"How can you say that it is also a world-class metropolis, if it is small here, can it be big there?" Artoria replied simply. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

"The snow is not small, let's find a hotel to stay in quickly." Guan Yi hugged his shoulders and stomped his feet, Guan Yi, who had never left Hainan Province since he was born, naturally had never seen real snow, in Guan Yi's first impression of snow, snow was cold, very cold, and the second impression was white, very white, but Guan Yi never thought about it, stretching out the white snow only pays attention to being so cold, although the snow is beautiful, but the cold felt by the body is more real. Guan Yi's impression of snow comes from TV commercials, tourism promotional films and Antarctic scientific expedition documentary films, and he has not really felt the feeling of snow falling on his body and then slowly melting, so he has no impression of being in the cold, the coldest temperature he has ever felt in his life is 20 degrees Celsius, and her current dress is still bought by Artoria on Sanya.com, otherwise she really can't find a place to buy a down jacket.

The white slim-fitting Bosideng down jacket was lined with a thick Monte woollen fabric, and the burgundy knee-length skirt was followed by a pair of thick black cotton pants and a pair of deerskin boots. Artoria really didn't spend less money, and the total cost of this outfit was almost 3,000 yuan, but Artoria really didn't even blink her eyes when she clicked to pay, which made Guan Yi very moved, so the next day it was like the Sanya branch submitted a leave slip, plus Artoria's letter of recommendation, Guan Yi easily asked for half a year's vacation, but unfortunately, Guan Yi still did not take the exam for a gun license, and the examiner had a very tough attitude. It was determined that Guan Yi would not be allowed to pass the written examination of Newcastle College's design subjects before returning to the branch for the shooting test. After weighing the pros and cons, Artoria decisively asked Guan Yi to give up the exam, but called Ye Zifeng and asked Ye Zifeng to help Guan Yi apply for a gun permit, but the mechanical girl on the other end of the phone replied only "Chief Ye Zifeng is currently on a mission, and the communication terminal has locked Chief Ye Zifeng's mobile phone, and the external phone cannot be connected." Such an answer. Artoria used her authority to find out the initial location of Ye Zifeng's mission, the Tokyo headquarters of the Japanese branch of the Admiralty Security Council in Roppongi, Minato-ku, Tokyo.

Artoria flew thousands of miles to Tokyo with Guan Yi, but unfortunately, they received a blizzard red alert just after landing at Narita Airport, saying that their flight was the last plane to land at Narita Airport.

Originally, Artoria planned that the commissioner would run all over the world during the mission, and if he couldn't find it in Tokyo, he would ask all the way, but the heavy snow seriously interfered with Artoria's plan, and Artoria had to take Guan Yi to the Tokyo headquarters first.

Artoria doesn't know why she cares so much about Ye Zifeng, since hearing that Ye Zifeng's mobile phone was locked, Artoria has been haunted by a trace of haze in her heart, although she said that she came to Ye Zifeng to help Guan Yi get a gun license, but what Artoria really wanted in her heart was to see with her own eyes how Ye Zifeng was doing recently. It's been more than a year since I've been away, and I've been concerned about my own business, and I haven't even made a phone call between the two.

Shuttling through the flow of people, Artoria held Guan Yi's hand tightly, while Guan Yi followed Artoria's footsteps tightly, for fear of being separated.

Both of them were coming to Japan for the first time, and the language barrier and the road were unfamiliar, so the only thing they could do now was Google Maps and automatic translation software on Altoria's phone. It took a lot of effort for the two to exchange the RMB in their hands for a lot of yen. Artoria didn't know the exchange rate between the yen and the yuan, she didn't even know which one was more valuable than the yen, so she took Artoria and ran to the Bank of Mitsubishi with 100,000 yuan to exchange for nearly 1.7 million yen bills, but all she got was 170 10,000 yuan bills with the portrait of Yukichi Fukuzawa.

Although she was a little surprised that the exchange rate was so high, Artoria soon discovered that it would cost 98 yen to buy two onions in Japan, so she was no longer surprised by the high exchange rate between the yuan and the yen.

There are a lot of bills stuffed in the wallet, but there is nowhere to go, the blizzard has buried Tokyo, there are no rooms in the hotel, and even if she wants to sleep in the hallway, she will not be allowed, so the only thing Artoria can think of now is the Security Council headquarters building in Tokyo. In any case, there will always be one or two rooms in the Security Council headquarters building in Tokyo for the two of them, right?

Braving heavy snow and surging crowds, the two finally squeezed in front of the Security Council headquarters building in Tokyo, but something seemed to be quite wrong here.

Dressed in white uniforms, wearing soft metal protective armor, and accompanied by a PKK-1900 "Magnon" pistol at his waist, the Security Council implementation team was standing at the door of the Security Council's headquarters building in Tokyo to direct order. The old man forced out a smile to comfort the aggrieved child, while the working-class office worker carried the suitcase in his hand with a sad face and slowly moved forward with the long line.

