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“……”

Silent.

In the No. 3 stronghold in Wenjing District, the agent operators who hid in the cubicle and played with their mobile phones held their breath, and did not dare to breathe loudly.

In the air, there was an oppressive atmosphere.

He Quancheng stood at the door, holding the small hand of Wugengli, interlacing his fingers with this black cat, palm-to-heart.

He looked straight at the desk in front of the windowsill.

Under the inky glass, Zhenmu Xianma was sitting there with a haggard face.

Documents and computers on his desk were smashed to the floor, ashtrays were filled with cigarette butts and trampled beer cans littered on the floor.

The air is somewhat dirty.

Through the smoke, the two looked at each other.

Beads of sweat were already on Zhenmu’s broad forehead.

He looked at the boy who snatched the door in, his rough cheeks twitching slightly.

Big trouble…

“How? Isn’t I welcome to the head of the town? ”

Kazumi Makoto said calmly.

He let go of his hand and glanced at the black cat girl behind him.

In his gaze, Wugen Ruri bit her thin lip and knowingly hid in the corridor behind the door.

“No, whatever, I was just joking…”

Zhenmu Xianma hurriedly said.

He stood up embarrassed, stepped on the snow-white papers, bypassed the tattered desk, and hurried to Kazumi Makoto.

“The first time Consultant Hequan came, we didn’t clean up in advance…”

He sneered and glared at his men who were still playing games with headphones.

The office was smoky with the smell of men’s sweat in the air, and decadent middle-aged operators huddled in the cubicle behind their desks.

As the cold gaze swept over, the agents came back to their senses.

They hurriedly put away their phones and game consoles, took off their headphones, and pretended to work on their documents.

“Oh? I’m welcome? ”

Hearing this, Kazumi Makoto blinked with a kind smile on his face:

“I have something that I would like to ask the head of the town for a favor.”

“What?” Zhenmu Xianma frowned.

When he saw Kazumi Cheng hitting the snake on the stick, his heart couldn’t help but twitch.

This time, it may be opened by the lion.

“I need a batch of heavy firepower equipment, including but not limited to individual rocket launchers, shoulder-mounted anti-aircraft missiles, vehicle-mounted anti-tank guns…”

“Wait!”

Zhenmu Xianma frowned:

“That one… Advisor Wakaizumi, large weapons should not be able to be brought into the game copy. ”

As a veteran gamer, Gunma Jinme is very familiar with the various settings of dimensional games.

Some small individual weapons, such as daggers or pistols, can be brought into dimensional games as long as they are worn on the body.

However, even if the dimensional game allows players to bring in some equipment, how do large weapons such as shoulder-resistant anti-aircraft missiles and vehicle-mounted anti-tank guns be brought into the game copy?

“It’s not about you.”

Makoto Kazumi stared at his pupils.

This old man’s pupils had a trace of cloudy blood.

Obviously, yesterday’s tragic war made him not sleep well for a while.

Thousands of casualties made it difficult for him to escape.

“I am currently a special advisor to Organ No. 3, so it shouldn’t be difficult to apply for a batch of heavy weapons, right?”

“This…” hesitated.

Indeed, not difficult.

Not to mention individual bazookas and shoulder-resistant anti-aircraft missiles.

With the authority of the special adviser of organ No. 3, it is even possible to apply for a well-equipped wheeled infantry fighting vehicle.

However, these are special times.

Yesterday in Chiba Prefecture, there was an explosion tragedy, and now it is difficult to apply for such heavy firepower equipment.

“Gee…”

Looking at the hesitation on the old man’s face, Kazumi Makoto frowned.

He had already guessed what Zhenmu was thinking.

Case……

“Then, I need a batch of assault rifles, AK or M416, fifty base rifle rounds, and two hundred grenades of various types.”

“…… Are you kidding? ”

Zhenmu Xianma frowned.

One base number of rifle bullets is about two hundred, and fifty base numbers is ten thousand rifle bullets.

Plus two hundred grenades of various types.

Are you going to fight a modern war?

“This is not okay too?”

Seeing this, Kazumi Makoto frowned.

At present, Tokyo is under martial law, and even if Kazumi can get guns and ammunition, it will not be able to smoothly transport them to this international metropolis.

Only with the help of the channels of organ No. 3 can you get the foot apparatus.

“Alas, don’t joke with Counselor Izumi…”

Zhenmu Xianma shook his head bitterly, with a sneer on his face:

“Let me be blunt, it is difficult for me to get a large number of guns and ammunition at present, if it was yesterday, I can still help you connect with Lu Zi Officer, but now I can’t protect myself.”

“……”

Hearing this, Kazumi Cheng raised his hand and quietly pushed his glasses.

As usual, he just stared calmly at the middle-aged man, which made Zhenmu Xianma feel a chill.

“Is it…”

“Wait a minute, Counselor Kazumi.”

Kirihara Yusaki, who was standing in front of his desk, interrupted:

“If you need a batch of ammunition, I can meet your needs.”

“You?”

Kazumi turned his head and stared at the woman.

This old woman was of good stature, about twenty-seven or eight years old, wearing a straight purple suit, with a sense of heroic and capable.

She wore narrow half-rimmed glasses and sharp Danfeng eyes, and the moment the two looked at each other, she stared at Kazumi Makoto unwillingly.

However, Kazumi Makoto remained as usual.

“Guns? I don’t need the Metropolitan Police Department’s rubber bullets and revolvers. ”

“Remington.”

Kirihara said in a deep voice:

“In the armed police force, there is a batch of newly installed Remington shotguns, equipped with shotguns and single-headed bullets, in addition to a batch of M16 semi-automatic rifles, there are also grenades, night vision devices, and sniper rifles.”

“What do you need me to do?”

Seeing this, Kazumi Makoto frowned.

“The truth.” Kirihara Misaki Zhu’s lips lightly opened, and she said in a paranoid tone:

“I want to know the truth about the ‘gas explosion’ incident yesterday afternoon.”

“You’re from the Fifth Foreign Affairs Section of the Metropolitan Police Department, right?”

Casually pulling away a swivel chair in a workstation, Kazumi sat leisurely on the swivel chair, staring at this capable woman.

“Yes, I am affiliated with the Foreign Affairs Division 5 of the Tokyo Metropolitan Police Department, and I am responsible for dealing with superpower crimes of ‘players’.”

Kirihara told the truth, she didn’t plan to go around in circles, and her identity wasn’t a secret anyway.

“You want the truth? Didn’t Organ No. 3 report to the Metropolitan Police Department? ”

Kazumi asked rhetorically, and immediately, he frowned.

“Could it be…”

“Yes, as you think.”

The capable strong woman leaned against her desk, and she said in an icy voice:

“Organ No. 3 is subordinate to the Prime Minister’s Inner Cabinet, and it does not interfere with each other with the Five Foreign Affairs Divisions, and we will not share intelligence.”

“……”

Listening to Kirihara Yusaki’s justified words, Kazumi Makoto always felt that the painting style was somewhat subtle.

It is worthy of being a feature of capitalism.

The various official institutions are hampered by each other, and even openly and secretly.

The No. 3 organ of the Prime Minister’s inner cabinet, the fifth foreign affairs section of the Metropolitan Police Department, the military’s special forces…

These three institutions that deal with super-powered crimes have nothing to do with each other before, and even if something goes wrong, they will solve it alone, and any credit will be internalized.

·· 0 Ask for flowers…

Just like the animated filmmakers of the last century, the control of power by capital has led to a forest of mountains, and the No. 3 organ and the five foreign affairs lessons are openly and secretly fighting, not to mention mutual cooperation, even intelligence will not be shared.

“So…”

Just when Kazumi Makoto hesitated, Zhenmu Xianma hurriedly reminded:

“Advisor Hequan, you are an advisor to the No. 3 organ, and it is not in compliance to disclose information to the fifth class of foreign affairs…”

“Is there this rule on the surface?”

Kazumi Makoto turned his head and calmly asked.

“This, this is our unspoken rule…”

Hearing this, Zhenmu Xianma said twistedly, making Hequan Cheng shake his head helplessly:

“Then it doesn’t matter.”

Although he is a nominal consultant in the No. 3 organ, he does not work hard in the system and does not need to care about these potential rules.

“I agreed, how many weapons can you get?”

Staring at the capable strong woman, Kazumi asked in a deep voice, and Kirihara Yusaki also looked solemnly at him:

“Twenty Remington, ten semi-automatic rifles, and the rest of the equipment will be negotiable when the time comes.”

She paused slightly, and said solemnly:

“But you have to make sure you don’t use these guns and ammunition in the city, otherwise we will all be in trouble.”

0….0

“Well, don’t worry.”

After the business was negotiated, Hequan Cheng slowly got up, raised his hand and handed it over:

“Get acquainted, Makoto Izumi.”

“Five Lessons of Foreign Affairs of the Metropolitan Police Department, Kirihara Yusaki.”

This capable strong woman said while glancing at the door without a trace:

“Your girlfriend should be Miss ‘Goken Ruri’ from Chiba City, right? She used to be our focus of surveillance. ”

“It doesn’t matter.” Frowning, Kazumi said in a deep voice.

“Yes, it doesn’t matter.”

Kirihara did not try to put pressure on Kazumi Makoto, in her opinion, this boy was only fifteen or sixteen years old, and should be able to deter him.

But I didn’t expect him to be so tough.

Case……

“Happy cooperation, Advisor Izumi.”

“Well, I’m looking forward to your munitions.”

“And…” After a slight pause, Kazumi Makoto stared at Kirihara and said:

“Your Metropolitan Police Department should have a dedicated shooting range and a fighting range, right?”

“Yes, you mean?”

Kirihara said suspiciously, while Kazumi shrugged his shoulders, turned and walked towards the door:

“I need to borrow a space, can I?”

“Of course, it’s not a problem.”

Looking at the boy’s back, Kirihara simply agreed.

……

A moment later, Makoto Waizumi, who had negotiated the agreement, left with Kirihara Misaki.

“Wha-”

Listening to the heavy sound of slamming the door, Zhenmu Xianma snorted angrily:

“Hmph!”

He sat behind his desk and slammed it hard:

“Abominable…”

While secretly scolding, this burly middle-aged uncle hung his head and looked discouraged:

“That kid, and that woman…”

He sighed and, like a tired office worker, pulled a can of beer from the mezzanine of his desk.

“Snap-”

Pull the beer tab and light another cigarette.

“Gee.”

While smoking a cigarette, drinking alcohol.

A strong veteran player who borrows wine like a decadent middle-aged uncle.

Thinking back to the way he and Izumi left, Zhenmu slammed the beer can the desk.

“Cigarettes with alcohol, bitches with dogs…”

“And that abominable Kyosuke Takasaka…”

“Damn it!!! abominable”

Incompetent rage. _

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