Chapter 99
Theoretically, after destroying the test data, Shengjiu no longer needs to cover himself up strictly. Now Kono Seiryoshi is still wearing a mask and gloves, with most of his face buried in his scarf. On the one hand, it is a habit, and on the other hand, he is simply depressed and does not want to see people.
He walked out of the station alone, following the flow of people, checking his mail as he walked.
The trip to the sanatorium that day was too rushed, and I only had time to inform Zhu Fu Jingguang by text message. Not long after the scheduled email was sent, I received a reply, which reported in a very procedural manner what time he left the hotel, took the mask and returned to the base, and how long it would take to deliver it to the institute.
Thinking of the Noh mask he got in Sapporo, Kono Seira was not too worried. According to the system scan, the stone mask that drifted over was just a fragment of debris, and the last bit of energy had been exhausted more than ten years ago. Now only the organization's research institute still has some relevant data.
As long as those data are destroyed, there will no longer be any energy beyond science in this world.
Oh yeah, there's another one.
It doesn't matter. His body won't last much longer anyway. The only thing he needs to do is to save the mission's progress which is almost dead.
With a heavy heart, Seira Kono removed Gin's number from the blacklist.
——The organization surrounded by undercover agents is already doomed, so he must take good care of this only hope!
On the other hand, Gin seemed to be very loyal to the organization and that gentleman, but the boss died quietly in a nursing home three years ago. Isn't that -
Kono Seiryoshi was horrified. Would Gin think he was a traitor who killed the boss and shoot him? !
...is consistent with the cold-blooded killer's usual "shut up and die quickly" personality.
Kono Seira pretended to be calm and skipped over Gin, then continued to flip through the memo.
[Ensure that the power fluctuation of the black organization does not exceed 10%]
——Now it’s good, it has dropped directly from 99.8% to 30%. Who wouldn’t say that it’s a god of reverse sprint?
[Find the murderer who killed you in the previous episode]
——I did find it, but the murderer turned out to be me.jpg
[Help Rei and Jingguang pave the way for their undercover process]
——Is this considered as completing part of it?
Kono Seira thought about it and pulled out a report that needed to be completed. It recorded in detail the information of the undercover agents that the organization had planted in the Japanese police department. He asked Bermode to help him steal the files that day, but was reminded by the latter's casual remark that "there are people from the organization in the Metropolitan Police Department". He spent half a month compiling this list.
It records in detail the undercover agent's age, background, true appearance, and all files from birth to the present, including the resources the organization has mobilized to train him, what tasks he has completed for the organization, and what important people he has contacted.
He cannot make this information public, otherwise the organization's power will inevitably plummet. Although compared to the miserable [30%], it doesn't matter how much it drops, but Kono Seiji still doesn't like the feeling that things are out of control.
He did not simply record it, but made minor changes to the subsequent arrangements within his authority, such as transferring some people to other positions, modifying the background, and changing the specific time and sequence of events.
While doing these things, he kept an eye on the mission and made sure that the numbers didn't fluctuate too much before taking action.
The effects of these changes may not be seen immediately, and it may take several years or even more than a decade for them to show their true usefulness.
Politicians, business tycoons, undercover police officers, their relatives, colleagues, friends, and all social relations... will all be subtly corrected onto another path.
A single move affects the entire body. Every time he pulled out a thread, he had to remember all the vast amount of information in his mind and analyze the pros and cons and the possible butterfly effect. If he was distracted for a moment, he would have to start all over again. During that time, all of Kono Seiryoshi's brain cells were exhausted, and his already weak physical condition was made worse.
Less than two days after finishing all these tasks, he went to Hokkaido with Morofushi Kagemitsu to investigate the cursed mask, and then met with the boss at the Tottori Sanatorium.
And then, there is nothing else.
Speaking of which, Seiji Kono hasn't had time to check the follow-up of the data changes.
He clicked on the task value fluctuation chart and exclaimed, "Eh!"
“Why is there a broken line here?”
Late one night without his noticing, it dropped by 8% and then quickly recovered, even rising by 2% compared to before the fluctuation.
If we calculate the time, it was when he was still in Hokkaido...did the organization do something behind his back again?
[December 7.]
The light ball sighed with a heavy heart, as if it had been prepared, [I was just about to tell you, Contractor, because of the change in the world line, the energy saved in the last world has been deducted by 50% again.]
It announced sadly: "There is not a drop left! We are now penniless! oooooooo!"
Kono Seiryoshi: “…”
Kono Seiryoshi: "Wait, don't cry, tell me what happened first."
He looked around and stopped in a deserted corner.
The light ball sent a CG to him with a twitch.
【December 7】
Three people on the rooftop, bloody gun muzzles, and broken cell phones.
In the original world line trajectory, Moroku Jingguang, who worked in the Public Security Department of the Metropolitan Police Department, had his identity exposed on this day. He confronted Ray, whose real identity was FBI, and committed suicide before his friend who was also an undercover agent arrived.
Kono Seiryoshi's heart stopped beating at the scene.
But that day... he seemed to have gone to see the Sapporo TV Tower with Morofushi Kagemitsu, and he even remembered that there was a star on the left side of the TV tower that was not lit.
[Didn't you change the organization's personnel list in the Metropolitan Police Department?] The light ball sighed, [The person who originally discovered Scotland's undercover identity was transferred, so this step did not happen according to the original track.]
[Since the undercover agent was not dead, the system determined that the organization's power value dropped by 8%, but after comprehensive subsequent simulations, Scotland's survival created greater value for the organization, so it rose by 2% after recovery.]
[This involves the main trunk of the world line. We can’t finish this job and still owe energy.]
[In short, the situation is very serious. Fortunately, I——wait, contractor, contractor?!]
“…”
Kono Seiryoshi could not hear the sudden panic in the system.
He tried to hold onto the concrete pillar beside him, but his body slid down completely out of control. His mind went blank, his limbs were numb, and he couldn't speak.
Even though I was gasping for air, I still couldn't feel my breath.
Does this body still have the problem of over-breathing when stimulated?
In order to concentrate on communicating with the system without being discovered, he deliberately chose a corner of the station with little traffic where no one would notice what was going on there.
Kono Seiryoshi understood the theory of coping with over-breathing, but without any auxiliary equipment, he had no strength and could only grasp the front of his clothes with trembling fingers.
Every minute and every second seemed too long. He didn't know how much time had passed. He just felt someone suddenly pinching his chin hard.
The scarf was torn and fell to the ground, covered with dust.
The man covered his mouth and nose with such force that it was like branding him with a red-hot clamp; it was heavy and hot and he could not get away.
Although Gongye Shengliang was completely unconscious, his eyes were still sore from the pain.
"Hold your breath."
It took him more than ten seconds to recognize the familiar voice after hearing the two simple words.
Although blurred by the tears that burst out of my eyes, I can still make out that my face overlaps with the lifeless face of Scotland in the CG.
For some reason, she was looking down at him coldly.