MTL - How Real Wine Became the Light of the Metropolitan Police-Chapter 104 time traveler 1

【Ding dong! Congratulations to the host for triggering the plot node! 】

The moment the system prompt sounded, the whole world seemed to be pressed the pause button.

The gorgeous fireworks on the horizon solidified in mid-air, losing the special beauty brought by the fleeting moment. The fire of the explosion was suspended on the boat, as if a behemoth that had suppressed countless energy was about to open its **** mouth.

Xin Haikong has just fallen into the water, and the whole person floats and sinks in the cold sea water.

This situation is really not good. Everything was suspended except for him.

The sea water in early winter was bone-chilling, and he was numb from the lower limbs, and he lost consciousness a little bit.

The system sound in my head was finally long overdue.

[Please make a choice for the host—]

【A. The Retrograde of Time and Space】

[B. Schrodinger's cat]

Xin Haikong was stunned for a moment.

This is the first time the system has given such an ambiguous option. Although the two options given by the previous system will be very nonsensical, the directionality is always obvious. But this time the options are weird.

"The retrograde of time and space", isn't he the retrograde of time and space? By repeatedly jumping horizontally on the timeline through plot nodes, holding the future results, and then going back to the past to arrange the script, relying on the bugs of time and space is not disadvantageous.

And this time, if he wants to go back to the past and save Zhu Fu Jingguang, he must also go back against the time and space line. From this perspective, he should really choose A.

But what does B mean? "Schrödinger's cat", before opening the box, the cat is both alive and dead. What does this have to do with the current situation of Xin Haikong?

If the two options A and B are opposite results, then choosing B is not going back to save Fu Jingguang.

But why not save Zhufu, which is equivalent to Schrödinger's cat?

The death of Zhu Fu Jingguang is what is destined to happen in the original work, that is, in the original work, he is mortal.

In this world with the intervention of the new sea and sky, the timeline has formed a closed loop. No matter how many times it is repeated, the new sea and sky in the future will always return to the past and save the fujingguang, that is, the fujingguang will live.

Zhu Fu Jingguang is not a cat trapped in a cage, alive and dead, but a person destined to survive in this closed-loop world.

So if Schrödinger's cat isn't referring to Zhufu Jingguang, who is it?

The cold sea water slowly paralyzed Xin Haikong's brain. He shuddered, feeling a little out of his strength.

This matter will not understand for a while, and his body can no longer delay it.

The cold sea water greatly increased his chances of getting sick, and the firelight behind him before he had time to rush out was likely to hurt him.

Xin Haikong took advantage of this precious pause time to adjust the placement of his various scenes and lights quite deliberately. The sea is too dark, and even Zhu Fu Jingguang himself will not find anything unusual in the future, which will reduce the chance of them being injured by bombs.

Anyway, there is a bug that has time to pause, no need for white.

[Please make a choice for the host. 】

The urging sound of the system came again.

It must be quicker indeed.

Xin Haikong gritted his teeth. If you really can't figure out what B means, it doesn't matter if you choose A directly.

[I choose A. The Retrograde of Time and Space]

[The host selection is successful, and the corresponding plot node is being transferred—]

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"Which department do you want to join?"

A male voice that was clearly familiar, but inexplicably seemed a little strange sounded from his ear.

Which department does he want to enter?

Where's the department? The Metropolitan Police Department?

Although Xin Haikong was stunned for a while and couldn't remember whose voice it was, this very familiar question instantly evoked Xin Haikong's memory when he was reciting the question... He was directly entering the part of the civil servant interview. ?

There seems to be this one among the 88 questions that must be memorized in the interview.

Does the system have to be so exciting every time it backtracks?

Fortunately, he was well prepared and has practiced the civil service written test and interview in private countless times. He is no longer that ordinary Xin Haikong. The muscle memory that had been formed before madly practicing interview answers and unknowingly came back in this short period of time.

