True called a taxi, Yoshiku, True and Midori took a taxi from Candoville to the clone manufacturing plant of the President pickled in formalin.
"Takada, you seem to be obsessed with a formalin-pickled president for a long time."
While traveling in a taxi, a true person sitting side by side in the back seat speaks to the passenger seat in its rightful place.
"Or are you obsessed with clone manufacturing and sales of celebrities? Either way, it's not like I'm just interested."
"Dude, even if they talk like that here..."
Shizuku takes a glimpse of the taxi driver next door. He was an old man with mixed gray hair and a mustache, and looked like a good person.
My arms are thick and my body shape is disappointing. I wonder if the martial arts kind is also doing it, when I look at the big, swollen fist, I think Yoshiku.
"The guy's a dark cab guy on the back street, and he's got a tough mouth, so he's fine."
And, true.
"Heh heh, I didn't know True you would push your heartbeat."
A cab driver who spills a smile and puts on a jaw covered with a mixed beard with black and white.
"Clone sales happen to be topical stuff right now. You say you raided, too, and if it was the point to attack, it would still be here. I'm definitely obsessed with a formalin-pickled president... but I don't know if I'm suddenly going to say such a private story. It's gonna be a pretty hard story to say in public, this."
With an ambiguous grin, Yoshiku says.
"If it's hard to tell, you don't have to force me to tell you anything"
"No, by the time I heard you say you were obsessed, you'd have guessed you were wacky."
"It would be different to say with a sip of wax."
As a matter of fact, the truth was largely guessing the motives of jubilee. Truth is, when I deal with someone with that kind of motive, I somehow guess.
"My sister was killed by that organization. That's all."
A prolonged period of conscious voice with as little emotion as possible.
"Again for revenge."
Mouth words truly prepared. Even if I know, I'm sick of hearing it again.
"There's no such thing as revenge."
"If I'm not avenged, there's a bug spit on the guy who says there's something there."
Quite a dick, a long time to strengthen your vocabulary. I also thought it was not very popular with younger opponents, but this is all I can pull off.
"It's not like that. I say it because I know how unpleasant and vain it is. I've been watching the streets since they fell. [M] What end was followed by the man who sought strength in his quest for revenge and tried to carry it out? There were a couple of guys who told me not to be beautiful, but I haven't seen many guys who said it was good to get revenge."
"Not really. That means there's a little bit, right?
Yoshiku pokes at me.
"Yes. Less. Just less."
True to highlight a little bit.
"Well, I'm going to be a little of that, too. I mean, I don't like the way you say revenge. I want to call you hateful. Imaginarily, the word revenge feels dreary, and I want to be a little more refreshed."
"Hate and say, is that a refreshing impression?
Now the truth poked at me better.
"There are cases where the person you wanted revenge for was actually your mistake, or you tried to get revenge but someone else was killing you, and no matter what they say, I'm not willing to affirm it."
"If a mistake was discovered before revenge, wouldn't that be nice? Besides, I wouldn't be obsessed with that if the other guy already had a cat on. Some guys might have wanted to put Keri on with their own hands, but I'm not."
Whatever it is, I don't have that dark, horrible feeling about wanting to clear resentment with my own hands for a long time.
I think that would be fine if the carelessness in my body, which took my life in play, was cleared up. Besides, I don't want to shut up and overlook the survival of the people who do that.
"Ok...... My real brother is looking for revenge. But I've seen that vain ending so many times, it's complicated. It's hard to say," Oh, you're looking for revenge, too. Let's work together. "
"Why are you so rosy? Private people."
A voice sounds slightly dissatisfied with the truth in Midori, who pinches his mouth.
"What are you talking about when the first thing I heard from Ok - was my real brother? If my real brother doesn't fall apart, it's not fair, right? Come on, True Brother knows exactly what it's like to be a vengeful guy, and he's in that position himself, and he denies anyone else's vengeance. Besides, even though I'm trying to get revenge, the next revenge guy is coming to the lab and showing me to follow a terrible end, so I can't wait to hear it from my true brother."
Listening to Midori's words, Shizuku is truly intimate, while at the same time feelings similar to pity boil down.
"True, I'm sure vengeance is vain, and I know where you stand. Still, if you're trying to avenge yourself, don't wonder if you'd like to speak out with a negative argument about someone else's revenge."
Teach in a soft tone, like a taxi driver telling a little kid to listen.
(All this space is negative to me... But the muscles are through and I can't argue with them. I feel the most childish)
The truth was I kept my mouth shut and thought about it for a while, but eventually I exhaled small...
"Right. I'm sorry."
"No, how about an apology all of a sudden? I'm not convinced, but apologizing for now, that's not a good idea. If you have any objections, just spit them all out and apologize if you think you were wrong in the meantime."
Immediately after the true apology, the taxi driver says as if he saw through his true heart.
"I don't think I was wrong, but I mean I admit I made you uncomfortable by saying something extra. But it's going to come out of my mouth again."
I said the truth in a slightly throwing tone. While it was a topic I shook myself, it was already troublesome to continue this topic.
Euthanasia City is a vast area city that has merged the municipalities of western Tama. Much of western Tokyo has become an euthanasia city, including all hilly and mountainous areas.
