Sixteen years ago.
That was not long after Ushio took up his post at the Public Security Bureau. At that ti, he was just a newcor, a low-level guard in the bureau, full of ambition, dreaming of solving major cases and catching vicious criminals in a Riding Duel.
As a newcor, his daily work schedule was packed. He didn't even have ti to go to the toilet throughout the day, and even ate while sitting on his police D-Wheel.
Sotis he received a mission just after he started eating, and he had to throw away his lunch that he had just eaten a few bites and imdiately ride the D-Wheel to the scene.
The most annoying thing was that even if he went there in a hurry, he only found that they were all trivial matters, not worth the unfinished lunch at all.
But overall, Ushio still liked this job.
Nowadays, D-Wheels were everywhere, and perpetual motion machines had beco an indispensable part of people's daily lives.
But in sixteen years ago, the first generation of perpetual motion machines had just started to operate, and that thing was still quite new. In contrast, using perpetual motion machines to drive new duel equipnt called D-Wheel was still a rare commodity.
If it weren't for his identity as a security guard, Ushio would not have been able to buy a D-Wheel on his own.
At that ti, everyone was ecstatic about the birth of Montum, and the ergence of Riding Duel pushed the ga of Duel Monsters to an unprecedented high. At that ti, the eternal rainbow light of the perpetual motion machine was the beacon of the entire city, a torch that illuminated the future of human civilization and guided mankind to the path of evolution.
But at that ti, almost everyone forgot that although fire could lead mankind to a brand new future, it could also bring destruction.
The night before, a phone call pulled Ushio out of bed. He answered the phone with sleepy eyes and a bit of annoyance for having his sleep interrupted, and asked unhappily: "Who?"
"It's ." The other end of the phone was a man, his voice anxious and tired.
"Who?" Ushio didn't hear it and began to wonder if it was a scam call.
"It's , Murakami. We went to the sa high school. When you were the discipline committee mber, you often snatched my lunch, rember?"
Ushio sobered up a little, and the image of a nerd wearing glasses erged in his mind.
He quickly rembered sothing and said in surprise: "Wait, Murakami? Aren't you wanted?"
If he rembered correctly, he just saw the wanted order for this guy in the police station yesterday. However, in fact, he didn't need to be a guard to see that, because Murakami's wanted order was just reported in the news a while ago.
An old classmate who was wanted called himself, a guard of the Public Security Bureau? Didn't think he was caught fast enough?
"I rember you worked for the Kaiba Corp before, right?" Ushio frowned and asked, "They said you sold confidential information to foreign forces. The Kaiba Corp sent people to the bureau a few days ago and asked us to cooperate with the arrest.
You realize that if I report you, it will be a great achievent, right?"
Murakami was silent for a mont and said, "I was wronged. What they said is not true at all. The reason why I was wanted is not because of selling confidential information, but because…
…Forget it, you only need to know that the news actually blurred the key information. I swear that 90% of the content that the Kaiba Corp told you is false.
But the fact is that until I was wanted, I was a key technician in the Montum developnt departnt."
Ushio was surprised: "Montum? Is it the perpetual motion machine?"
"The machine that keeps the whole city lit up forever, yes that's right." Murakami said, "That's the departnt I work in."
"Then why don't they confess the truth?"
"Because I discovered so secrets in the maintenance of Montum." Murakami said in a deep voice, "So secrets that they tried hard to cover up and didn't want anyone to know.
They wanted everything to be covered up so much that they didn't hesitate to kill everyone who knew the secret."
"Huh?" Ushio didn't co back to his senses, "Brother, are you drunk?"
The birth of the perpetual motion machine was an epoch-making milestone in the history of human civilization, marking the beginning of a new era for human civilization, and it gave everyone hope for the future.
But it sounded like this old classmate ant that behind the shining light of hope of Montum, there was a darkness that must be covered up even at the cost of blood.
"Whether you believe or not, this is the truth."
Murakami's breathing beca more and more rapid, and his voice sounded more nervous.
"It doesn't matter if you don't believe . But let's do this. I'll give you an address at two o'clock tomorrow afternoon. How about you co here to find ?
You are a guard and I am a fugitive. It should be natural for you to arrest , right?"
Ushio was even more confused.
"What are you talking about? Why are you doing this?"
"Because I have no one else I can trust." Murakami said, "But before that, you have to agree to one condition of mine."
"You tell first." Ushio said, "Only after you tell can I decide whether to agree."
"You must go to a place to get sothing first, sothing that is extrely important and may rewrite the future of mankind. After arresting , keep that thing well, and don't tell anyone about it."
"Wait, if I don't know what it is, I can't agree to it rashly."
"In short, it is definitely not sothing involving ‘selling secrets'." He said, "Or, at least wait until you see what that thing is, and then decide whether to agree to my conditions, okay?"
"Uh, okay."
The other party had made such a concession, and Ushio really couldn't think of any reason to refuse.
And for Ushio, this was indeed a good opportunity. After all, Murakami was now the focus of the arrest of the bureau, and the Kaiba Corp had repeatedly pressured them to speed up the progress. As a newcor, if he could arrest this person, his future career would undoubtedly be much smoother.
Therefore, the next day, according to the instructions of the other party, Ushio rushed to the place he specified and took the thing that the other party asked him to keep.
As the other party said, the thing seed to have nothing to do with the cri of "selling secrets" against Murakami, at least on the surface.
It was just a card.
And it was just a white card, without any patterns or words, it looked like it had not been printed yet.
Ushio really didn't understand how such a white card was so precious, so he put it in his pocket without thinking much.
He originally thought that he would wait until the agreed ti in the afternoon and ask Murakami in person what was going on with this white card, but he didn't expect that he couldn't wait until that ti.
On this day, the super-large perpetual motion reactor out-of-control accident that shocked the world, "Zero Reverse", occurred.
The next ti Ushio saw Murakami, the latter was on the list of confird casualties of the "Zero Reverse" accident.
He never had the chance to ask in person what the aning of this blank card was.
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