Chapter 1 Even off-duty civil servants encounter midnight...
"Buzz—Buzz—Buzz—"
The phone on the table vibrated, waking Morofushi Kagemitsu from his light sleep.
After a period of training, he became very sensitive to these information prompts and was able to react immediately.
only……
02:13
Who would send a message at this time?
Are you so passionate about your work that you never sleep?
He opened one eye halfway, got up, and reached for his phone, secretly hoping it wasn't some spam message disturbing his sleep.
A light shone into the dimly lit room. Morifushi Kagemitsu squinted to adjust his eyes before looking at the content on his phone screen.
[Latest Update: 10 million yuan saved! The 5-person "cash withdrawal convoy" was...]
"Smack."
Morifushi Kagemitsu turned his phone face down, closed his eyes, and lay back down on the bed.
These days, mobile operators are really going too far, even using notification sounds to harass users with news briefings like this.
After confirming that there were no new messages in his email and text messages, he finally turned over and went to sleep.
"Buzz—Buzz—"
...
When Morofushi Kagemitsu opened his eyes this time, there was a hint of displeasure in them.
He turned over and checked his phone again, only to find the same news banner still hanging on the screen, which was annoying. But to ensure his sleep quality for the next few hours, he had to check all the settings on his phone one more time.
That shouldn't be the case. I clearly turned off all other sound effects except for incoming calls and text messages.
Realizing this, his desire for sleep was finally awakened, and caution quickly overcame his drowsiness, making him wary of the two unauthorized notification sounds in such a short period of time.
Without any unnecessary movements, he quickly got up, skillfully took a pen from the desk in the bedroom, pulled out a detector disguised as a pen cap, and plugged it into the phone's interface to perform a test.
The red alarm light did not sound.
No abnormalities were found.
Only after eliminating any potential dangers did he turn his attention to the news feed that was still trying to make its presence known.
Upon clicking through, it turned out to be just a simple report with pictures, describing only the course of events and briefly mentioning the surnames of the arrested suspects: Iwaki, Nagashima, Kadota, etc., which seemed to be pseudonyms used for the sake of reporting.
The most eye-catching part is the "I want to report" text at the bottom of the page, which even has a special note that people with similar experiences can click on it.
Ah, that's a great feature. Hopefully, governments that are still using fax machines can learn a thing or two from this app operator and quickly integrate into modern life.
Having already worn down his patience with his own workplace and been dragged down enough, Morobushi Kagemitsu silently criticized himself in his heart, finally venting his resentment at being woken up twice.
After studying the wording and confirming that there were no coded messages, he exited the application and finally discovered the most unusual factor in being woken up in the middle of the night—an app had been forcibly installed on his phone:
Infiltrating the anti-fraud center.
Oh.
He had absolutely no recollection of downloading this app. Keep in mind that he was currently preparing to make contact with an organization that named its members after various types of alcohol, and he wouldn't be downloading random things onto his phone at such a crucial moment.
Could it be that there was a mistake in my actions? Or was this the work of another organization?
Undercover agent.
Morofushi Kagemitsu narrowed his eyes and glanced at the detector on the table again.
Thinking about it carefully, he had indeed been using this phone to make various attempts on the fringes of the organization, so it's understandable that he would receive this kind of counter-probing.
A myriad of thoughts flashed through his mind. Considering his current persona as "Asakawa Sora," he cautiously opened the software that held both danger and opportunity.
Then I was shocked by the opening animation:
[The official anti-fraud center, your most loyal partner!]
Zhu Fu, the undercover investigator, and Jing Guang stared wide-eyed.
These days, those who run terrorist organizations are getting bolder and bolder, blatantly disguising themselves as officials to cause trouble!
Use your brain! How could such a modern and perfectly integrated app be created by an official organization? Didn't they even conduct market research before making something like this?
And, has it really been verified that it wasn't that shady organization that sent some undercover agents into our Information Management Department?
He continued watching with a skeptical attitude, genuinely believing that this was something his own government could never have made.
Look at this simple navigation index and functional architecture; the more you look at it, the less it seems like something that the information team, whose funding was embezzled for three consecutive years, could have come up with.
What kind of slogan is "Police and civilians join hands to fight fraud"? Considering the current reputation of the police force in this country, what kind of "talent" could come up with such a propaganda slogan? Isn't this some kind of conspiracy by a major country across the ocean to sow discord?
[I want to report] [Reporting assistant] [Incoming call alert]... After browsing through these functions, he noticed that the top left corner directly located his city/district.
Morifushi Kagemitsu subconsciously looked out the window. The opaque curtains blocked his view, but he felt as if his actions were being monitored by the group behind the software.
He looked at the detector for the third time.
Should we notify the contact person?
This approach is indeed in line with procedure, but what if your actions happen to fall into the organization's trap?
In this situation, how would Asakawa Sora respond?
According to conservative procedures, then this phone is unacceptable.
He hesitated for a moment, but quickly processed the fingerprints and all the information on the phone. After turning it off, he put it in a plastic bag along with the SIM card, planning to buy a new spare phone the next morning before disposing of it.
With a heavy heart, Moribu Kagemitsu closed his eyes and forced himself to sleep, ensuring he would have the energy to deal with whatever might happen the next day.
"Buzz—Buzz—"
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