure mirror that only imitates and reflects, but more like an extremely pure and extremely cold ice, with a hard mood that can be carried, but expresses indifference with transparent colors.

In her eyes, probably everything is as humble and meaningless as ants crawling in the dust, right?

He, who was waiting for all the moments of inspiration, stealing the few mysteries that nature had given, did not dare to make any blasphemous act on the path she was patrolling.

The traveler shuddered and stiffened, and the afterglow drifted over the poetic curvature of his neck—not in the godlike eyes.

Even if you move your body, you can't help but fear that this transcendent beauty will be destroyed because of this.

Until sober again.

Suddenly, the surroundings recovered from extremely quiet and slow to an annoying crowding and noise. The equipment that has not yet been turned on is still on the tripod, waiting for him to operate it.

Is it a dream?

He frantically threw down his expensive camera equipment and rushed to the intersection where the miracle had just happened.

There was a lot of people, but there was never that deep sleep.

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In the deserted alleys, girls with long black hair walked silently and vigorously, dodging one surveillance probe after another.

The drunken homeless men staggered against the wall, only to feel a gust of wind blowing, squinting their eyes, and still finding nothing.

When she finally reached an empty warehouse, she stopped her ghostly figure.

"Task number: SK.26548. Permission to move number: 78945782A. Request access to the 402 safe house. ”

Cold Chinese came out of her mouth, and then an inconspicuous green light lit up next to the warehouse shutter, revealing a simple ten-bar numeric keypad.

But this keyboard is just a trick.

She pressed the green light until a flat fingerprint authenticator disguised as an indicator gave an indication that the verification was successful.

"Welcome to Safe House 402, Interim Commissioner of the Executive Department, Class 02 Student: Zero."

The gate opens a gap just enough for one person to pass through, revealing a variety of settings that are not spacious but well-organized.

Bed, bath facilities, simple gym equipment, firearm display case, knife holder, refrigerator, flat-screen TV, two laptops using encrypted network, four mobile phones with random numbers, three sets of passports of different nationalities and ages, 5 million yen in cash......

The Kassel Academy has a lot of money, and similar safe houses are set up all over the world, with a dedicated network connection to the main campus.

In general, when carrying out long-term tasks, it is undoubtedly more cost-effective and safe to use the college's safe house than to stay in a hotel.

Sitting in front of the mirror, Zero first removes a supple black faux wig to release his original white blonde hair. No matter how superb the craftsmanship of the wig is, wearing it always feels like a dead thing.

Then facing the mirror, he carefully adjusted the contact lenses -

This black contact lens is said to be the latest product of the equipment department, referring to the idea of the movie Mission Impossible, turning it into a simple data terminal, which can perform various operations through different blink frequencies and focal lengths.

However, after all, it is impossible to do exactly the same as ordinary contact lenses. At first glance, the surface of the fine liquid crystal structure still has an illusory feeling of glass and an unreal smoothness.

No one will pay attention to this, though......

Probably.

Thinking of the street photographer with an abnormal expression on the side of the road before, Zero still decided to change to an ordinary contact lens for camouflage.

After all, this high-tech contact lens is quite uncomfortable to wear.

took off the black sailor suit on his body, revealing not only the beautiful white carcass of the girl in the mirror, but also the tight segmented combat suit hidden under the sailor suit.

Replace the untouched Glock 17 on the road and carry a more powerful and combat-ready firearm.

A little cash, a brand new passport, a mobile phone.

Finally, she wore wide gray sweatpants and a gray jumper, completely enveloping the curves of her slender body, and her white-blond hair was also tied into a simple bun, hidden under the shadow of the hood along with her face.

In this way, she has changed from a pure JK high school student to a night wanderer who cannot tell her age or gender.

This eliminates the possibility of revealing one's identity at the last moment.

Standing in front of the mirror, Zero put his hands in his pockets, tilted his head, and blinked slightly playfully with his black eyes under the hood.

It looks almost like that person's style.

So she went back to the street again, blending in with the hustle and bustle.

The police who maintained order did not give her a second look, and the enthusiastic clerk did not shout at her and introduce the characteristics of the store to her in a different way.

Following the direction of the people, she observed and imagined how someone would feel.

Did he ever walk like this among people who knew nothing? Did he ever think about secrets that people would never know, and then quietly hide everything in the dark?

She passed the corner before she passed, and the traveler leaned against the wall, searching the crowd with a disappointed expression, not even bothering to touch the camera, but his eyes brushed over her as if he were a normal person.

The corners of Zero's mouth curled slightly, and his steps were a little faster.

It's like some kind of illusion, some kind of free and easy feeling that has been ignored and forgotten by everything in the world.

Until the LED screen that scrolled through the advertisement suddenly turned into a news briefing.

"My conditions are simple: I want to speak to His Majesty the Emperor head-on in exchange for the personal safety of all the hostages."

The smiling and playful man after makeup faces the camera, and intentionally or unintentionally, his eyes are right in the center of the screen.

"What...... What the! ”

The middle-aged man in a police uniform looked shocked, and he couldn't believe his ears as well as his colleague next to him.

"His Majesty the Emperor is impossible—"

Maybe they wanted to say, 'It is impossible to condescend to risk your life to receive someone like you,' but the two of them, who were forced to calm themselves under so many guns in consideration of the complex composition and large number of hostages, finally swallowed this sentence back.

This realistic live video has attracted the attention of most passers-by, many of whom have already picked up their phones to shoot and are ready to upload the video to social networking sites.

Until this time, no one thought that this was the real thing that happened at the same time, but more people felt that this was another variety show with novel ideas and classic plots of Hollywood blockbusters.

The video was still playing, but she had already left the crowd of onlookers and walked into the nearest subway station.

Found you.

Zero silently read in his mind, throwing the mobile phone used by the academy to communicate on the track that the subway must pass.

The lights and wind at the front of the car perfectly drowned out the slight sound of mechanical breaking. Then there is the normal parking, opening the door, announcing the station, prompting, closing the door, and driving.

But she just disappeared, and there was no other image in the footage of the station.

(There's been a lot of going on lately, and my thoughts aren't smooth, so it's been a long time.) Excuse me. ）