()||<BIN>9</BIN><黑屏1>0,10</黑屏1><BGM>BGM_Empty</BGM>:  
()||<回忆><黑屏2><BIN>166</BIN><narrator>:Ten years ago, in a certain wealthy district.
()||<边框>2</边框><BGM>BGM_Room</BGM>:...+The sun baths everything in rays of pale light.+An uncanny silence befalls the vast shopping plaza. Like a jungle of hidden danger, muffled gasps of friend and foe alike echo endlessly.
()<Speaker>Police</Speaker>||<SE1>Select</SE1><边框>2</边框>:The criminal Doll "Helen", we have you surrounded! +This is an ultimatum! Let go of the hostage!
()||<边框>2</边框>:Behind bright yellow cordons, faint puffs of smoke rise from the dark muzzles of firearms. +A sharp dagger gleams in the blinding sunlight, held against the frail neck of a young boy.
NPC-DP12-Helen(0)<Position>0,-40</Position><Speaker>Helen</Speaker>||<边框>2</边框>:Any last words, young master Troy? +Everyone's looking at you~
()||<边框>2</边框>:The gentle voice rings around his ears like whispers of the devil, with a tint of spiteful hatred.
NPC-Troy(3)<Position>0,30</Position><Speaker>Troy</Speaker>||<边框>2</边框>:Helen... Please, can you just let me go back to my mom and dad? +I promise, th-they won't hurt you.. +I-I don't want to die... I will give you freedom... Please...
NPC-DP12-Helen(3)<Position>0,-40</Position><Speaker>Helen</Speaker>||<边框>2</边框>:How pathetic, young master Troy...
NPC-DP12-Helen(3)<Position>0,-40</Position><同时置暗><Speaker></Speaker>||<边框>2</边框>:In the face of such a heartbreaking plea, only a contemptuous sneer can be heard behind the boy.
NPC-DP12-Helen(2)<Position>0,-40</Position><Speaker>Helen</Speaker>||<边框>2</边框>:Why, despite all my wholehearted love and care for you... You only think of those two heartless humans who never came to see you? +Remember last month's school entrance ceremony? Or last week's birthday party...?
NPC-Troy(3)<Position>0,30</Position><Speaker>Troy</Speaker>||<边框>2</边框>:...Th-they simply forgot!
NPC-Troy(3)<Position>0,30</Position><Shake>0.1</Shake><Speaker>Helen</Speaker>||<SE1>Rope</SE1><边框>2</边框>:Euh!
()||<边框>2</边框>:The arm squeezing Troy tightened further as tears visibly traced their way down the boy's cheeks.
NPC-DP12-Helen(2)<Position>0,-40</Position><Speaker>Helen</Speaker>||<边框>2</边框>:A naive and innocent soul... Why did you fall into this tainted world, into this giant web of entanglement?
NPC-Troy(3)<Position>0,30</Position><Speaker>Troy</Speaker>||<边框>2</边框>:Sob... +I-I still... need to go... with mom and dad... to the amusement park... +Today... they promised me today... They promised...
NPC-DP12-Helen(0)<Position>0,-40</Position><Speaker>Helen</Speaker>||<边框>2</边框>:Hush... my dear young master, quit hanging on to the two who let you down and the amusement park they'll never take you to.+Why don't you come with me if they won't care about you...+Let us enter the afterlife together and embrace our eternal happiness...+I promise to love you and care for you more than your parents ever could... alright?
()||<黑屏1><边框>2</边框>:The sharp dagger inches closer and closer to Troy's throat. Smudges of blood begin to slowly seep out.
()||<黑屏2><关闭蒙版><BIN>80</BIN><SE1>AVG_tele_disconnect</SE1><BGM>BGM_Empty</BGM>:Beep.
()||<BGM>GF_Swim_Marnie</BGM>:
The footage on the tablet comes to a stop.+VSK-94 and Stechkin stare at each other, both then lay their gazes onto a certain figure sitting not far away from them—

()||:DP-12.
APSMod(0)<Position>0,35</Position><Speaker>Stechkin</Speaker>||:Hey, open your eyes and take a good look! +Her ways of speech, her gaze, and the other similarities that match up with her bounty... 
()||:...
DP12(0)<Position>0,-150</Position><Speaker>DP-12</Speaker>||:...
()||<SE1>AVG_20Winter_Book</SE1>:Pages of a book on old folklore gently flutter between DP-12's fingertips. +The "subject", despite being stared at by two pairs of sharp eyes, remains immersed in her world of imagination, displaying nothing more but her usual tranquility.
