()||<BIN>9</BIN><黑屏1>0,10</黑屏1><BGM>BGM_Empty</BGM>:
()||<黑屏2><BIN>418</BIN>:The city awakens, bathed in the morning sun. A vehicle with Griffin's logo slowly pulls off to the side of the street.
()||<SE1>AVG_Team_Running</SE1>:A raggedly clothed pedestrian clutching a piece of stiff rye bread in hand scrutinizes it alarmingly as it passes by.
Tabuk(0)<Speaker>Tabuk</Speaker>||:I feel so tired. Lack of sleep really causes your eyes to be uneven. Look, one's bigger than the other...
VPM5(0)<Speaker>V-PM5</Speaker>||:Given what just happened yesterday afternoon, the Commander is probably very paranoid about the situation in the city.
()||:Tabuk sighs.
Tabuk(0)<Speaker>Tabuk</Speaker>||:Doesn't excuse why we're out on patrol this early in the day.
Tabuk(0)<Speaker>Tabuk</Speaker>||<BGM>BGM_Brain</BGM>:Hmm?
()||<SE1>Rope</SE1>:Tabuk suddenly leans towards the rearview mirror.
VPM5(0)<Speaker>V-PM5</Speaker>||:It's fine, your eyes aren't swollen or uneven.
Tabuk(0)<Speaker>Tabuk</Speaker>||:No, look—that car at the end of the street!
VPM5(0)<Speaker>V-PM5</Speaker>||:Eh? They tossed out a person?+Looks be a woman?
()||<SE1>AVG_engine_speedup</SE1>:V-PM5 spins the steering wheel and turns the vehicle around.
()||<黑屏1>:
()||<黑屏2><BIN>418</BIN><SE1>AVG_brake</SE1>:A short hundred meters away, they find a female collapsed on the side of the road, her clothes ragged, her body bruised, and her face covered by a hood.
()||<SE1>AVG_20Winter_Door_Car_Open</SE1>:The black car that dropped her off is long gone.
Tabuk(0)<Speaker>Tabuk</Speaker>||<SE1>AVG_20Winter_Door_Car_Close</SE1>:I'll call an ambulance. V-PM5, check her vitals!
VPM5(0)<Speaker>V-PM5</Speaker>||:Right. +Eh, no vital signs? Wait— +She's a Doll? And powered down...
()||:V-PM5 carefully lifts the hood.
()<Speaker>Tabuk/V-PM5</Speaker>||<controll_shake>%%type_id=2%%duration=1%%delay=0.1%%range=8</controll_shake>:Px4 Storm?!
()||<黑屏1><BGM>BGM_Empty</BGM>:
()||<黑屏2><BIN>22</BIN><BGM>10299</BGM>:At the Griffin Base.
()||:In front of the repair pod, Tabuk nudges her glasses.
Tabuk(0)<Speaker>Tabuk</Speaker>||:Her Neural Upgrade is complete. Why isn't she waking up?
VPM5(0)<Speaker>V-PM5</Speaker>||:Miss Persica says there are signs of data leaks in her neural core. Could it be...
NPC-Kalin(3)<Speaker>Kalina</Speaker>||:No, it's just a crippling affliction of the "five more minutes of sleep" syndrome.
NPC-Kalin(8)<Speaker>Kalina</Speaker>||:Px4 Storm, if you don't wake up now, I'll deduct your bonus for the month.
Px4StormMod(0)<Speaker>Px4 Storm</Speaker>||<Shake>0.9</Shake>:No!
()||:The Doll in the repair pod suddenly sits up!
Px4StormMod(0)<Speaker>Px4 Storm</Speaker>||:Eh? Why am I...
NPC-Kalin(1)<Speaker>Kalina</Speaker>||:I have good news and bad news. Which one would you like to hear first?
Px4StormMod(0)<Speaker>Px4 Storm</Speaker>||:The good news is that my Neural Upgrade is complete? The bad news is...
NPC-Kalin(0)<Speaker>Kalina</Speaker>||:No, no. The bad news is that your old body is severely damaged and will require a hefty repair bill. Now, the good news is that—
NPC-Kalin(1)<Speaker>Kalina</Speaker>||:Your new body, tailor-made for the Neural Upgrade, is ready, so you don't have to spend money to fix the old one!
