Eh? Do you also want to try the iron fist of the humanoid girl?

Even if necessary, the most common method is to fabricate charges to restrict the actions of the other party's key figures. In this way, the two sides will not completely tear each other apart.

Obviously, now that it has come to the point where guns and knives have to be used, the situation has become completely different.

"Anyway, just be patient for now," Harry said. "If our people come to contact you, they will definitely attract the attention of the Russians. There is no need to take risks since we have finally cleared ourselves of suspicion."

"understood."

Raphael hung up the phone and sat down wearily in a chair at the table.

It seems that she can only play the role of a Japanese high school girl now. She can't do anything until the Russians' suspicions are completely dispelled.

"What does the bureau say?" Asuka asked.

"He wants me to continue to act like a good high school student and experience life," Raphael said with an unhappy look on his face, "Only in this way can we dispel the Russians' suspicions."

Asuka also thought of this because she caught similar news on the channel.

There was a serious mistake in the Russian intelligence system. Someone neglected his duty and sent an ordinary female high school student from Japan to the execution force as a target of action.

After confirmation by the executing team, there was a complete error in the mission object...

However, this is just hearsay and can only be used as a reference.

Considering the Russians' criminal record, she thought there was nothing wrong with Director Harry's suggestion. Rather, it was the most appropriate suggestion for the current situation.

"The good news is that he promised to find us some suitable equipment, but it will not be delivered until my suspicion is completely cleared."

"Anyway, just to be safe."

"That's right," Lingyin nodded, and then added: "Besides, if we want to escape, no one can stop us."

“Unless they blocked the two streets in front and behind with heavy machine guns in advance.”

"Yes," Raphael said, "Okay, let's maintain the status quo for now."

She asked Lingyin to take a shower first, and she picked up the mouthwash and simply cleaned her mouth.

Then I opened the instrument case and reassembled the flute. Since I was asked to act like a high school student, I followed Harry's instructions and experienced campus life seriously.

Raphael found it a headache to deal with a child who was not worldly-wise but had many wild ideas all day long.

However, the activities of the wind band club allowed her to free herself from the stress and kill time in a small corner where no one cared about her.

"Ah...it starts again."

When Lingyin heard the notes and rhythm of the flute, she held her head with her hands and couldn't stop wailing. It was the flute part of the Polovtsian Dance again.

Now, after the host comes back every day, she will sit in front of the windowsill and play the flute, just like an artistic girl obsessed with wind instruments.

Anyone who sees this behavior would think that she is a harmless high school student.

Although she knew that this was a deliberate disguise, she was the one who suffered!

Lingyin was extremely mad, she didn't like classical music at all. What was worse was that Raphael could only play the flute part at home, and the lack of coordination with other parts was really uncomfortable for the puppet.

Lingyin deliberately stomped hard on the floor and walked up the stairs with a thump, but Raphael didn't care at all.

Look at Fei Niao, she uses noise-canceling headphones to block out ambient sound and only turns on the noise canceling headphones when she speaks.

It was late at night and it was almost time to go to bed. Raphael put down the silver flute and slowly let out a breath.

He disassembled the flute, wiped and maintained it with a special cloth, cleaned the fingerprints on the keys and the dust nearby. Only after the whole set of maintenance was completed and put away did Raphael put away the instrument.

This kind of life may continue for a while before receiving new equipment.

The flute sound disappeared, and Lingyin could finally lie contentedly on the soft, sleep-inducing bed.

I really don't understand why the director gave a flute to the host. The humanoid respiratory system is clearly for heat dissipation, not for playing musical instruments.

If you want to give a musical instrument, it should be a percussion instrument or a string instrument, such as a piano or violin.

Lingyin turned over in bed, hugging the soft quilt, twisting and turning, as if she was so tired that she didn't even have the desire to talk.

After tossing and turning for a while, she stopped and stared at the twinkling stars outside the skylight for a long time. Her mind was full of thoughts, and she thought of the war.

The organizing principle of any society is war, and the fundamental function of a modern wealthy government is its war power.

Today it is oil, tomorrow it is water, and the day after tomorrow it is food.

That's what they call it, God's business: guns, oil and drugs.