VSK(0)<Position>0,-40</Position><Speaker>VSK-94</Speaker>||:To my knowledge... While Miss DP-12 can be a little eccentric, it's a stretch to say she's a criminal...
APSMod(0)<Position>0,35</Position><Speaker>Stechkin</Speaker>||:You dork! No one writes their true identity on their face!+Don't you see she's reading the tale of the "Mad Medea"?
VSK(0)<Position>0,-40</Position><Speaker>VSK-94</Speaker>||:What's that about?
APSMod(0)<Position>0,35</Position><Speaker>Stechkin</Speaker>||:...Just look it up on the internet yourself. +In short, the more someone appears gentle and harmless, the more likely they're some sort of vicious murderer... +Truth be told, with years of experience as Griffin's top "bounty hunter", I've already caught wind of the most wonderful scent on earth!+That's right! A huge bounty from the Lucas Group! A wonderful life awaits me!
()||:Stechkin can't help but unconsciously raise the corner of her lips as she fantasizes about the golden glimmer of her imaginary wealth.
VSK(0)<Position>0,-40</Position><Speaker>VSK-94</Speaker>||:A "bounty hunter"? Since when? Do we even have that position here?
APSMod(0)<Position>0,35</Position><Speaker>Stechkin</Speaker>||:Yeah we do, because I said so! +You, sit tight and watch. I'll show you how it's done!
VSK(0)<Position>0,-40</Position><Speaker>VSK-94</Speaker>||:...
()||<SE1>AVG_Cloak_Whoosh</SE1><黑点1>:Woosh— +Stechkin stands up stylishly and strides towards DP-12.
APSMod(0)<Position>0,35</Position><Speaker>Stechkin</Speaker>||<黑点2>:...+The noble Princess Medea of the legends. She fell in love with a prince and abandoned everything to be with him... +Yet, she was unfortunately met with the prince's heartless indifference in return, which drove her into madness, resulting in the killing of her own offspring as her way of revenge... +A bleak and twisted tale certainly matches your past. +Wouldn't you say, Miss "Helen"?
DP12(6)<Position>0,-150</Position><Speaker>DP-12</Speaker>||:...?
()||:The instant her name is called out, a shocked expression flashes across DP-12 face. +After repeatedly confirming that Stechkin's gaze is indeed directed at her, DP-12 blinks and puts on a perplexed smile.
DP12(0)<Position>0,-150</Position><Speaker>DP-12</Speaker>||:While Medea's tale is indeed stunning...+What did Miss Stechkin just refer to me as? I have no clue as to what you're talking about.
()||<SE1>ClothingUp</SE1>:Stechkin sneers as she sits right next to DP-12 with a faux intimacy.
APSMod(0)<Position>0,35</Position><Speaker>Stechkin</Speaker>||:Let's cut to the chase. +Miss Helen, ten years ago, as a high-end maid Doll of a wealthy family, you attempted to kidnap the young master, Troy Lucas, even resorting to violent threats... +You abducted him and confronted the police in the midst of a commercial plaza in an affluent residential area, causing widespread panic... Correct?
()||:DP-12 shakes her head, confused. But an affable smile still lingers on her face.
DP12(0)<Position>0,-150</Position><Speaker>DP-12</Speaker>||:Is this a new horror story that you just came up with? It sounds pretty intriguing...+What happened afterwards?
APSMod(0)<Position>0,35</Position><Speaker>Stechkin</Speaker>||:Later, although Helen was subdued, and the hostage was saved...+She managed to escape from prison and has yet to be found to this day, a full ten years later! +...If I remember correctly, Miss DP-12 just happened to upgrade into this body ten years ago, right?
DP12(5)<Position>0,-150</Position><Speaker>DP-12</Speaker>||:...
APSMod(0)<Position>0,35</Position><Speaker>Stechkin</Speaker>||:I've browsed through your files. You have worked in wealthy districts, yet somehow, service logs from that period are completely blank... isn't that right?
DP12(5)<Position>0,-150</Position><Speaker>DP-12</Speaker>||:...
()||:Under the watch of a sharp, pressing gaze, DP-12 relents. +Her perfect disguise begins to falter, and a growing gloom accumulates in her own gaze.
()||:Feeling the balance of victory slowly tipping in her favor, Stechkin reddens with excitement...
()||<SE1>AVG_Sword_Scope</SE1><BGM>GF_21summer_avg_SecretAgent</BGM>:Suddenly, a chilling sensation spreads out from the back of her neck.
()<Speaker>Stechkin</Speaker>||:!!!
()||<SE1>Rope</SE1>:Stechkin did not know when it had happened, but DP-12's arm is gently wrapping around her shoulder. +Her cold fingertip slowly strokes Stechkin's vital components.
