I’m the Pay Thief at the Winery - Vol 2 Chapter 549

This was the first time 173 walked out of this place after being transferred to the new room.

The white coat who opened the door threw him a blindfold, so he was blindfolded, and was escorted by two security guards behind him… or escorted to a familiar room.

It was quite quiet along the way, except for the light footsteps, no one even spoke.

It should be very important to be near the room where I live now.

173 thought while stumbling along.

After all, they hadn’t been blindfolded before, and those white coats didn’t seem to be worried about them writing down the route at all.

– Later, he learned that the ‘experimental body area’ where he was at that time had a special channel connected to the laboratory. And most of the experimental subjects will not be able to walk out of those passages until they die.

When 173 took off the blindfold, those who brought him here had disappeared. He looked around and found that this place was quite familiar – white walls, sophisticated machinery, a faint strange smell in the air.

Of course, there are also those beds with restraints.

Here is the laboratory.

However, he did not see any of the busy white coats that usually appear here. He was not directly restrained to the hospital bed.

Such an unusual situation…

173’s train of thought was interrupted by the sound of the door opening.

A female researcher pushed out the door from a small room inside, and was not surprised when she saw 173, she just nodded at him and pointed to the hospital bed beside her.

“Please take a seat.”

173 looked at her cautiously. He recognized this person, and she was the one who brought him to the new room that day. She looked like a researcher, but there was no nameplate hanging on her chest.

…Did you not wear it on purpose?

He did not sit on the hospital bed as instructed by the other party, but hesitated and sat on the high stool a little further away.

“You can call me Sato.” The woman who called herself Sato pulled over a stool and sat opposite 173, holding a notepad in her arms, looking at him calmly, “173.”

“…Ms. Sato.”

Although it’s obviously a pseudonym—and a very perfunctory one—it still makes 173 feel good about being able to call people by their first names instead of cold numbers.

…However, it would be even better if she could also call her own name – Mimoto Harunosuke.

“I’m glad to see that you still have basic understanding and communication skills. Let’s keep it short.” Sato seemed relieved, opened the notepad, and took out another pen, “You must already know that your situation has happened very badly. Big change.”

173 nodded.

“It’s because of the experiment you’ve experienced before.” Sato saw him respond, and continued, “I can’t reveal the specifics, but as long as you cooperate with us, you can greatly improve your…life.”

173 still didn’t say anything, and was very suspicious of her words in his heart.

Can the life he lives now really be called life?

“As for your project, the experimental team led by my supervisor has taken over. If you can fully obey our arrangement, then you will have a certain degree of freedom.” Sato seemed a little disturbed when he said this, ” According to the supervisor’s instructions, you can fill out a questionnaire every time we meet after that.”

173 keenly guessed something from Sato’s changing tone, and sat up a little.

“What questionnaire?”

“I don’t have the right to know the content of the questionnaire.” Sato took out a sealed folder from the bottom of the notepad, deliberately avoiding eye contact with 173, “Only the supervisor’s authority can view what you write down.”

She seemed to want to hand the folder directly to 173, but before that, she raised her head.

“So, do you want to cooperate, 173?”

The tips of her fingers while holding the document seemed a little whitish.

173 immediately realized Sato’s suggestion.

The information that only two people can view, this must be a method created for the purpose of transmitting information-obviously, her supervisor should be what Bourbon said, another undercover police officer-I thought it was her at first.

But she probably doesn’t know everything…but that’s what her supervisor is responsible for.

After going through the cause and effect quickly in his mind, 173 nodded decisively and agreed.

Sato didn’t say anything, just handed him the folder and pen in his hand. When he was done, I asked him a few more questions—physiological indicators or something—and scribbled a few notes on the clipboard.

173 Guess that is probably to cope with the situation.

At the first contact, he didn’t have much information to say, so he simply wrote about his own experience.

The brief meeting ended soon, and he was blindfolded and sent back to his residence again.

After he left the room, Sato stood up without saying a word, returned to the office and re-attached the nameplate engraved with ‘S193’ that was taken off before the meeting to his chest.

Then she left the lounge—yes, on the record, it was indeed a lounge, it just looked like a laboratory.

There will definitely be surveillance in the laboratory, but there is no need to install surveillance in the rest room except in the ξ area.

S193 walked through the labyrinth-like corridor as usual, and knocked on Unigu’s office door familiarly.

“…Wait a moment.”

After she handed the folder in her hand to Unigu, the latter stopped her as she was about to leave.

“You know what just happened.”

S193 nodded.

“Nothing happened just now. I just took a nap.”

Unigu smiled at her.

After S193 left the room, he put the folder in his backpack and left the M7 laboratory building well prepared—this was the vacation that Charter had promised before, and the necessary procedures and procedures were all normal.

An hour later, he appeared in front of a locker and put the folder in it.

After another half day, when the sky just turned dark, a black-skinned boy wearing a baseball cap who seemed to be working nearby appeared in front of the cabinet and took the folder openly.

…

Toru Amuro was sitting on the sofa in his home, and opened the document with a serious expression.

After confirming that there was nothing suspicious about it, he breathed a sigh of relief.

Now, at least we can deal with Rum.

Although he was a little concerned about the identity of the ‘supervisor’ mentioned in the 173 message, it was the first time to contact him, so he didn’t have to be so anxious.

On the contrary, he has heard some news recently – the world over there seems to be a little unstable recently.

At the same time, Mello seems to be missing too often.

I haven’t seen Qi for a long time… I don’t know if he will be affected.

Hope Mello has given up on the idea of ​​recruiting him. Otherwise, it would be difficult to take care of him when he was busy dealing with M7 and Rum.

Toru Amuro has always had a good impression of the doctor who is indifferent on the surface, but is actually gentle and has a sense of justice.