She got a PhD in chemistry, physics and mechanics at the age of seventeen, IQ 187. She is particularly good at modifying firearms, a most common semi-automatic pistol. After her hand is transformed, she can become the top class Killing weapons have powerful forces that ordinary people cannot imagine.

Zero is the trump card of "Flame". It is closely protected in the safest place and leads a peaceful life just like a normal person. If it is accidentally encountered on the road, it is difficult to detect from her sweet and harmless appearance. Her true identity.

Whenever there is a large-scale operation in the organization and there are special weapons transformation requirements, she will be recruited.

God has given her an extraordinary aspect, and at the same time has given her fatal shortcomings. For example, when she does not need to use her brains, she always sits quietly in her place like a little sister next door. His eyes were empty, and I wondered where he went.

Her idle character is destined to hide behind the scenes, and cannot be personally battled like other companions.

However, this does not affect her detached position in the organization, everyone loves her, do her best to protect her.

"This task is extremely challenging, and everyone needs to be well prepared." The cold man at the head of the dining table finished his brief speech, opened the makeup-sized palm-sized computer, and began to issue orders.

Zero has eaten two small bowls of meat porridge, and drank his own spare rib abalone soup again, his coveted gaze drifted to the food in front of his companion.

The left and right companions very consciously brought the zero-favoured food to her. She smiled gratefully and continued to eat a lot, immersing herself in the food.

Until it was her turn to arrange her task—

"Zero, are things ready?" The cold man who issued the order, with a calming calm temperament, dark eyebrows and introverted emotions, was very used to controlling emotions at first glance.

"Well." He agreed softly. Zero's right hand was busy eating. The left hand knew a small remote control from somewhere, pointed at the west wall, and pressed three times at random. "Fortunately, the mission, except what you need In addition, there are some small things that were done hand in hand a few days ago. They are very light, compact, and very practical, just to show you."

Walls filled with antiques, weirdly flipped, hundreds of remodeled firearms, under the shine of crystal lights, did not reflect the luster of the metal, it is very suitable for hiding the figure from being discovered, these are all carefully crafted Works are hard to find, and they are not the kind of good things you can get with money.