Because of the sequelae caused by crossing the timeline, his eyes are still blurred. But this did not prevent Xin Haikong from adjusting the expression on his face for the first time, making a passionate look, and opened his mouth to answer:

"As long as I can serve the country and serve the people, no matter which department I go to, I'm very happy, no matter which department I work in, I will do my best—"

"Um?"

A male voice came from the opposite side of him, and the short "um" was long and seemed to contain a lot of messy emotions.

Xin Haikong's words were interrupted, and he was stunned for a moment. The blurred vision finally improved at this moment, the discomfort slowly subsided, and the scene in front of him seemed to be a photo that was constantly enlarged, gradually becoming clearer.

He seemed to be in a somewhat dim environment, the surroundings were very quiet, and there was a strong aroma of wine in the air, like a magical taste brewed by countless kinds of wine mixed together. There was a dim yellow light above his head, and the warm light gently enveloped him.

This layout is very familiar, he seems to have seen it somewhere...

Wait, this is the bar from before, the organization stronghold hidden in the deep alley. Civil service interviews are impossible in this place!

If it wasn't a civil servant interview, the person sitting across from him who just asked the question was—

!

The black-haired youth raised his head sharply, his amber eyes were round and his face was full of astonishment.

A tall, silver-haired man shrunk in the small sofa opposite with difficulty. The black coat on his body was a little wrinkled, and the hat that was necessary was placed on the coffee table beside him. The long silver hair was naturally draped behind him, and the always cold face seemed a little stunned at the moment, and the black pupils involuntarily enlarged.

His big brother, Gin.

Xin Haikong silently shrank back, swallowed and saliva.

Gin held a small book with a black casing in his hand and tilted his head, looking a little surprised. "You just said..."

What did he just say?

Shinkai's eyes fluttered from side to side, quickly recalling—

He just seemed to be in front of the gin, with a passionate face and full of blood, he said that he wanted to serve the country and he wanted to serve the people.

good very good.

Don't panic, it's not a big problem, pretend nothing happened.

He is M. Even if he becomes the police chief, he is pure real wine.

No one in the winery has the right to doubt him!

The black-haired young man looked like it was no big deal, leaned lazily on the sofa behind him, and said in a leisurely tone: "I'm sorry, I just lost my mind, and the answer to the civil service exam I had memorized slipped out. By the way. , what are you asking me about?"

"…"

Jin Jiu was stunned for a moment, and the hand holding the book trembled slightly. Such an outrageous reason is something he never imagined. I originally thought that this guy was brainwashed by the cadres of the police academy. It looks like you don't have to worry too much.

"I asked which department you want to go to." Gin handed the book in his hand to Xin Haikong. "This is what you asked me to look for last time. Check it out for yourself. According to your resume, as long as you don't want to enter the Japanese Public Security Bureau for a while, other departments should choose whatever you want."

What is he looking for from Gin?

Xin Haikong took the book in a daze. It was quite thin, roughly twenty or thirty pages. He pretended to be nonchalant, opened the book with confidence, and faced the photo of his boss in an instant.

On the first page of this book is a familiar mugshot.

The following profile is clearly written: Sasaki Nagato, forty years old, head of the General Affairs Division of the Public Security Department of the Metropolitan Police Department.

Mr. Sasaki, that is, Xin Haikong's immediate boss in the normal time line.

what's going on?

Metropolitan Police personnel file? Why is he looking at this kind of thing?

Xin Haikong frowned slightly, still holding on to an indifferent expression, and continued to turn the page.

Another new headshot.

If he remembers correctly, this person seems to be a police officer from the Ministry of Transportation. His current rank is patrol captain, but he has already climbed to the position of the police department in the future. The dozens of pages that follow are all files of police officers from the Metropolitan Police Department. Some people are acquainted with Xin Haikong, and some people do not know each other.

