I Play Yu-Gi-Oh! Card Game

Sixteen years ago.

That was not long after Ushio took up his post at the Public Security Bureau. At that time, he was just a newcomer, a low-level guard in the bureau, full of ambition, dreaming of solving major cases and catching vicious criminals in a Riding Duel.

As a newcomer, his daily work schedule was packed. He didn't even have time to go to the toilet throughout the day, and even ate while sitting on his police D-Wheel.

Sometimes he received a mission just after he started eating, and he had to throw away his lunch that he had just eaten a few bites and immediately ride the D-Wheel to the scene.

The most annoying thing was that even if he went there in a hurry, he only found that they were all trivial matters, not worth the unfinished lunch at all.

But overall, Ushio still liked this job.

Nowadays, D-Wheels were everywhere, and perpetual motion machines had become an indispensable part of people's daily lives.

But in sixteen years ago, the first generation of perpetual motion machines had just started to operate, and that thing was still quite new. In contrast, using perpetual motion machines to drive new duel equipment called D-Wheel was still a rare commodity.

If it weren't for his identity as a security guard, Ushio would not have been able to buy a D-Wheel on his own.

At that time, everyone was ecstatic about the birth of Momentum, and the emergence of Riding Duel pushed the game of Duel Monsters to an unprecedented high. At that time, the eternal rainbow light of the perpetual motion machine was the beacon of the entire city, a torch that illuminated the future of human civilization and guided mankind to the path of evolution.

But at that time, almost everyone forgot that although fire could lead mankind to a brand new future, it could also bring destruction.

The night before, a phone call pulled Ushio out of bed. He answered the phone with sleepy eyes and a bit of annoyance for having his sleep interrupted, and asked unhappily: "Who?"

"It's me." The other end of the phone was a man, his voice anxious and tired.

"Who?" Ushio didn't hear it and began to wonder if it was a scam call.

"It's me, Murakami. We went to the same high school. When you were the discipline committee member, you often snatched my lunch, remember?"

Ushio sobered up a little, and the image of a nerd wearing glasses emerged in his mind.

He quickly remembered something and said in surprise: "Wait, Murakami? Aren't you wanted?"

If he remembered correctly, he just saw the wanted order for this guy in the police station yesterday. However, in fact, he didn't need to be a guard to see that, because Murakami's wanted order was just reported in the news a while ago.

An old classmate who was wanted called himself, a guard of the Public Security Bureau? Didn't think he was caught fast enough?

"I remember you worked for the Kaiba Corp before, right?" Ushio frowned and asked, "They said you sold confidential information to foreign forces. The Kaiba Corp sent people to the bureau a few days ago and asked us to cooperate with the arrest.

You realize that if I report you, it will be a great achievement, right?"

Murakami was silent for a moment and said, "I was wronged. What they said is not true at all. The reason why I was wanted is not because of selling confidential information, but because…

…Forget it, you only need to know that the news actually blurred the key information. I swear that 90% of the content that the Kaiba Corp told you is false.

But the fact is that until I was wanted, I was a key technician in the Momentum development department."

Ushio was surprised: "Momentum? Is it the perpetual motion machine?"

"The machine that keeps the whole city lit up forever, yes that's right." Murakami said, "That's the department I work in."

"Then why don't they confess the truth?"

"Because I discovered some secrets in the maintenance of Momentum." Murakami said in a deep voice, "Some secrets that they tried hard to cover up and didn't want anyone to know.

They wanted everything to be covered up so much that they didn't hesitate to kill everyone who knew the secret."

"Huh?" Ushio didn't come back to his senses, "Brother, are you drunk?"

The birth of the perpetual motion machine was an epoch-making milestone in the history of human civilization, marking the beginning of a new era for human civilization, and it gave everyone hope for the future.

But it sounded like this old classmate meant that behind the shining light of hope of Momentum, there was a darkness that must be covered up even at the cost of blood.

"Whether you believe me or not, this is the truth."

Murakami's breathing became more and more rapid, and his voice sounded more nervous.

"It doesn't matter if you don't believe me. But let's do this. I'll give you an address at two o'clock tomorrow afternoon. How about you come here to find me?

You are a guard and I am a fugitive. It should be natural for you to arrest me, right?"

Ushio was even more confused.

"What are you talking about? Why are you doing this?"

"Because I have no one else I can trust." Murakami said, "But before that, you have to agree to one condition of mine."

"You tell me first." Ushio said, "Only after you tell me can I decide whether to agree."

"You must go to a place to get something first, something that is extremely important and may rewrite the future of mankind. After arresting me, keep that thing well, and don't tell anyone about it."

"Wait, if I don't know what it is, I can't agree to it rashly."

"In short, it is definitely not something involving ‘selling secrets'." He said, "Or, at least wait until you see what that thing is, and then decide whether to agree to my conditions, okay?"

"Uh, okay."

The other party had made such a concession, and Ushio really couldn't think of any reason to refuse.

And for Ushio, this was indeed a good opportunity. After all, Murakami was now the focus of the arrest of the bureau, and the Kaiba Corp had repeatedly pressured them to speed up the progress. As a newcomer, if he could arrest this person, his future career would undoubtedly be much smoother.

Therefore, the next day, according to the instructions of the other party, Ushio rushed to the place he specified and took the thing that the other party asked him to keep.

As the other party said, the thing seemed to have nothing to do with the crime of "selling secrets" against Murakami, at least on the surface.

It was just a card.

And it was just a white card, without any patterns or words, it looked like it had not been printed yet.

Ushio really didn't understand how such a white card was so precious, so he put it in his pocket without thinking much.

He originally thought that he would wait until the agreed time in the afternoon and ask Murakami in person what was going on with this white card, but he didn't expect that he couldn't wait until that time.

On this day, the super-large perpetual motion reactor out-of-control accident that shocked the world, "Zero Reverse", occurred.

The next time Ushio saw Murakami, the latter was on the list of confirmed casualties of the "Zero Reverse" accident.

He never had the chance to ask in person what the meaning of this blank card was.