Rantimor, a product of spatial refraction technology, literally copies a block of the original world as a whole, and then scans it to generate it in the branching world.

Due to the impact of World War III in 2060, the sub-worlds are no longer governed by any political system and have gradually developed their own unique way of operating.

And the story of the City of Dreams,

It will also start here......

"Happy birthday!"

The year is 2091, and World War III is still going on.

In the office building of the Rantimo Intelligence Agency, in the private office of Agent Elsa Syl, everyone celebrates her twenty-second birthday.

The curtains in the office were pulled down, the pink cake was placed on Elsa's smart desk, and the red flame of the digital candle became the only light source in the room.

Elsa stood in front of the flame of the cake with her fingers interlocked, and closed her eyes.

"I hope to meet someone worthy of deep friendship this year."

She made the same wish in her heart, opened her eyes easily, and blew out the candle.

"Happy Birthday!" The head of the Rantimo Intelligence Bureau, Mihadi took the lead in applauding, and Elsa smiled warmly.

"Come on, come on, share the cake."

Another female colleague happily suggested, picked up the cutter and dropped five cuts on the cake......

An hour later, everyone left the office one after another after the celebration, leaving only Mihadi and Elsa in the office.

Mihadi's last remaining hair had turned white, and his rough, patchy skin made him look even more battered by his bruising of the bruises that had been caused by prolonged exposure to red nuclear contamination during World War III, a former soldier in the new Soviet Union who had been badly wounded and had been awarded many medals after his retirement.

Mihadi stared out the window with a heavy face, followed the Oslandon private helicopter flying towards the new city, and handed Elsa a mission report, and said heavily:

"According to the informant's intelligence, at 11:00 a.m., there will be a drug deal in the alley behind the Magic Club on Selft Street in the South East District, and the seller is the Osidens family. At the request of your sponsor, Oslandon Private, you need to monitor the transaction and report to the people involved. ”

Mihadi paused after speaking, turned his head to look at Elsa, and said coldly:

"Plus, track down the buyers, catch them so they can work for us in the future, the Intelligence Service can't afford any mass casualties."

Elsa took the report, which contained the biographies of the mafia leader, and the seller's main person who participated in the transaction this time was also the daughter of the Osidens family, Zosal Occidens

Zosha'er is a girl with an appearance age of fourteen, and her actual age should be about twenty-five. He is about 157 tall, has blue eyes, blond arm-length hair, and is multilingual.

The most prominent feature of her outfit is probably the pair of spiraling double ponytails tied with black bows, which also makes her look much more immature.

It's hard to believe, but it's true.

Mihadi patted her on the shoulder and smiled as usual: "This opportunity is rare, take advantage of it." ”

Elsa is the most proud agent brought out by Mihadi.

The Rantimo Intelligence Agency, a private intelligence security contractor established by Mihadi, abbreviated as LI. It is a pure interest cooperative relationship with Oslandon enterprises that are at the forefront of science and technology.

At 11:00 a.m., on the roof of the Magic Club, Elsa changed into a special black suit made of Kevlar fiber and waited on the roof for the drug deal to proceed.

AT THIS TIME, A BLACK MODEL S UNSURPRISINGLY STOPPED AT THE ENTRANCE OF THE CLUB.

Two tall men in black suits and red ties got out of the front row, one of them brought out a black suitcase,

Another bodyguard opened the door at the back of the car without delay, and a young girl jumped out of the car.

The girl wore a burgundy blouse and a black pleated skirt, with a black tie that did not match her appearance, and a golden double ponytail spiraling on her forearms.

The girl walked briskly into the alley, and her unrestrained stride made Elsa feel the rush of this transaction.

In the alley, around the corner, five or six sturdy but sluggish young men in black and white jackets came out.

Three people were holding old submachine guns in their right hands, and one of them was carrying a black leather bag in his left hand

Elsa listens to their conversation using a communicator that has been thrown into the trash bin beforehand.

The girl waved her hand and motioned for her bodyguards to bring the drugs to them for inspection.

"You just sent a little girl to make a deal, and you look down on us so much."

The person who went to inspect the goods joked that he was fiddling with drugs in his hands.

"Money, did you bring it?"

The girl asked indifferently and simply, as if only money could make her happy.

