At the Snow Oka Institute, Yi was unconscious in refining the work of Mad Scientists familiar with the Dream Band.
"Yi-jun, I'm off for a while."
Junko bringing coffee to Yi.
"Blue Nettle said you could help too, so you should let her sleep a little."
Yi has been insomniac and immersed in work since last night. Similar to myself, Junko thinks, in terms of being the type of person who gets enthusiastic once it's on fire.
"Right. I'm getting a little cranky...... But I'm waiting for information on the three people you're investigating right now, and I'll be off when I can squeeze in here."
Take the coffee, Yi said.
Suspicious in the candidate was narrowed down to seven. If you wait for Yi's information, you will be further squeezed out of it.
"These three look good in Shilo too...... Four left, please."
Yi fell asleep on the couch as she flew the holographic display towards Junko.
"Yi-jun, stay annoyed. Hmm... these four. He's definitely suspicious, and he's the owner of a background that's not strange to whoever did it."
Junko peeks into the display that was flown by Yi, with the coffee cup in one hand.
All four of them have a strong interest in the potential of human brain structure and have used dreambands to conduct human experiments that make a difference in the brain, or are still active in the manufacture of such illegal dreambands.
Of course there are a number of others if that's all there is to it, but among them are four people who are particularly skilled, especially those who have a strong obsession with the brain, and who are particularly committed to the dream band, and whose results are carefully selected and narrowed under various conditions, such as dangerous people who are obviously likely to make some kind of case.
There may be a killer among those removed from the narrow target, or he may not be among the twenty-four targeted candidates in the first place. But it seems likely that we have reached these four.
"Kurumi American madness and evil...... I wonder if the incident this guy made before using his current pseudonym sounds pretty much like it. I mean, I think it's this guy. But then it's been unknown, and we'll put this guy on hold for a bit."
Junko mouths the name of one of the four. The person named Kurumi seems to have changed his name to erase the past, but the change of name has also been investigated completely. But that's all we know.
Most likely, but the difficulty is missing. Some atheists look for such humans, but for Junko, they have to rely on troublesome tissue.
"I can't rely on the power of the paranormal."
Peek into the display from behind Junko, Midori said.
"Midori, can you?
"I couldn't do psychometry, and maybe I can do it. Mika's fate manipulation may still be more promising. Rare, but you're gonna have to ask for a Claire Voyance capable man or a magician, aren't you?
"Clairvoyance or a thousand eyes ah...... It's definitely rare. There's only one person I know, and I kind of..."
"It's strange that even though there are a hundred or a thousand modified mice, there is no one capable of that lineage ~"
"Well... I don't feel comfortable, but I'd like to ask. That's all I need."
"Are you a little oh-my-rape?
I ask Junko, who takes the phone, tired.
"Sort of. Me and Milk were a lot stubborn with that organization, so... Milk was originally part of that one. Well, I'll ask for it."
When I couldn't do anything about it before, I relied on Omi Rape for Junko, but I also have connections with other benevolent information organizations, so I make it a policy to avoid it whenever I can.
The research being carried out by Kurumi American madness and evil is about turning humans into completely murderous machines.
Through a dream band that shows video directly to a person's brain and gives a fragmented implication, when several patterns of conditions are in place, it causes a rapid runoff in the pericerebral limbic system, which is the part of the brain that directs emotions and instincts, while at the same time partially reducing the function of the cerebral neocortex that directs thought circuits, such as language function and reason, to encourage destructive and homicidal impulses. I can only say that I experimented with my real parents and succeeded in terms of my impulse to destroy.
Anger and intent to kill occur more than in the cerebral limbic system, but are suppressed in the frontal lobes of the cerebral neocortex. Kurumi came up with this method in the last century, inspired by the fact that a lobotomy was performed to remove the frontal lobe.
But Kuruma's ideal is to concentrate only on the killing impulse. After also leaving some reason, all remaining reason is poured out for intent to kill. Manufacture of a complete killing machine that keeps you focused solely on killing those in front of you.
I installed a homicide insinuation program in a dream band that I had my collaborator woman prepare and gave it back to the woman to conduct the experiment, but the informant found out that the killing impulse wouldn't last long. This is a failure.
