Restricted Doomsday Syndrome

The file expressed considerable excitement at the return of Misaki and me. Although the mercenary organization behind her took a somewhat ambiguous approach in the incident involving the whisperer, the goodwill they released was in the mysterious organization in Europe and America. the most. The file itself is extremely firm in cooperating with our whisperers. I think that a critical weapon may need to add a lot of points to such a firm cooperation, but it is not the whole reason. No matter what the reason is, she always stands on our side, whether it is human relations, reputation or adherence to the outlook on life, I am happy to see it done. Maybe there will be a day in the future, and we will become enemies fighting each other, but I hope that the later that time, the better.

Although we have had a pleasant cooperation so far, I do not have enough confidence in how long such cooperation will last. Because we always belong to different organizations, and even the ultimate goal is too different. I had thought about the possibility of the file joining the whisperer, but I couldn't think of any reason why she joined the whisperer. So, when I think of the future, I can't help but draw a gulf between us.

Even when we are hugging, I still haven't thought about making the friendship between the two sides ferment and become more intimate.

"Before you die, I will not die." I can only say to her, only such words, although in this environment atmosphere, just a joke, but in my heart, it is very seriously.

——So, you must not die too early, if you can. Please keep alive until I kill you.

"Really indifferent guy." The file couldn't listen to my most sincere thoughts. Nor can he perceive this emotion hidden deep in the cold body when touching the prosthesis controlled by the brain hardware. Although she said that I was "indifferent", judging from her movements and expressions, it was just a joke--because I haven't always seen the atmosphere and said some moving words.

The file patted my spine hard again. After we separated, Jung, who had been waiting for us to finish talking, inserted the conversation into his unique flat waveless tone.

"I'm sorry, I can't stop them from making trouble." Although I was apologizing, the plain and whispered voice couldn't hear much emotional ups and downs. It was still so sleepy, "However, I don't think they have the ability to make you difficult. However, your ability still surprised these people."

"Have you been watching?" I asked, staring at him calmly.

"Yes. Although it's not clear what is going on in the 51st district, but people on my side can't assess your upper limit of ability. However, this is not a bad thing for us." Jung also looked at me calmly. With. "District 51 agreed to leave us a good place."

"What a good location?" I asked back.

"A good place that ghost cards should occupy," Jung said. "At least we won't be thrown away as cannon fodder."

"Do you think we should be grateful to each other?" I asked again.

"The point is not here." Jung still said quietly: "This is an attitude. Even if we have the ability to turn our faces, but if we don't plan to turn our faces directly, we still have to worry about the other's attitude, don't we?"

"Yes." I nodded and expressed my attitude in an indifferent tone. "You are right. But. Is there any substantial help for what you want to do?"

"Maybe." Jung disregarded and said, "Who knows how effective his preparation is before the opportunity comes? But, it's always good to prepare more. And. I don't think you would mind, otherwise. You There should be another set of practices, isn't it? Mr. Gao Chuan. "

"Okay, don't talk about these boring things that have become facts." The file smiled slightly and ripped me towards another group of people. "I introduce you to my companions for a while."

Jung didn't stop, watching me pull away from the file, and walk to the circle of the 51 representatives, Father Sisen, Zuhuo and Long Aotian. The conversation between me and him did not clearly describe the matter. Those who were not clever enough listened to it, and they were definitely confused. However, I and he both understood what he and the other party were talking about, and the file also understood. Jung and I were tit-for-tat. There seemed to be a crack in the partnership, but in fact, this crack has always existed, and it has not expanded or contracted because of what has happened. No matter whether I am, the file or Jung, we can see clearly. Our cooperation is such an existence.

Jung had his own plans and did not shy away from showing it in front of me, but his consistent calm attitude made it difficult to be sure. The occasional emotional ups and downs he had shown, even his straightforwardness Is his attitude hidden some kind of trap. I think he has deep thoughts, not so much a soldier, but a civilian official who manages the soldiers-although he already has the status of a senior government official. Compared to all the officials of the 51st district I met at this base, such as the representative of the 51st district opposite, he was more full of the taste of planning at the desk and being good at solving problems through political means.

The people in District 51 are full of military style, which is a little out of place with Jung's style. I think that if Jung is inserted in the 51st district, it will definitely make the people in the 51st district uncomfortable. There is a nail, although it usually does not hinder, but I always feel that it will hinder my feet at the critical moment, but I can't pull out this nail in the normal way.