The man turned his head and gestured to his accomplice behind him, and the man with the black leather bag quickly stepped forward and handed it to the girl.

"It makes sense to pay with one hand and deliver with the other." The man said in a weird way,

The man saw that the other bodyguard had taken the money, so he also took the suitcase containing drugs in his hand with his other hand, and immediately turned around and prepared to leave.

"It's a pleasure to work with."

She said deliberately in a brisk tone, sounding like she was responding to the man's strange words just now.

The man did not respond, but quickly left the alley with his accomplices.

"Looks like a clean deal." Elsa thought so.

"So, you can come out, hidden in the shadows." The girl's sudden words made Elsa stop sending encrypted emails.

The air instantly became heavy, and only the cold wind was still blowing.

The girl continued unconcernedly: "I don't think you Italians should be so cowardly? ”

"Isn't it me......" Elsa thought to herself, breathing a sigh of relief.

This situation made Elsa dare not relax for a moment,

But she didn't think much of it, so she quickly finished typing the rest of the words and sending the email, took the USP pistol half-held in her right hand, and slowly walked to the edge of the platform to look down tentatively.

The girl was looking down at her phone, and the pistol in her hand was pointed at Elsa.

"Discovered!" Elsa was stunned, and before she could react, a muffled gunshot rang out—

The gun was silenced.

Bullets whizzed across the left side of Elsa's head, bursting strands of blonde hair at a high speed.

Suddenly, Elsa heard the sound of metal colliding behind her.

Elsa turned around nervously and saw that a tall man in a black leather coat had fallen to the ground a meter or two away from her, clutching a short sword submachine gun in his hand.

And the bullet happened to pierce his head, blasting a huge blood hole in the back of his head.

"Isn't the target me?" Elsa had some doubts in her heart.

By the time Elsa turned back to the edge of the roof and looked at the girl, she had already strode back into the black sports car, and the young buyer was about to disappear at the end of the alley

Elsa didn't care so much, quickly picked up the shortsword submachine gun, put away the computer and quickly went down the rusty iron staircase next to the building, and hurried out into the street.

"Damn, I should have been more sophisticated." Elsa grumbled in her heart.

"The alley the group was walking down a straight alley, and there was no back door to enter." Elsa thought to herself, and trotted easily around to the exit at the other end of the alley.

In the alley, young people who had just exchanged a dirty sum of money for drugs walked in groups.

"I think this time it's really high-end goods, and you can make a lot of money by reselling."

"That's not it, go back and set a date, you come to my house for a gathering, and I'll call a few more door-to-door services."

"Speaking of door-to-door service, don't you think that girl from Osidens just now is very positive?"

"I'll go, dude, you turned out to be a lolicon."

"How can there be such a depressing Lori dressing, maybe she is a childlike arrogant and sullen."

"Hey, wait, is there someone blocking our way ahead?"

The group of people stopped, looked at Elsa in a suit at the entrance of the alley, she pointed a submachine gun at the group of people with her right hand, took out the police ID card from the right inner pocket with her left hand, and scolded sharply: "Elsa Detective of the Intelligence Bureau, police number 17105, please come with me." ”

The group looked at each other and laughed, not taking the intelligence agent seriously.

"Are young people so impetuous now, sure enough, the cultural output of the Ronalx Party should not be underestimated."

Elsa pulled the trigger of the submachine gun, and the dagger struck a chain of bullets with a suffocating rate of fire, the piercing sound of gunfire echoing through the floors of the alley. The bullets hit the guns on their flanks, and the parts of the guns flew to the ground.

Seeing this, the person holding the suitcase containing drugs panicked and put the suitcase on the ground, and hurriedly pushed it with his hand, and the box collided and rotated in all directions between the walls, and finally slipped to Elsa's feet by chance, and the patrol officers of the intelligence bureau patrolling on the side of the road heard the gunshots and rushed to hear the news.

Two police cars from the Intelligence Bureau stopped at the entrance of the alley with a shrill siren, and the red-blue light penetrated into the gloomy alley.

Three or four fat, gun-wielding patrolmen stepped out of the car.

After Elsa made her identity card clear, she said succinctly: "Help me send these people to the police station, and you can hand over this suitcase yourself to receive the bonus." ”

After Elsa finished speaking, she picked up the box at her feet and handed it to the patrolman, who put the gun on his side waist and took the box, then handed it to his partner and scanned Elsa's ID card with the scanner.