Px4StormMod(0)<Speaker>Px4 Storm</Speaker>||:...+Was I involved in some sort of accident?
()||:Px4 Storm scours through her memory data.
Px4StormMod(0)<Speaker>Px4 Storm</Speaker>||:I remember being on patrol duty in the city at noon, then... the crowd got agitated... and I can't remember the rest.
NPC-Kalin(2)<Speaker>Kalina</Speaker>||:Do you remember where?
Px4StormMod(0)<Speaker>Px4 Storm</Speaker>||:It was... at the city's food bank, No. 08.
NPC-Kalin(4)<Speaker>Kalina</Speaker>||:Yet, the place where your signal disappeared is more than two hundred kilometers away.
()||:Kalina briefly recounts how Tabuk and V-PM5 found her on the street.
NPC-Kalin(0)<Speaker>Kalina</Speaker>||:A quick examination confirms that you had 9 hours of memory data wiped before the shutdown. +There were gunshots and knife wounds tattering your body, alongside blunt force trauma; it's clear that you've had a less-than-wonderful encounter.
Px4StormMod(0)<Speaker>Px4 Storm</Speaker>||:I neither alerted anyone, nor called for help? I didn't even send a message back to Griffin?
NPC-Kalin(3)<Speaker>Kalina</Speaker>||:According to the mission database and the Commander, you weren't conducting any sort of secret operation either.
Px4StormMod(0)<Speaker>Px4 Storm</Speaker>||:Knowing myself, well... I can probably guess what I was doing at the time—
()||:Px4 Storm suddenly grows pale. She opens her terminal, her fingers scrolling so rapidly they're almost leaving behind afterimages. +Griffin Forums: check, not hacked, and didn't post weird stuff. +Comms: check, call history seems normal, no unknown numbers or strange text messages. +Online wallet: balance...
()||<controll_shake>%%type_id=2%%duration=1%%delay=0.1%%range=8</controll_shake>:<size=50>ZERO?!</size>
Px4StormMod(0)<Speaker>Px4 Storm</Speaker>||:<size=50>WHO DID THIS?!</size>
()||:Px4 Storm checks her last transaction record, sees that the entirety of her savings was transferred to someone called "N***". +Only their initials are visible.
NPC-Kalin(2)<Speaker>Kalina</Speaker>||:Whew. How much money did you lose?
()||:Px4 reveals the amount which shocks Kalina to the bones.
Px4StormMod(0)<Speaker>Px4 Storm</Speaker>||:How dare you touch my hard-earned money. YOU. ARE. DEAD!!!
()||<黑屏1><BGM>BGM_Empty</BGM>:
()||<黑屏2><边框>2</边框><BIN>168</BIN>:One day ago, at the city's Food Bank No. 08.
()||<边框>2</边框><BGM>GF_2022_Summer_Battle_1</BGM>:It's the middle of the day, the gates are tightly shut, and the surveillance camera's signal light flickers under the eaves of the building. +A sheet of paper is taped on the front door, in bold letters it reads: <size=50>"Rye bread, limited to 500"</size>.
()||<SE1>AVG_20Winter_People_Discussion_Loop</SE1><边框>2</边框>:The scorching hot sun cooks the asphalt into releasing steaming heat waves, blurring the silhouette of the people standing in a line. +Drops of sweat roll down their anxious, exhausted faces.
()<Speaker>Skinny Man</Speaker>||<边框>2</边框>:What time is it? Open the door! Don't tell me they're horsing around at the bar again!
()<Speaker>Sallow-Skinned Woman</Speaker>||<边框>2</边框>:I'm starving! When are you going to hand out the bread!
()||<边框>2</边框>:The complaints spread like a plague. +At the end of the line, a frail old man is sweating heavily, his hands and feet weak, but he dares not let go of his granddaughter's hand, whose lips have grown pale.
NPC-Lilyan(0)<Speaker>Skinny Little Girl</Speaker>||<SE1>Stop_AVG_loop</SE1><边框>2</边框>:Grandpa, it's so hot... I feel dizzy...
