In the heavy snow.

A tiny figure in the white world walks along the railway track from the end of the sky, and gradually walks towards the distant city.

Suddenly, a swift shadow flew over the railroad tracks.

"call out!"

The speed of the flying shadow is far faster than that of ordinary wingmen, and it is considered a rare "master" among ordinary people.

He was carrying a heavy leather bag, and said hurriedly that he was going to be late.

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