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2035 AD, New York slums. A factory that has been abandoned for many years is burning. The flames lit up the night sky, eclipsing even the brightly lit bustling city that never sleeps in the distance. Countless ambulances, fire trucks and police cars surrounded the burning building, and all kinds of sirens intertwined together like a frightening chorus. Amidst the busyness, a black car with police license plates parked quietly outside. The car door opened and a man in a long black trench coat came out. The heat wave that hit his face made him involuntarily adjust the goggles on the bridge of his nose, and then walked slowly towards the burning building. His calmness was incompatible with the hustle and bustle around him, but his actions were like the most erratic ghost, and no one noticed his arrival.