"What's going on? Are we on the wrong track? This is the government's refugee resettlement center, right? Guan Yi looked at Artoria suspiciously, and asked a little puzzled.

"That's right, Google Maps indicates that this is the Admiralty Security Council Headquarters in Tokyo?" Artoria looked at Google Maps on her phone screen, and then at the twelve-story building in front of her, "That's right, this is the place, maybe it's taking in the victims, and the disaster response system in Tokyo is also paralyzed." ”

"Oh." Guan Yi nodded, "Then what should we do?" To go or not to go? ”

"Of course I have to go." Artoria had a helpless wry smile on her face, "We are also homeless victims now. ”

As she spoke, Artoria took Guan Yi's hand and walked towards the Security Council headquarters building in Tokyo.

"Wait a minute, young ladies." A member of the execution team saw Artoria and Guan Yi bypassing the queue and wanting to walk directly into the building, frowning, and walking towards Artoria and Guan Yi in fluent and authentic Japanese. Of course, the expressions of the team members were blocked by the blackout masks of the hologram helmets, and Artoria naturally couldn't see them.

"Huh?" Artoria paused, "Do you speak English?" ”

"Yes." The team member nodded, "Everyone is queuing, please don't cut the line, okay?" ”

"I'm in a hurry." Artoria shook her head slightly, then rolled up the sleeve of her right hand, revealing a noticeable red scar on her right arm.

“？” The team members were stunned for a moment, but they quickly understood what Artoriraya meant, a gleam flashed in their eyes, and after looking up at Artoria, they beckoned to their companions behind them, "Hey, Sakai-kun, come over with the identifier." ”

"Yes, Captain." One of the team members who was organizing the order immediately trotted to the captain's side, "Captain." ”

"Test this young lady." The captain got out of the way. The team member surnamed Sakai took a look at Artoria and took off the detector from his waist.

"Cooperate and straighten your arms." Sakai clicked a few times on the monitor's capacitive screen, then swept the cyan scan strip from the detector across Artoria's right arm, and information about Artoria appeared on the screen.

"Captain Artoria, subordinate to the 2nd Executive Directorate under the Moscow Headquarters." Sakai reported to the captain.

"Sir." The captain gave Artoria a military salute, "I beg your pardon for being very rude just now." ”

"It's okay, it's okay." Artoria shook her head, "What is this for?" Helping the government resettle refugees? ”

"It's not just about rehousing refugees." There was a hint of bitterness in the captain's voice, "The heavy snow has destroyed the wooden apartments in the old city, leaving nearly 100,000 people homeless. The apartments that were supposed to be demolished last year have not disappeared until now, and the snow has saved the government a lot of money in demolition costs, but it has left so many people homeless. Mr. Yamamoto has just issued a directive to allow some of the victims to temporarily settle in the headquarters building, and the rest of us, who have already gone to the scene of the accident to help the yakuza with the gang. ”

"With the gangs?" Artoria was stunned for a moment, and in his impression the scope of the gangster's work was limited to murder, arson, fighting, and extortion.

"Hmm." The captain nodded, "The first to arrive was the nearby Ikeda Group, who was originally in charge of that piece of groundwater, but at the call of the family, they began to save the victims. ”

"I really didn't expect that the gangsters would save people." Guan Yi sighed.

"It's inconvenient to stand here, come with me." The captain made a gesture of please, thought about it, and walked towards the building, and at the same time instructed Sakai, "Be sure to maintain the order of the crowd, and there must be no chaos." ”

"Hay!" Sakai nodded in response, then trotted away.

Looking at the heavy snow outside the window, Xia Lu couldn't help but be silent, her eyes were a little dim, and her mood was slightly lost.

The Japanese branch of the Security Council has not been able to go, before finding out the true identity of Yuji Yamamoto, Tokyo is extremely dangerous under the surveillance of the Japanese branch, there is no weapon by his side, only the fruit knife provided by the store for a blade, in order to hide his whereabouts, Xia Lu did not notify anyone before leaving, and there was no commissioner of the Security Council to greet him after arriving at Haneda Airport at three o'clock in the afternoon. Xia Lu was lucky, although it was already snowing when she arrived in the city, Xia Lu could still find a hotel to stay, and after settling down, Xia Lu began to act.

Although it is difficult to do without the supply of weapons, it is even more difficult to move without acquaintances in Tokyo, which is not a second-tier small city, but a world-class metropolis, and the size of a city is comparable to the entire island nation in some South Pacific, and if you were not born here, you are likely to get lost.

Xia Lu is not very familiar with Japanese, although she learned some common Japanese words when she came to Japan last time, but these are still not enough. I don't have enough money, and I only have 50,000 yen in cash, which is very difficult to pay for accommodation, let alone other activities. Xia Lu is struggling now.