()<Speaker>Frail Old Man</Speaker>||<边框>2</边框>:Just hold on a little longer. We'll get food soon.
NPC-Lilyan(0)<Speaker>Skinny Little Girl</Speaker>||<边框>2</边框>:I don't want to eat wood scraps; I want to eat... that soft, golden bread...
()<Speaker>Frail Old Man</Speaker>||<边框>2</边框>:When your father... comes back home from afar, he'll buy it for you.+Don't ever let go of my hand, okay?
NPC-Lilyan(0)<Speaker>Skinny Little Girl</Speaker>||<边框>2</边框>:Yes... +Eh, a beautiful big sister?
()||<边框>2</边框>:A young girl walks up and waits behind the old man. +She's soft-skinned and neatly dressed, merely standing here alone makes her stand out as if a jewel had fallen into a pile of mud.
()<Speaker>Frail Old Man</Speaker>||<边框>2</边框>:Don't gawk around. The upper class might beat you up!
()||<边框>2</边框>:The little girl hides behind her grandfather, poking out half of her dirtied little face to peek around.
NPC_baolan(0)<Speaker>??</Speaker>||<边框>2</边框>:Hey. you...
()||<SE1>AVG_20Winter_Prison_Door</SE1><边框>2</边框>:Just as that clear voice starts speaking—Clang! Creak! The iron gates of the food bank open.
()<Speaker>Sallow-Skinned Woman</Speaker>||<边框>2</边框>:It's open! Grab the bread!
()||<SE1>AVG_Crowd</SE1><边框>2</边框>:The hungry crowd flocks in like a swarm of locusts trying to get their hand on the limited rye bread. No one cares anymore what an "upper class" has to say.
NPC-PasserbyM(0)<Speaker>Scrawny Man</Speaker>||<边框>2</边框><controll_shake>%%type_id=2%%duration=1%%delay=0.1%%range=8</controll_shake>:Don't push! Ouch!
()<Speaker>Strong Woman</Speaker>||<边框>2</边框><controll_shake>%%type_id=2%%duration=1%%delay=0.1%%range=8</controll_shake>:Get out the way, I got here first!
()||<边框>2</边框><SE1>AVG_20Winter_People_Panic</SE1>:The staff member standing next to the large cardboard box is staggered by the crowd surging in. He tries in vain to halt them but ends up being pushed aside. +It was like a flock of sardines being packed into a canister. The crowd crushes the barriers and tears apart the cardboard containing the bread; no one dared to fall behind, as doing so meant a day or more of starvation. +The old man and her granddaughter can only manage a few steps before both are shoved to the ground. He tries his best to protect the child as the crowd trample over their bodies. No one cared about them, only the rye bread almost in their grasp.
NPC_baolan(0)<Speaker>??</Speaker>||<边框>2</边框>:Please don't fight— We have plenty—
()||<边框>2</边框><SE1>Stop_AVG_loop</SE1>:His meager cries are powerless in front of the crowd.
()||<边框>2</边框><SE1>AVG_Car_Skid</SE1>:Skrrrt—Vehicle brakes violently echoed in the distance.
()||<边框>2</边框><SE1>AVG_Rifle</SE1>:Bang!
()||<边框>2</边框>:As the gunshot echoes, most freeze in place as they clasp their heads and ears. +Only those who are on the verge of starvation still hold onto the cardboard box, gnawing at the rye bread stiff enough to knock out their teeth, unwilling to spit it out even though they are choking on it.
Px4Storm(0)<Speaker>Px4 Storm</Speaker>||<边框>2</边框>:<size=50>Stand still!!!</size>+<size=50>If you want bread, stand still!</size>
NPC_baolan(0)<Speaker>??</Speaker>||<边框>2</边框>:Are you okay?
()||<边框>2</边框>:The young girl helps the old man up. Fortunately, the little girl is unharmed, albeit frightened and dumbfounded.
()||<边框>2</边框><SE1>AVG_20Winter_Door_Car_Close</SE1>:On the opposite side, a fully equipped T-Doll jumps out of the vehicle with a pistol in hand, followed by her four identical Dummies.
