83 Chapter 83

◎The former bomb disposal police officer was also prone to accidents◎

Chapter 83 [The former bomb disposal police officer is also prone to accidents]

"Sayuri-kun - help me -"

On the phone, Kenji Hagiwara only dared to speak in a whisper. It seemed that the environment he was in was not suitable for talking.

Agatsuma Sayuri glanced at the person sent by the public security to meet Agatsuma's family and walked out of the room.

Kenji Hagiwara had simply gone out to hide when the police came, and wanted to have a cup of coffee to kill time, but he didn't expect to see Ethan Hondou, whom my wife's family had been looking for, push open the shop door and walk in.

Although Ethan Hondou is a Japanese-American, he has lived in Japan for 30 years and his appearance and actions are not much different from those of ordinary Japanese.

There were quite a few customers in the cafe at the time, several of whom spoke fluent American English. Normally, Japanese people would avoid these visibly strong foreigners.

Perhaps the guests at that table were talking about their life in the United States, which reminded Ethan Bentang of his childhood, and he subconsciously looked towards them.

It was this one glance, coupled with his appearance that was consistent with the original manga character, that made Kenji Hagiwara notice him.

While Hagiwara Kenji was still struggling with how to convey the information to the surveillance team, screams of the restaurant staff were heard from the bathroom. There was also a body lying in a pool of blood with a desperate expression and a turned-off cell phone at the scene.

The store staff worked skillfully with the customers in the store to seal off the scene, restrict entry and exit, and call the police.

Unable to leave, the customers returned to their seats and discussed in low voices what had happened during the period.

Kenji Hagiwara listened carefully and observed all directions, and then summarized and concluded.

During this period, a total of four people, including the victim, entered the toilet, including Ethan Bentang, who was the last to enter the cafe.

In addition to the staff who discovered the body, the last four people who entered and exited the toilet were: the victim, Evans Kane from the foreign table, the tavern owner named Motoji Kojima, and Ethan Hondou.

According to Kojima, when he was washing his hands after using the restroom, he heard the victim making a phone call in the cubicle.

This made the suspicion completely focused on Ethan Bentang, the last person to enter and exit the bathroom.

"So, you used your clever brain to find the murderer and help Ethan Bendon clear his name?"

"Ahahaha, there's nothing I can do. If I don't find the culprit in advance, I won't be able to withstand the police investigation."

Hagiwara Kenji had been in a hurry to leave, so he didn't put on a very elaborate disguise. In murder cases, the police tend to investigate more thoroughly when they have no clues, so his disguise was useless.

Many of the police academy students who were in the same class as Hagiwara Kenji are now working in various frontline positions in the police force.

In particular, Date Ko, who has a good relationship with him, is currently investigating the first section.

Agatsuma Sayuri believes that, given what the original author said, "Everyone in the police academy has comparable reasoning abilities," Hagiwara Kenji, who has the same level of reasoning abilities as Rei Furuya (detective), will definitely be able to find the murderer easily.

"That little case of simply exploiting the phone's speaker and timer function isn't a big deal. You better come and rescue me."

As happy as he was when he was reasoning, he is now as panicked.

Kenji Hagiwara was so glad that he was wearing a baseball cap, otherwise it would be difficult to cover his face.

Unlike Jinpei Matsuda, he is somewhat aware of how popular he is.

"Since the criminal has been caught, why do you still need me?" The girl glanced at the closed door of the reception room and asked in confusion, "Even if the criminal hasn't been caught, I can't help much."

Logically speaking, now that the criminal has been caught, the police should no longer be keeping an eye on all the customers for inspection.

"The police haven't arrived yet, but when they do, they'll definitely take the criminal and the witnesses to record their statements..."

A lightbulb lit up in Sayuri's head. "I know what you mean."

There were plenty of witnesses, so it wasn't necessary for Hagiwara Kenji to go. It was just that Tokyo had developed some strange custom these days: if a case was solved by a "detective" or through deduction, the person who solved it would be required to go to the Metropolitan Police Department to give a statement.

At this time, the police have not seen Kenji Hagiwara yet. He just needs to find a suitable reason to leave everyone's sight and exchange with Agatsuma Sayuri's clone in time. Then he can let that clone negotiate with the police on his behalf.

Naturally, this clone would not look particularly like Hagiwara Kenji. Even if he were to run into Date Ko, the other party would only sigh, "This guy looks a lot like my classmate in police academy."

Agatsuma Sayuri urgently asked the driver to take her to the scene, while she began the transformation-like makeup process in the car.

The skin color cannot be changed too much, the hairstyle is 73 points, the eyes are an attractive and passionate purple, and he is the type of warm man who loves to smile.

It is not too difficult to put on makeup as long as you don't look exactly like yourself.

Agatsuma Sayuri was already near her destination, ready to try to actively throw her clone into an empty corner of the cafe.

Before its first manifestation, the clone is incorporeal. It can penetrate through any solid object until it reaches the location that Sayuri Agatsuma desires.

