Chapter 113 A Different Kind of Wonderful Life Through Imagination
Shiho Miyano received the text message from Hiromitsu Morofushi after dealing with the group of elementary school students.
[Today 12:45, PhD student's home, 4869. — No. 234]
The style was as simple as ever, which seemed somewhat out of place with his usual demeanor; the content, however, was not difficult to understand—he was planning to deliver the poison to her.
But he clearly said before that his sister would pass it on for him, so why is he suddenly saying he wants to do it himself? Did something happen?
The girl, who had recently escaped from the organization and was now using the alias "Ai Haibara," still had some concerns. She couldn't help but worry that Gin and his gang would come after her. It wouldn't be a big deal if she exposed herself, but it would be bad if her sister and Mr. 234 were implicated.
She sat on the sofa with her phone in her hand, feeling uneasy for a few seconds, before deciding to contact her sister to ask.
The children were still laughing and playing around Professor Agasa. She pointed to the bouquet of flowers on the small table, and the professor immediately understood what she meant. He began to coax the children upstairs to play with the new toys he had just made.
She watched their figures disappear around the corner of the stairs, picked up the phone at home, and dialed the number of a florist.
A familiar and gentle voice came from inside: "Hello, this is Hanazawa Flower Shop. How can I help you?"
Her sister's voice made her less nervous, and she said, "This is Professor Agasa's house. I called to ask how the flowers that were supposed to be delivered at noon today are coming along."
The voice on the other end was even gentler, replying, "Please rest assured, we have already packed your order of the Duke of Monaco. The original order was for noon, but if you are in a hurry, we can deliver it right now."
Didn't he inform his sister to change the time?
She gripped the phone slightly, glanced at the truck temporarily parked outside the window, and said, "No, it's just that I suddenly ran into that imported rose salesman today, and he said he could give me two pots."
There was a slight pause on the other end of the phone. Shiho Miyano could hear the sound of typing and equipment being moved. After two signal fluctuations, her sister asked in a low voice, "Are you referring to Mr. 234?"
Although the man didn't mind how others addressed her, Miyano Akemi felt that "xxx" sounded too impersonal, and she felt she should try to be closer to the person who saved her and her sister's lives.
“That’s right.” Shiho Miyano knew that her sister had already activated those anti-eavesdropping devices, so she boldly told her sister about the text message she received. “That gentleman said he would come to deliver medicine to me today. Didn’t he contact you?”
“I haven’t received any news,” Miyano Akemi said. She always thought more deeply than her sister. “Could it be that he wants to see both of us? Maybe he has something important to say to us in person.”
"Is that so..." Shiho Miyano still felt something was off. If there was other information to pass on, she could have just told him directly. Why bother reminding him with 4869?
Recalling the details of her encounter with Mr. 234, she unconsciously lowered her voice and said, "Sister, have you ever thought about what kind of person he is?"
"Shi, Ai, didn't we already agree not to talk about this?" Miyano Akemi seemed to be frowning on the other end of the phone. "Mr. 234 has already helped us a lot, he is now..."
"—Given his current condition, I suspect he may have also been subjected to the organization's psychotropic drug experiments."
Shiho Miyano finished her sister's sentence, seemingly recalling the twin sisters standing before her. What if the man who saved her and her sister was also…? Her fingers trembled on the receiver. "A blurred sense of time, occasional selective amnesia, emotional deprivation… I've heard these are quite common in human laboratories. If it's true, I have to stand up and face it. There's not much I can do now."
“…Ai,” Miyano Akemi sighed softly, “that gentleman never mentioned this matter, precisely because he didn’t want you to overthink it. And the reason he chose to send you some samples was so that you could develop an antidote to help others…”
Miyano Akemi's words of comfort were effective; at least her sister stopped worrying about these moral and ethical issues. After finding out when Mr. 234 would be there, she said she would also come on time and that they could offer some help if anything happened.
...So they've already reached a point where they can sit down together and discuss matters related to the organization?
Through the equipment that Anti-Fraud King installed at Dr. Ali's and the flower shop, Morofushi Kagemitsu overheard the two sisters' conversation and expressed his surprise at how quickly their relationship had developed.
As for the fact that it has become an experimental subject of the organization in other people's mouths... Anti-fraud expert, what do you think?
[Anti-Fraud Guru #66: Ah, this...]
[Anti-fraud expert #198: We genuinely didn't know they had already agreed to delete all the chat logs on your phone for security reasons. We can only gather fragmented information to find out about their situation.]
Can't you fix the record again?
[Anti-Fraud Guru #205: Although you deleted these chat logs yourself, it's no different from us doing it. The records we delete are different from ordinary deletions; plus, this involves a precipitous cutoff of temporal clues and memories, requiring even more time…]
Morofushi Kagemitsu felt his neck was even more uncomfortable.
