Sold to the Disfigured Billionaire의 모든 챕터: 챕터 91 - 챕터 95

Washington D.C. J. Edgar Hoover Building (FBI Headquarters). 10:00 AM.The receptionist at the FBI front desk was bored. She was scrolling through Instagram, looking at memes about Alexander Hale's meltdown at the Met Gala. A man walked up to the bulletproof glass. He wore a baseball cap and sunglasses. He placed his hands on the counter. They were empty."Can I help you, sir?" she asked without looking up."I'd like to report a crime," the man said."Fill out form 2B over there.""The crime involves national security," the man continued calmly. "And the perpetrator is General Thomas Ryker."The receptionist looked up. "Sir, making false statements to a federal agent is a felony."The man took off his sunglasses. He looked directly into the security camera. "My name is Sebastian Sterling. I am a fugitive. And I want to surrender."[ ALERT: FACE RECOGNITION MATCH - 99.9% ] [ PRIORITY: RED. ]Within ten seconds, the lobby was swarming. Agents with assault rifles surrounded him. "Get on

Tokyo, Japan. The Port of Yokohama. 11:00 PM. Heavy Rain.A rusted cargo ship docked in the shadows of the massive cranes. Four figures slipped off the gangway, disappearing into the maze of shipping containers. They weren't tourists. They were ghosts.Sebastian pulled up the collar of his coat. The rain here tasted like metal and ozone. He looked at the skyline across the bay. Tokyo wasn't just a city anymore. It was a circuit board. Towering holograms of Nakamura Corp danced in the sky—giant geishas holding microchips, dragons made of fiber optics."Welcome to the future," Jack spat, adjusting his backpack (filled with C4, not souvenirs). "I hate it.""Keep your heads down," Sebastian warned, scanning the perimeter. "Takeshi Nakamura has turned this city into a panopticon. The Eye of Tokyo sees everything."Harper adjusted her smart-glasses. "I'm picking up thermal scans every 30 seconds. Facial recognition drones are patrolling the highway." "If we step into the light, we are dead.

Tokyo. Akihabara District (Electric Town).Sunday. 2:00 PM.The streets were packed. Giant screens blared J-Pop. Maids handed out flyers. Tourists took photos of cosplayers. It was the loudest, brightest place on Earth. And the perfect place to hide."I feel ridiculous," Sebastian muttered. He was standing in the middle of the street. He wasn't wearing his tactical gear. He was wearing a long, black trench coat with a high collar, silver wig, and holding a prop sword.Cosplay Theme: The Dark Swordsman."You look cool," Harper laughed. She was dressed as a Cyber-Valkyrie (silver armor, neon wings). It hid her real weapons perfectly. "Blend in, Sebastian. Everyone here is wearing a costume. If we dress like normal civilians, the facial recognition will flag us instantly. The algorithms ignore 'fictional characters'."Jack walked behind them. He refused to wear a costume. Instead, he was carrying a massive, life-sized plushie of a Pikachu-like creature. "It shields my heat signature," Jack