Px4Storm(0)<Speaker>Px4 Storm</Speaker>||<边框>2</边框><SE1>Select</SE1>:An emergency has occurred in the city, and as PMCs, we will now enforce policies to maintain order! +Whoever wants bread, stand in line. Anyone who grabs and runs will be locked up for three days!
()||<边框>2</边框><SE1>AVG_Team_Running</SE1>:The four Dummies drive the crowd back into an orderly line. Suddenly, next to the food bank gate, a scrawny man lunges at Px4 Storm.
NPC-PasserbyM(0)<Speaker>Scrawny Man</Speaker>||<边框>2</边框><Shake>0.5</Shake>:You can lock me up! At least there's food in prison!
()||<边框>2</边框>:Upon hearing about the prospect of being fed, the crowd begins to agitate again.
()||<边框>2</边框><SE1>AVG_pistol_finalshot_n</SE1>:Bang! A crater explodes right next to the man's feet.
Px4Storm(0)<Speaker>Px4 Storm</Speaker>||<边框>2</边框>:Who told you there's food in prison? There's no food or drink, just hard starvation for three days. Come if you want to try!
Px4Storm(0)<Speaker>Px4 Storm</Speaker>||<边框>2</边框><SE1>Select</SE1>:I am authorized to shoot in the event of a public emergency! +Whoever fails to comply with orders will suffer the consequences!
()||<边框>2</边框>:Her usually slick green eyes now shine cold and serious, exuding an intimidating aura. +The vast majority of the crowd chooses to remain rational under the watch of five muzzles.
Px4Storm(0)<Speaker>Px4 Storm</Speaker>||<边框>2</边框>:Now, I'll pass out the bread. Line up and collect them one by one!
()||<黑点1><边框>2</边框><BGM>BGM_Empty</BGM>:
()||<BIN>276</BIN><黑点2>:At the Food Bank Office.
()||<BGM>m_wv_scenario</BGM>:Looking at the figure on the monitor with a pistol in one hand and bread in the other, V-PM5 is in awe.
VPM5(0)<Speaker>V-PM5</Speaker>||:G-good gosh...
Tabuk(0)<Speaker>Tabuk</Speaker>||:After that incident yesterday, the Commander deployed T-Dolls to all food banks to maintain order. +If you hadn't fired a warning shot decisively, a more severe accident might have occurred.
Px4StormMod(0)<Speaker>Px4 Storm</Speaker>||:Aha... It was an emergency after all, and I had no choice but to solve the problem professionally and efficiently. +I'm usually a very gentle and kind companion♪+...Oi! What's with that skeptical look!
Tabuk(0)<Speaker>Tabuk</Speaker>||:...Are there any clues pertaining to your lost memory or money here?
Px4StormMod(0)<Speaker>Px4 Storm</Speaker>||:The most likely way to get my money back is to figure out what happened, from beginning to end! +Think about the length of memory that got erased; it's neither 24 hours, nor is it 6 hours. Why did it have to be 9?
Tabuk(0)<Speaker>Tabuk</Speaker>||:Ah, I see. The start of your memory loss coincides with when you first met that person!
Px4StormMod(0)<Speaker>Px4 Storm</Speaker>||:Exactly~ The act of trying to cover up a piece of information says a lot in its own right.
VPM5(0)<Speaker>V-PM5</Speaker>||:So have you found a clue?
Px4StormMod(0)<Speaker>Px4 Storm</Speaker>||:Ahem, there's got to be something here waiting to be discovered... +Let's play the surveillance footage at 8x speed♪
()||:Surveillance footage flies by, showing all the rye breads were quickly distributed, leaving empty boxes and greaseproof papers littering the floor. +However, there were still a dozen people who hadn't received their food. Px4 seemed to say something to the staff, who began to make phone calls. +Then, Px4 seemed to be distracted by something, stared at it for a moment, and walked to the edge of the surveillance.
VPM5(0)<Speaker>V-PM5</Speaker>||:Hey, look, you just walked into the blind spot of the surveillance, and it looks like you were talking to someone? +Px4 Storm?
