The white dressed man left his apartment and headed straight to an opposing window, with a quick glance on a watch he wears on right arm he would simply jump out of it. With a slight thumb and only a second later he could be seen how he landed on one of the many hover trains running through the city. The trains themselves were made out of many different wagons running on a small steel line, nearly hovering (hence the name), each heading on one main-line to many other places inside New Tokyo. Surgeon had his left hand tightly gripped in the uneven surface of the wagon he landed on. The cybernetic arm was now infiltrating the systems of the wagon and sended all information it had directly to Surgeon. It was empty and originally intended to Burokuro, one of the many financial districts inside new Tokyo. Well this little wagon would now he hacked and so taking a slightly different route close to the Mahogani tower. As the wagon took the route close to it, the system of the wagon warned him that ths route was now closed thanks to the NTPD. Surgeon allowed to take the wagon to take another as he then pushed himself off, right in time he passed the line of the Mahogani tower and his left arm snatched towads it. His left hand clenched onto the line which was originally meant to guide the hover wagons and his cybernetic hand imitated the form of those of the wagons and overdrived the systems at the same time, within seconds the man was at the Mahogani tower and then hurled himself onto the line. A single white figure standing onto a hover line, well that was something people woudn´t see that often but that was also the reason why they did not matter to chek, furthermore too many views were centred on the still smoking building. "Replay the news material, check with surrounding and calculate entrance of bullet and so show angle on which it entered" Within a second the bionic eyes done their work and would project a full emiter of view and angles and furthermore a full list of weapons which could even disturb the track of a bullet but even consider them, the whole diagrams and over-lapsing calculations were showing one spot and depending on how easy it was to enter and to leave it was certain that this was the shooting spot. It was non-suprisingly the New Tokyo Police department. Surgeon jumped off the hover line into a near alley and made his way to the building which he think the shooter has shot from. Using his left arm he hauled himself quickly ontop of the police department using a kind of x-ray scan to keep himself from unwated views from inside the building. After some minutes of climbing he finally reached the top, a normal human would have been dead and if not deadly exhausted for Surgeon only a small drop of sweat was running down his right arm like a badass. The sensors in his eyes were showing him where the culprit behind the shot was presumably standing or rather kneeing. " Differ wave length of light and filters stray of gun powder" A small infra red light were shortly emitted from his eyes as then suddenly small particles on the ground were emitting a bright yellow, what surgeon did was simple, he emitted a wave length which brought the nitrogen inside the gun powder to decrease and so to to jump into another energetic level but since that would be unstable it´s emitting the now "thrown" out energy as heat and light and this light here was proving that a gun has been fired. Surgeon got to his knees and changed the wavelength to all kinds since he found another interesting thing, smoke~ or rather nicotine filled smoke, who ever was up here had a cigarette after or before he did his work. Surgeon gathered what was left from the smoke or rather the traces of nicotine and placed the sample inside his white mantle, what he wanted to do was to analyse the amount of nicotine and it´s pureness and so trying to find a brand fitting to it, it was a pure luck shot but maybe the person here had an extra fabulous taste. Still something was off and Surgeon already was seeing the head of the police or someone in this ranks as a potentional culprit, if he could have found out the location of the sniper, why couldn´t they or rather didn´t want to. Or rather why did nobody noticed the gunshot while it was shot from the department ITSELF. Surgeon was asking himself many things and so nearly missed the call of his home computer who sended him the information he demanded on Guanyin. Surgeon often heard the name in the past and it´s unlikely that this person is still the same, he has often been declared dead but this is the first time he has seen a Guanyin taking such dramatic efforts. The information stated that either Guanyin is a cult-like organization of fanatical terrorists, Guanyin is a superpowered entity like that can take control of many different bodies or Guanyin is a superpowered entity that can reincarnate herself into different bodies. It was weird, some somewhat more less hidden political files even state that Guanyin´s are saying and acting very alike when taking hostage, that would rather lead to the conclusion that this so called Guanyin is a strong entity since the patterns of people it´s not the same. It does not care what it controls, it just needs hosts and so also the possibility of being a reincarnation is less likely. Surgeon has already seen many mutants and even some with reincarnation abilities and maybe out of emotional reasons or sheer habit those always choose hosts which are alike. Further information state that Guanyin was eventually even active before the war~ and that it´s active in all kind of companies and branches and so in hold of firearms, prototypes and so on, it nearly was random but somewhere Surgeon would find a red string connecting them all, the string was just hidden by the sudden flash of information storming his brain. THAT awakened Surgeon´s interest in such a way that he wanted to know what´s behind those Guanyins, what are they, who is the person behind them and...if he could dissect them. If this was a mutation, and Surgeon hoped it was since any other bio engineered and simple crafted mind control device would be quickly hacked by him and so getting bored or he would look at it and his mutation would tell him how exactly it works. But a mutation? That´s different, a mutation needs to be discovered, it needs to be isolated and then it could be reproduced. Such a great succeed would boost his career and redeem his evil deeds in his past~ He once tried it with his own self but well~ cloning himself isn´t nearly that much fun, it was even sad to see that many clones didn´t even reached his level of intellect what a shame, he had to dispose them~ He gased them because when a german can do ONE thing it is gasing someone~ Either way, a sudden dark urge was quickly overwhelming surgeon from inside as he made his way through the city~ Out of sheer dark and lustful excitment the voice of Surgeon was gaining a sudden deep tune and a german accent and he whispered to the unknown entity in a unsivereal meaning that there is a possibility that he could hear, could feel what will await him. "Ohh~ i am getting you Guanyin. Du bist das Fleisch~ und ich bin der Jäger, also lasst die Hatz beginnen." And in all his wrapped up thoughts he ignored the sensors who were tracking suspicious energy signs and movements ontop of the Mahogani tower, energy signs which are a bit too close to some previous experiments Surgeon worked on. His common sense was tingling~