The establishment of the Time Travelers Alliance began in the first year of Conan

Chapter 77: Dr. Agasa tries to threaten fate (please vote at the beginning of the month! Subscribe)
The moment the thought of making a phone call came to my mind.

Dr. Agasa immediately rushed to the phone on the table under the puzzled gaze of his assistant.

"Will! Come help me cut the phone cord!"

The old man showed a dexterity that he shouldn't have had. He immediately picked up the scissors on the laboratory table and cut the telephone wire.

Unfortunately,

There are no moments in time itself.

That one moment, or perhaps for the rest of eternity.

The world is not on Dr. Agasa's side.

The darkness invaded Dr. Agasa's eyes like a loyal dog hearing a whistle. His eyes immediately became cloudy, and his vision became dim and chaotic.

It is normal for an old person to have blurry eyes.

The shelf of the laboratory table immediately fell apart due to metal fatigue caused by the slight vibration. The heavy table top was about to fall on Dr. Agasa, and the only pair of scissors was about to be thrown to the other side of the living room.

All the equipment on Dr. Agasa's body that maintained the stability of his "reality" immediately lit up red.

"Warning! The device has entered emergency mode. The current stability of reality that can be maintained is 2 minutes and 31 seconds remaining—"

Dr. Agasa, who was pinned under the table, began to breathe heavily, but he knew he had to continue acting immediately.

The current reality is not stable enough for the [story timeline] to directly modify his own thoughts and actions. The story line can only use coincidences close to "reality" to hinder him.

"Two minutes left!" he yelled to his assistant, "Help me move this table! Or pull the phone line!"

The next moment he saw Will, who was halfway through the run, slowly falling to the ground while holding his heart.

"Damn, damn, damn!"

This really made Dr. Agasa burst into curses. He knew that the [story timeline] required him to choose between his assistant and cutting the phone line.

The kindness in Dr. Agasa's heart once again wavered him.

Until he saw Will lying on the ground, reaching for the scissors and throwing them at him.

"Next, Doctor!"

Anyone could hear the pain in his voice. Beads of sweat appeared on Will's head, and the pain in his heart made his whole body tremble.

This young man has always longed to devote himself to a great cause. He believes in his own feelings, and the old man in front of him gives him an inexplicable sense of intimacy.

"I trust you, Doctor! Leave me alone!"

"Oh!"

The bolt that locked the door suddenly broke, and the door was pushed open heavily by the air, exposing the entire living room.

The molecules in the air seemed to suddenly decide to move in a certain direction, and a strong wind suddenly surged in the space of the villa, even blowing the scissors off their trajectory in the air.

"Warning! The device has entered emergency mode. The current stability of reality that can be maintained is 1 minute and 31 seconds..."

The harsh sound still echoed in the living room, and Dr. Agasa finally pushed away the table that was pressing down on him.

He never knew that the telephone cord in his arms was so long, and the connection to the wall was so solid.

Dr. Agasa had already tried pulling the connected telephone line with all his strength.

It didn't move at all, and the telephone wire in its hand was as solid as if it were made of cement.

I have to get those scissors!

So, the blind Dr. Agasa began to crawl in the direction of the sound of the scissors falling to the ground that he had just heard.

"Ding ding ding ding——"

The chandelier in the living room suddenly shattered, and the glass crystals scattered evenly all over the floor.

Obviously, it would be dangerous to continue, unless Dr. Agasa risked being scratched by the glass or tripping over it.

He even thought that the chandelier might have buried the scissors.

Time is running out.

Dr. Agasa knew that his attempt would fail this time.

He has tried his best.

Even his assistant paid the price, which might be his life.

Is this the result I got in the end?

"Warning! The device has entered emergency mode. The current stability of reality that can be maintained is 0 minute and 45 seconds..."

Dr. Agasa looked at the red phone in his arms.

In his cloudy eyes, the red color burned seductively, lying quietly in his arms like the forbidden fruit of Adam and Eve.

The fruit of the "tree of the knowledge of good and evil" begged and forced him to take a bite.

Dr. Agasa was still unwilling to give up.

He continued to make a final struggle -

He strapped all of his reality anchors onto his chest and one of his arms, then adjusted the reality anchor's radius to its lowest setting.