Px4StormMod(0)<Speaker>Px4 Storm</Speaker>||:Sorry, I was just calling the bank's customer service. +What did you find? Let me take a look.
()||<黑屏1><BGM>BGM_Empty</BGM>:
()||<黑屏2><边框>2</边框><BIN>168</BIN><BGM>GF_21summer_avg_Demon</BGM>:Looking at the dozens of people in front of them and the empty bread boxes, the old man's cloudy eyes shed a single tear.
()<Speaker>Frail Old Man</Speaker>||<边框>2</边框>:No more bread, little Nancy will go hungry again... My poor child...
NPC-Lilyan(0)<Speaker>Skinny Little Girl</Speaker>||<边框>2</边框>:Don't cry, Grandpa. Let's go pick up some trash...
()||<边框>2</边框>:Px4 strides over.
Px4Storm(0)<Speaker>Px4 Storm</Speaker>||<边框>2</边框>:Don't worry; the food bank is dispatching supplies, and there is more bread coming.
NPC_baolan(4)<Speaker>??</Speaker>||<边框>2</边框>:Little girl, have a bite of this first. Here you go.
()||<边框>2</边框><SE1>AVG_Zipper</SE1>:The young girl pulls a piece of golden bread out of her backpack and hands it to the little girl.
NPC-Lilyan(0)<Speaker>Skinny Little Girl</Speaker>||<边框>2</边框>:Gulp...
()||<边框>2</边框>:After a moment's hesitation, the old man accepts the bread suspiciously. The little girl, no longer able to hold back her hunger, devours it with her cheeks puffed out, then presents the young girl with an innocent smile.
Px4Storm(0)<Speaker>Px4 Storm</Speaker>||<边框>2</边框>:Thank you for your act of kindness, Miss.
NPC_baolan(0)<Speaker>??</Speaker>；Px4Storm(0)||<边框>2</边框>:An act of kindness? Hah...+Hey you, you're a T-Doll from Griffin PMC? Oh, I see. Px4 Storm, security number GK*******.
NPC_baolan(0)<Speaker>??</Speaker>；Px4Storm(0)||<边框>2</边框>:You can drive a patrol vehicle and have firearm authorizations. That's pretty fancy.
NPC_baolan(0)；Px4Storm(0)<Speaker>Px4 Storm</Speaker>||<边框>2</边框>:I fired those shots to better protect people, not harm them, and Griffin is dedicated to keeping this region safe. +Miss, what brings you to a lower-city food bank by yourself? Please stay safe.
NPC_baolan(0)<Speaker>??</Speaker>；Px4Storm(0)||<边框>2</边框>:I can't be any safer with Griffin's protection. +Well... since I've met you, I'll choose you, then. I have a commission. Do you want to take it?
NPC_baolan(0)；Px4Storm(0)<Speaker>Px4 Storm</Speaker>||<边框>2</边框>:You can contact Griffin with your needs, and we'll send out the most qualified T-Dolls as per your requirements, Miss.
NPC_baolan(0)<Speaker>??</Speaker>；Px4Storm(0)||<边框>2</边框>:I think you're plenty qualified enough.
NPC_baolan(0)；Px4Storm(0)<Speaker>Px4 Storm</Speaker>||<边框>2</边框>:...Designating specific Dolls for the task will result in additional charges, I can't recommend such a non-cost-effective option for you.
NPC_baolan(0)<Speaker>??</Speaker>||<边框>2</边框>:I'll be honest. I won't contact Griffin because, for one, I don't have the time to wait for you guys to go through the whole process, and for two, I don't have that kind of money to hire an entire squad. +Besides, it's not that hard to simply drive me to Prague, is it? Would you like to do it?
()||<边框>2</边框>:Px4 Storm glances at the other party; she's neatly dressed with an exquisite outfit, albeit not brand new. However, a roughly crafted jeweled pendant stands out like a sore thumb, as if it's made of plastic.
Px4Storm(0)<Speaker>Px4 Storm</Speaker>||<边框>2</边框>:Prague is about a 5 hour drive from here. Taking on your commission won't even interfere with my missions tomorrow, but...+Why? Just to hire a chauffeur? With all due respect, a C-Doll would have sufficed for the job.
