Wan Yuli's 2d Travels

In the past... no, someone I knew before I lost my memory?

"...haven't asked your identity yet?"

Guiwa didn't intend to hide the question, so he asked.

【my name?You don't need to know, this is due to confidentiality regulations. 】

The gentle male voice said in an official tone:

[You just need to know that I am a co-worker of the organization. 】

Then, before Guiwa could continue to ask, the communicator was hung up with a snap.

"……what happened?"

The other party's intentionally vague statement, as well as Yuhe's attitude, cast a haze over Guiwa's heart.

This group of people have something to hide from themselves - Guiwa thought to himself.

But even so, he didn't have the idea to get to the bottom of it.

The cool feeling penetrated into the brain, making Guiwa forget those doubts and distracting thoughts instantly.

Hanging the useless communicator on the belt, and putting the pistol back into the holster, the cold-faced boy left the "Ladder" without looking back.

Meanwhile, across the ocean.

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"Number 2333 was killed by... 3 minutes ago."

"?"

Whether it's Toka, who is a subordinate officer, or Chitose, who is also a Doll, they all showed puzzled looks at the girl's endless words.

"The avatar I sent to Tokyo, Japan was murdered just now."

Noticing the veiled faces of the two partners, Wan Yuri had no choice but to explain.

"Isn't it just a dead clone, I'll get used to it soon..."

Chitose yawned and continued to fiddle with the PDA in his hand:

"At the beginning, I also made many clones of myself, and established a brain wave communication network in a fashionable way... But later, in a strange world, half of them were wiped out by a purple-skinned monster with a snap of their fingers. It felt so sour... ..."

Dao Hua showed a concerned look:

"The killing of the avatar won't have any effect on the main body, right? Do you want to go back in time?"

"It's nothing to lose a clone, but don't forget that this child is related to our layout in Asia!"

"Yes."

"It seems that there is such a thing? Recently, I have only been focusing on killing gastrulation creatures, and I completely forgot about Yuri-chan's arrangement, hehe~"

"Remember it anyway."

Seeing the two partners playing tricks and acting cute, Wan Yuli was very helpless. Daohua, who was so serious before, why is he now developing in a funny direction?

"At present, the layout there is almost the same. All the talents that need to be dug out have been dug out, and the medicines that need to be released have also been put in. Therefore, No. 2333 was sacrificed on the eve of the revolution, but it did not hurt the overall situation."

Wan Yuri pondered, thinking about the impact of this sudden incident:

"The problem is that the murderer who killed No. 2333 can't be forgiven, and according to the memory fragments of No. 2333, one of the guy's arms is mechanical, which may be the product of the new human creation plan; however, the mechanized arm that is still in service today There are almost no soldiers, so they can only be newly made? The four sages who have the ability to make mechanized soldiers either belong to us or die. Only Albrecht of the Wuxiang Society can develop new mechanized soldiers. The motive of the black hands."

"However, at the moment we are not sure whether it is the Wuxiang Association. If we rashly declare war on this organization, will it scare the snake away?"

Daohua asked.

"No, we can retreat to advance."

Wan Yuli showed a wicked smile:

"Presumably the guys from the Wuxiang Club also find it difficult to understand the phenomenon of No. 2333 turning into light particles when it died? Those guys are also afraid of our revenge, so they let our personnel in the Tokyo area retreat to the Americas, creating a situation that we want The illusion of going to war, and at the same time emptying the stage of the show—those guys will jump out and tell us what they're going to do next."

Chapter 160 151. The Avenger, Tendo Kigeng

"So, we are about to evacuate?"

Qianju Natsuko looked at the person in front of him and asked with a complicated expression.

One after another large passenger planes flew over everyone's heads, and the whistling sound of turbine engines could be heard endlessly.

This is Narita Airport. Since Aldebaran and its army of gastroenteric organisms were wiped out, people who fled to other parts of Japan have returned one after another. Therefore, there are always a constant stream of planes flying over Narita Airport and Haneda Airport these days. Absolutely.To maximize capacity, the government has even reduced the number of flights from Tokyo to other places.But at this moment, near the edge of the runway apron, a Gulfstream airliner was poised to take off.

"Well, although this seems a bit embarrassing, it is the best way to preserve combat power..."

The girl with blond hair and pink pupils looked calm:

"Moreover, the political winds in the Tokyo area in the past two days have shown that we have become people unpopular."

"But……"

Hearing this, not only Xia Shi, but also Dong Tangyue, Tina, and Louise showed an angry expression.

Aldebaran was knocked down by the "Ladder", but according to official reports, it was not Wanyuri No. 2333 clone who had disappeared, but a policeman named "Ghost tile" that had never been heard of before. ... Or, a bounty hunter is more appropriate.

According to official media reports, this is a handsome young man full of the style of an ancient rogue, with the noble quality of "flicking off his clothes and hiding his name deeply". After killing Aldebaran and his army, he drifted away. It is not known how it is going.

However, in the eyes of Dong Tangyue and others, it's almost as if this person had murdered and absconded.

But no matter what Dong Tangyue and others think, it doesn't help the mainstream understanding of the society-the Tokyo area was saved by an ancient Japanese samurai. Is there any better promotional material than this?

