District 11, a secret research office of the military headquarters in the British Concession.

"General Batlé, His Majesty the Emperor has informed us that we are asking us to send that item back to the imperial capital of Pando Lagong as soon as possible." A young officer opened the door to the research room, walked to the observation room, and whispered to a middle-aged, bald officer with a big belly.

"Well, since it is His Majesty the Emperor's request, then we have to handle it as soon as possible." Hearing what the adjutant said, Battle glanced at the research room, then pinched his chin with his hand and said slowly.

"In order to maintain as much secrecy as possible, this shipment is listed as a record of chemical drugs, you notify it as soon as possible, and organize personnel to transport it out at night when the population is sparse."

"Okay, my subordinates will do it!"

The adjutant whispered, and then walked out of the lab at a hurry.

"Hey, it's a pity that there is not enough time, otherwise it is not impossible to research something." Looking at the busy researchers in the research room, and then looking at the so-called research 'objects', Batlle seems a little unwilling, but what can he do if he is not reconciled?

Time flies, and in a blink of an eye, it is one or two o'clock in the morning, when the moon stars are scarce, and the night under the moonlight looks extremely quiet and charming.

At the military headquarters in the Tokyo Concession, a large truck slowly moved out of an abandoned warehouse.

"Hey, Red Lotus, the Britons' military headquarters has secretly researched everything." A young man hid in the grass on the road and said to the man on the other end of the telecom.

"See, can you see where they're going?" A female voice soon came from the other side of the intercom.

"It looks like it's an airport in the concession area, is there a way?" The man frowned slightly, thought about the geographical location in his mind, and then said.

"Okay, you go back to the fan first, and I'll figure it out." The female voice came again.

"Okay."

The man hung up the walkie-talkie, then glanced at the closed warehouse door in the distance, and slowly disappeared into the night.

Around ten o'clock in the morning the next day.

"Lord Consul, Lelouch has suddenly gone out, and with him is Livar." Angela stood outside the balcony of the teaching building, watching Livar on a motorcycle carrying Lelouch away from the school gate, and then connected to Tang Huang's communication with the communicator on her wrist.

"Oh? Looks like this is already about to enter the plot? ”

Tang Huang sat in the faculty office, a smile on his face.

"At the school gate, I'll be waiting for you there."

"Okay."

Angela hung up the communication and strode towards the teaching building.

"Who is this talking to? And there must be something going out at this time? Well, go ahead and see ....... At the corner of the aisle, Mi Lei, the president of the student union, turned sideways and looked at Tang Huang, who seemed to be talking to himself and had slowly walked downstairs, and then cautiously followed.

In the central area of the Tokyo Concession, a chess and card building used by the aristocracy for recreation and gambling.

"Wow, the aristocracy is amazing, these people are pretentious, and they want to save face, and now the money is earned again." Livar said excitedly as he walked out of the building with Lelouch.

"Hehe~~, the nobles are just a bunch of stupid parasitic moths under privilege, and it's not worth any joy to win them."

Lelouch said with a look of disgust on his face, with some sarcasm.

"Since you're not interested, why don't you try it out with the residents of District 11?" Livar replied with some simplicity.

Hearing Livar say this, Lelouch chuckled and was about to answer him, but then the huge screen of a building outside the door attracted the attention of all the Britons, including him and all the Britons around him.

Looking at the image of the explosion on the floor of a shopping building in the Tokyo Concession on the screen, and the subsequent video speech of Clovis, the third prince of the British Empire, to the deep hatred of terrorists, a trace of hatred quickly flashed in Lelouch's eyes.

More than ten minutes later.

Livar rode his motorcycle back to the school road with Lelouch.

"Speaking of Lelouch, why didn't you mourn in silence just now?" Livar said casually.

"Aren't you not?"

"Huh? It's a shame, okay. Livar replied embarrassedly.

"Yes, even if we cry and cry, the dead will not come back to life, it is just self-satisfaction, and the world will not change at all."

Lelouch said slowly in sarcastic words.

"Lelouch, you're ......."

Just as Livar was talking to Lelouch, a large truck suddenly came in their direction at a rapid opposite speed, which almost scared half of the souls of both Livar and Lelouch, but fortunately, the truck may have spotted them and turned in time, but the truck itself rushed down the lane because it couldn't control the direction and speed, crashed into a building, and kicked up a cloud of smoke.

"This? We're not going to get into trouble! ”

Livar stopped the car in time, looked at the big truck that crashed into the building, and he said nervously to Lelouch in some shock.

"How is that possible? This is caused by the opposite truck going in the wrong direction, don't worry. ”

Lelouch got out of the car and looked at the place where the truck had an accident, and said comfortingly with his back to Livar.

At this time, because of the truck accident, a large group of passers-by quickly poured around, but these people did not go down to rescue the truck, but watched around, some ridiculed, some sarcastic, some questioned, and all kinds of words were different.

"Humph! Everybody is this virtue! ”

Looking at the crowd around him, Lelouch had an angry and disgusted look on his face, then threw his helmet on Livar's motorcycle, and hurried to the place where the truck had an accident.

"Hey, what are you going to do, Lelouch?" Livar shouted as he looked at Lelouch who had run over.

However, Lelouch had already run some distance before he had heard what Livar had to say.

It was at this time that a little girl with a double ponytail in the crowd of onlookers looked at Leluxiu who ran to save people, and the corners of her mouth curled slightly.

"Hehe, it's finally the plot staged."

On the other side, the roof of the building where the accident occurred.

"Looks like we're almost going to play, huh?" Tang Huang looked at the scene of the accident below, glanced at Angela, and said softly.

"What are you going to do?"

Angela asked.

Tang Huang has been here for almost half a month, but he hasn't told Angela about his own plans, so Angela will ask here.

"The contract between CC and Lelouch still has to be completed by them, otherwise this world will not be fun, as for the future, ......."

Tang Huang began to explain his arrangements to Angela.

A few minutes later.

"My lord, you're really funny!"

After listening to Tang Huang's arrangement, Angela said such a sentence to Tang Huang in a flat tone.

"Huh? It's not a bad taste, it's called life, you know? Tang Huang touched his nose and forcibly explained.

“......。”