"There is no real name in the magazine. Since it is anonymous, who could this person be?"
Kawakamiji said to himself,
"Well, now that the money has been collected, the Mad Hatter should have checked it out."
Just as Kawakamiji thought, intelligence is a magazine, a very common literary and youth journal, which prints some lyrical essays and short stories. In order to survive, newspapers used one-third of the magazine to publish advertisements.
This kind of information is not difficult to obtain, but it is quite obscure. Unless you are an experienced and interested person, it is difficult for others to find it.
The article that attracted Tsuyoshi Kawakami was simple:
It briefly describes the thoughts of an unlucky patient who was accidentally misdiagnosed with a blood disease when he was desperate.
After visiting an old friend, the patient plucked up the courage to change hospitals for a check-up, only to find out it was a false alarm.
Why is it accompanied by a picture that looks suspiciously like that of a young Kawakami Tsumugi? The author of the article wrote this paragraph when describing his mood:
"...I know that I have already stepped half into the grave. I seem to be wandering at the border between the living and the dead. I am standing in the hospital. People who have recovered from the illness and those who have not recovered from the illness come and go - they are just Headaches, toothaches, fever ailments, they are still far away from that netherworld - but I feel that everything exudes a ghostly aura..."
Gee, the writing is good.
Kawakamiji commented in his heart that the ghostly aura paired with his photos was quite convincing. It immediately lifted the atmosphere of the article.
Although the article is marked anonymous, the Mad Hatter has carefully tracked down the author. His name is Ikeda Masataka, who was once an employee of Shiroji Pharmaceutical. Judging by the time, he should have been colleagues with the Miyano couple at that time.
"So the place in the photo is the small clinic run by the Miyano couple?"
Kawakamiji reasoned,
“After Baijiu Pharmaceutical collapsed, the couple probably returned to their hometown to open a clinic.
Masataka Ikeda went to the hospital for another check-up after visiting an old friend and found out that it was a false alarm. Although there is no evidence, we can boldly imagine that Ikeda’s old friends are Mr. and Mrs. Miyano..."
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But this bit of information is not enough to be considered important intelligence by the Mad Hatter.
There were quite a few employees who worked at Shiroji Pharmaceutical with the Miyanos. Counting security guards, cleaners and other miscellaneous staff, there would be even more. What was special about Ikeda Masataka other than being misdiagnosed?
Thinking of this, Kawakamiji stopped flipping through the information.
He and the Mad Hatter have known each other for several years, but have never met. Unless the Mad Hatter knew Kawakami Tsumugi from other sources, he could not have known what that photo meant to him.
Putting his thoughts aside, Kawakami Tsumugi clicked on another picture in the folder.
It was a series of inspection sheets, and looking over time, he discovered something was wrong.
"Misdiagnosis? It seems that it was not a misdiagnosis, but a recovery."
In his essay recording the aftermath of the disaster, Masataka Ikeda described that he only went to the hospital for two check-ups, and the series of check-ups were completely inconsistent with what he said.
According to the inspection list, he has to check it almost every other week.
"Examinations from at least three authoritative hospitals have shown that Ikeda suffers from chronic granular leukemia. The symptoms are obvious and the probability of being misdiagnosed is almost zero."
Kawakamiji said to himself,
"The last three tests were at private hospitals and the results showed he had no problems."
What was special about Masataka Ikeda’s actions during this period? He visited his old friend.
And his old friends are probably the Miyano couple.
"So the winery's potion is that powerful? This was almost twenty years ago..."
Kawakamiji was a little depressed, and couldn't help but have an inexplicable comparison mentality.
If it were him, it was still unknown whether he could come up with a drug to treat leukemia. Although he is now working in the action team, Kawakami is still confident in his scientific research level.
As for why I didn’t feel this sense of comparison with Shirley in the first place...
First, Tsumugi Kawakami has been in the research field for at most two years. Unlike Shirley, who was trained by the organization with all its resources; but because of aptx4869, Kawakami thought for a while that he could take over, but rejuvenation and the like are too much. That's nonsense, there's no need to jump into this trap.
