(The main plot of this plot is Lelouch's two films + Akid, who lost his country, and will not replace any role, nor will he deliberately slander or belittle any role. So after reading this chapter, if you think "What should Lelouch do?", please don't worry. As long as I dare to dig a hole, I have the ability to fill it, and I will never disappoint everyone.)

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The world, which was also shrouded in war, was caused by large-scale invasions in the early 20th century, spreading the war to the whole world and guiding the direction of war, the Holy Britannia Empire, implemented a monarchical ruling system that was extremely rare at that time, with the emperor as the highest leadership of the country.

With its vast territory and strong military strength, it conquered other countries in the world.

Imperial Calendar 2017, Tokyo Concession.

As the capital of a country, the city where Britannians live now is much better than before, both economically and militaryally. Although it sounds a bit ironic, the prosperous urban appearance is undeniable. People with bright clothes bring only their laughter and joy here.

It has been seven years since the day Japan lost its war with the world's largest country, Saint Britania, and became the eleventh colony.

Ling Yi took the elevator to the top floor of a club. When he walked out of the elevator, he pretended to tidy up the neckline of the suit. Yu Guang was slightly supervising the camera in the corner of the corridor. Unexpectedly, two surveillance equipment should be placed at the corner of the corridor and at the door of the elevator. Is it to verify identity?

Really careful.

but--

The smile on Ling Yi's face disappeared instantly. He turned to his extreme cold face, his eyes were not emotional, and his tone was the same.

"System, give me a three-dimensional three-dimensional map of this building, and mark the location of the target person, and set the hands-on time to three minutes."

"Understand." A female voice appeared in her mind.

I observed the surroundings habitually and found no figure.

And the surveillance camera suddenly stopped swinging left and right, as if it had disconnected the power supply.

Ling Yi casually put the electromagnetic interference device attached to the collar into his pocket. He walked straight to the door of a presidential suite. The lock-opening time was no more than thirty seconds, which was relatively slow for him, after all, this was not his profession.

According to the three-dimensional map in my mind, I have not yet lived in this suite with a noble status, and there are no equipment such as surveillance cameras. No matter how strong the background of this club is, some rules are not convenient to explain, but they will not be intentionally violated. Therefore, Ling Yi pulled out his tie, which made him extremely uncomfortable. He took off all the expensive suits and changed into ordinary hooded long-sleeved and jeans that had been prepared. With his appearance, he would probably be considered a student, so there was no need to worry.

Of course, there is also an indispensable sound silencer.

In some cases, guns are worth far more than magic.

After checking the equipment he carried, Ling Yi took a hood and left the room.

Each map shows someone in front of him. He will hide in the blind spots of his vision or change his route, and then he will successfully arrive in front of a room on the fourth floor.

Ling Yi knocked on the door quietly.

"Who?" Sure enough, a very impatient voice came from inside.

"Sorry, I'm disturbing you. I'm the waiter at this club. Your guest here says he wants to see you."

"guest?"

"Yes, a gentleman named Murah."

After answering in a respectful tone, Ling Yi keenly realized that the person inside had no reaction for a moment.

But not long after, a cautious voice came from inside that was inconsistent with the previous one.

"Mura? Please wait downstairs for a while, and I'll go down right away."

"Mr. Mura said he would meet you in person, and he was already on the way to come."

Upon hearing this, a cold light flashed in Ling Yi's eyes, but his tone did not change at all.

"What!?" The person inside was obviously shocked, and then Ling Yi heard a burst of rapid footsteps and a somewhat angry curse.

"That guy actually found this place..."

Soon, the door opened.

He is a middle-aged man wearing pajamas and slightly fat.

Seeing Ling Yi in ordinary clothes on the door, his panic and anxious expression suddenly became stunned, then quickly reacted and asked, "You are not the waiter here, who are you!"

As mentioned before, this club is an amusement park for the upper class, especially in the city where Britannian nobles are entrenched, it is an iconic entertainment facility. Although it integrates gambling, leisure, high-end bars and other public services, it is not as good as the average Britannians.

Before he finished speaking, a black muzzle hit his forehead.

The middle-aged man's face turned stiff in an instant, his back was wet with cold sweat, and his legs were trembling faintly.

"Yes... I have something to say, who invited you to come, I will pay double the price."

His tone was barely calm, but it could not hide his fear.

“Get in.”

Ling Yi said coldly without hesitation, and at the same time he pushed the gun hard.

The middle-aged man did not dare to resist at all and returned to the room honestly. At this point, he still didn't know that the person in front of him was a killer hired by others. He was a desperate person who could do anything for money and dared to kill anyone.

"Aimo Lask, the head of the third classroom of the Security Bureau, right?"

After entering the room, Ling Yi asked coldly.

“Yes…yes.”

The middle-aged man was shocked. The man in front of him even knew his hidden identity clearly. You should know that the identity he claimed to the outside world was only the supervisor of a certain company.

"That's right..." Ling Yi showed a cold smile on his lips, and his fingers seemed to be pressing on the trigger.

The middle-aged man kept paying attention to his movements, for fear that he would get out of fire. He heard his tone and felt something was wrong and shivered all over his body, and quickly said, "Wait. Are you a 'supernatural'?"

"Hmm?" When Ling Yi raised his eyebrows and asked, "How did you know?"

The middle-aged man replied with a smirk: "Your name has spread throughout the security bureau and has been registered." As soon as he said that, he immediately reacted and added in a panic: "Of course, I have no thoughts that are not good for you."

"Yeah?"

Having said that, Ling Yi was a little surprised how quickly his reputation spread.

He had only arrived in this world less than a month ago and initially learned basic information through various channels. But then the system issued the main task, which was the "world on the fingertips". In other words, let the world rotate and change because of itself, and find the meaning of "perfect person".

But, how easy is this?

Especially the last one. That is not a task that can be accomplished by hard work, but what is more needed is inspiration.

Fortunately, it is a long-term task, so don't worry for the time being.

As for the Earth Lord on his fingertips, the first half of this mission is relatively easy, with many ways. Creating terrorist attacks, causing political turmoil, etc., even the most vulgar assassination can put the country into chaos.

However, this is not enough.

How can a country be compared with the world?

Ling Yi has never been a docile person. The reason why he acts according to the system's tasks is nothing more than to improve his strength. In addition, the tasks arranged by the system are all the types he likes.

This time is no exception. Even if the system doesn't say it, he will probably do so.

There is no question of planning, it's just a prelude.

Raise enough capital first to be able to complete the task.

So he set his sights on some people.

The Governor's Office, the Security Bureau, and the Military Region, these three institutions control most of the voice of the Tokyo Concession. There is no need to say much about the dark side of the political world. He has unknown how many evidence of illegal arms transactions is collected by assassinating politicians and seizing their memories, and then sells the information to those who are interested.

Ling Yi was active in the upper class circle in this way.

As for the purpose, we will not disclose it for the time being.

The middle-aged man was sweating coldly, gritted his teeth and said, "I know your rules. I am willing to pay three times the price to buy my life."

Ling Yi opened the insurance without saying a word. As long as he pulled the trigger, he could send the bullet into the other party's brain at any time.

"Wait! Five times! No! Ten times!" The middle-aged man was about to cry. Although he had heard that this person had different behaviors from other killers, he could even let him kill his employer as long as he gave a satisfactory price.

Logically speaking, this is a taboo in reputation.

No one would be willing to hire such a dangerous killer.

This is true. Generally, the nobles and upper-class Britannians dare not take Ling Yi's idea at all. Only those employers who are truly rich or who are already desperate will come to him.

Who made Ling Yi take action still has a success rate of 100%.

In addition, many people who wanted to take revenge on him died strangely some time ago, which made others feel distracted. Now Ling Yi is the most terrifying person in the Tokyo Concession.

"Ten times? Is your life worth ten times?" Ling Yi looked at him with doubts, and then said a price that made the middle-aged man pale.

“….”

The middle-aged man's lips were trembling, and his face could only be described as pale as paper.

The other party was indeed serious, and the price was definitely above his net worth.

But at this moment, Ling Yi smiled slightly and said, "Of course, there is no other way..."

The middle-aged man looked at him blankly, feeling that he had fallen into a trap.

Three minutes later, Ling Yi left with a recorder, leaving only the middle-aged man with a helpless face sitting on the sofa and sighing constantly.

Now I've gotten on the pirate ship.

He recorded all kinds of testimony from military courts, so that this guy would become an informant and provide himself with the information and convenience he wanted.

This trip is not a loss.

Ling Yi was screening out the information that might have been missing in his memory, and suddenly a riot attracted his attention.
To be continued...