"He's tricky, isn't he?" After Jung left, the file narrowed his smile on his face and said to me, "He's the kind of person who swims in the system and is different from us."

"If everyone follows the rules, he will certainly be very powerful." I said: "But not everyone likes to follow the rules."

"People who do not follow the rules will become public enemies." The file said very seriously: "Do you really intend to stand on the opposite side of everyone?"

"If you don't do that, we will never have a chance." I nodded slowly, looking at the tower where the spiritual integration should be stored. Say: "I want to take ownership of that thing."

The file smiled bitterly for a long while. Helplessly said: "Well, who is calling your whisperer our employer? Before the new order of the organization is issued, our cooperation will continue."

"After the organization's new order is issued, you can tear up the cooperation contract?" I asked.

"No, my team is hired by you. Cooperation with the organization and you is two different things." The file said: "Our cooperation contract, unless within the limitation period. My team and I have been killed, otherwise it will continue Continue. But, it is only for our team. So, if you meet an unfriendly employer ... "She shrugged and said," It can only be desperate. Although a bit cruel, but this is employment Soldiers. For me. This ethics is the aesthetic of mercenaries. "

"Relax, I will try not to let you easily lose your life." I can understand the meaning of the file, but I can't fully understand why she has such persistence. However, it is not objectionable. If the issue of life and death is placed at the highest position in life, then this aesthetic is undoubtedly stupid, but. Perhaps for files, this is more important than life. I make a quiet commitment to her like this.

"It sounds unreliable, and I don't like to put hope on other people," the file said. But he patted me on the shoulder. "But. It's good to stay a little bit looking forward."

The topic ended here. The file brought me and Saya Ye to five people, all of whom represented various mysterious organizations that were honoured by Rongela. If you only look at the current number of people, this force is already equivalent to the union of the 51st District, Father Sisen, Zhahuo and Long Aotian. However, the combat effectiveness of the organizational form is not calculated by the strength of a single person. The five people in front of each represented five mysterious organizations, plus the whisperers represented by Saki and I, and the file squad, plus Jung ’s own direct power, and the mystery behind the doomsday truth in Europe and the United States. Organizations may not be able to match. Of course, the organizations affiliated with the Firebreaker did not invest all their power in this base. However, the potential power of the friendly organizations that have always cooperated with them is still very large, plus the 51 area is also the base. the host. Our union, gathered by Jung, clearly fell into the disadvantage.

In the mysterious organization that reached a cooperation agreement with Jung, the file squad cannot fully represent the mercenary organization behind it. Although, at present, this mysterious organization maintains the default attitude to the choice of files, it is inevitable that it is not a kind of It is possible to stay out of the performance at any time. In addition, our whisperers and the Magic Girl team are not, or cannot be completely regarded as mysterious organizations in Europe and America. With their unique and mysterious background identity, Chubby and Jung have reached a more intimate cooperation relationship with our whisperers, but, The nature of its team is also doomed, and we are as ambiguous as we are.

At this moment, standing here as the representative of the Magical Girls Team, it was the Magical Girls Madoka, and Chubby squatted on her shoulders as always. When the young female high school student saw me and the file, although the expression was a little nervous, there was an activity in seeing an acquaintance in her eyes. Although, when our two teams met, nothing good happened, but it did not develop into irreversible hostility. The girl always seemed to like to think of this uncertain relationship towards the good.

"High, Mr. Gao Chuan, see you again." Madoka Magica hurriedly saluted me.

"Yes, isn't it just a moment since the last meeting?" I said. Her courtesy makes people feel as if they haven't seen each other for a long time.

"Hey." Madoka Magica pounded her head and laughed embarrassedly.

"Mr. Gao Chuan, you are late, and I always see you at the last minute every time." Chubby seemed to greet him with a different intention, "Is the necklace not working?"

"Thank you for your concern." I said so calmly and indifferently. The bizarre creature that is a hybrid of cats and rabbits is not so friendly to humans. After all, its origin and purpose are too complicated.

"Well, the magic girls have dealt with them several times. Gao Chuan, let me introduce you to the other four friends." The file went to the other three and turned to me. Of those four, men and women are exactly half-way, and they have been watching me all the time. Although they have the meaning of scrutiny, they are not malicious. Even the sight of the two women is very gentle, as if they are really looking at their friends. general.

"This is Bach." The file pointed to a young man with eyes in Sven. The codename for this European comes from his favorite symphony master. His identity in a normal society is a scholar. He is a professor at a university in Einland County and is 27 years old this year. I just got a Ph.D. in Sociology. I already had a Ph.D. in Computer Science and Philosophy. By the standards of normal society, it is a veritable genius. The mysterious organization to which he belongs also has a fairly formal identity in a normal society-an electronic information research institution listed on the university.

Bach's eyes brightened after the file was introduced. He seemed to want to say something, but he was interrupted by the file. The file pointed to another male representative and said, "This is a magician."

The magician snapped his fingers without any fireworks, and a rose appeared in his hand. He leaned back slightly and gracefully handed the rose to Misaki next to me: "Beautiful lady. I saw the same beauty of this rose in you. Please allow me to dedicate it to you." Despite his The tone and movements are very chic. Even if the lines and actions are like plots in the novels and movies, they do n’t seem to be pretending. However, when they are compared with his body, it ca n’t help but make people laugh. Because, this magician is a fat man. The tight-fitting magician's dress was put on him, which highlighted the weight of his bloated figure.

This fat magician is an Asian face, but it is indeed a member of the orthodox European and American mysterious organization. His ancestors have settled in Europe and the United States two generations ago. Before that, he was Japanese, and Japan was not annexed by the Central Principality. But so far, his family has retained the custom of marrying Asians. Like Bach, the magician is twenty-seven years old this year, in line with his codename "Magic", his own status in a normal society. It is a street magician who is performing around the world. This is a family heritage profession that travels around the world. It is also a family tradition to improve the magic of the family. The "magic" he uses is actually a "mysterious" normal social disguise. The mysterious organization he represents is his family. This family does not have a fixed name, but anyone who knows this family is called the "Devil Clan". This is a very oriental name in mysticism, but it has been accepted as a "local" by mysterious organizations in Europe and America.

Miyaki did not refuse to give flowers to the magician, but while taking away the rose, the gray silk thread jumped from her wrist. The magician withdrew his hand lightningally, still a smooth and polite smile, and said to her: "You're welcome." The gray silk that jumped no longer moved forward, but circled around the rose, entangled it into a gray Cocoon, just recovered Sakuya's body. I saw very clearly that at that moment, the gray silk of Sakuya did show signs of attack. However, except for the magician, no one else has shown that such signs have been found, maybe they really did not notice, maybe they did, but they did not want to speak out, because this sudden conflict situation is mysterious It is common in the world. Gifts submitted by mysterious holders are not always good things.

I glanced at Miyaki for a while, and she shook her head. Although she was not directly connected, she could not see her expression, but I knew that she was saying "nothing." The magician's flowers are not dangerous. I actually think that before Misaki seemed to want to try gray silk's conscious invasion effect again. However, the magician avoided it very keenly.

"If you are too enthusiastic, you can't please a woman every time." The file smiled and relaxed the atmosphere with this sentence. However, Misaki's movements and that strange costume and breath are still a bit eye-catching. Although he didn't say anything, everyone else incorporated a little caution in their attitudes.

"Let's continue ~ www.readwn.com ~ The file patted the shoulder of a woman with chocolate skin," this is Pan. "

Before joining the mysterious organization, Pan used to work in the Customs Drug Enforcement Department. His father is Spanish and his mother is from a tribe in Africa. In her view, these personal information is not something worthy of secrecy. Her origin is not as unique as the two men. The mysterious organization she belongs to is only a small organization in the mysterious circle of Europe and the United States. However, because it is insignificant, she has not survived as an attack target by Doomsday Truth. , Even more moisturizing than some of the higher-grade mysterious organizations. The integration of her and her companions with the normal society is deeper than other mysterious organizations. Even, it can be said that it cannot be regarded as a mysterious organization. Although it possesses some mysterious power, in many cases, it is just a person who lives as an ordinary social person. But why did such an organization participate in this operation? The answer given by Pan is “Jung as a senior government official in a normal society has abducted them on a thief ship”, but its authenticity cannot be proved.

"Finally, this is Dada, a doctor." The file held the hand of the last white woman, adding a tone to the word "doctor" to show her importance, "She is an extremely rare treatment A mysterious holder. Even in this place, not many people have this ability, but you need everyone's help in combat. "(Unfinished. If you like this work, you are welcome to start (m ) Cast referral and monthly tickets, and your support is my biggest motivation. For mobile phone users, please visit m.)