The Second Dimension of the Hero

"Because someone with a good heart helped me."

The other party's voice was a little anxious.

"Didn't I tell you to avoid contact with others as much as possible... In order to completely prevent information leakage, use a pseudonym as much as possible, sarona."

"….Yes, Lord Ayn Rand, no problem."

"Tina Sprant. What is your mission? Tell me again."

Tina raised her head and looked up at the moonlight.

Her consciousness was fully awakened.

"Rest assured, Lord Ayn Rand, ---- I will definitely wipe out the Son of Heaven."

Tina went back to the apartment.

Built on the old building benchmark method, the wooden apartment that had its main beams replaced countless times to prolong its life was dilapidated, with peeling white paint and cracked walls.

Her owner, Ann Rand, believes that there are no obvious buildings around the place and the environment is deserted, and it is suitable for use as a hiding place for Tina to facilitate the execution of tasks.

Tina recalled the lessons of espionage and inserted and twisted the key.

The moment the door was opened, a musty stench rushed towards him.

094, I am here, you are all right

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The interior decoration of the apartment is as shabby as the exterior, and the comfort of the tenant's living is not considered at all.

But this time, as soon as the mission is completed, she will leave, so she only needs to endure until the mission is completed. Tina takes off her slippers while comforting herself. ,

She stood in front of the full-length mirror left by the previous resident, her face flushed.

Did you just stand in front of that person in this costume just now?

As long as I decorate it, I can be more cute.The regretful Tina took off her pajamas and took a bath.

Put on your clothes, replace your phone with a fully charged battery, shove your futuristic-looking spindle-shaped wireless earphones into the bait, call your owner again and walk out the door.

Tina went to a dilapidated place in the suburbs where containers were piled up.

This is a type of storage room called a rental box.It is said that after the war, many people started their businesses by placing containers on open spaces.

The chronic shortage of land in the Tokyo area has caused land prices to gradually rise. In this way, the rent can be collected until one day the land is sold and then the containers are removed.

"Lord Ayn Rand, here I am."

Tina held up the IC card and walked in through the automatic door, looking for the container he got.

After a while, she found the target number on a particularly large shipping container.

She inserted the key into the container, entered the code on the combination lock as instructed, and opened the door.

As soon as she walked in, Tina was stunned.

"What do you think, Tina?"

He said smugly on the other end of the phone.

This area has six huge cargo boxes the size of tatami mats, which is, in short, an arsenal.

Not to mention small guns and sniper rifles, the walls and ceilings are filled with rocket launchers, recoilless guns, and even anti-tank rifles.

There is a feeling of having everything you might need in place so as not to fall short.

While peeping at his neurotic madness, he chose a ting anti-tank rifle from the inside and put it in the gun bag and was about to lift it up.But the weak girl tried her best and couldn't move.

The helpless girl calmed down her breath and liberated her power, and her whole body gradually warmed, feeling that her five senses were expanding.There is no mirror in front of me, so I can't confirm it, but my eyes must be red now.

Lifting the gun bag with ease this time, she bowed her head, walked through the door, and walked quickly back to the apartment if someone saw her pupils.

Then she just needs to go home, perhaps because she is a little arrogant in her heart, and suddenly a car's light hits her from the side.

"Little girl, which family's child is it? This is not good. I said, do you know what time it is? Where is your home?"

The door slammed and someone stepped out of the car.

She immediately covered her face with her palm, and seeing the lights turning on the roof of the car, Tina reported the situation extremely calmly.

"Lord Ayn Rand, I'm sorry, I had an accident. I was questioned by the police officer just now."

It seemed that the other party thought he was a child who ran away from home.

"Did the other party see your face?"

"No……"

"Well..."

The man on the other side of the phone nodded and gave the order in a cold, flat voice.

"----Kill them."

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The weather the next day was unexpectedly clear. In such weather, even carrying out a complex escort mission might make people feel unexpectedly relaxed.

----Well, although for people who like to be active in the dark night, or are only used to working in gloomy weather, this kind of weather is a burden.

A luxuriously stretched Lincoln moved smoothly on the path, guarded by an almost airtight convoy of four escorts front, rear, left and right.

The Son of Heaven folded his plain white hands and sat upright on the seat that was softer than the sofa, staring straight ahead without the slightest timidity.

----Although this is not a problem for the night being stared at, but it also caused a bit of trouble.

But even if he was aware of the sight of the Son of Heaven, he didn't directly contact her all night, but looked out of the window from time to time, making it unclear what he was thinking.

In fact, this night was on alert, using his own 'eagle eye'.

Although his best partner was not interested in performing such a task this time, in order to make sure he was safe, he used the power of another good friend overnight.

---- Something will happen.

He has this kind of hunch that comes with a 'sign of disaster'. After all, the 'twisted-fate' ability of [Card Master] is not just a magic trick.

"Speaking of which, I heard that in addition to Xiao Yanzhu, Mr. Lian Ye has a partner who also participated in the battle to annihilate the 'Scorpio'. Why didn't she come this time?"