"Okay, I'll pick up the bargain today." The fat patrolman said with a smile, patting her shoulder hard, and the strength was not so much admiration as hatred for Elsa's luck.

The patrolman then cleared his throat and shouted to the youths: "Okay, okay, put your head in your hands, and line up for me to come out!" ”

As the sirens turned off and the car moved away, Elsa contacted Mihadi while avoiding the eyes of passers-by, and ran all the way back to the roof of the building, trying to dispose of the man's body before anyone else noticed.

But when she stepped on the creaking rusty staircase and returned to the roof, the corpse was long gone, and even the brains and blood that had exploded on the ground had been processed without a trace, as if everything that had just happened was just Elsa's hallucination.

"Did the mafia do it?" Elsa speculated.

The distant and deep chime of the bell comes from the intersection of the old and the new districts, and it is the fixed point of the church in the center of Rantimo.

"It's 12:00, and time always passes quietly while on mission." Elsa stood on the rooftop and looked into the distance......

A few years ago, on January 18th, Elsa's adult day, her parents brought her to the central church of Rantimo for the annual Orthodox Baptismal Day.

Elsa's father was an outlier compared to the others, and she didn't know why her father had an extra arm and abscesses all over his body, and her mother emphasized that he was a great and strong man.

But Elsa doesn't want to be one of those rebellious kids on TV, and she always cherishes the time she spends with her parents.

The bishop of Rantimo Center Church, whose name is Rydal, is a man in his forties, who wears a golden helmet and a robe that is not shiny from the others.

Before the opening time of the church in the evening, Elsa's parents took her to Rydal privately, hoping that he could cleanse Elsa's body with some of the holy water that had been purified after prayer, as a sign of Elsa's evil disease.

Although this is not one of the items that the church is open to the public, after Rydal repeatedly confirmed the opinions of the three of them, he led Elsa to the inside of the church.

Flowing water runs almost the entire length of the church.

Rydal first led Elsa to the confluence of the flowing water, and Elsa looked around

"It's a very religious bathhouse." She thought.

Elsa stared at the artificial pond, in fact she had been a little reluctant, and even though she understood, she was still not used to undressing in front of such a sensitive age stranger.

Rydal handed Elsa a new yukata and said, "Okay, kid, you can do it yourself, I might need to take care of something." ”

Elsa was a little stunned, but she took the supplies that Rydal handed her and walked into the bathroom.

Everything happened just as Elsa wanted, just like her usual bath, but she didn't like the stinging sensation of her skin touching the cold water, and Elsa could even feel the ice water take the heat away from her.

After a while, she heard hurried but stumbling footsteps in the hallway, and before Elsa could judge, a naked girl fell into the hall drunk.

Elsa was shocked, "Could it be the ...... of the church?"

Elsa hurriedly got up from the pool, put on her yukata, and trotted to the girl with her own clothes.

"Is it the daughter of a member?"

Thinking so, Elsa noticed the key in the girl's hand, and carried the girl back to the corresponding room by the house number.

Elsa gently laid the girl on the bed, and saw that the girl was not awake and had no intention of negotiating with her.

"Let's wait for Rydal first." Elsa quickly got dressed and sat on the edge of the bed when she thought of this, and in her spare time, her eyes couldn't help but start to look at each other.

The girl's many lateral scars struck fear into Elsa, who had studied medicine in college and recognized them as stab wounds.

Elsa quickly looked around, and her gaze returned to the girl.

"What did she go through?" Elsa couldn't help but ask inwardly.

Suddenly, the girl opened her eyes, and her empty blue pupils made Elsa inadvertently feel a chill, like those eyes could pierce everything.

"Ahh Sorry, I'm a little curious. Elsa hurriedly shifted her gaze and explained.

The girl looked at Elsa's panicked appearance and snorted.

"Looks like it's easy to get along with...... Elsa sighed in relief

"It's a gunshot wound." The girl replied as if she knew what she was thinking.

"As you can imagine, it's hard to dodge bullets on a battlefield full of bullets, and they always tear your skin apart." With that, the girl got up from the bed, and the yellow hair that was scattered on her back drooped a few strands.

The girl stretched out her hand and said kindly, "Can you call me IV and make a friend?" ”