My name is H, no surname, no first name.
My name is just an "H" like a code name. It's weird.
I feel the same way.
I have lived in a dark laboratory since I was a child, undergoing all kinds of strange experiments.
It was only recently that I was released.
I was called a "fighting machine."
Okay, I admit that I don't particularly like this title. It makes me feel like I'm not a human being.
But maybe, I said maybe.
Maybe I stopped being human a long time ago.
Really, I found that I was cut off from the outside world by my organization. I was not allowed to have contact with anyone except those allowed by the organization. Although I didn't have any contact with other people from the beginning.
I also discovered that I seemed to have stopped growing.
My mood can't be said to be good, but it's not too bad.
I feel like I'm like a biological weapon in a zombie movie.
Okay, I admit that I hate who I am now.
Ah, by the way, when I was released from the laboratory by the organization, something claiming to be the system came to me.
It only exists in my consciousness.
Very strange, it said it wanted me to save some "red party"
I don't know what the "red square" is, and I don't know what this system is.
But I know what "red" means.
This is what the police mean, my mortal enemy.
I am the prisoner in their mouth, and they are the spies in our mouth.
Why should I be asked to save my mortal enemy? Wouldn't it be better if they were dead? I can't figure it out.
The thing that claimed to be the system said to me: "Believe me, you will like them."
Will I fall in love with my mortal enemy? What a joke!
The system is so annoying.
Let me do what it wants to do.
But... Is the red team the whiskey team? ! Three people! Are they all undercover?
Hiss... My organization is going to be ruined.
Tsk, the system can't do anything to me anyway, otherwise, I'll kill the whiskey team quietly!
Of course, I didn't kill him.
Every time I was about to succeed, I failed.
I thought about telling the organization that the whiskey team was an undercover agent.
Of course, every time I was about to say something, I was interrupted.
I also tried it when I was writing, but why did the pen run out of ink? ! !
Later I found out that it was the system that had been protecting them.
I'm very annoyed, so naturally I don't have a good attitude towards the whiskey group.
It was nothing at first. Anyway, I had no interaction with them.
But when a crooked organization in me asked me to lead the whiskey team, I was completely confused.
The organization never allows me to date new people. I must have made this decision before going to bed! ! !
Forget it, just bring new people.
Anyway, I can't kill them, and I hate this organization anyway, so it's not impossible to let them live...
It's definitely not because I like Scottish food! It's not Bourbon either! It's not the bad taste of rye either!
[The following must be read! ! ! ! ]
Passionate writing! TOT is updated from time to time (I didn't even think of the protagonist's name for TOT when I wrote the introduction)
All members are friendly, maybe there will be some ambiguous single arrows or something.
However, there will be no CP in the main text ~ Little angels, feel free to eat it ~ (Maybe the extra ending will give everyone a CP and it will be an internal unit drama ~)
There is no outline and no manuscript. It's just a blank piece of paper, and the writing and logic are very poor! ! !
Please don't hate Mr. H for trying to kill the red party QAQ. After all, H was loyal to the organization in the beginning, no matter how much he disliked it~ This dislike of the organization started to change when he met the Whiskey Team.
It's not the timeline of the Conan world! ! ! (The stupid author can't understand the timeline QAQ)
The protagonist has no code name! In the eyes of people in the organization, H is just a machine! So it's usually called "Fighting Machine" or "H"
The protagonist's temper may be a little strange. There is no prototype at all, I started writing from the image in my own imagination~
The stupid author is still in school. There is really no guarantee for updating, and he is still typing on his mobile phone~
(If there is no problem with the above, you are welcome to eat it~)
Intention: I wish you prosperity and prosperity
