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Late at night, in an apartment on the western outskirts of Tokyo.

A somewhat dilapidated, ancient looking car arrived at the entrance. The door opened and a man dressed in black, Zhao Zhiqiu, stepped out of it.

This was the third 'move' this month, and although he didn't need to bring anything with him, he still found it annoying. If it weren't for the fact that he was worried about Ito