Therefore, under the push of some people behind the scenes, whether it is the Tendo Kikunojo in the political circle, the Japanese Pure Blood Society in the private sector, or a secret organization such as the Gosho Society, although they are full of contradictions with each other, they have united like never before. The media, to promote this mysterious hero.

As for Wan Yuli (clone), who unfortunately disappeared, it seems that apart from the police corps and the lolis from the orphanage who fought together, only Sheng Tianzi was worried about it... As for the others?Sorry, that lady is just a military attache of the embassy. If she disappears, she disappears. At worst, the government should grant more pensions.

The more troublesome problem is that some ulterior motives have begun to exaggerate the "Empire's economic control over Tokyo", such remarks.Although the current noise is not high, but because it is a fact (Tan Shou), with the Japanese's low self-esteem and arrogance, they have gained

Faced with such a situation, the Wanyuri team, which had lost its backbone at once, also fell apart. The Katagiri brothers and sisters left after the Aldebaran crisis was resolved. Shazawa Akima and his initiator Busch Tsui did not leave, but Being photographed by the Holy Son of Heaven, he became the guard of the princess. Although he still keeps in touch with Mu Geng and Dong Tangyue, they have already parted ways.

Therefore, although the remaining girls were helpless, they had to swallow their anger and think about their next strategy.

"So we have to retreat to America first, and Master Mayuri's plan has reached the point where it can be unfolded in front of the world."

Dong Tangyue was the first to walk towards the hanging ladder of the passenger plane, and explained to the girls who were still hesitating:

"Once that plan starts, with the background of our empire, it is easy to be isolated, rejected, or even besieged... At least when I return to America, I can meet other companions... Speaking of which, those of my companions back then I haven't seen each other for a long time, they are all very good people, we will definitely become friends."

Dong Tangyue's persuasion had a very good effect. Louise and Tina glanced at each other and boarded the plane. America, in a sense, is all the same.

Then there is Sumire Muroto, the four sages who are proficient in anatomy, who still has messy hair and listless dark circles today, and is the only person who is not anxious about the status quo. The reason why he boarded the plane now is mostly because of Let the children get on the moral concept of the plane first.

However, there was one more person who did not get on the plane.

"Number 9991...Master Wanyuri," Xia Shi said in a somewhat unhappy tone, so he specially emphasized the number of the person in front of him who has the same appearance as the girl she lived with before:

"Miss Mu Geng, won't you come with us?"

"She has some personal matters to attend to."

"What kind of private matter doesn't need me as the initiator?"

Xia Shi's eyebrows twitched into a pimple, recalling the details of his relationship with Mu Geng before.

Although this poor young lady is almost impeccable in daily life, for some reason, the obsession that can be described as dark aura always makes Xia Shi, who is sensitive and sensitive, dare not have a thorough heart-to-heart relationship with her.

"She's going to collect debts, because it's not a glorious thing, so she doesn't want you to go with her."

While talking, No. 9991 walked out of the apron:

"Although that's what I said, it's not our purpose to abandon our subordinates, so Miss Qianshou, you can go at ease, and I will take care of her."

Before Xia Shi could speak to stop him, No. 9991 waved his hand behind him, and left without looking back.

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"...The security is still so tight."

Looking at the bustling Nagata Town, the black long straight girl sighed softly.

This girl, of course, is lurking in the Tokyo area, ready to collect debts, Tendo Kisara.

However, the debt she wants to collect is not money, but blood debt!

The girl walked slowly along the avenue, she was carrying a black suitcase, which was sent by that annoying girl in kimono on the eve of the evacuation of Dongtangyue and others.

Although physically disgusted with the daughter of the Sima family, Mu Geng had to admit that she owed him a favor this time.

The suitcase is full of documents, and the content is Sima Weizhi's investigation of the cause of the collapse of the No. 32 giant stone tablet.

Simply put, someone cut corners during the construction process.

And this person's identity is the Deputy Minister of Land, Infrastructure, Transport and Tourism; and his name is Tiantong Heguang.

Although this guy has long been registered on Mu Geng's revenge list, but now he has a legitimate reason.

Through him, dig out the murderer who framed his parents back then, or just kill them one by one?

Whenever he thinks of this incident, Mu Geng feels his soul will fly out, feeling like taking drugs.

The problem is that this guy seems to have noticed something. Recently, he has been reclusive, hiding in his office and not going out, and Mu Geng didn't intend to expose his actions to the public, so he let him live for a few more days.

But it doesn't matter, as Dong Tangyue and the others arrived in America safely, the girl is ready to attack head-on!

Carrying the suitcase, the girl hummed a song and pushed open the door of the rented room.

The three-ping-sized room is extremely simple, except for the tatami mats, there is only one laptop that is not closed, which makes the place appear to be still populated.

By the way, there are boxes of instant noodles in the corner.

The girl took off her shoes, walked straight to the computer, skillfully opened some applications, and then sent a picture to the enemy she had been thinking about day and night.

A picture of Stele No. 32 provided by Weizhi.

But within 10 minutes, the other party sent a letter to respond:

【Who are you?What do these things mean? 】

—It doesn't matter who I am, Your Excellency the Deputy Minister.But to you, that's the stuff that matters, isn't it?

Almost at the same time as the girl typed the last word, the other party sent another message: