[Tomorrow's Ark] Escape from this stranded world, Doctor

first name.

remuneration.

kill.

Red, join the hunt.

——Wolfhunter·Red

"""

"red."

The doctor suddenly called out in the quiet private room.Here he is, waiting for a guest.

The silver-haired girl in the red hat stepped down from a blind corner of the ceiling after hearing the call.

"Are you tired, doctor? I can't sleep yet."

"Well... a little bit."

The doctor smiled sleepily, and he opened his hands to Hong. "Come on, come on, come closer."

Hong put away the dagger, and obediently leaned over.

After being gently stroked by the doctor on her ears and hair, she wagged her tail and let out a "snoring" sound of enjoyment from her throat.

"I'll trouble Hong to protect me today, in case the other party behaves abnormally..."

The doctor said, resting his head lightly on top of Hong's head, rubbing his chin against the red hat.

"—Kill it, okay?"

"Well, the Red Society protects the doctor."

The girl nodded, although there was no danger at present, her wolf ears were still turning sensitively.

"""

"Family? Red doesn't have a family. Red is alone from the start. Does the doctor... need a family? What should Red do?"

Operator: Jing Er 70 red, apply for battle.

Operator Hong's publicly available information:

Little Red Riding Hood with gray hair and golden pupils, unknown identity, missing resume, one of the members of SWEEP, climbing rocks and walls, elusive, 162cm tall.

Red in mobile operations, special operations and stealth operations, have shown extremely high talent.Now under the guidance of Dr. Kelsey, he serves Rhodes Island as a special operator.

In daily life, Operator Hong's whereabouts are secretive and rarely appear in the sight of ordinary members.In addition, most of the tasks she participated in are quite arduous, and there may even be casualties. Hong is also called "Little Red Riding Hood Death" by some operators.

As for Hong herself, she believes that she and other Lupus of the same race are not "wolves" as they are called in common sayings and slang.She, who was shaped and educated by her "grandmother" in the past, has her own set of prey-related divisions.

Ability - hunting instinct.

Feel, the breath of prey... Don't run away!

"""

"When the certification in Europe is completed, Kelsey and Yaye will come back soon after they finish their work."

The doctor told Hong.

"Sometimes, it is also a very important skill to follow the trend and get a famous name. In this way, we can also relax in the face of possible future negotiations."

"Red, I don't understand...but come close, there is a dangerous smell!" The operator quickly took out the dagger.

"Yes, today's guests have arrived. Hong, hide."

The doctor sat upright again, and Hong walked up to the wall to perform guarding tasks.He picked up the chopsticks, tapped the white porcelain bowl on the table, and said to himself.

"Colleague or enemy, which side would you choose? DisplacedPerson (displaced person, displaced person)."

"""

The supernatural organization Mimic sneaked into the territory of Dongguo unimpeded. Its leader and the spy Ango Sakaguchi met secretly in an alley. The two were on guard against each other in the heavy rain and separated after exchanging some information.

Andre Gide did not return to the hiding place immediately. He continued walking in the heavy rain, and then turned the corner into a private Chinese restaurant.

It was very late now, but the shops with lights in front of them were still open.The man who was invited didn't care about these small details, he opened the door and entered.

"I have an appointment, private room 352." Gide said as he took off his raincoat and handed it to the waiter who came forward.

"Okay, this way, please."

The waiter collected the guest's raincoat and handed it over to the next person.He made a gesture and led the guests to the reserved private room.

Deep red carpet, warm vermilion warm atmosphere, bright red and green ornamental potted plants.The objects are dense but not crowded. This small shop has a different world inside.

After turning two corners, the waiter stopped in front of a private room.

"Dong dong."

"Excuse me, guest, the other one you invited is here." After the waiter knocked twice politely, there was a moment of silence.

Until the sound of "please come in" came out in the room, the waiter pushed open the door and made a "please" gesture to Gide behind him.

"May I ask when the dishes will be served after you two arrive?"

"After two quarters, I hope no one will disturb you in the middle." The person in the private room said.

"Understood, the food will be served in two minutes." The waiter nodded, took a few steps back and closed the door to leave.

Andre Gide's gaze, following the sound of closing the door, returned to the other person in the private room.

"...doctor?" he asked.

The black-haired, brown-eyed boy stood up from his seat and smiled politely at the man.

"It's me, the leader of Mimic - Andre Gide. Nice to meet you, and please rest assured that this place is under the control of Rhodes Island, and the confidentiality of privacy is worthy of recognition."

"Well, this new dress suits you very well." He added a playful sentence.

"I am the troop commander you have been with for two years, and I am also a high-level executive in Rhodes Island. What do you want to call me?" The doctor held out his hand.

Sentimental figure.

Look into your own clear eyes.

Sweet smile.

Black hair and fair skin.

Familiar voice.

That's him, my angel!

André Gide instantly forgot about the first difficult encounter between the two of them, including himself with a tough head and the doctor who was so angry that he jumped on his feet.

And the pure friendship between them.

The nature of a dog with oneself.

past.

"Go here next! Gide, that road is [-]% set up with traps, because if it were me, I would do it! Your team will be in a hard fight, back quickly!"

"I only believe what I see with my eyes, doctor. And this is exactly what I want. Let me see if the other party can grant me eternal sleep!"

"what?"

"With all due respect, Gide, you'd better tell me the password of your bank card!"

"Commander, why do you want that?"

"Because, those deposits of yours are the only thing of value left in this world by you, an idiot!"

"what?"

"It's too easy to get this information, something is not quite right..."

"Let me see, that's right, there is something wrong with this piece of information! Now the two groups of local organizations of different factions are on the verge of breaking out, Gide, don't be the ones who are in the early stage... Hey, are you listening?"

"(Kick the door) I heard that there are people here who can fight me, let me see your abilities!"

"what."

"Gide, you... there is something wrong with your all-round three-dimensional defense TM!"

"For those who are weaker than you, say 'but that' after the fight. For those who are stronger than you, escape and say 'they can't give me rest'."

"If you don't look for 90 points, if you don't look for 30 points, you have to find someone with the same grades as yourself to die. You've snatched all the bamboo shoots on the mountain! If you want to sleep peacefully like this, sleep peacefully!!!"

Cough, let's forget about the unpleasantness of the past and go back to the conversation in the private room.

"Doctor of Rhodes Island, my commander, nice to meet you."

The man took the doctor's hand and gently kissed the back of his hand.The white hair slid down his brown forehead, sticking to the doctor's skin, feeling slightly itchy.

Gide put down the doctor's hand, stood up straight again, and introduced himself.

"I am the leader of the supernatural organization Mimic - Andre Gide. I will be directly under Rhodes Island from today. Everything about us is under your control. I am very happy to be your subordinate, Doctor."

The man took out the bank card and solemnly handed it over to the other party.

"Here's my salary card, I'll give it to you."

[My angel, you can manage your salary if you want, as long as you are happy. 】

"No, what do I want this for... By the way, is that how the French say hello?" The doctor was a little confused by this.

He put the man's salary card aside first, and muttered: "Myrtle is never like this, but sometimes she comes to take a nap..."

"never mind."

The Doctor gave up pondering the question.

"I am here now to express Rhodes Island's sincere intentions. As the leader of Mimic, do you have any questions to ask?"

"As long as it is within the scope of my duties, I can answer for you." He promised.

Gide hesitated for a moment, and was about to speak.

"By the way, you who are charged with crimes are called [provocateurs of war]."

"Disgusted by the people, spurned by the motherland, and cannot be tolerated by any country, this is because you are full of their greedy sins, and you are a good scapegoat."

Before Andre Gide opened his mouth, the doctor reminded: "Ordinary people have no weight, and transcendents cannot be offended. That's why your boss will choose you who are both strong and weak."

"You like this, except Rhodes Island, which is not owned by any country, can accept you, who else can do it?"

"You know, even the mighty 'Clock Tower Attendant' is backed by the British government, and distorted power grows wantonly along with power."

"If you want to get rid of the shackles, you can only be strong, incomparably strong."

"...I see, please guide us, Doctor."

The man lowered his head.

"This is the final battle I chose for myself and my subordinates, please use our power recklessly to achieve your goals—"

"Then let us make good use of each other, André Gide!"

The doctor returned to his seat, propped his cheeks and said with a smile, "I'm also looking forward to [the final scene]."

Miracle and hope for me.

are synonymous with luxury.

but.

I must not stop there.

--PhD

"""

Although it's past meal time.

But because Andre Gide hadn't had dinner yet, the doctor took it as an extra meal for tonight after the waiter put all the dishes on the table, and had another delicious supper.

Well, the braised pork cooked by the chef is really delicious.

At the same time, the temporary hiding place of Mimic, an overseas organization.

"Hey, the boss has been meeting with intelligence agents for a long time, why hasn't he come back yet?" The left-behind staff, who were gnawing hard on the hard dry food, pushed the people around them boredly.

"What do you say?"

"I don't know. If you ask me, who should I ask?" The old man, who couldn't hide his military posture in the past, remained motionless.

He unscrewed the bottle cap and took a sip of water, then continued: "Anyway, he won't abandon us to eat alone, the boss is very fair."

At this moment, André Gide, whom the veteran called, was struggling to use two disobedient chopsticks, tremblingly picking up a piece of braised pork.

Put it in your mouth and chew.

Ah... Although this dish looks inconspicuous, it is really delicious!

This melt-in-the-mouth taste—just bite, the fat and thin pork belly seems to melt on the lips and tongue!

Moreover, how did it burn out, there is no smell of meat at all!After eating, the mouth is still slightly sweet.

— It is not very convenient to use these two wooden sticks to eat.

"That's right, the boss is always fair, and he will definitely not sneak away to eat alone." The subordinate nodded in agreement.

Andre Gide, whom his subordinates were talking about, couldn't help but pick up a piece at this time.He escaped from hiding all the way, and he hasn't had a serious meal yet!

Savor, savor.

"Hmph, that's right. How long have we been together? After working hard all the way, I don't know what kind of person the boss is!"

As the veteran said, he opened a piece of compressed biscuit and started to devour it.

An hour later, the two diners in the Chinese restaurant finished eating at the same time.

"Doctor, is it okay for us to meet like this? That little tail that follows Mimic..."

Gide had already eaten and drank enough, but he was still very scruples about the silent stalker.

"Don't worry, that Rhode Islander has already taken over and is probably lying on the operating table now."

In the doctor's few simple words, there was a clear hint of bloody smell.

"After my people have finished brainwashing, let him record the singularity data before throwing it out. [Clock Tower Attendant] won't notice any problems."

[Or, in the end, all they care about is the data of the collision of different abilities. 】

"That's good." André Gide breathed a sigh of relief.

【when did it happen?I didn't realize it at all... Rhodes Island is really unfathomable. 】

So he said frankly: "Doctor, a few hours ago, I exchanged information with Ango Sakaguchi, and got the password and route of the arsenal that can supplement our armed forces. Do you need to see it?"

"Let me see." The doctor asked for the information without any pretense, and he spread out several sheets of paper one by one.

"Well, the password provided by Ango Sakaguchi is correct. Don't worry about this. After all, this is the first bait prepared for the first time. It really needs some money..."

"Well?"

The doctor's fingertips slid across the paper and landed on the next route map.

"There is a problem with the route... Let the second team pay attention! If your vehicle continues to drive, it will directly hit the main patrol force of the port mafia, and it will probably cost 3 or 4 people!"

"What, this is betrayal!"

Andre Gide gritted his teeth and said: "...I can't forgive you! I will send my ambush subordinates to control Ango Sakaguchi!"

"Quickly, give me the password of the second team's communication channel, and then I will conduct on-site command."

The doctor stood up abruptly, walked quickly to sit next to Gide, and rang the invisible headset he was wearing at the same time.

He turned on the small tablet he was carrying, connected to the Eye of the Priestess, and hacked directly into the Port Mafia's external surveillance system.

"Hey, the second team, can the second team get it!"

After adjusting the channel password to enter, the doctor cleared his throat: "This is the commander, repeat, this is the commander."

"Next, I will take over your itinerary. All actions must follow my command and confirm the password."

"The password is: The victory on the battlefield is determined by me—"

"Okay, boys, don't get too carried away!"

"Lavia, turn left at the next intersection, keep going straight for 200 meters at the current speed, and then turn right at the second intersection."

"Discovered by the enemy? It's normal, we're not playing secret infiltration. To be honest, it's too difficult for you to do this."

【calling. 】

"Don't underestimate it? Well, as you said, if you want to play, play something more exciting. Let's have a game of Mowing Wushuang!"

The doctor tapped the virtual buttons on the tablet and gave instructions in an orderly manner.

"There is a loophole, just at the next intersection, get rid of this chasing team."

【calling. 】

"It's okay, their call for help has been intercepted by me. The port patrol team was attracted by the sound, near the previous third warehouse. Calculated from the information difference between the two sides, you only have half an hour to pack and evacuate at most."

"After disposing of the guards, take as much as you can! If you can't take it away, just use local materials and blow up the warehouse!"

The doctor's attitude towards the enemy has never been softened or merciful.

"Gide, what's the matter?" He glanced at him and found that Andre Gide was not looking well.

"Second team, this is the commander, temporarily cut off the communication now. Contact me in 20 minutes, pay attention to vigilance!"

The doctor withdrew from the command of the second team and asked, "Gide, did your first team encounter any difficulties?"

"Yes, Doctor."

"The first team has taken control of the traitor who was temporarily staying in the hotel. However, something went wrong... They didn't find the token that the guy gave him when he joined the gang two years ago."

André Gide turned to the Doctor for help.

"A few hours ago, when I met him, he still carried it with him. After we go back, there should be no time to put it elsewhere. But...they have searched the room, but haven't found it yet."

"Need a token to be recycled?"

The doctor asked curiously: "What is your token?"

"This one, Grau Geist."

As Andre Gide said, he took out a handful of old-fashioned European guns worn around his waist, and gently placed them on the table for the doctor to observe.

"This is the style that was distributed in the army in the past. Of course, this kind of firearm has been eliminated for a long time now, and there is no factory to reproduce it. We Mimic can use this to determine the identity of the other party. Naturally, we can't leave the token outside."

"That means you must take it back, right?" The doctor expressed his understanding.

"Yes, since Ango Sakaguchi dared to hide the token, it means that someone will come to extract this information later."

André Gide spoke his mind.

"If my subordinates still can't find it, I plan to ambush another team near the hotel, wait for the visitor to help us find the token, and then kill it before recovering it."

"...I always feel that this plan of yours will lose your wife and lose your army. Think about it for yourself, Gide. Which of your previous plans was reliable?"

The doctor was unable to complain: "Don't lose a gun later, and then pay for a team's gun... Forget it, I'll help you."

"Get me to the first team, Gide." He leaned over to accept the communication, "First team, this is the commander, quickly report the current search progress!"

【calling. 】

"Shower room, bed, curtains, TV cabinet, desk lamp, have you searched?"

"What about the tiles, are the windows removable?"

"Have you searched the green belt downstairs?"

"Where is the locker at the front desk of the hotel?"

"Have the monitors seen the target leave temporarily or suspicious persons approach?"

【calling. 】

"None? Well, tell me the specific layout of the room." The doctor frequently switched the surveillance cameras around the hotel.

"Let me see what the cameras around me have captured—"

"Also, give me the hotel room number."

"This location... I can't see the room clearly, but the windows that can be seen have not been opened. It is confirmed, the token is in the room."

【calling. 】

"Wait, what are you talking about? The position of the chair is wrong... describe the specific scene again." The doctor seemed to have discovered something, he turned his head and asked.

"Gide, what can you do with a stool without a cushion and a back?"

"Use it to sit?"

Andre Gide thought for a while, and when he saw the doctor shaking his head, he tentatively said, "...Chop it up and use it as firewood?"

"I shouldn't have relied on your brain circuits." The doctor said speechlessly, "Stools without a backrest will make it more difficult to sit up."

"People are generally more inclined to drag it to the bed or place it against the wall. That is to say, the chair that stands out in the middle of the room must not be used for rest."

"Just like a hanged man needs a stool to step on. After you control Ango Sakaguchi, he hasn't had time to put the chair back in place!"

"... Footsteps? Above—" André Gide understood something.

"Yes."

"That is to say, the token is above your heads—in the ventilation duct on the ceiling of the room." The doctor notified the answer to a team.

【calling. 】

"Have you got it back? A box that can't be opened, about the same size as a token? There is no [tick] or [flow] sound inside, right?"

"That's right, that's the one. Everyone evacuates, pay attention to sweeping the tail on the road!"

"...It's over? Thank you very much for your help." Andre Gide lowered his head to show his submission to the doctor.

"It's over, the first team took back the token and evacuated, and the second team lifted the trap and brought back the cheese."

The doctor looked at the man beside him.

"Guns, bullets, gunpowder, congratulations on looting one of the most important arsenals of the Port Mafia, and slapping the occupant of Yokohama's dark night in the face."

Andre Gide raised his glass and beckoned to the doctor.

"Thank you for your hard work tonight, doctor."

The doctor also raised his glass and said, "Boss Mori wants Mimic to leave something after eating the cheese, but I just don't leave anything for him, and I have to eat up his bait and inventory."

The dizzy young man in front of him laughed and took a sip of Fat House Happy Water with a happy expression.

"I really want to see his exasperated expression—but the chess pieces on the chessboard are already in place, and even if there are some deviations in the plan, he is already on the strings and has no choice but to send it!"

The doctor aimed the glass at the chandelier, and the artificial light deflected and twisted through the bubbles boiling in the glass.

He said meaningfully: "Honey, who is the prey?"

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