klisemfg Chapter 1158 Reversing the Flow of Time
Chapter 1158 Reversing the Flow of Time
There was no need for the young man to introduce himself, Takuya Itakura guessed his identity.
When the reckless young man promised to solve his problems and offered him conditions that he couldn't refuse, he was not interested in the so-called conditions.
When the group of men in black said they wanted to cooperate, they offered him a lot of money. As soon as he refused to cooperate, they turned against him and threatened and harassed him.
Can we still expect these guys who don’t look like law-abiding citizens to understand what cooperation and sincerity are?
So when that arrogant guy showed a condescending smile with some arrogance and pity, Itakura Taku was not moved at all. Instead, he began to reflect on whether he had acted too carelessly, what aspects he needed to improve, and how to escape from new threats with more terrifying means.
did not expect……
To Tang Ze, Takujun Itakura was wrongly accusing others.
He was not condescending at all, he just showed a very ordinary and sincere smile. It was Taku Itakura who was afraid of him because of the previous incident, so it was Taku Itakura's fault for adding a filter to him without permission.
"Will it recur again..."
Itakura Taku pressed his fingertips back and forth on his eyelids for a while, and his eyeballs could clearly feel the squeezing sensation.
Real, healthy, intact eyes...
"If you continue to overuse your eyes, staying up late, and working without restraint, then they will," Asai Narimi replied calmly. "We can only give you a pair of healthy eyes. At most, they'll last a little longer than yours because they're in good condition. But if you abuse them again, I'm afraid you won't be able to afford the price next time."
This is not a threat, it is a fact.
No one has yet tested whether it would be useful for someone who has been reversed to the past by APTX to take it again if they grow and age again.
Yes, it was not Hexue but Kexue that achieved the medical miracle this time.
At present, the work on the antidote for APTX4869 is still in progress and there is not much progress, but Haibara Ai has already done a lot of tests on the intact APTX itself.
She didn't want this medicine to be used as an elixir of immortality, and the side effects of taking it directly were also unknown.
Look at Vermouth, who has achieved almost the same effect. The inner pain has tormented her for so many years, and no one knows the consequences of going against the will of heaven.
Is this kind of longevity really what humans need?
Soon, she began to try to develop more possibilities for this drug in the clinical field, for example, by injecting a diluent to directly turn back the "time" of a certain organ.
Strictly speaking, they didn't cure Itakura Taku's eyes, but rather restored them to a time more than five years ago, before they were damaged by work in the CG rendering field.
"I didn't expect that he... I was just saying, just saying..." Itakura Taku fumbled for a while excitedly, feeling the clear vision that he had not seen for many years.
"He just said, 'I don't lack money now, and I don't want anything else. Can you still make me healthy again?'" Asai Narumi repeated his conversation with Karasawa and was not surprised by his reaction.
According to Itakura Taku's original condition, it is not an exaggeration to say that he has regained his sight now, which is normal.
Of course, this sentence did not mean that he really wanted the other party to give him health, it was just a rhetorical question with a hint of sarcasm.
So when it really happens, the shock it causes is extraordinary.
Itakura Taku looked at the young doctor who always had a lukewarm attitude, thought for a moment, and pointed to his heart tremblingly.
Could it be said that they...
"Work hard." Asai Narimi didn't respond directly this time. He turned around and grabbed the door handle of the ward. "There's no point in paying the full price before seeing any results. Think of your eyes as a down payment. You know how to contact him. Please keep working hard."
Itakura Taku looked at the surgery notice that fell on his legs and clutched the paper tightly.
Some basic algorithms of artificial intelligence and the development of special medical software...
It's a bit challenging, but at the end of the day, isn't it just a normal job? He does it.
"You really won't use it in areas where it shouldn't be used, right? He promised..."
Itakura Taku was thinking, and before Asai Narumi took a step forward, he couldn't help but confirm again.
Asai Narumi did not respond, but just glanced at him sideways.
Although he didn't say anything, his bossy demeanor of not bothering to explain was evident in his words.
Itakura Taku thought about the request that the young man gave him, slowly exhaled, and didn't think or ask any more questions.
Someone was able to cure his eyes like this overnight, and it was a medical software. It would be too exaggerated to be suspicious and suspect that the other party wanted to use the software to harm people.
The main reason was that the new boss's method of urging for updates was a bit too direct, which made people feel uneasy. He felt that he couldn't stand it a second time, so he decided to be honest.
After leaving the ward, Asai Narumi walked out without looking around. When he met other doctors and nurses, he smiled, nodded and greeted them, as if they were really employees of this hospital. He quickly left the ward in a natural state.
He didn't answer, not because he was too disdainful to answer, but because he had guessed some of Tang Ze's purpose.
It's true that this software can be used to harm people.
But since the person being harmed isn't a good person, then it's not a bad thing, right?
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"'For the sake of all mankind'..." Conan read the words on the screen with a frown on his face.
Has Taku Itakura developed the same habit of boasting as developers in technology companies after developing emerging technologies for so long?
What does "The reason I stopped developing this software, besides because of my worsening eyesight, was for the sake of all mankind" mean? Does he think that the software he developed is enough to destroy mankind?
As a programmer, he felt that he could do something that even the organization might not be able to do.
"The entire human race can be threatened by software. That's too fragile..." commented Dr. Agasa, who was standing by and drinking coffee and eating biscuits.
The two of them have been studying the information in Itakura Taku's computer.
The surveillance video is missing from the part where the door is opened.
It looked like it had been post-processed, but Dr. Agasa took a look and found no signs of post-editing. It was very likely that the picture was interfered with at the time.
Perhaps for the same reason, even if the audio is recorded, it is distorted and tiny, and not many keywords can be extracted.
All I could tell was that the person who walked into the room noticed Itakura Taku and probably beat him up or used some threatening tactics.
When the scene resumed, it was the part where Ryusuke Soma returned to the room for the second time and saw Taku Itakura sitting there with his head down, motionless. He reached out to check his breath and pulse, then untied the things that bound the other person and moved him to the desk.
Conan did not explore this issue for the time being, but clicked on Itakura Taku's diary and began to check the hidden text.
His guess was correct. The parts in white were basically related to the organization.
Among these hidden texts, Itakura Taku mentioned that he developed a certain software and shared the demo and some codes on the relevant programmer forum, which attracted the attention of a man who called himself Tequila. He was approached by the man, who hoped that he would further develop and improve the software and was willing to pay him for it.
Itakura Taku felt that this was not appropriate. Firstly, he had done it out of interest at the time, and he had no idea whether it could meet other people's needs in the future. Secondly, he felt that further development of this software was not only meaningless, but even dangerous.
However, after he declined, he noticed signs of intrusion in his studio a few days later.
The pen on the table was 5 centimeters away from where he had placed it, and the drawer had been opened.
Even if someone tampered with his computer, even if he cleared his diary, he still noticed that the thin wire he placed on the keyboard was broken.
All this made Itakura Taku, who already had a serious paranoia, feel deeply troubled and terrified.
He tried many ways to stop the other party, including changing the locks, making them more complicated, and even installing hidden cameras like this time, but they were all of little use.
This harassment lasted for more than half a year. Tequila came to him in March, and the feeling that he was being constantly monitored and invaded continued until January of the following year.
Because these actions caused nervous breakdown, Itakura Taku was like a frightened bird, living in fear that his life was threatened at any time. Finally, he couldn't stand it anymore and expressed compromise.
He left a note on his desk saying, "I'm willing to accept your terms, please stop ruining my life."
The next day, the invader gave him a response.
The note was replaced by another message with only the word "OK" written in red and a phone number on it.
After contacting the other party, Itakura Taku put forward his own conditions, requiring the other party to pay the deposit to his account first, and then stop the surveillance and control that showed no respect for him.
Everything finally calmed down and he resumed software development.
Then there is the part that Conan is reading now, 10 months later.
He felt that he was unable to complete and was unwilling to complete the final development of the software. He also felt that these people's methods were unusual and that his rash refusal might bring security threats.
So he decided to just give up.
"He decided to return the unfinished software and the deposit, then flee abroad to hide." Dr. Agasa pushed his glasses up, feeling a bit sympathetic. "Even if no one comes looking for him, it's still very dangerous for him to do this."
The organization is not only active in Japan. No matter where Itakura Taku goes, it is difficult to say whether he has fallen into a trap.
At least he has stable social relationships in Japan. If someone goes missing, someone will call the police and the client will hire a detective to look for the person. But if he doesn't tell anyone and goes abroad alone, he will definitely become a missing person.
"He lacked an understanding of the organization's scale, so of course he had illusions." Conan didn't belittle Itakura Taku's actions, but instead sighed, "Are these contents that follow useless now?"
Later in the article, Itakura Taku mentioned that the other party said that they would send him an email at 12 o'clock in the evening 5 days later to inform him of the delivery time and place, and asked him to do as the content of the email said.
But he was found by the organization...
"Well, the previous surveillance video was also very strange. Shinichi, you just said that the owner of this diary is not dead, right? It's the slightly bald guy who was attacked in the video." Dr. Agasa touched his chin.
Conan turned his head and silently glanced at the doctor's bald head. He said nothing and nodded.
The doctor, unaware of Conan's gaze, shook his head. "Even if this was the murderer's first time attacking someone and he was probably too nervous, he wouldn't be unable to tell whether the person was dead or not. You said the surveillance footage the police saw..."
"Well, that part of the surveillance footage shows that when Itakura Taku was lying on the desk, he was still alive. He had obvious reactions and was twitching slightly..." Conan also frowned.
What is the situation with these contradictory surveillance videos?
Did the organization do something in the middle, or was this how Taku Itakura deceived the murderer and successfully survived?
However, Conan had some ideas about who the person was who came to him.
Since it was such an important commission - judging from the content, the person that Itakura Taku contacted directly was most likely Vermouth - it seemed reasonable to find a codenamed member to come and deal with this issue.
The young man, codenamed "Member", found Itakura Taku in hiding and went to threaten him directly...
Conan took a deep breath and temporarily shifted his attention back to the diary in front of him.
There was also hidden text behind the diary entry that revealed the client's murderous intentions and indicated that the three men had found him and that he was probably going to change hotels.
This is a memory as Itakura Taku describes past connections.
He was emotionally broken by the invasion and harassment he had experienced before, and was questioning who the other party was and why they were doing this. The woman on the other end of the line, with a sexy but strong voice, smiled and gave him an answer.
"We can be both of God and the devil.
SInce We're trying to raise the dead against the stream of time.」
"We are both God and devil, because we want to reverse the flow of time..."
“… to bring the dead to life.”
Conan's shoulders shrunk and he turned to look behind him.
Ai Haibara, with her hands behind her back, had stood there at some point, looking at the old man and the young man who were acting furtively in front of the computer with an indescribable expression.
It was obvious that Haibara Ai did not see what was on the screen when she said that just now, but she just spoke directly.
Obviously, she knew what was on the screen.
"What terrible thing have you found?" The little girl crossed her arms, revealing a disgruntled expression that was so familiar to both of them, one that didn't match her appearance. "Why didn't you tell me? If I hadn't noticed it by now, what would you have imagined?"
"Uh..." Conan smiled awkwardly, but his fingers instinctively tapped twice on the keyboard quickly.
He quietly closed the document on the screen.