The Son of Heaven seemed to be bored and asked, it's impossible to be silent in the car for hours, right?----The Son of Heaven today is at best a 16-year-old girl, still a little curious. Here I am.

"Ah---, Shauna." Lian Ye took his eyes away from the constantly changing scenery outside the window, "She's not suitable for this kind of task, and she doesn't like it. But don't worry, even though one member is missing, As long as I'm here, you'll be fine."

He said so eloquently all night that although there is one less Wei En in the group, he is still confident that nothing will happen if only he and Yanzhu are there.

"Uh--, I understand." The Son of Heaven nodded.

095, please don't leave my side

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Even if there is one member missing, there may be a lack of combat effectiveness, but no matter from which point of view, there is no slack in the task of protecting the Son of Heaven, so the Son of Heaven naturally has nothing to do with it. A place to criticize.

Also, the man said, 'As long as I'm here, you'll be fine. 'It would be too rude for women to question this with such eloquent words. The Son of Heaven is also a woman, and he is quite knowledgeable.

More importantly, when he said this in a serious and confident tone overnight, the Son of Heaven couldn't help but feel a sense of trust and trust.

"By the way, did Mr. Lian Ye and Mr. Baowake have a rift in the past? Or did it appear yesterday?" The Son of Heaven is still very good at observing words and feelings. Yesterday, he was very unwelcome to Baowei Zhuoren, and today he is the guard of the entire Holy House. Everyone in the team had a straight face, and even the fake smile was gone. On the contrary, they didn't take it seriously. Even ordinary people could see the clue of this opposition.

But Lian Ye simply shook his head, "No, no."

First of all, even if he confessed to the Son of Heaven about Baowei Zhuoren's ambitions and what he did, it only bothered her;

Secondly, if he deliberately showed his hostility towards Toho Howaki, it would make the person with excessive self-awareness feel that he was a difficult person, so of course he ignored these people overnight.

After two hours of bumping in the luxury Lincoln sedan, the group finally reached their destination.

I stepped off the extended Lincoln car overnight, listened to the crisp calls from the flowers, and looked up at the huge building in front of me.

The place where the rulers of the two regions hold informal talks is in the 86-story super high-rise hotel.

It is said that it is located alongside the embassies in each region, and it is often used as a refuge for key personnel.

After the gastrea war, all countries in the world were invaded by gastrea, and the available land area was greatly reduced, and high-rise buildings must be built to accommodate a large number of people.

Since the promulgation of the law that stipulates that the vertical expansion of buildings can obtain preferential treatment on fixed property tax, a large number of super high-rise buildings have been erected with lightning speed. In the Tokyo area, it is even taller than the Tokyo World Tree. Many buildings have already abounded.

"All night, work hard."

She waved to Yeonjoo who was waving here in Lincoln's car overnight, and then followed the girl in white who was walking in front, behind the Son of Heaven.

Her white dress, which resembles a wedding dress, showed her shoulders generously, and her slender shoulders drew graceful arcs under the graceful lotus steps.

"Do I need to leave Young Yeonjoo in the car? It will be safer with her."

"You can't bring small children to such formal occasions."

She shrugged her shoulders all night and said, Little Loli doesn't know how to hold back her emotions. It's not good if one unhappy person gives the leader of the other party an iron fist during the negotiation, although at that time, she would probably only cheer for her all night, and then stand in front of her. in front of her.

The Son of Heaven passed through the revolving door and explained his intention to the front desk of the luxury hotel, which was obviously reserved for dignitaries.

The news of the arrival of the Son of Heaven was immediately conveyed to the manager, who nervously took the key and placed it in the hand of the Son of Heaven.The Son of Heaven smiled and thanked him, and the manager showed a smug smile.

Go into the elevator, insert the key you got, twist it into the key hole, and then press the topmost button that was originally hidden.No matter how many times I do it, I can't get used to it, as if being pressed down by someone, the old-fashioned indicator clicks and displays the numbers.

"...I said, you really don't know Qi Wu's motive for inviting you to informal talks?"

"Yes, not at all. Might as well say—"

The Son of Heaven glanced at Lian Ye.

"I have never met President Qi Wu."

"Oh." Night nodded.Listening to her explanation might be the case.

Since Tokyo was renamed as the 43 districts in the Tokyo area, the emperor has changed for several generations.

The first generation who rebuilt the defeated Tokyo and renamed it the Tokyo area, and the second generation who died of illness within a year of ascending the throne.And the girl in front of her should only be a first-year student as a politician.

But even so, she worked very hard to bring happiness to everyone in the Tokyo area, including the 'Plundered Generation' and the 'Cursed Son'.

In order to maintain an elegant and beautiful image, swans flutter their feet hard underwater.

The Son of Heaven has also made considerable efforts to make himself a qualified leader of the new generation, even if he doesn't pay much attention to her overnight, this can be guaranteed.