The age gap can be explained entirely by how early she entered the industry. Unless Shirley can really perfect the aptx series, Kawakami Kei will maintain that their level is only half the same.
And Shirley is quite cute, and it’s fun to bully...
Hyperamnesia ensured that these information were completely imprinted in Kawakami's mind, so he completely destroyed the information without any burden.
Then Kawakami contacted Barolo.
[I need help, Qian Muliang, to help me investigate the information of two people: Miyano Hiroshi and Miyano Elena. 】
Immediately afterwards, he sent the photo again.
[Also, do you think this child looks like me? 】
…………
Masataka Ikeda has a habit before going to bed: drink three glasses of red wine to help him sleep.
The wine glass is not big and is made of high-quality ceramics, which is more suitable for holding tea.
This habit was developed after he was reborn. Before he was diagnosed with leukemia, Masataka Ikeda had always treated his body with a pious attitude. He did not drink, smoke, eat high-calorie fried foods, or even stay up late.
But the disease still found him, which seemed ironic.
So after this, he figured it out. Of course, even if I have been self-disciplined for so long and let myself go, I can't make any waves - just drink three glasses of wine every night.
Ikeda Masataka opened the hardcover box on his bedside, and inside lay his precious ceramic cup. He carefully took it out, but his eyes suddenly became blurry.
The hand dropped weakly, and the ceramic cup fell under the influence of gravity, but was caught by the other hand.
Black hands, black windbreaker, face as pale as a mask, and black eyes, like an owl - the kind with a white face.
who is it……?
Masataka Ikeda raised his head slowly. He couldn't see the face of the visitor clearly, but he heard a voice, a gentle male voice:
"Next, let me ask you, okay?"
A photo was delivered to him and gradually enlarged, taking Masataka Ikeda back to the past in an instant.
At that time, he had half a foot in the netherworld, and every road in front of him led to Santu River.
"Who is this little boy in the picture?"
"I, I don't know..." Ikeda Masataka fell into a daze, "I have never seen this child. Elena should know that he is in her clinic."
"Elena, she is a very gentle doctor." The visitor sighed softly, "She gave you a new life, right, and drove away the leukemia demon..."
"Yes!" Ikeda Masataka suddenly became excited, "I am already dying and my condition is getting worse. She is my angel! At that time, I had to take medicine regularly. When I took medicine, I put the medicine bottle on Elena On the table, I took the wrong one. I took the cold medicine from Elena’s clinic..."
"Then what?"
Seeing Ikeda Masataka stop and seem to be overwhelmed by emotions, the visitor asked.
“After that visit, my health gradually improved and those diseased white blood cells disappeared, which was a complete miracle!
Elena doesn't admit it, but I know it must be the effect of that medicine. After all, Miyano Atsushi is a 'mad scientist'..."
Having said this, Masataka Ikeda's face showed fear, and he trembled and murmured:
"I know that such a miracle cannot happen in the world. I know that Elena and the others disappeared. I can't let others find me. It is a misdiagnosis. My disease is just a misdiagnosis..."
"You are the one who took Elena away!" Ikeda screamed, "Are you going to kill me! You are going to kill -"
Masataka Ikeda felt a pain in his neck, as something was injected into his neck.
The fear that surged into his heart suddenly dissipated. His whole body felt warm, and his thoughts were floating lightly in the clouds, but sleepiness pulled him back to the ground.
"You just had a nightmare."
"I just...had a nightmare..." Masataka Ikeda repeated.
The visitor nodded with satisfaction and planned to leave, but Masataka Ikeda was still fighting against sleepiness: "Wine...I haven't drunk the wine yet..."
He heard helpless laughter.
Then I felt something coming to Masataka Ikeda's mouth. He tasted the sweetness of red wine. One cup, two cups, three cups. no more, no less.
Masataka Ikeda was satisfied. After having a nightmare, he finally slipped into a dreamless sleep.
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