Dragon Raja: I started out as Erii's older brother

The screen displayed the following:

A man in black is being chased all over the street by a group of middle-aged women.

The background is a goldfish scooping stall that is burning brightly.

"Reporting, Captain!"

The operator was sweating profusely with anxiety.

"Arson has occurred in the central area of ​​the festival!"

"A large-scale riot broke out at the scene!"

The captain stared intently at the screen, his face instantly turning green.

Today is the summer festival.

This is an important day for the Snake Clan to demonstrate their strength to the outside world.

We absolutely cannot allow any problems to arise.

"Squad One, Squad Two!"

He immediately grabbed the walkie-talkie and yelled into it.

"Immediately proceed to the central area to take control of the situation!"

"Bring that arsonist, you idiot, back to me!"

Several more red alarm boxes popped up on the monitoring screen.

The unrest is spreading, with more and more people crowding and pushing each other.

The captain gritted his teeth and mobilized even more manpower.

"The third squad is going too!"

"Only basic patrol posts will remain inside the manor!"

"All other mobile forces are to be redeployed to the city!"

With his command.

A flurry of footsteps suddenly echoed through the manor.

A large number of guards dressed in black suits rushed out of the gate.

Head straight to the festival district.

The manor's internal defenses were instantly depleted by more than half.

. . .

Outside Su Mo's room.

The two bodyguards who were on guard duty received orders over the walkie-talkie.

The two exchanged a glance.

One of them knocked on the door.

"Mr. Uesugi, there's been an emergency outside."

"We're going to provide support. Please rest well in your room and don't wander around."

He didn't even wait for Su Mo to answer.

Footsteps could be heard fading away outside the door.

Su Mo listened intently for a long time.

Once they confirmed that there was absolutely no more noise outside, they were overjoyed.

He jumped up from the ground, ran over, and peeked out through the crack in the door.

At this moment, the corridor was empty, without a single ghost in sight.

"The advantage lies with me."

He rubbed his hands together, thinking to himself with a sense of satisfaction.

[It's like having a pillow delivered just when you're about to fall asleep!]

Just then.

Light footsteps came from the end of the corridor.

Su Mo immediately gripped the crowbar tightly in her hand.

A figure slipped along the wall.

He was wearing a large white lab coat, a face mask, and gold-rimmed glasses perched on his nose.

This person is the doctor, codenamed Otacon.

The doctor walked to the door and looked around.

He extended two fingers and tapped the door frame three times.

"Two short and one long"

Su Mo yanked the door open and pulled the doctor inside.

"How is the situation?"

Su Mo lowered her voice and asked the doctor.

The doctor pulled off his mask, his forehead covered in sweat.

He took the tablet computer out of the pocket of his white coat.

Bring up the manor's defense map; the red dots on it are now less than half of what they were before.

"It has been confirmed."

The doctor took another deep breath and said.

"I don't know which idiot outside set the goldfish scooping stall on fire."

"This sparked a mass riot."

"Eighty percent of the patrol teams have been redeployed."

"Currently, there are only two fixed posts around the treasure vault."

Upon hearing this, Su Mo walked directly to the window and peered out through the window bars.

In the distance, in the night sky...

A thin wisp of black smoke was rising.

The black smoke was particularly conspicuous under the red lantern light.

Su Mo pointed to the smoke in that direction and turned to the doctor with a sigh.

"Look."

"Even God is on our side."

"It must be some enthusiastic citizen setting off fireworks to celebrate our escape!"

The doctor adjusted his glasses.

He felt that this logic was completely flawed.

However, the current situation is indeed more favorable to them.

"I've already tampered with the surveillance system."

The doctor swiped a couple of times on the tablet before continuing.

"There is a two-minute looping video that overwrites the actual footage."

"We have to get this done in ten minutes."

"It's been a whole ten minutes?"

Su Mo's eyes lit up, and she waved excitedly.

"That's enough for me to dance in the treasure vault."

He turned and walked to the bedside, pulling a blue baseball cap from under the pillow.

The hat also had the words "Tokyo Metropolitan Hygiene and Cleaning" printed on it.

He took it from a cleaner's cart while he went to the toilet that afternoon.

He pulled the hat down over his head and pressed the brim down so that it completely covered his eyes.

Then, Su Mo struck what she thought was an incredibly cool pose.

"Otacon".

"From now on, don't call me Su Mo."

"Please call me Snake."

The doctor looked at his janitor-like appearance, his lips twitched, and he retorted speechlessly.

"What use is this hat?"

"You don't understand."

Su Mo raised a finger and shook it, speaking with great confidence.

"That's called disguise."

"Besides..."

He swung the crowbar in his hand through the air, making a "whooshing" sound.

"Just knock out anyone who sees us."

"That was a perfect stealth maneuver."

Upon hearing this, the doctor was speechless.

He began to doubt whether it was the right decision to gamble his academic career on this.

Su Mo ignored the doctor's dilemma.

He walked up to Erii.

At this moment, Erii had already put away the game console.

She had her little yellow duck backpack slung over her shoulder and was looking up at him.

"Comrade Pikachu."

Su Mo patted her shoulder solemnly.

"The time has come to test our revolutionary friendship."

"Are you ready for the new world?"

Erii nodded vigorously, her eyes sparkling with excitement.

Su Mo took a deep breath of the outside air.

Although it had a burnt plastic smell.

But, to him, it smelled like...

This is the taste of freedom.

He stuffed the bag of extremely pungent spicy potato chips into his pocket.

Hang the Coke on your belt.

He held a crowbar in his right hand and grabbed the doorknob with his left.

"Let's go, our goal is the stars and the sea... no, it's the family treasure trove."

Su Mo, codename Snake, serves as the overall commander and physical damage dealer.

Otacon served as a technical consultant and also worked in the atmosphere-building team (primarily responsible for creating tension).

Erii, codenamed "Pikachu," is the team's spiritual leader and hidden trump card.

Su Mo pushed open the door, waving her arms with high spirits.

It was dark outside, with only the emergency exit sign at the end of the corridor glowing green.

He took the first step, followed closely by the other two.

The three of them, like ghosts, blended into the quiet shadows of the manor.

Heading straight towards the treasure vault.

. . .

They are conducting infiltration operations within the territory of the Snake Clan.

Su Mo felt like he was playing an extremely difficult real-world game called "Metal Gear Solid: Snake Clan".

Otacon was his only off-court coach.

"The potted plant at the end of the corridor on the left is an absolute blind spot for surveillance cameras."

…………

"Turn right, there's a patrolman at the corner ahead, he'll stop there for thirty seconds to smoke a cigarette."

The doctor lowered his voice, like a professional GPS navigator.

Each time, she accurately guided Su Mo and Erii along the way.

Therefore, professional matters should be handled by professionals.