Kurumi America hates the world. I hate people. People believe it's evil. Evil refuses to come from the brain.
Then let us tease the brains that are evil, and let evil fight with each other. Kurumi America has come to such a simple conclusion that, in order to make it happen, he has no doubt whatsoever and is pouring his life into it.
Kurumi America moved its base to Pharmaceutical Buddha City, but it doesn't change what it does. I have not lost my ambition to continue to use dream bands to tease people's brains and disrupt people's lives.
On the basis of such Kurumi rice, I received a message.
(This is!
I've ignored it no matter how many times I've contacted you from here, it was from that collaborator woman.
When I hurried to make the call, they answered lightly.
"What are you going to do now!
"There's a lot going on over here."
The opponent tells the exasperated Kurumi in a chilled voice.
"I want you to come to the Shinto Botanical Park on the specified date and time."
"Why would I have to go to a place like that! You didn't answer when I contacted you from over here, and all of a sudden you make a call, etc!
'I couldn't reach you because of all the circumstances, and I can tell you everything if you come. And I'd like to ask you a favor, too. Of course, you can ignore it if it's a crown. But why don't you listen to me, and then I'll judge you?
Kuruma is no fool either. The other person must have prepared something delicious to eat at that point in time. I also want to fish and use myself with that bait.
"Fine, talk to me."
Kurumi will regret that he was an idiot.
After the meeting, the Cypress Plains immediately followed the rest area, although they stopped at the dark rest area. Not very much, but I wasn't willing to chat with the other members.
Yesterday and there are too many things, and Huako is in the bottom of his heart. True vegetables clearly know that.
"For a while...... are you going to the safe house, stop?
As he walked, Huako was surprised by the true vegetables that spoke unexpected words.
"I don't think it's your sister's word. If I say that, you're going to run away again or something, even though I'm going to say that..."
"I've even felt like I could run away anymore. It's not just Huako. I'm enjoying it pretty much, too."
As I say, true vegetables take out tobacco.
"Tobacco, I had it. I thought you stopped."
"When I felt helpless, I kept it to suck and calm me down. The last amulet. I was in that mood right now."
Huako points me out, and True Vegetables throw out the cigarette I almost took out.
"I knew I stopped. It's not as bad as... yet. Kind of badly dressed."
With that said, True Vegetables turns to Wako and makes her smile full of tea.
It's been a long time since Huako saw my sister smile like this.
(In your sister, the wound should remain. So was yesterday's nightmare. But... your sister has definitely changed. Though I'm no different......)
My sister, who was supposed to be behind me, was overtaking herself unknowingly. But true vegetables, they run past Huako and stay away from him and don't go ahead. I've always been in front of Huazho, running paced to Huazho. Huako knows that too.
"Hey, sister, don't be mad at me. Listen"
"If you're going to be angry, you don't have to tell me, and you're going to be angry relentlessly, okay?
"Then you can be angry, so listen. It's me... I thought Junko Yukioka was responsible for Red Cat, but that's crazy when I think about it. Junko is trying to solve the Red Cat problem for me. And that Yi."
"You... you're staring at the killer?
"I thought your sister was the killer"
To Huako's words, True Vegetables stopped and stopped and looked at his sister with a cliché.
"I'm the only one who knows your sister's secret. If you're a sister...... no wonder you created that. But that... I think maybe your sister did it unconsciously, too. My sister doesn't do that right now."
"A dual personality thing? But..."
True vegetables don't get angry, think calmly.
"Right. If I were you back in the day...... I wouldn't be surprised if you wanted something like that. But now I don't want that."
"But you had a nightmare last night. The remote control is a red cat. The air conditioning..."
"Stick around. Say no more."
My sister stares at me, and Huako clasps her mouth.
(But... there's no chance. The old me, it still does exist in me, before I know it......)
It is a true vegetable that makes me feel relieved when I think about it.
(Say something extra... you idiot...)
When I left, I decided to pull this stupid sister over and over again, and True Vegetables walked out again. Huako also silently followed her sister.