sixteen years ago.

That was not long after Ushio Tetsu took his post in the Public Security Bureau. At that time, he was just a newcomer. He had just arrived. He was the lowest-level guard in the bureau.

As a newcomer, his daily work schedule is packed. After a whole day, he wished he didn't even have time to go to the toilet, and even sat on his police D-wheel to eat.

Sometimes I get a task just after eating, and I have to throw away the lunch I just took two bites, and immediately ride the D wheel to the scene.

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

But overall, Oxtail still likes the job.

In those days, the D-wheel was no less than the current one, and the perpetual motion machine has become an indispensable part of people's daily life.

Sixteen years ago, the first generation of perpetual motion machines had just started running, and that thing was quite novel. In contrast, the use of perpetual motion machines to drive the D wheel of the new dueling equipment is also a rare commodity.

If it weren't for the status of a security guard, then Oxtail would really not have the ability to start a D round on his own.

At that time, everyone was ecstatic about the birth of Ment, and the advent of galloping duels pushed the game of dueling monsters to an unprecedented level. At that time, the eternal and inextinguishable rainbow light of the perpetual motion machine was the beacon of the whole city, the torch that illuminated the future of human civilization and guided mankind to the path of evolution.

But almost everyone forgot at that time that while fire can guide mankind to a new future, it can also bring destruction.

The night before, a phone call pulled Oxtail out of the bed. With sleepy eyes, he answered the phone with a bit of annoyance that his sleep was interrupted, and asked angrily, "Who?"

"It's me, Ushio-san." On the other side of the phone was a man whose voice was anxious and tired.

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

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

Oxtail woke up a bit, and a nerd image with glasses came to his mind.

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

If I remember correctly, he just saw this guy's wanted notice in the bureau yesterday. However, in fact, he doesn't need to be a security guard and certainly will not forget Murakami, because Murakami's wanted notice has just been broadcast in the news a while ago.

An old classmate who is wanted, calling himself a security guard in the Security Bureau? Do you think you were caught fast enough?

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

You realize that if I report you, it would be a big deal, right? "

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

Well, the key information is actually blurred out in the news, and I bet 90% of the content that Haima Group has given you is false.

But the truth is, I was actually a key technician in Ment's development department until I was wanted. "

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

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

"Then why didn't they explain?"

"Because in the work of maintaining Ment, I discovered some secrets." Murakami said in a deep voice, "Some secrets they tried so hard to cover up and didn't want anyone to know.

They want it to be covered up so badly that they kill everyone who learns the secret. "

"Huh?" Oxtail didn't return to his senses, "Brother, you didn't drink high, did you?"

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

But it sounds like this old classmate meant that behind Ment's shining light of hope, there was a darkness that had to be covered up even at the cost of blood.

"It's the truth whether you believe me or not."

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

"It doesn't matter if you don't believe me. But that's it, at two o'clock tomorrow afternoon, I'll give you an address, how about you come here to find me?

You're a guard and I'm a fugitive, so it's only natural for you to arrest me, right? "

Oxtail was even more at a loss.

"What the **** are you talking about? Why are you doing this?"

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

"You talk first." Oxtail said, "Only if you do, I can decide whether to agree or not."

"You have to go to a place to get an item first, something that is very important and may change the future of mankind. After arresting me, keep that thing safe~lightnovelpub.net~Don't tell anyone about it "

"Wait, if I don't know what that is, there's no way I'd say yes"

"It's definitely not about 'selling secrets' anyway," he said. "Or, at least, wait until you see what that thing is before you decide whether to agree to my terms, okay?"

"Uh okay."

The other party has already made such concessions, and Oxtail really seems to have no reason to refuse.

And for Oxtail, this is indeed a good opportunity. After all, Murakami is 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 smoother.

So the next day, according to the other party's instructions, Oxtail rushed to the place he designated and got the thing the other party asked him to keep.

Sure enough, as the other party said, that thing doesn't seem to have anything to do with the "secret sale" charge on Murakami's head, at least on the surface.

That's just a card.

And it's just a whiteboard card with no pattern or text at all. It looks like it hasn't been printed yet.

Oxtail really didn't understand how precious such a whiteboard was, so he put it in his pocket without thinking about it.

He originally thought that he would wait until the appointed time in the afternoon and ask Murakami in person what was going on with this whiteboard card, but he didn't think that he hadn't been able to wait until that time.

Because on this day, a super-large perpetual motion reactor out-of-control accident occurred in Xintong Shiye, which shocked the world, "zero-point inversion".

The next time Ushio saw Murakami, he was on the list of confirmed casualties in the "zero-point reversal" accident.

He never had the opportunity to ask in person what the meaning of this blank card was.