I’m Playing Cards In Duel City

Sixteen years ago.

That was not long after Niuwei Zhe took up his post in the Public Order and Security Bureau. He was just a rookie at the time. He was a newcomer and he was the little guard at the bottom of the bureau. He was full of ambition and dreamed of solving big cases and catching murderous criminals in galloping duels.

As a newcomer, his daily work schedule is jam-packed. All day long, he wished he didn't even have time to go to the toilet, and sat on his police wheel even for meals.

Sometimes I received a task just after I started to eat, and I had to throw aside the lunch that I had just picked up, and immediately rode to the scene on a wheel.

The most painful thing is that even if you go in a hurry at this time, you will only find that it is all trivial things, which is not worth the unfinished lunch.

But overall, Oxtail still likes this job.

In those days, the streets were nowhere to be seen, perpetual motion machines have become an indispensable part of people's daily lives.

At that time sixteen years ago, the first-generation perpetual motion machine had just started to operate, and that thing was quite novel. In contrast, the use of perpetual motion machines to drive the wheels of a new type of duel equipment is also a rare thing.

If it hadn't been for the status of a security guard, it would really be impossible to start a round on his own.

At that time, everyone was ecstatic about the birth of en, and the emergence of galloping duels pushed the game of dueling monsters to unprecedented heights. At that time, the eternal colorful light of the perpetual motion machine was the beacon of the entire city, the torch that illuminates the future of human civilization and guides humanity to the path of evolution.

But at that time, almost everyone had forgotten that although fire can lead mankind to a new future, it can also bring destruction.

The night before, a phone call pulled the oxtail from the bed. With sleepy eyes, he connected the phone with a bit of irritation that his sleep was interrupted, and asked angrily: "Who?"

"It's me, classmate Oxtail." There was a man on the other side of the phone, his voice anxious and tired.

"Who?" Oxtail didn't hear it, and started to wonder if it was a scam call.

"It's me, Murakami. At the same high school we went to, when you were a commissioner of discipline, you often grabbed my lunch?"

Oxtail was a little awake, and the image of a nerd with glasses appeared in his mind.

He immediately remembered something, and said in surprise: "Wait for Murakami? Are you not being wanted?"

If I remember correctly, he just saw this guy's wanted order in the bureau yesterday. However, in fact, he doesn't need to be a guard and he will definitely not forget Murakami, because Murakami's wanted order was just announced in the news a while ago.

An old classmate who is wanted, call himself a security guard? Do you think you were caught fast enough?

"I remember that you worked for the Haima Group before, right?" Oxtail frowned and asked, "They said you were selling confidential matters to foreign forces. The Haima Group sent people to the bureau a few days ago and asked us to fully cooperate with the arrest.

You realize that if I report you, it will be a big success, right? "

Murakami was silent for a moment, and said: "I was wronged. What they said was not the truth. The reason why I was wanted was not because of selling secrets, but because of

Well, in the news, the key information has been obscured. I bet that the content that Haima Group confessed to you is also false.

But the fact is that I was actually a key technician in the en development department until I was wanted. "

Oxtail was surprised: "en? Is that the perpetual motion machine?"

"The machine that keeps this whole city going on forever, yes." Murakami. "Murakami said, "That's the department where I work." "

"Then why don't they explain?"

"Because I discovered some secrets in the work of maintaining en." Murakami said in a deep voice, "Some secrets they desperately cover and don't want anyone to know.

They wanted so much that all of this could be covered up, and even killed everyone who knew the secret. "

"Huh?" Oxtail didn't recover. "Brother, didn't you drink high?"

The birth of perpetual motion machine is an epoch-making milestone in the history of human civilization, marking a new era of human civilization, and it gives everyone hope for the future.

But it sounds like this old classmate meant that behind en's shining light of hope, what was hidden was darkness that had to be concealed even at the cost of blood.

"Whether you believe me or not, this is true."

Murakami's breathing became more rapid, and his voice sounded more tense.

"If you don't believe me, it doesn't matter. But so be it. I'll give you an address at two o'clock tomorrow afternoon. How about you come here to find me?

You are the guard and I am a fugitive. It should be justified for you to arrest me, right? "

Oxtail was even more at a loss.

"What are you talking about? Why do you want to do this?"

"Because I have no one else to trust." Murakami said, "but before that, you must promise me one condition."

"You speak first." Oxtail said. "Only when you say it, I can decide whether to agree or not."

"You have to go to a place to fetch something, something that is vital and may rewrite the future of mankind. After arresting me, keep that thing safe~www.NovelMTL.com~Don't tell anyone about it. "

"Wait, if I don't know what it is, I can't rashly agree"

"In short, it's definitely not something that involves selling secrets." He said, "Or, at least until you see what that thing is, you can decide whether or not to agree to my terms. Is that okay?"

"Uh okay."

The other party had already made such concessions, and it really seemed that Oxtail couldn't think of any reason for rejection.

And for Oxtail, this is indeed a good opportunity. After all, Murakami is currently the key target of arrests in the bureau, and the Haima Group has repeatedly pressured them to speed up their progress. As a newcomer, if he can be arrested and brought to justice, his future career will undoubtedly be a lot smoother.

So the next day, following the instructions of the other party, Oxtail rushed to the place he designated and got the thing that the other party asked him to keep.

Sure enough, as the other party said, that thing seems to have nothing to do with the charge of "trafficking secrets" on Murakami's head, at least on the surface.

It's just a card.

And it's just a whiteboard card, with no patterns or text at all, and it looks like it hasn't had time to print it.

Oxtail really didn't understand why such a white board was so precious, so he put it in his pocket without much thought.

He originally thought that he would wait until the appointed time in the afternoon to ask Murakami in person when he saw him, but he didn't want him to wait until that time.

Because on this day, Xintong Shiye had a super-large perpetual motion reactor out-of-control accident that shocked the world, the "zero-point reversal."

The next time Oxtail saw Murakami, he was on the list of confirmed casualties in the "Zero Reversal" accident.

He never had the opportunity to ask face to face again what the meaning of this blank card was.