Why did the Metropolitan Police Department's files come into the hands of Gin, and what is the relationship between these people? Dozens of police officers belong to different departments and have different backgrounds, ages and educational backgrounds. Do they have anything in common...

and many more!

At this sensitive time, he was looking for a list of Jinjiu to come, and what else could it be.

"...Is this the undercover list organized by the Metropolitan Police?"

The silver-haired youth glanced suspiciously at Xin Haikong and nodded lightly. "Didn't you ask me to find it? There are basically all departments. The Ministry of Communications is very infiltrated. There are more people entering. The least seems to be the Ministry of Public Security. But the person from the Ministry of Public Security has a very high seat."

The black-haired youth slowly closed his mouth that had been opened in shock.

He only knew that the Metropolitan Police Department had organized undercover agents, but he did not expect that there would be so many. The organization should not be scolded for being a winery. This wave is clearly the exchange of hometowns between the red and black parties.

In other words, the organization now has two undercover agents in the Ministry of Public Security, one is his immediate boss, and the other is himself. That boss Sasaki Nagato, do you know the identity of Xin Haikong's undercover? The fingers of the black-haired youth holding the book were slightly folded. According to his level of vigilance, it should not be easy to reveal this news.

If Sasaki Nagato is an undercover agent of the winery, it can explain how the identity of Zhu Fu Jingguang in the original work was exposed. Zhu Fu Jingguang should be affiliated to the Public Security Department of the Metropolitan Police Department. Sasaki Nagato sat in the position of the counselor. It is easy to check the files of any police officer, and it is easy to find out Zhu Fu Jingguang.

The reason why Amuro Toru was not exposed is because this guy belongs to the Japanese Public Security Agency with a higher degree of secrecy. It seems that the people of the organization have not successfully infiltrated the Public Security Bureau. It's just a mere Japanese public security, and the people in the organization haven't been able to do it for a long time? Kind of a pity.

Unexpectedly, although the Japanese public security did a mess, the secrecy work was surprisingly good.

The black-haired youth paused for a long time, and Gin, who was waiting beside him, frowned impatiently. "Hurry up and choose, it's better to find a civilian. After you graduate from the cadre school, you have to go for an internship."

Xin Haikong's eyes lit up slightly.

Gin's words are very dense, just enough to help him determine the current timeline.

According to the plot point, if he needs to save Zhu Fu Jingguang, he must go back to December 7th four years ago. Four years ago was the time for graduating from Xinhaikong University, taking the civil service exam and entering the police academy for cadre training.

According to Jin Jiu's words, he should have completed the civil service exam by now, and is about to or is undergoing cadre training at the police academy. Wasn't he very close to the date of Zhufu's true death?

"Have you picked it yet?"

"No need to pick."

The black-haired youth sat upright on the sofa, slowly closed the book, and handed it back to Gin. If this thing falls into the hands of the police or the public security, the organization will definitely suffer heavy losses. A scumbag like him will definitely not be able to keep it, and it is more reliable to put it next to Big Brother.

"I've already figured out where to go."

"The Police Department of the Metropolitan Police Department."

There is no suspense about this ending. Because according to what was written in his future file, he just graduated from the police academy and entered the Ministry of Public Security of the Metropolitan Police Department. After a few months of internship, he was seconded to various departments, including at the end of the internship period, with Matsuda. Involved in the bombing. His starting point must have been the Ministry of Public Security.

Moreover, the Ministry of Public Security has the information of all the policemen, and it can be said that the arrest is accurate when it comes to organizing the arrest of the undercover agents from the Metropolitan Police Department.

"The Ministry of Public Security is very important, and it will help us find the undercover in the organization. It is not enough to arrange Sasaki Nagato. If Sasaki defected, we will be at a great disadvantage. It is better to let me Go in too, and hold that guy down by the way."

The black-haired youth raised his head slightly, his eyes filled with darkness. "Besides, one more question, my file won't appear here, will it?"

"Of course not. And even if it's this book, only a few people can see it." Gin raised his hand to take the book, and stuffed the book back into the package behind him without much care. "Only the boss and me know about your affairs. Why, are you afraid that there are undercover agents in the organization?"

The silver-haired youth showed a slightly cruel smile, as if he wanted to explain to Xin Haikong that he would definitely eradicate the undercover in the organization.

Xin Haikong couldn't help laughing. It's more than fear, big brother, the organization has long been undercover and turned into a sieve.

"It's just an extra layer of insurance. I don't like being known by too many people."

The silver-haired young man on the opposite side nodded irrevocably, "You can play whatever you want, just don't play with yourself."

…

Xin Haikong inexplicably felt a guilty conscience being poked. He smacked his lips a little embarrassedly, revealing a slightly guilty smile.

Big brother is right. Four years later, in order to clear his suspicions on the forum, Xin Haikong really made a murder case, blamed himself, and sent himself to prison. Isn't this "playing" with yourself?

Let's change the subject. He originally planned to collect a wave of clues before starting the layout after returning to this plot point. But now the start is directly face-to-face with Gin, and the plan really can't keep up with the changes. But... it shouldn't be too bad to talk directly from Big Brother's mouth.

There are three main reasons for his return this time, one is to save Zhu Fu Jingguang, one is to solve the problem of Akai Shuichi, and the other is to find a scapegoat for the three choices on the forum.

Zhufu's Malt and Matsuda's initials are all good candidates, but Xin Haikong has never thought about who should carry the "real M" cauldron.

This time, by artificially creating an accident, he brought back Zhu Fu Jingguang, who had already been killed by the plot, back to the plot, successfully triggering the plot node back to four years ago. This proves that he has completely mastered the rules for the system to release plot nodes.

Then according to his speculation, the new sea and sky at the end of the timeline can artificially create an opportunity to return to the beginning of the layout. In this way, it is also a good explanation for how the "M", an extraordinary code name that completely violates the rules of winery naming, came from.

This is the best umbrella he has prepared for himself in the future.

He hid the letters behind his real wine name, Moscato, and simply referred to himself as M. Through the plug-in of the time and space shuttle, he arranged in advance, so that the identity of M had a detached status in the organization.

Everyone in the organization, except Gin and BOSS, only knows M, not Moscato. Thus avoiding possible problems when his real code name Moscato is revealed.

Such an explanation is very reasonable, but there is a hole that cannot be filled.

That's why Akai Shuichi knew his real drink name and misunderstood him as a double agent?

This doesn't make sense.

If he can go back to the beginning to make the layout, then when he met Akai, he must have been very clear about what he was going to do, and there was no reason to reveal his real code name just like that.

unless…

Unless what he exposed was not his real code name at all!

Come to think of it, where did the name Moscato come from?

He heard it from Shuichi Akai's mouth when he had just arrived in this world and didn't have any information on hand.

At that time, he knew nothing of all the situation, and he accepted the code name without any defense, and regarded it as his real code name, and always regarded himself as Moscato. Even when I was kidnapped together with Amuro Toru, I wondered why the other party insisted that the undercover codename of the organization in the Metropolitan Police Department was M.

He was naive at the time and took this as a coincidence.

But thinking about it carefully, until now, from beginning to end, only Akai Shuichi has clearly called him Moscato.

Gin never called him that!

Is his code name really Moscato?

Moscato was the trick he made up to deceive Akai Shuichi. Just like the Malt of Zhu Fu Jingguang.

It is so, it is so.

There was no Moscato from the start.

Who is he?

The black-haired young man raised his head suddenly, the corners of his mouth rose a little, and slowly pulled to the maximum, revealing a large piece of white teeth, with tiny folds at the corners of his eyes, and his amber eyes looked straight at the silver-haired man sitting on the opposite sofa .

He spoke with a trembling voice, unable to hold back his extremely excited expression.

"who I am?"