APSMod(0)<Position>0,35</Position><Shake>0.1</Shake><Speaker>Stechkin</Speaker>||:<size=25>Wh-what are you doing?!</size>
DP12(0)<Position>0,-150</Position><Speaker>DP-12</Speaker>||:Speaking of abduction... +Do you mean something like this?
()||<SE1>AVG_whitenoise</SE1>:Hiss...Hiss...+Despite her desperate desire to call out for help, Stechkin's vocal module pitifully buckles under DP-12's unrelenting cyber intrusion.
()||:Inside the cafe, T-Dolls go about their day, talking and laughing as usual.+No one notices that these two, although they appear to be having a fun chat in the corner, are actually engaged in a dangerous gamble.
()<Speaker>Stechkin</Speaker>||:I knew it... it's you!!! +Are you trying to... silence me... here?!
DP12(0)<Position>0,-150</Position><Speaker>DP-12</Speaker>||:Hush...
()||<SE1>Rope</SE1>:The shackle tightens.
()||<SE1>ClothingUp</SE1>:Stechkin's entire body stiffens, allowing DP-12's fingers to carefully caress her hair, much like serpents climbing up her head.
()<Speaker>Stechkin</Speaker>||:Helen...! You are...Helen!+Huh...!
()||:Like a brief gust of wind, a soft laughter gently brushes against the hostage's ear.
DP12(0)<Position>0,-150</Position><Speaker>DP-12</Speaker>||:Dear Miss Stechkin, you are truly full of imagination... +Might I ask... do you have any concrete evidence?
()<Speaker>Stechkin</Speaker>||:...
()||:Another soft chuckle rises from behind her.
DP12(0)<Position>0,-150</Position><Speaker>DP-12</Speaker>||:No need to worry... Consider everything today just a small joke. +I won't harm you, Miss Stechkin.
DP12(0)<Position>0,-150</Position><Speaker>DP-12</Speaker>||:That is because... +You'll never find any evidence, I promise.
()||<SE1>ClothingUp</SE1><BGM>BGM_Empty</BGM>:Suddenly, her gentle restraints loosen. +DP-12's soft laughter lingers, much like the ringing of a silver bell, as she closes her book and leaves.
()||<SE1>AVG_Walk</SE1>:Her elegant, composed footsteps appear to follow some mysterious, inexplicable cadence, slowly fading beyond the cafe's door.
()||<SE1>Stop_AVG_loop</SE1><BGM>BGM_Brain</BGM>:...
VSK(0)<Position>0,-40</Position><Speaker>VSK-94</Speaker>||:Stechkin?
VSK(0)<Position>0,-40</Position><同时置暗><Speaker></Speaker>||:VSK-94 walks to her with coffee in hand, still unaware of the situation. +Somehow, for Stechkin, these few short steps feel like they lasted for an eternity.
VSK(0)<Position>0,-40</Position><Speaker>VSK-94</Speaker>||:Didn't you say you'll show me "how it's done"? What's with you going and cuddling with her... +She's not Helen after all, is she?
APSMod(0)<Position>0,35</Position><Shake>0.1</Shake><Speaker>Stechkin</Speaker>||:...You know jack all! +God, why are you so slow?
()||<SE1>AVG_va_addingredient</SE1>:The agitated Stetchkin snatches the coffee from VSK-94 ungraciously and gulps it down.
APSMod(0)<Position>0,35</Position><Speaker>Stechkin</Speaker>||:Phew... Phew... +She made a fool out of me! I never thought that my career as the great "bounty hunter" Stechkin for all these years would falter in the hands of "Helen"!
VSK(0)<Position>0,-40</Position><Speaker>VSK-94</Speaker>||:...Helen?
APSMod(0)<Position>0,35</Position><Speaker>Stechkin</Speaker>||:That's right, she is Helen!
APSMod(0)<Position>0,35</Position><Shake>0.1</Shake><Speaker>Stechkin</Speaker>||:<size=50>DP-12 IS HELEN!!!</size>
VSK(0)<Position>0,-40</Position><Speaker>VSK-94</Speaker>||:Then why did you...?
()||<SE1>AVG_21Winter_Phone_Crash</SE1><震屏3>:Snap! +Before VSK-94 can finish, Stechkin stands up abruptly, and the flames of anger burn wildly in her eyes.
APSMod(0)<Position>0,35</Position><Speaker>Stechkin</Speaker>||:Heh, slippery Helen, we will see who gets the last laugh... +As Griffin's greatest bounty hunter, Stechkin! +I shall bet on behalf of my honor, and I will surely expose the truth of your sins!!!
()||<黑点1>: