"Whose turn is it to play the card? Chablis, what are you doing? Don't think about cheating, hurry up and play the card~" Tsujima Shuji held a handful of cards and looked at Chablis.
The dejected middle-aged man frowned and looked at the cards in his hand, covering the lower half of his face with one hand, as if he had been dealt a very bad card.
However, the cards he threw were completely opposite to his expression.
It's a good hand.
The other three people were not surprised by this, but were calm as expected.
Chablis always looks like this when playing cards. No matter whether he has good or bad cards, he always has a bad expression. His main focus is to fish in troubled waters and take surprise.
All four of them had their cellphones close at hand, and of course, each of them had more than one.
Shuji Tsujima had three on hand, Bourbon Scotch and Chablis two.
At this time, one of Tsushima Shuji's mobile phones vibrated.
He held the cards in one hand and turned the phone over with the other to take a look.
[Are there any requirements for organized body modification? How high is the probability of death? ——rum (rum)]
Shuji Tsushima looked at the news with a somewhat cryptic expression.
"Did your friends send you caring emails again?" Bourbon asked while picking a card combination.
"No, it's news about Rum." Tsushima Shuji shook his head.
"He sent you a message? Wanting you to help?" Bourbon repeated it strangely at first, and then asked in a somewhat understanding tone.
Otherwise, no matter how you think about it, you can't understand why the other party sent a message to Kao.
The other party should be very busy taking over Rum's job at this time.
But it was probably because he was very busy and the work might be a bit difficult and tricky that he approached Kao.
"No, he probably wants to apply for body modification." Tsushima Shuji shook his head and said in a subtle tone.
Looking at it this way, the other party should have seen Curacao and felt the other party's ability after transformation.
That's why I'm excited about it.
People don't desire things they haven't seen before.
"Like Curacao?" Chablis just thought about it briefly and figured out what the other party wanted.
But he touched his chin and thought for a moment:
"Curaçao's transformation requires cutting open the brain, implanting a data chip in the brain, removing one eye and replacing it with a mechanical prosthetic eye, and connecting it to the data chip..."
As someone who did it himself, no one knows the details of this transformation better than Chablis.
"If he's not careful, he might go blind or be brain-dead on the spot. Does he really dare to lie down on my operating table?" The slovenly middle-aged man looked completely dejected at this moment, and his aura became deep and dangerous.
"Who knows?" Tsushima Shuji turned around on his phone.
"But... a coward wouldn't dare to devise a plan to replace Rum." He chuckled and said with unclear meaning.
Kitagawa Murakami, or Gome, is naturally not a coward.
There is no way for a coward to become a wild intelligence dealer in the other world.
Even without belonging to any organization, I have lived safely until now.
"I would be happy to transform him, if he comes." Chablis held the cards and knocked on the table, his tone even a bit expectant.
Most of the members of the organization who came to him for transformation were undergoing physical transformation.
As for brain modification…
So far only Curacao and Rum.
Curacao was the first test subject. After the Curacao experiment was successful and it was confirmed that there were no sequelae, Rum underwent the same experiment.
Not everyone dares to attack their own brain.
The brain is the most complex tissue in the human body. Accidents can occur if you are not careful.
Chablis also had no way of telling others that both Curacao and Rum had stayed with him, which was particularly effective.
If he publicizes this matter, Rum will be angry and fall out with him.
The modified parts are equivalent to their respective trump cards, and no one is interested in knowing their trump cards.
"Well...he will come." Tsushima Shuji casually used his mobile phone to reply a message to the other party, and then put down the mobile phone.
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"So sure? Then I'll wait for him to come." Chablis glanced at Tsushima Shuji, and then said in an expectant tone.
There was not even a second of doubt, and he quickly believed in the other party's judgment.
"Because ambitious people will not be willing to be useless." Shuji Tsushima randomly picked out a few cards and threw them out.
"So... when he sees a method that can make him stronger, he will be even less likely to give up this method." He watched others play their cards, and slowly stacked the cards he unfolded together.
"Check." He motioned for others to continue playing cards.
"People's desires and ambitions will reveal their choices." He folded his hands and rested his chin on the back of his hands.
"Aren't you afraid of encountering exceptions? There are people who can control their desires and ambitions, right?" Chablis asked after also choosing to give up.
"It's just that the degree of greed is different..." The black-haired boy with wild eyes said casually.
"At least for me, there are no exceptions." He bent his eyes and smiled, but this smile was not sunny at all, but had a gloomy and dark atmosphere.
"I'm done." He threw out the remaining cards in his hand and said lightly.
He is the only winner in this game.
…
[There are no physical requirements. As for the probability of death, Chablis said that no one has died due to this transformation so far. 】
"In other words, this is a 100% successful experiment?" Kitagawa Murakami thought deeply while looking at the reply email from the other side.
There was no signature, but he knew who it was.
In this case……
Speaking of which, the young master’s right eye is bandaged. Could it be the same as Curacao’s?
Bandages to cover up different prosthetic eyes?
But what the young master said...
It always gave him a premonition of danger.
[Can I ask how many people have done the same experiment as Curacao? ] Kitagawa Murakami thought for a moment and asked another question.
He always felt that things were not that simple.
Most of the time, his intuition is correct, and he has avoided many crises because of his intuition.
The mail from the other side came very quickly.
Kitagawa Murakami quickly opened it and took a look.
[Two, Curacao and Rum, and the third if you do. 】
two……
The probability of success is 100%, which is indeed understandable.
Even if one person dies, it can be said that there is a half chance of success.
Fortunately, I realized something was wrong and asked about it.
But this also means that Tsushima Shuji's eyes have not been modified.
So...are you really blind?
"But there should be something wrong with the fact that Curaçao and Rum have done the same transformation." Osamu Kitagawa searched for potentially useful clues in his brain.
Rum's left eye was gouged out by Shuji Tsushima, and Curaçao's right eye was gray... that was the opponent's prosthetic eye.
Same experiment…
Is it possible that Curaçao was a guinea pig for rum?
After all, there are only two people doing this transformation, so one must come first, first served.
The first one to carry out this transformation must be the guinea pig.
And with the status of rum base liquor, it is impossible to be a guinea pig.
Then the answer is obvious.
Rum used Curacao to test the feasibility of transformation before accepting the transformation himself.
But...even after knowing this, Kitagawa Murakami didn't have much idea.
This has nothing to do with him.
He just thought about it because of the information dealer's boring curiosity and desire to explore.
