Accommodation room.

Musashino returned to his new bedroom.

In addition to the sleeping bed, there is also a desk and bookcase, and a few pots of bonsai made of plastic flowers are placed in the window.

He lay down on the bed and took out the papers in the file bag:

Decision and Certification of Musashino's Dispatch of Observation

"What an ugly picture."

The first few pages are all basic information obtained from the medical examination at the Metropolitan Police Department.

It wasn't until the last two that the transcendent genes were recorded.

The comprehensive score of the extraordinary gene is 22.9 points.

(This data is for reference only)

(Tokyo Metropolitan Police Department does not make any guarantee for this, and has the final right to interpret the score)〗

"22.9 points?"

Musashino frowned:

"Huh? Not right......"

He recalled the day at the Metropolitan Police Department, when he was screened for extraordinary genes.

The doctor first sticks a very small probe into the vein, and then a rising histogram appears on the screen of the instrument connected to the probe.

Where the histogram rises.

It is the final comprehensive score of the extraordinary gene.

The score ranges from 0~100 points, which seems to be related to the total number of variant bases on the chromosome and the proportion of dominant gene segments.

In fact, among ordinary people, there are not many people who carry extraordinary genes.

That's about 30 percent.

It's just that the vast majority of these thirty percent will not awaken their transcendent characteristics in their lifetime, and even if they eat the mutant core, it will only cause diarrhea and discharge.

Even a few people with a rating of 90 or more have been valued and cultivated by the survival area.

As a result, they are all dying of old age, and no one has reached the Tier 1 mutation.

In short, it's very metaphysical.

At present, the "Extraordinary Gene Comprehensive Score" project is a symbolic process, and it is rarely used as an authoritative reference.

Musashino remembers that there was a long queue at the Metropolitan Police Department's medical examination center that day.

Except for the doctors and nurses sitting next to the medical equipment, there are police officers with fierce looks and electric shock batons in their hands.

After all, you can be sent here for a medical examination......

None of them are simple characters.

Some of them covered their eyes with black cloths, some of them were covered with scars, and there were big men with muscles and muscles whose eyes were floating everywhere, grinning from time to time, and suddenly showing a philosophical smile at him.

Sandwiched between these gang leaders, Musashino appears weak, pitiful, and helpless.

Finally, it was his turn to do the test.

Probe penetration.

After the instrument beeps twice, the display suddenly goes black, and it takes about five seconds before returning to normal.

Immediately after, the bar chart sprang up like a rocket!

It goes straight over all the score zones and reaches the top in an instant!

Musashino didn't feel anything.

I just feel that the "check-in system" attached to the pupil is constantly beating.

BOOM——

Suddenly, the cable connecting the probe exploded, and the instrument failed to short-circuit on the spot.

The nurse in charge of recording almost dropped her jaw.

"What's the situation?"

When they arranged for the backup equipment to be activated and retested, Musashino closed his eyes in time to stop the system from being active.

This time, the test score was normal:

The overall rating is 60.9 points.

Just passing.

Although months have passed, Musashino remembers it clearly.

"It's weird."

The test is obviously a passing score, but why is there only more than 20 points recorded here?

On this page of the archive, there are a large number of traces of black markers.

It seems that some of the text has been smeared.

Musashino turned the page to the back and aimed it at the light.

However, the marks of the marker are too heavy, and it is impossible to see what the original handwriting is.

"Shhh

"What was written before."

Unfortunately, I don't have the ability to retrace historical images through still life, as I did with the "omniscient Laplace" that I did.

Musashino floated over with a spirit clone and looked at it.

Old Sakai was older and had fallen asleep a long time ago.

As......

I sent my soul down on him so that I could know the answer immediately.

Anyway, most of the people in this hospital, Musashino had exchanged souls with them in dreams when he was conducting experiments in the past.

The black box for the soul is activated.

When Musashino opened his eyes again, his body had already turned into that of old Sakai.

The spirit clone took the file and floated in through the crack in the door.

He flipped to the smeared page.

And silently recited a passage that old Sakai often muttered when he was playing with cultural relics:

"Looking down on the Lord of the past and the future, the all-knowing symbol of existence, Thy name Laplace.

"I beg you to bend down and listen to my cry.

"Give me the wisdom to know the past.

"Redeem me, O gracious Laplace, from my ignorance."

Five minutes passed.

Uh, it seems that the god that old Sakai believes in, the signal at home doesn't seem to be smooth?

Whoop -

Just as Musashino was about to leave, the surface of the page finally rippled.

A blurry image came to mind.

"It's coming!"

The place where the images are presented is a closed archive room, and various files are arranged on the shelves in an orderly manner.

It should be the file repository of the Metropolitan Police Department.

The doorknob turned, and a man dressed in black pushed the door open.

TA rummaged through the shelves for a few minutes, and finally pulled out a brown paper file bag with precision.

Musashino frowned.

Because the cover of this file is marked with his name.

The man in black turned to the extraordinary genetic identification page, quickly sketched out the original test results with a marker, and rewrote it in imitation of the original handwriting:

The comprehensive score of the extraordinary gene is 22.9 points.

At the same time, TA also retrieved a note card from the file that Musashino had never seen.

Musashino concentrates on mental power.

Roughly distinguish the handwriting of the remarks on the card:

The person's transcendent gene score exceeds 60 points, and he has a history of frequent destruction, and it is suspected that the transcendent gene has been dominantly expressed.

Recommended Repatriation to the Advanced Appraisal Center of the Survival Area for Observation and Protection

The Man in Black then places a new card in:

There is no very special situation in the physical fitness test of the personnel, and it will be handled according to the ordinary process.

The new card is also stamped with the big red seal of the Tokyo Metropolitan Police Department.

But I don't know if it's true or not.

Seeing this, Musashino raised his eyebrows:

"That is, if the file is not tampered with, I may be in the identification center of the living area right now?"

And not the IPO organization of Kiyose Fujimi Hospital!

"Who is this guy?"

The first thing Musashino thought of was Kogoro Suzuki.

After all, the bald captain did spend a lot of effort in order to recruit new members of the branch and get rid of the "glorious title" of the worst branch of the IPO year.

But......

Captain Suzuki's personality doesn't look like he dares to sneak into the Metropolitan Police Department to tamper with files.

The imagery is about to dissipate.

Musashino summoned his spiritual power to the extreme, wanting to see the appearance and characteristics of the man in black.

It's a pity that this guy is very tightly wrapped.

Judging from the slightly chubby body type, it is obviously not Kogoro Suzuki.

The man in black put the file back in place and walked briskly towards the door, and with the help of this relatively distant perspective, Musashino saw TA's back.

Overall, nothing special.

But he was hooded under the hat on the back of his head......

It was very uneven, as if it had grown into a few hideous tumors, and it was still slowly wriggling.

"This guy seems to be ......"

Not human!

The picture came to an abrupt end here.

"Shhhh

Musashino folds the archives:

"It seems......

"I was sent to Kiyose Fujimi Hospital, and there are secrets that even Director Suzuki doesn't know."