But there is a problem, the current lifestyle is difficult to maintain... It's over, it can't continue, the profit ratio is declining rapidly.

This is what reignites the world war, the destruction of demand;

This is what sends people into panic, because people in a state of permanent existential fear are not rational and will only support war.

……

"It would be a waste of time to continue monitoring."

Skiff put down the telescope and said angrily to his companions in the room:

"If our actions were known to others, we would definitely be judged as potential criminals with bad intentions."

"Fortunately, we are also eliminating risks."

Yilin processed the photos taken with a telephoto lens. The girl in home clothes was sitting by the window playing the flute, which was really wonderful.

He could already imagine how awful some people's faces would be when headquarters received this surveillance report.

Yes, the GRU's overseas operations team has begun monitoring Japanese high school girls again.

"Where's Captain Alpha?" he turned and asked.

"I took a break. I spent the whole day squatting in the school. After 4pm, I was tortured by the noise made by the high school wind band for four hours. When I first came back, I thought he had been sucked out of his energy by the devil."

Yilin chuckled, a smile that he couldn't hide plastered on his face.

The orchestra's group practice is like this, each performer only has the part of the score they are responsible for, and if there is no unified conductor, it will be a mess, which is nothing but noise.

But Captain Alpha was so desperate that he even sneaked into the school.

Yilin stretched and his baseball cap fell to the ground.

"Sent. You will receive the final instructions tomorrow."

“Is there a prediction of the outcome?”

“Need I ask?” Yilin answered the question with a rhetorical question, “Last time, the headquarters told us not to send them photos of high school girls. This time, we wrote a complete surveillance report…”

"It must be annoying over there."

Skiff had an unkind smile on his face. This report would be like gasoline poured on the raging flames, making the fire in the headquarters and intelligence system burn even more vigorously.

He had long been resentful of the intelligence agencies. Apart from outdated information, they only provided hearsay and only about 30% of the data was actually usable.

The world is becoming more and more turbulent nowadays, and it is time for them to take it seriously.

There have been reports that ethnic and geopolitical conflicts in the Transcaucasus region are intensifying, and they may have to redeploy.

After all, the person is dead and the remaining data has been recovered. Now the only reason to stay in Kyoto is to confirm the identity of the target.

Unfortunately, they did not get any breakthroughs and the GRU and SVR were wasting their time.

"Okay, stop complaining." Yilin stood up and took out a beer from the refrigerator. "Here, have some."

“Microbrew?”

"No vodka, forget it if you don't want it."

"It's all the same," Skiff said, "just give it to me." He raised his hand to take the jug, tilted his head back and started drinking it non-stop.

"Ding——" the mailbox made a notification sound.

Yilin opened the computer and glanced at it, "Okay, our mission is over."

"So fast?" Skiff couldn't believe it. In his impression, the administrative efficiency of the senior officials at the headquarters was extremely slow.

"It must be because of those secretly taken photos." Yilin showed a bright and sarcastic smile on his face, "It must be annoying to have the scandal mentioned repeatedly."

Chapter 131 The Reasons Why the Russians Withdrew

The vague wandering gaze disappeared.

After wandering the streets for almost a whole day, when Raphael came back, he had basically confirmed that the enemy's close-range teams and long-range surveillance personnel had withdrawn.

After eight days, her life of playing the role of a good child finally came to an end. She wore a pink coat and a white skirt, yawning without any ladylike image.

Raphael walked along the path to the main street outside. The busy street with people coming and going and the sparsely populated residential area were only half a minute's walk away.

She stood still, staring for a long time at the white-rumped munia that was cleaning its wings with its beak on the branch. Her mind was filled with a thousand thoughts, including the war and the scene of birds falling from the sky.

Raphael shook his head, and his chestnut ponytail swayed left and right.

"...Azerbaijani armed forces were deployed on the contact line in Nagorno-Karabakh and deployed heavy weapons. At the same time, Russian peacekeepers went to the contact line to try to prevent an escalation of the situation..."

The electronic screen hanging on the office building emitted a harsh news broadcast. No passers-by stopped to watch. They were all concerned about the people and things at hand or around them.

The conflict occurring thousands of kilometers away has no impact on their lives, so it makes no difference whether they care or not.

