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Some time has passed since the Gray Raven escorted Ruolin back.
You came at the right time.
She looks the same as always, but there is something about her that betrays her composure.
It's urgent, and let me bring you up to speed in 15 seconds. Remember Ruolin from before?
She's been assigned to a different group. She has a good attitude, but is having a hard time fitting in and working with the team for fights. She seems absent-minded all the time.
The body can recover with rest, but it's going to take the heart a lot longer to do the same.
So the higher-ups have suggested that she have this part of her memory deleted, because it's having too strong an influence on her.
They said if they had Asimov do it, he could accurately conceal certain parts of her memory.
...
The negotiation went well. They went over her compensation and even had her signature already.
But she bailed at the last moment and came back here.
She points at the e-mail on the projection screen. It seems like she's only just received the news.
You've already helped me once, so I find it easier to just ask you.
These are her coordinates. She seems to be around the Red Tide. I have your protective equipment ready for you. Go as soon as you can.
Following Ruolin's coordinates, the Gray Raven heads straight into the Red Tide on Bridget's reinforced speedboat.
The target is standing on the slab in the middle of the Red Tide! She appears severely infected and is about to max out!
With your monitoring goggles, you can see Ruolin standing on an elevated slab of rock in the middle of the Red Tide. She is looking at the blood-red water, in which a red projection floats.
Speed up!
......
The Gray Raven heads for Ruolin at full speed. Ruolin walks toward the edge of the slab after speaking with the Red Tide, her expression now free of worries.
She hears you calling for her at the top of your voices, and she smiles as she turns to face this way.
......
Ruolin seems to have said something, yet what she said is drowned out by the splashing waves.
A red ocean apart, she waves at the speedboat that's speeding toward her. Then, she takes a leap forward...
I see...
She worked for me before she joined the Task Force. She wasn't outstanding at all, but worked hard and never crossed the line.
Cheer up already.
Bridget's comforting tone is anything but comforting. She forces a smile as she points at the footage from the monitoring goggles.
Look at her mouth.
She's saying, "Thank you"...
