: Section 2: Weapon Reformer

She received a PhD in chemistry, physics and mechanics at the age of seventeen, IQ 187, especially good at modifying firearms, a most common semi-automatic pistol, passing her After the hand is transformed, it can become the top killing weapon, with a powerful force that ordinary people can't imagine.
Zero is the trump card of "Flame". It is closely protected in the safest place and leads a peaceful life just like a normal person. If it is accidentally encountered on the road, it is difficult to detect from her sweet and harmless appearance. Her true identity.
Whenever there is a large-scale operation in the organization, and there are special weapons transformation requirements, she will be recruited.
God has given her an extraordinary side, and at the same time has given her fatal flaws. For example, when she does not need to use her brains, she always sits quietly in her place like a little sister next door. His eyes were empty, and I wonder where he went.
Her idle character is destined to hide behind the scenes, and cannot be personally battled like other companions. [
However, this does not affect her detached position in the organization, everyone loves her, do her best to protect her.
"This task is extremely challenging, and everyone needs to be well prepared." The cold man at the head of the table finished his brief speech, opened the makeup-sized palm computer, and began to issue orders.
Zero has eaten two small bowls of meat porridge, and drank his own spare rib abalone soup again, his coveted eyes drifting to the food in front of his companion.
The left and right companions very consciously brought the food that was not fancy to her. She smiled gratefully and continued to eat a lot, immersing herself in the food struggle.
Until it was her turn to arrange her task
"Zero, are things ready?" The cold man who issued the order with a reassuring calm temperament, dark eyebrows, introverted emotions, at first glance was very used to control emotions.
"Well." He agreed softly. Zero's right hand was busy eating. The left hand knew a small remote control from somewhere, pointed at the west wall, and pressed three times at will. "Fortunately, the mission, except what you need In addition, there are some small things that were done smoothly the other day. They are very light, compact, and very practical, just to show you."
Walls filled with antiques, weirdly flipped, hundreds of remodeled firearms, under the shine of crystal lamps, did not reflect the luster of metal, which is extremely suitable for hiding the figure from being discovered. These are all carefully crafted. Works are hard to find, and they are by no means good things that can be obtained with money.