Guten Tag, Berlin. This is 2:00 pm, Dec 5th. The temperature now is -7 degree celcius, going to be rapidly decreased during the next 12 hours to -10 degree celcius, as the heavy snow approaching within 6 hours. Since the strong wind comes from northern east radioactive area, we recommend you stay in door and wearing masks if going out......

As Nemo and Kevi reach the Flughafen Brandenburg, they realize that weather cast is in somehow underestimated. Snow flakes are already fallen at their shoulder, probably carrying the ancient remains of that nuclear attack. They tap them away from their cloths and rush into the airport gate as quickly as possible.

"Unlucky the Chinese," Nemo watches the board, "Even the weather wants them out."

Through the direction of his sight, Kevi sees a large sheet of "delay" with red letters on it. The airport is nearly shutdown, with thousands of passengers being crowded inside worrying and complaining.

"Luna, do you see anything strange here?" Nemo randomly points his finger at the boarding gate, "The passengers seldomly leave from the exit, they are just pouring in."

"They must have found something weird last night," Kevi replies, "Something......threaten. But nobody tells."

"Our Internet Department blocked all tags and informations about it," Nemo puts his hand back to pockets, "Block is one thing, another progress is to replace the fear by official statements. You know what, Luna? If you can't come out a statement fast, the rumor will spread, and that's what I fear the most: they don't care about the truth, they just veto by their feet."

"Which means......"

"They don't trust the government anymore," Nemo says, "Such impression will be enhenced everytime when we fail them."

So they keep walking. As they are closing in the check, two passengers-----seems like a couple, are walking out from a police station, greeting Nemo as they see him.

"WOW," Kevi hears Nemo sighs in slight voice, "CIA. They didn't leave yet."

"Howdy there, Nemo!" the American woman says in enthusiasm, dresses as if she's going to join the Miss USA show, "Didn't expect you will be here!"

"Tracy, it's not the time," the man with her dresses in suit, turns to Nemo, "Sorry, we just don't hear from your director, that U.S.S.A has a mission here."

"It's fine, Matt." Nemo says, "So you are still in charge, until the Chinese arrive?"

"Waiting to transfer the place to them," Matt says, "Is the plan changed?"

"I come here only on behalf of myself," Nemo says, "You did good job though. Anything happened at the airport?"

"As the process," Tracy answers, "Our president left half and hour ago after his long formulated speech. We are disguised among the passengers in case of some occasional attackers, as we've warned from your HQ......"

She pauses as Matt stares at her,

"Everything is okay, then?"

"You guys are really endured during the long delay," Tracy finally comes out, "We Americans must have been in madness."

"We're meeting soon old friend, I suppose," Matt leaves his last words, "We are allies for centuries after all. But now let's return the stage back to the Chinese."

He drags the sleeve of Tracy and gestures her.

"Act like that again and I'll send you back to the Academy." he whispers. Tracy throws up her hands in depression.

"So long then, Nemo." she takes a short sight to Kevi, "Send my concern to your lovely niece!"

Kevi watches back at Nemo.

"Lovely......" she asks, "Your niece?"

"It's a common saying," Nemo taps her shoulder in slightly awkward, "You can change that if you want."

"Well," Kevi pouts her lips, "Just say colleague."

At the security check Nemo turns to Kevi, whispering at her ears.

"Now comes the process, Luna. The ticket you're holding," he shows it to her, "Is never shown on the board, hear me? It's a fake one, in case someone would track you. But you need to act like nothing happens, walk directly towards the gate on the ticket, and the staffs there would send you to our agents."

"Your agents?" Kevi is a little confused, "You are not with me?"

"I'll contact you everyday when you get there."

"I see," Kevi murmurs, "Helen."

"Just keep in your mind," Nemo says, "Don't tell it to them. We've made the promise, haven't we?"

"The promise is a two-way," Kevi reminds, "Which means you need to keep yours to Auga too."

"Definitely," Nemo smiles, "Shake hands like colleagues?"

Now they're ready to take on-board like normal passengers after a short hand-shake. As Kevi puts her pack on the box she realizes something.

"My pis-----" she watches around and lowering her voice, "My pistol! Still inside the pack!"

"It's fine," Nemo points at the front, "I'll explain to them. Just follow the queue."

He goes towards them. Kevi sees him talks to the securitiy guards, with his agent ID showing up. The security guards look at each other, one tries to make a phone call but suddenly be stopped by Nemo. She feels a bit nervous, as if his identity doesn't work that well. But soon it proved to be her over-anxious. Nemo brings a black box to her.

"How many things do you bring with?" he asks, "Those illegal stuffs?"

"A carbon-alloy dagger besides," she opens the pack, "Ehh......and a sleeve crossbow with six arrows."

"Take them off," Nemo says, "And put them in this box."

"And my shoes," she adds, "There're two blades hidden inside."

"You bring an arsenal with you?" Nemo sighs, "Fine, fine. Usually it won't even need my words, just show them the agent ID and they will let go, but today is different, with two foreign leaders' arrival and there are more process for the exceptional."

Witness the box transferring to the sensor, Kevi feels her heart is about to jump from her throat. The security guards looks at the screen with mouth opened widely. She stands at the X-Ray room like a big X, walks out with a black-female guard checking her body all around.

"OK, " after 2 minutes check, the guard finally says, "You're free to go."

Kevi releases a heavy breath, watches at Nemo with a smile at ease.

Suddenly, the alarm of the sensor rings with red light.

"What the heck......"

As the crowd bursts into chaos, two police in uniform come from the station. Both of them hold a sub-machinegun on hand, targetting at her.

"Down on your knees! Down! On the ground!"