Even if you care, it will just become a topic of conversation after dinner.

Besides, when Japanese men chat in bars after get off work, they mostly talk about family life and complain about their wives' cheating lives and the long and stagnant daily work.

Who wants to talk about the world situation? Just living is tiring enough.

Raphael remembered her desire for true freedom. Deep in her heart, her dissatisfaction with this world heading towards chaos and war gathered again.

Why do we always have to start wars? Would it be nice to be killed by bullets? She wondered.

Raphael turned on his cell phone and searched for the root cause of the endless war in Transcaucasia.

Before the webpage could load the content, the calm yet trembling voice of the announcer came from the TV in the distance.

“…Armenia and Azerbaijan have engaged in fierce fighting in the border area, resulting in casualties…Fighting has broken out again in the border area between the two countries, and the border conflict is showing signs of intensifying.”

She turned the pages and read slowly. Both sides were accusing the other side of being the first to provoke.

The Russians again tried to mediate, but their efforts seemed less effective.

After the collapse of the Soviet Union, Azerbaijan and Armenia broke out in war over the ownership of the Nagorno-Karabakh (NK) region.

Although the two countries reached a comprehensive ceasefire agreement in 94, they have been in a state of hostility over the Nagorno-Karabakh issue, and armed conflicts have occurred from time to time.

How come all these events have to come together? The more Raphael looks at it, the more he feels that the world is in a state of depression.

Fortunately, Georgia, which is next door, is stable for the time being, but the country is not a pushover. It attacked South Ossetia during the Olympics, which eventually triggered a war that lasted 10 days.

The more Raphael looked, the more he felt that Transcaucasia was a powder keg that was underestimated by everyone. This small area involved all the major powers and civilizations in the world.

The relationships between the parties, whether conflicts or friendships, are long-standing and complex.

If one were to delve deeper into the historical entanglements involved, the issue could allow college students studying geopolitics to write several excellent graduation theses.

After the collapse of the Soviet Union, Armenia and Azerbaijan began to compete for the ownership of the Nagorno-Karabakh region, and three military conflicts occurred.

The most recent one occurred in September 23, when Armenia chose to completely abandon the Nagorno-Karabakh region and recognized Azerbaijan's control and jurisdiction over the region.

They also took the initiative to cut ties with the autonomous government of the Nagorno-Karabakh region and the Russian troops stationed there, and even accused local armed forces of deliberately provoking conflicts with the intention of dragging Armenia into a direct confrontation with Azerbaijan.

Obviously, that conflict ended with Azerbaijan's unilateral victory and the recovery of the Nagorno-Karabakh region.

Of course, this is not the end of the geopolitical game in Transcaucasia.

Just by looking at the territories of the two countries, you can understand the problem. Azerbaijan is cut in half by Armenia, leaving an enclave "Nakhichevan" on the Iranian border.

Armenia has a piece of territory called "Nagorno-Karabakh" that is embedded in Azerbaijan and can only be entered through a narrow corridor.

During World War I, the Ottoman Empire believed that the Christian Armenians in its territory were suspected of colluding with Russia.

In addition, an uprising did occur in Western Armenia and it cooperated with the Tsarist Russian army, so the Turks launched a massacre of the Armenians, which also affected the Nakhchivan region.

At the beginning of the last century, the population ratio of Azerbaijanis and Armenians in the Nakhchivan region was roughly 45:55, almost half and half.

After the massacre by the Ottoman Empire and later the Turkish army, the population ratio in the Nakhchivan region changed to 1:9, which means that basically all the Armenians in the region were killed.

By the 20s, the red color of the mentor dyed the Transcaucasus region red and national self-determination was carried out. The Nakhchivan region was incorporated into Azerbaijan based on ethnic population, which directly led to the continuation of this geopolitical form to this day.

Of course, the experience of the Armenians during the Russian Revolution was not so simple.

First, the Tsarist Russian army captured the Eastern Anatolia region in the Caucasus Campaign. The local Armenians took the opportunity to break away from Turkish rule and welcomed the arrival of the Tsarist Russian army.

But Tsar Nicholas II did not trust the Armenians and had no intention of helping them gain independence. After completing his established military goals, he disbanded the armed forces formed by the locals.