NPC_baolan(0)<Speaker>??</Speaker>||<边框>2</边框>:It's about making me feel safe, which you are ten times better at than a C-Doll. If I'm going to spend money to hire someone, why shouldn't I go for the best ones?
Px4Storm(0)<Speaker>Px4 Storm</Speaker>||<边框>2</边框>:Generally speaking, risk is directly proportional to the benefits. From your description, it seems your trip involves unknown risks?
NPC_baolan(0)<Speaker>??</Speaker>||<边框>2</边框>:You're thinking too highly of me. I'm just an ordinary girl, what kind of danger can I possibly get myself into?
()||<边框>2</边框>:With that, the young girl quotes a sum that surprises Px4.
NPC_baolan(0)<Speaker>??</Speaker>||<边框>2</边框>:It's up to you to decide on what car to rent, which road to take, just get me safely to Prague. +I must leave today. Deal? Do you accept?
Px4Storm(0)<Speaker>Px4 Storm</Speaker>||<边框>2</边框>:...
()<Speaker>救济站工作人员</Speaker>||<边框>2</边框>:The rye bread is here, Miss Safety Officer. Shall we proceed with the distribution?
Px4Storm(0)<Speaker>Px4 Storm</Speaker>||<边框>2</边框>:Go unpack the boxes first. I'll be right over. +Miss, I'm still working. Let me consider what you just said.
NPC_baolan(2)<Speaker>??</Speaker>||<边框>2</边框>:Ah, speaking of, the food bank doesn't have any requirements for who's eligible, right? Can I get a loaf of rye bread too, please?
Px4Storm(0)<Speaker>Px4 Storm</Speaker>||<边框>2</边框>:You?
NPC_baolan(2)<Speaker>??</Speaker>||<边框>2</边框>:I don't have any cash left for food. I'll just eat that rye bread on our way.
()||<边框>2</边框>:The young girl graciously makes her way to the end of the line.
()||<黑点1><边框>2</边框><BGM>BGM_Room</BGM>:
()||<黑点2><BIN>276</BIN>:At the Food Bank Office.
()||<SE1>AVG_Button_Click</SE1>:Px4 presses the pause button.+The Surveillance footage is fully zoomed in—They see a pair of hands taking the rye bread from Px4 Storm. Unfortunately, the wide brim of her hat completely obscures the owner's face.
Px4StormMod(0)<Speaker>Px4 Storm</Speaker>||:This woman with a blue hat...+She doesn't look like the kind that can't afford food. Why is she here claiming rye bread? Can't believe I gave her that.
VPM5(0)<Speaker>V-PM5</Speaker>||:Cashing in on a small opportunity? Falling into hard times?
Px4StormMod(0)<Speaker>Px4 Storm</Speaker>||:Uh, have you girls ever tried that rye bread before?
VPM5(0)<Speaker>V-PM5</Speaker>||:No, does it taste bad?
Px4StormMod(0)<Speaker>Px4 Storm</Speaker>||:You might as well be munching on tree bark! It's as hard as a brick, I think it serves better as personal protection gear than food. +Trust me, don't try this stuff unless you're going to starve to death.
Tabuk(0)<Speaker>Tabuk</Speaker>||:It's that bad? You've had it before?
()||:Px4 pulls a pensive look on her face.
Px4StormMod(0)<Speaker>Px4 Storm</Speaker>||:Some food brings solace, while others only bring harm. +<color=#A9A9A9>Eh? This quote...</color>
()||:Px4 Storm freezes for a moment as Tabuk stares at the screen, failing to notice the changing expression on her companion's face.
Tabuk(0)<Speaker>Tabuk</Speaker>||:So why is she claiming rye bread? That's weird.
()||:The footage continues rolling, and soon enough, the sun starts dipping to the west, and the food bank closes with Px4 walking right out of the surveillance feed. +She rewinds the footage, sets it to half speed, and inspects the moment she left carefully.
VPM5(0)<Speaker>V-PM5</Speaker>||:You... seem to be looking at someone and were walking straight at them too.
