Great time travel

Chapter 43. Worrying

At this moment, in the newly famous "Max & Caroline's Handmade Dessert Shack", beside a long table next to the floor-to-ceiling windows, Doraemon, Ma Tong, Koizumi Kazuki and Nagato Yuki Waiting for people, sitting in a circle around the table, watching the two pregnant women busy with their big bellies, drinking a large cup of milk tea or coffee, and tasting various special small cakes made in this shop.

—I have to admit it, Max.Blake, a black-haired and unrestrained girl from the lower class of the United States, is really good at baking cakes. Even Doraemon, a die-hard fan of dorayaki, is full of praise , eat and want to eat.

"...It seems that the business is going well, so it's reassuring! At least it solves a problem."

Doraemon gnawed on a piece of cream cake and muttered in a somewhat vague voice, "... Anyway, seeing that they are able to settle down now, a stone in my heart finally fell to the ground... Thank you so much Help, Koizumi-kun!" he said to Koizumi Kazuki.

——The organization behind Kazuki Koizumi did a great job in arranging Max and Caroline, the two American girls from the parallel world. They almost single-handedly took care of registering household registration, buying stores, applying for licenses, and helping Ordering furniture and baking utensils for the store, coordinating the relationship with the Shopping Street Association, and even warning the nearby street fighters not to mess around, etc., all the work can be said to be a great contribution...

Of course, with this organization's terrifying ability to apportion protection fees to the White House and Wall Street tycoons, the above trivial matters are really nothing.

(The basic function of this agency is the "Suzumiya Haruhi Countermeasures Committee". The main task is to prevent Suzumiya Haruhi's sudden brain opening and supernatural powers from running amok, leading to the destruction of the entire human civilization world. The banner blackmails the world.)
"...Actually, it's nothing! I just informed the organization, and someone took care of all these things."

Kazuki Koizumi pretended to be chic and straightened his hair, "... Besides, the organization also helped them solve their personal identity issues... Caroline! Max! Come here! I have something good for you !” He turned his head and waved to the counter.

"...Hi! Here you come! Little handsome guy!" Although she is five months pregnant, Max, the black-haired **** girl, is still as bold and bold as before, and her hearing is also very keen, "...you seem to say just now What good news is it? Are you going to tell me now?"

"...That's right, Miss Caroline, Miss Max, I am now happy to inform you that you are no longer black households! The organization has brought you a complete set of documents with sound legal documents, and soon you will be I can have a legal identity in the United States of this world!"

Koizumi Kazuki replied with a smile, "...This is not a fake document that is crudely made and randomly fabricated in street shops, but a genuine product used by the US intelligence agencies to make extra money! Wait until next month, the US side Send things like passports here, and you can go to New York to see—even though it’s not the same New York, it won’t be too different if you think about it. Please bear with it for a while now!”

"...Really? Is there a corresponding record in the federal government's household registration management system?" Caroline, who came from an upper class, asked in surprise.

"...Of course, everything is authentic! These things were originally prepared by agents assigned by the CIA!"

Kazuki Koizumi snapped his fingers smartly, "...But, now that the Cold War has been over for so many years, everyone has long stopped talking about ideology, and instead focused on money! Even the CIA has to rely on itself , Find a way to earn extra money and save up a small treasury!"

Since the end of the Cold War, due to the absence of powerful enemies and the lofty sense of mission of "defending the free world", the intelligence agencies of the United States have quickly begun to corrupt, and a large number of agents have no longer sacrificed as before, but more He began to think for himself, thinking about house and car bills all day long, and making money his top priority—"Half a century of hard cold war is over, now is the time to enjoy it!"

Among them, those front-line combatants hooked up with various drug lords and arms dealers, and collected money happily; the civilian staff in the rear relied on their wisdom and connections to create several high-profit points. Sideline business, including making fake certificates, or "identity trafficking" - the fake certificates produced by the CIA are of course different from the general fake certificate dealers, all of them are original and genuine, with complete information, complete background information and identity The information is available for inquiry, and it is even recorded in the household registration management system of the federal government. Even the academic driver's license is genuine, which means relying on the power of the state machine to fabricate a group of living "non-existent people": think To deceive the enemy, one must first deceive one's own people!
Originally, these specially concocted "non-existent people" were false identities for American agents dispatched on missions, but after the end of the Cold War, they became a wonderful commodity for civilian personnel of intelligence agencies to earn extra money. It can often be sold for millions of dollars-I don't know how many international wanted criminals and even terrorists who want to clean up their crimes, all rush for it, and are even happy to lose their families for it, but unfortunately they often don't get in.

Fortunately, with the terrifying power of the organization behind Kazuki Koizumi, it is not difficult to buy a few of these identities—in fact, they greeted the President of the United States directly and asked the helpless Mr. President for two false identity.

"...Originally, these two false identities used other people's names, so you have to change your names. But after discussing with the White House, the trustee of the organization directly used the authority of the president to modify all the records. You can use your real names to return to the country."

Koizumi Kazuki said with a smile, as if showing off the strength of his organization, "...Of course, just in case, the organization suggests that you should not rush back to your country in a short time, but as an American expatriate. Let’s talk about living in Tokyo for a while—although we have some influence in the United States, we are beyond our reach. Unlike in Japan, we can provide you with various protections and conveniences at any time..."

"...Don't worry, we really have nothing to repay you for your great kindness, so we will definitely not cause you any trouble."

After being dumbfounded for a while, Caroline replied with a wry smile, "...What's more, in this parallel world that doesn't belong to us, both Tokyo and New York are equally strange to us visitors from other worlds... maybe It’s better to start a new business in another environment.”

"...I think so too, thank you for your kind care! You are really a group of good people." Max also echoed.

"...You are welcome, this is what we should do, everything is for world peace... Ah, Wang Qiujun has returned!"

Kazuki Koizumi, who was issued a good person card, was about to say something with a smile on his face, but saw Wang Qiu, the food delivery man, push the door open and walk in.