Behind the mountain, where people don't stop by, there are many cases where backstreet organizations are secretly building facilities. Alternatively, buildings such as factories that were originally built in unpopular locations are often bought and diverted.
A narrow street that twists and turns and stretches between the green mountains. From time to time it becomes a ramp, but there is almost no divide.
Pompous and private houses and buildings of unknown use can also be seen, but Mika is aiming for a facility somewhat off the street. Probably determined the location with satellite photographs.
"Did you get out of the car too soon!
Mika screams as she walks down the street on foot.
No matter how far off the street it is, I don't think there's a building at the end of a completely roadless road. Then it's too hard to come and go as much as you want. Mika was looking for it as she walked, presumably because there were some beast trails that people could get through properly.
After a short walk, between the broken guardrails, he discovered a descending road stretched with exposed reddish ground with no grass growing. It's a steep slope, but there's nothing you can't get through.
(If the information is correct, and if my views are right, you're ahead. No, stay ahead of me. Come on, I'm tired)
I am concerned that the drain of wasted health will not affect the future.
Even though I only came this time with the intention of reconnaissance combined with the look below, it's a big deal at the time of reconnaissance. When it comes to liberating the clones, we talk about how to help them out of these despicable mountains.
(This facility isn't the only place to find out if they haven't made my clone.)
Mika is currently aiming at a clone manufacturing plant, but she said that some establishments educate clones that have been made, and if they include even those that have already been sold, confirmation is very difficult.
The conclusion has already been reached in Mika that it is very impossible for herself to stop making clones or to help all the sellers of clones sold. But not without it.
From the investigation for the time being. I would like to hold onto the evidence alone, accuse the backstreet news site, solicit the will by complaining that there are some bad deeds, and move public opinion in the backstreet.
(So it's unclear if anyone will agree and move, but the pen has to believe the word stronger than the sword! I can't think of any other good way! Don't feel like you've taken on a tight job. But I got it. I'm gonna make it!
Slap your cheeks with both hands and put your thirst on, put your hat back on deep in your eyes, and walk down the road.
Eventually he checks the old building under his eyes, and Mika stops. It's a four-story, old apartment-like building. Look, it doesn't look like a factory, but it was the same building as the footage Mika bought from the intelligence organization.
"Fortune foreclosure!
Activate fate manipulation while checking that binoculars are not equipped with surveillance cameras or the like. Literally, it is a fateful manipulation to borrow small fortunes that are supposed to happen in the future and make small fortunes, but it cannot be used continuously, and can only be used once a day. If you make a bet after use, you will always lose, so it is also possible to intentionally pay the advance by making a bet after use.
As a result, camouflaged surveillance cameras attached to trees were immediately discovered. That and three places. Normally, I could see everything in one shot hidden in the light in a position that I wouldn't even know if I stared.
Minka feels signs behind her when she tries to approach her with caution about the camera's position and hides herself in the grass away from the beast path.
But as soon as I see who showed up, I show up again on the road.
"True! Midori! And one more!
The other person was more surprised at Mika, who suddenly appeared and spoke to her.
"Wow, Mika's here."
"Ooh, the real moon. Is that Mika? I'm a fan. I guess I'll get a signature."
Midori and Yoshiku continue to say.
"I can generally guess why Mika is here, but I'd like to exchange information."
"Respond!"
In response to the true words, Mika spoke of the content and purpose of the request. Of course I'll keep my client's name down.
"Were you trying to do such a big job on your own?
Finished listening to Mika, true to shuddering.
"Didn't you know I'd already raided their auction a few times?
Truth be told, with the nuance that if I knew that, I could also ask myself and Junko to cooperate.
"Looks like the information was missing! But true! If you and Junko are going to be on our side, I'm not comfortable!
Mika's face brightens up. Conscious of being guided by a great deal of luck.
"Well, now it's your turn to tell us what's going on over here."
True tells the story. At the request of Shizuku, I hear that he is about to scoop the clone sale of the President pickled in formalin, and Mika's face becomes more rude.
"Mass garbage doesn't have a good image! If you don't trust me!
"That's not true. I'm a man who believes in press justice. With the power of the pen, I wanted to reward the formalin-pickled president, and the newspaper left the office and fell into the back street, didn't I?
Yoshiku speaks with a serious face to Mika, who reveals her suspicions.
(It sure doesn't seem like a bad guy. Besides... what this guy was trying to do is the same thing I was trying to do. Maybe this guy who was a pro could do better)
and Mika, who makes calculations work.
"Sister Mika, okay - he's a good guy to believe. Midori will cover you. From the looks of it, I think I can trust you."
Midori helps out, shows her teeth slightly and laughs at.
"Ho ho ho, was it someone you might trust from Midori, me"
A long time to put your head on the bright side.
"Okay! Believe it! Only once! Only now! Tentative! Mass garbage! Okay, we're going in fast, but pay attention because there's surveillance cameras over there and over there!
"I'm not sure, so if you're pinpointing surveillance cameras, you're gonna have to take the lead on a secure route."
True demands were made on Mika, who pointed quickly at the trees in three places.