However, when Agatsuma Sayuri consciously uses her ability, she usually places her clone nearby, in a visible location. However, when she uses her ability unconsciously, there are precedents of her placing her clone in various places.

But, Kenji Hagiwara called again.

"Sayuri-chan, I forgot to remind you. You've made a clone similar to me before. Can you switch that clone now?"

He said that my wife Sayuri was able to change the location of her clones before.

The main body can be aware of other clones at the same time. Although it does not know the specific location of the clones, as long as the latter actively shows up, the main body can naturally determine it.

So, after determining the location of the clone, how do we get it into a relatively closed space?

I can't possibly switch places with Kenji Hagiwara in public.

【By the way, there was a “haunted incident” before. 】

There were no signs of anyone entering or leaving the house, but the computer was opened and the manga was updated. Agatsuma Sayuri still hasn't found the exact memory, but it seems likely that someone else entered the house she rented at the time and helped update the manga.

Therefore, the clone can become a "ghost".

Agatsuma Sayuri tried haltingly to transmit her "thoughts", trying to make the clone that looked very similar to Hagiwara Kenji run to the cafe on its own initiative to exchange jobs.

She thought she needed to teach her clones step by step how to perform special operations, but in fact she ignored the subjective initiative of human beings. Even if they were clones, they were still clones of human beings.

All we need to do is have my wife Sayuri's version of Hagiwara Kenji contact Hagiwara Kenji inside the coffee shop when he arrives at the back door, and ask the latter to help open the back door of the coffee shop, and directly exchange identities.

Since the culprit had been caught, the shop wasn't strictly controlling other customers' movements. While they weren't allowed to leave, they weren't stopped from using the restroom or even walking around the shop.

The shop assistants themselves were still in shock, and their ability to protect the scene and prevent customers from leaving was the result of long-term training in modern Tokyo. They could no longer do anything more.

So, Agatsuma Sayuri put on makeup that didn't come in handy and rushed to Shibuya without actually doing anything on stage.

She has a stronger sense of identity with the clones she created after she regained her memory. She always feels that the clones she created unconsciously and the clones before that were done by other people, not by her.

Adding to the overwhelming amount of memories from her past, Agatsuma Sayuri spent a long time sorting them out, but still couldn't make sense of them. She began to understand why her past self had lost his memory due to information overload.

A few minutes later, a man in a baseball cap knocked on the car door. As soon as the door opened, he scurried in, the door opening and closing in a fraction of a second.

The man got in the car without taking off his hat. He first urged the driver to drive quickly, no matter where he was going, to get out of the danger zone first. Then he turned to his wife Sayuri in the back seat and smiled: "You saved me again, Sayuri-chan, thank you~"

When Hagiwara Kenji turned around, he saw another version of himself. He was somewhat prepared, but he was still taken aback.

"Wow~ Seeing two people who are similar to me in one day is quite impactful."

In other words, he had read the original work and knew that there were many people who looked similar in this world, otherwise Kenji Hagiwara would not have come up with today's plan of replacing the prince with a cat.

My wife Sayuri gave him a not-so-elegant eye roll. "You hinted at my plan yourself, so why did you rush into it yourself?"

"Hahaha," Hagiwara Kenji became cheerful again as the car drove away from the danger zone. "Since my makeup is done, can you create a clone for me, Sayuri? If this happens again, I'm afraid the clone will be too far away and I won't be able to make it in time."

This man described his superpowers as though they were skills in a fighting game, allowing him to unleash them without worrying about the consequences.

Agatsuma Sayuri sighed. There were too many memories in her head, and she couldn't find what she wanted. So she asked Hagiwara Kenji: "Hagiwara, do you know how my clone survived from the time it was created to the time it dissipated?"

Simply put, does the clone need to eat, drink, defecate, or urinate? Does it need to worry about food, clothing, shelter, and transportation?

If necessary, the more clones Agatsuma Sayuri releases, the more they will have to work to make a living. The more they work, the more jobs they will occupy and the more they will affect the lives of ordinary people.

Kenji Hagiwara was obviously stunned and stroked his chin in thought.

"I only know that there are several of your clones in the family. If they need money, the family will naturally cover it. But I don't know how the other clones live."

In fact, before today, my wife Sayuri had never considered whether the clone needed to earn a living like a normal human. She was even worried about how the clone would find a suitable job without any identification.

After all, when you see that the clones can be pulled out of the void with just a stretch of the hand after you finish putting on makeup, you will feel that they are not human beings, but crystallizations of energy.

Since it is just energy, there should be no physiological need for it for any living thing.

But today, the clone followed the rules and required Hagiwara Kenji to open the door before entering the cafe, which was noticed by my wife Sayuri.

With the haunting incident before, can her superpower allow her clones to survive like ghosts without spending any living costs?

And how do the clones who are still active in this world live?

【Author’s words】

My wife: There are so many clones of me in this world. If each of them goes to find Jingguang to make a picture, will I have countless more memories of making a picture with Jingguang in the future?

Jingguang:?

Passersby who don’t know the truth: Wow, there is a scumbag who changes girlfriends every day.