Px4StormMod(0)<Speaker>Px4 Storm</Speaker>||:What time was this? Huh, 1600 hours. Well, my shift should've been over by then. +Speaking of which, I looked at the mission briefing I sent back yesterday. Other than work-related stuff, there was no mention of anyone suspicious.
()||<SE1>AVG_tele_connect</SE1>:Suddenly, the on-hold music in Px4's call stops, and a sweet voice plays.
()<Speaker>Bank Customer Service</Speaker><通讯框>||:<color=#00CCFF>Hello, dear customer, How can I help you? </color>
Px4StormMod(0)<Speaker>Px4 Storm</Speaker>||:Please help me check my last transaction on this account, with the exact name of the payee.
()<Speaker>Bank Customer Service</Speaker><通讯框>||:<color=#00CCFF>Okay, we are looking up the transaction information for you. Please wait for a moment. </color>
()||<黑屏1><BGM>BGM_Empty</BGM>:
()||<黑屏2><BIN>168</BIN><边框>2</边框>:Outside Food Bank No. 08.
()||<边框>2</边框><SE1>AVG_2023Slow_Keyboard_Enter</SE1><BGM>GF_21summer_avg_Demon</BGM>:Px4 fills out the mission form, highlighting the risk of hungry crowd gathering and stampede accidents in the remarks, and encloses a recommendation to strengthen patrols and manned guards. Finally, she clicks send.
Px4Storm(0)<Speaker>Px4 Storm</Speaker>||<边框>2</边框>:Alright, time to call it a day!
NPC_baolan(0)<Speaker>??</Speaker>||<边框>2</边框>:Hey, you haven't answered me on my commission.
Px4Storm(0)<Speaker>Px4 Storm</Speaker>||<边框>2</边框>:There's no way. I can't accept it.
NPC_baolan(0)<Speaker>??</Speaker>||<边框>2</边框>:What, you think you're being underpaid?
Px4Storm(0)<Speaker>Px4 Storm</Speaker>||<边框>2</边框>:At the price you're quoting, Griffin might as well be doing charity. +If we consider it a private errand, then it's pretty substantial, tremendous even for a single T-Doll. However—+I only make money that I'm certain of. Since you won't disclose anything, how can I possibly take on your commission?
NPC_baolan(0)<Speaker>??</Speaker>||<边框>2</边框>:I hate to lie to you, but...
()||<边框>2</边框>:Px4 grins and prepares to leave.
NPC_baolan(0)<Speaker>??</Speaker>||<边框>2</边框><SE1>ClothingUp</SE1>:Wait! +I'll add another 20%!
Px4Storm(0)<Speaker>Px4 Storm</Speaker>||<边框>2</边框>:It's not just about the money; taking unknown risks for such a small benefit is—
NPC_baolan(0)<Speaker>??</Speaker>||<边框>2</边框>:30%!
()||<边框>2</边框>:Px4 continues striding toward her patrol vehicle.
NPC_baolan(1)<Speaker>??</Speaker>||<边框>2</边框>:Fine! I'm going to Prague to... to meet... someone very important! +Though many are strongly against it, I'm old enough to decide for myself what I want to do, don't I? +Please, help me.
()||<边框>2</边框>:The young girl steps in front of Px4. Her eyes glistening with tears as they meet. Px4 Storm pauses for a moment.
Px4Storm(0)<Speaker>Px4 Storm</Speaker>||<边框>2</边框>:Miss Patron, what shall I call you?
NPC_baolan(2)<Speaker>Nida</Speaker>||<边框>2</边框>:Nida Povna. Just call me Nida.
()||<黑点1><边框>2</边框>:
()||<黑点2><BIN>276</BIN>:...
()<Speaker>Bank Customer Service</Speaker><通讯框>||:<color=#00CCFF>In the transaction with tail number 9276, the payee is—</color>+<color=#00CCFF>Nida Povna.</color>
Px4StormMod(0)<Speaker>Px4 Storm</Speaker>||<SE1>AVG_tele_disconnect</SE1>:Nida Povna...
Px4StormMod(0)<Speaker>Px4 Storm</Speaker>||<Shake>0.5</Shake>:How dare you rip me off? Just you wait!
()||<黑屏1><BGM>BGM_Empty</BGM>: