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Looking from the direction of the headquarters building of the Countermeasures Room from a distance, even the sky of the city is blood red. This is not a sunset dipped in the west by the setting sun, but a vision that only visionaries can see... As for ordinary people If so, he didn't notice it.

   They walk on the sidewalk, answer the phone with their phones in hand, or chat and laugh with the people around them.

   On the road, there is an endless stream of cars gallop ...

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