Let's go out and think of a way, it's not a way to stay here.

Xia Lu thought so.

Walking aimlessly on the streets of Roppongi, looking at the charming light of Tokyo Tower in the distance, Xia Lu couldn't help but sigh, being helpless in a foreign country, Xia Lu felt this powerlessness without acquaintances for the first time in her life, that row of acquaintances is as strange and ignorant of the city as herself, at least there will be something to rely on in her heart, until there are people in the city who know their names.

The heavy snow still hasn't stopped, and the fluttering snowflakes make Tokyo at night covered in silver, and the white snow flakes shine silver under the illumination of artificial light sources, and I don't know why there is a long queue in the distance, but Xia Lu has no time to care about it at this time, and walks aimlessly on the street, making the chaotic thoughts clear.

The black trench coat slowly approached, the low-pressed round hat and the black super sunglasses in front of him were very eye-catching in the crowd, and everyone couldn't help but glance back at this black guy when they passed by, but Xia Lu was not interested in him.

The brooch pinned to the chest of the black trench coat is the color of brass, and the word "wind" is clearly visible.

"Hey~" Xia Lu sighed, hung her head helplessly, looked at the snow that had been trampled on the sidewalk, and her eyes were blank. The black trench coat moved, the cold wind blew the hem of the clothes, and the angular face could still see a resolute look even if the eyes were covered by sunglasses.

"Miss Mikara, please stay." The black trench coat stood behind Xia Lu and stopped Xia Lu who was walking briskly with her head down.

Xia Lu was stunned for a moment, then raised her head suddenly, her eyes flashed with cold light, her hands in her pockets clenched into fists, and the pink scarf around her neck fluttered in front of her chest.

"Who are you?" Xia Lu turned around slowly, looked at the black windbreaker behind him, the black windbreaker that was a head taller than Xia Lu had a straight face, staring at Xia Lu tightly.

"My surname is Wind Demon, and Wind Demon is talented." The black trench coat took off the black super on his face, revealing a pair of eyes that were as calm as water, and there was no color in the dark pupils, "Please advise me when we meet for the first time." ”

The Wind Demon Talent took out a business card from the pocket of his trench coat and handed it to Xia Lu.

Xia Lu showed a puzzled expression, and gently took the business card, and wrote the four Chinese characters "Wind Demon Talent" in golden ink on the silver lace business card, and the following mark turned out to be the first-level executive commissioner of the Third Executive Directorate of the Japanese Branch of the Security Council.

"How did you find me?" Xia Lu was vigilant, and from the beginning, this person stood next to the guardrail, as if he was waiting for his arrival, which made Xia Lu sigh that the work efficiency of the Executive Board was ridiculously high, while thinking about countermeasures.

"We've also been notified that I'm waiting for you here." The Wind Demon Talent bowed politely, "Mr. Yamamoto is already waiting for you, please come with me." ”

"Keiichi Yamamoto?" Xia Lu took a step back.

"That's right, please come with me." The Wind Demon Talent took a step forward and grabbed Xia Lu's shoulder tightly, with a slight force, Xia Lu felt that his shoulder blades were about to crack, and the sudden pain made Xia Lu can't help but measure her body, with a painful expression on her face.

"I really don't mean anything, and I hope you don't embarrass me." The Wind Demon Talent let go of his hand, took a step back, and watched Xia Lu leaning against the street tree on the side with his shoulders covered. The pedestrians around looked here, but no one dared to come up to help Xia Lu, in their imagination, this young girl should have provoked someone who should not be provoked. Xia Lu stared at the Wind Demon Talent viciously, gritting her teeth, but she just couldn't say a word.

"Please." The Wind Demon turned sideways, made a gesture of please, and then turned to leave, he didn't seem to be worried that Xia Lu behind him would take the opportunity to escape.

Staggered up from the street tree, the pain just now still did not subside, as if it was dislocated, Xia Lu's right arm could not move. With a murderous gaze flashing in her eyes, Xia Lu closely followed the footsteps of the Wind Demon talent.

Knowing this, Xia Lu really saw the situation clearly, although she didn't know the inside story, but it was obvious that the Japanese branch had betrayed.

The Wind Demon surname Natsuro is no stranger, the King of Ninjas, Wind Demon Kotaro and his descendants are famous for their abundance of ninjas, but modern ninjas have abandoned cold weapons such as shurikens and darts in favor of modern thermal weapons such as pistols, submachine guns, rifles, and sometimes bazookas.

It can be seen from the hands of the Wind Demon Talent that Xia Lu's right shoulder was pinched and dislocated with just a single palm, which shows that the Wind Demon Talent is a ninja, a ninja in the Admiralty, Xia Lu has never heard of it.

――How so?

Xia Lu endured the pain, one step at a time, and couldn't help sighing in her heart.

"Zifeng." Natsuru's whispering voice was swallowed up by the bustling Roppongi.

(To be continued)