"Warning! A readjustment of the stable reality range has been detected. The current reality stability that can be maintained is 5 minutes and 42 seconds..."

"Okay, I'll make the call," he said.

The next second, Dr. Agasa's vision cleared up, and he saw Will's chest rise and fall slightly. Even the breeze in the living room obediently swept the broken glass and dust aside.

This is what happens when there is no alliance——

The power of the [story timeline] can be truly exerted in the [loop].

Time is the power that weaves destiny.

Dr. Agasa didn't know who he was talking to. He even knew that he didn't need to speak, because he knew that for the [story timeline], his own timeline had already been clearly seen by it.

But Dr. Agasa still spoke.

He began to try to threaten "fate" and threaten the [story timeline].

"Logically speaking, I don't know that Conan just called Xiaolan, and Conan didn't ask me to really help him cover up such a lie."

"That's what happened in the [real timeline]," Dr. Agasa said, revealing a ferocity of someone who was cornered. "I'm not supposed to know that in this 'story'."

"But you pushed half of me over there! You showed me the truth!"

"You try to understand the dynamics of reality, try to react to the alliance!"

Dr. Agasa understands the instinct of the [story timeline]. Like reality, it always wants to continue forever rather than become dependent on the other party.

And I am the spy buried in reality by the [story timeline].

"You also exploited my intelligence and understanding of 'reality'. You attempted to make me influence the short-lived reality after the end of the [Cycle]."

"You think I won't let go now that you know the truth, right? You think you have me for sure—"

"But you are wrong!"

Dr. Agasa didn't know why he suddenly became so nervous. He touched the device on his chest with the hand that had stabilized reality.

"The device has been adjusted to [Amnesiac] - [Reset Cycle Mode]."

The instrument made a cold sound.

"What if I erase that part of my 'reality'? What if I choose to reset my 'personality' back to the original, ignorant Dr. Agasa?"

Dr. Agasa's voice rang out in the empty living room.

Suddenly, all the sounds of the wind disappeared, and only his voice echoed.

He uttered the possible answer in a trembling voice.

"There's a good chance I'll become Dr. Agasa again, right?"

"Dr. Agasa in the story shouldn't know what happened in 'reality', let alone the phone call Conan and Xiaolan made under my guidance just now——"

"I'll forget all this and go back to my original character, right?"

Dr. Agasa said this to the [Story Timeline].

"Do you want to make a bet with me? Can you continue to influence Conan's thoughts now that he has focused his attention on Xiaolan?"

"Are you betting on the possibility of Xiaolan breaking through her 'personality', the possibility of me, Professor Agasa, interfering with reality, and being completely unaware of all the plans and arrangements of the future alliance?!"

The reality stabilization device on his arm lit up green again.

"No forced timeline fluctuations have been detected yet. Reality stabilization equipment..."

"call--"

Dr. Agasa fell to the ground and immediately called an ambulance.

His assistant was still lying on the ground waiting for rescue!
Then the idea of not making the call immediately popped into his mind.

"Warning! Reality Stabilization Device…"

He knew that this seemed to be the limit of his resistance in this cycle that the story timeline allowed.

"Okay, I'll make the call."

He got up from the ground and placed his hand, which was covered with reality stabilization equipment, on the memory reset button on his chest.

"But at the same time, the phone call that helped you with Conan's case was the limit of what I could accept."

"Any attempt you make to manipulate me and lead Xiaolan towards another possible development will make me reset myself immediately."

"You should be aware of the consequences of my actions. After all, you are the timeline, right?"

So, ten minutes before Conan stepped onto the stairs of Maori's office, Dr. Agasa completed that phone call.

Although I didn't increase Xiaolan's suspicion this time, it was already very good to be able to maintain my past achievements.

He collapsed on the messy ground without any hesitation.

Dr. Agasa turned his head and looked at the scissors lying on the ground a few meters away from him. It was not as far away as he thought, or buried by the fallen chandelier.

The scissors lay quietly beside him, reflecting the afterglow of the sunset shining through the porch.

Immediately afterwards, Dr. Agasa reached out and grabbed the scissors.

Then--

He fiercely cut the red telephone wire in his arms.

This is just the beginning.

he thinks.

(End of this chapter)