[Anti-fraud expert #148: Um... on the bright side, at least because of this misunderstanding, they've become much more honest with us.]
[Anti-fraud expert #214: Yes, why don't we take advantage of this three-person gathering to ask for some information that can't be recorded on paper? That way, whether we go back to the past or continue jumping through time, we can better deal with unexpected situations.]
That makes sense.
Since he's already been labeled as mentally ill, it's normal to ask a few more questions.
That was the only way he could console himself.
[Anti-Fraud Guru #26: Let's go, let's head out now. That little white car we just rented is over there in the parking lot, look at it...]
I was halfway through what I was saying on the 26th when I was stunned by the little white car.
—It's now a sports car!
Moribu Kagemitsu stood in front of the car, his gaze lingering, and finished his sentence.
What's going on here?!
[Anti-fraud expert #11: Um, this car's repair invoice and the repair shop's surveillance footage don't seem to have any problems. There aren't that many modified parts...]
[Anti-fraud expert #19: Ah! Check the security camera footage of the auto repair shop near Matsuda and Hagiwara's houses; they took their car there for repairs!]
[Anti-fraud expert #66: Hmm... it seems you deleted their chat history as well.]
Morofushi Kagemitsu closed his eyes. He now completely understood why the Anti-Fraud King didn't want to end up like them. No matter how capable or shrewd a person was, once digitized, they couldn't escape being suspected of being artificially stupid.
[Anti-fraud expert #148: Actually, it's not so bad. Look, #234 even remembered to get you a driver's license.]
The anti-fraud officer highlighted the driver's license tucked into the driver's seat drawer in Morofushi Kagemitsu's field of vision, to show that they weren't actually that stupid.
Well, at least I have a valid ID document now.
...Wait, are you sure this will work?
[Anti-fraud expert #214: It will definitely work. What's there to worry about with products made by your own company?]
Homemade? You guys went and bothered the household registration department?
[Anti-Fraud Guru #26: No, we all promised you we wouldn't wander into official classified databases unless absolutely necessary. Your identity comes from the police, not from us.]
Police? How could they notice me so quickly? Could it be Zero...?
[Anti-Fraud Guru No. 11: No, it's the identity the police gave us as a buy-one-get-one-free deal before we time-traveled.]
[Anti-fraud expert #19: Mine is still working fine, but the extra blank one has been in the hands of our Black Guest.]
[Anti-fraud expert #198: We were initially worried that our fabricated identities might be rejected by the Fate Line, but now that we have this alias provided by the police, we feel much safer.]
That blank identity was actually used here...
Morobuchi Kagemitsu bent down and pulled out his driver's license, which bore a completely unfamiliar new name:
Osamu Midorikawa
He wrote down the name.
To prevent the blunders that had occurred before due to excessive caution, he took out paper and pen from the drawer and wrote down the precautions for number 234.
While he was writing, Anti-Fraud Guy slowly sent him background information about Osamu Midorikawa to his email.
[Anti-Fraud Guru #66: Someone has been checking Osamu Midorikawa's information these past few days. To avoid being exposed, you should take a look first.]
...Tell me, what happened to this persona this time?
[Anti-Fraud Guru #19: Uh, the situation was urgent at the time, so I generated a new background for you according to my usual writing style...]
Zhu Fu put down his pen, having now learned to face life's hardships with equanimity; at worst, it would just mean a few more romantic tales.
[Anti-fraud expert #198: It's good that you can take it easy. Actually, Osamu Midorikawa's life wasn't particularly eventful; you just need to remember a few key moments.]
[Anti-Fraud Guy #11: Midorikawa-kun is very smart, excels in science, and has a cheerful and lively personality. He wants to be a champion of justice. As a child, he couldn't stand seeing his classmate being bullied at school, so he intervened to help, only to be betrayed and ultimately transferred schools.]
[Anti-fraud expert #19: After leaving the small town and going to Kyoto, I enjoyed a short period of good life, but then my parents were killed by a bomb on a bus, and my inheritance was embezzled by relatives through various despicable means. In the end, I was tricked into going to a mining park in northern Myanmar.]
[Anti-fraud expert #66: If he hadn't happened to meet Black Guest, his life would have been ruined in that overseas paradise of telecom fraud.]
[Anti-fraud expert #205: We've also arranged for Asakawa Sora to appear here. Do you remember the human trafficking woman we uncovered in Tottori? She's the key turning point where Asakawa Sora and Midorikawa Osamu crossed paths.]
[Anti-fraud expert #26: Luckily, #234 was on the same wavelength as us and brought up this past incident while talking to the Miyano sisters. Thanks to their connection in Scotland, they greatly deepened the trust between them...]
[Anti-Fraud Guru #214: Jing, what's wrong?]
I am fine!
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Author's note: Scotland, a glass Ragdoll cat in the eyes of family and friends.
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