Fight the monsters before 8 am

Miwako Sato looked at the envelope on the ground and picked it up with a puzzled look.

The envelope is quite heavy and feels thick, so it should not just contain a piece of letter paper.

When Miwako Sato turned the envelope over and saw her name written in neon letters on it, her expression changed from confusion to solemnity.

At this time, she was still wearing clothes similar to training uniforms, but because she was a trainee and not a formal police officer, this black training uniform, although looking a bit rustic, was more like what ordinary people wore.

I reached out and touched my pocket, and everything in it was still there.

However, because she was going to train at the time, Miwako Sato put all her daily items in the locker, and her wallet and other things were not in the training uniform.

The pockets of the training uniform only contain things needed for training.

Miwako Sato took out a pair of gloves from her pocket, put them on her hands, and carefully opened the envelope.

There were several things in the envelope, including a hard card with her portrait printed on it, a card with an exposed IC chip, two ID cards with her photo on them, and two stacked pieces of letter paper.

With her barely fluent Chinese, she was able to identify what these things were.

The card with her portrait on it was her ID card, and the name written in the name column was "Zuo Hemei".

The card with the IC chip is a bank card.

As for the other two documents, they are a police officer's license and a motor vehicle driver's license.

When looking at the name Zuo Hemei, some fragments of memory flashed through Sato Miwako's mind. It seemed that someone had asked her what kind of pseudonym she would choose if she were to take a pseudonym.

Sato Miwako now has no idea whether this scene really happened or she imagined it. Even if it really happened, she can't remember whether she answered it.

After putting away these four things, Miwako Sato chose another piece of letter paper from the two folded pieces and opened it.

The letter paper is written in neon language and the font is quite nice.

However, Sato Miwako was not in the mood to appreciate the handwriting. The first sentence in the letter made Sato Miwako feel like her head had exploded, as if someone had hit her with a hammer.

The letter told Miwako Sato that she had traveled to another world, and gave a brief introduction to the country, city and year she was currently in.

After learning that she had traveled through time, what Miwako Sato wanted to see most was whether there was any way to get back.

But unfortunately, the letter did not contain any information on how to go back, and it did not even mention whether it was possible to return to the original world.

After giving a brief introduction to the country, city and era, the letter writer told Miwako Sato that he had learned from her that she wanted to become a police officer.

So he arranged a police job for Sato Miwako, hoping that Sato Miwako could live a good life after traveling through time.

At the end of the letter, the specific location of the police station and the reporting time are recorded.

After reading this letter, Sato Miwako unfolded another one. The other letter was written in Chinese. She could barely make out that it was a registration letter.

Chapter 249: Travels in the Future World, starring Miwako again

The registration letter was filled with official terms, and Sato Miwako had a hard time reading it. She read the letter half-read and half-guessed, and wrote down the most important information in it, which was to hand the letter to the staff at the registration office after arriving at the police station.

Although Sato Miwako had already seen the date information on the ultra-thin TV, to be on the safe side, she still asked the passengers around her about the current time in her rather poorly-sounding Chinese.

It has been confirmed that the registration date starts from tomorrow.

Afterwards, Sato Miwako took out the first piece of letter paper and tore off the last part that detailed the address of the police station. After all, the previous part about time travel could not be seen by others.

She took the piece of paper with the address on it and asked people nearby. A couple who looked like college students helped her. They found an A4 paper and drew a simple map from the train station to the municipal bureau on it. They also marked the landmark buildings along the way in the form of simple sketches.

Because Miwako Sato had a strange accent and spoke incoherently, the couple guessed that she was a foreigner. They wrote a request for help on the back of a piece of paper and told her that there were police booths near many intersections on the map, so if she couldn't find a solution, she could ask the police for help.

After thanking the college couple, Sato Miwako returned to her seat, feeling relieved.

She originally thought she would take a train to another place, but she didn't expect that the train station she was at was in the same city as the police station mentioned in the letter.

Miwako Sato read the first letter again. The other party could easily arrange for her to be taken to the police station. There must be something strange about it.

But Sato Miwako had nowhere to go now, so she might as well go to the place the writer mentioned.

At this time, Sato Miwako has somewhat accepted the fact that she has traveled through time. Everything she has experienced so far does not seem like a simulated scene set up by someone to play a prank on her.

Just now she saw the college student looking at the map on the square instrument, and also doing navigation, route design, and calling up real-time street view.

If someone in my time could make something like this, why would I bother with such tricks? If I just sold this instrument directly, it would have occupied the global market long ago.

Miwako Sato glanced at the time on TV. It was already evening. She did not plan to leave today, but decided to wait until early the next morning.

She had just observed that passengers had their tickets checked once at the security checkpoint at the entrance of the hall, so as long as she stayed there honestly, there should be no risk of being questioned as a homeless person or being expelled. Besides, the waiting hall was open all the time.

If I set out now, I would be in trouble if I don’t reach my destination before nightfall, so I might as well set out early tomorrow morning.

Miwako Sato stayed in the waiting hall all night, but she did not feel bored. She strolled around and observed various things of this era, many of which seemed new to her.

Early the next morning, Miwako Sato left the waiting hall and walked towards her destination according to the hand-drawn map.

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"Wait a minute! You walked here from the train station?" Natsume Mika said in surprise.

"Yeah, so we didn't arrive here until the afternoon." Sato Miwako nodded.

"You're amazing. You saw the police booth and went in to ask for help. Although there are many suspicious things about you, you have the report letter, so they will help send you over. Or you can call us and we will arrange for someone to pick you up."

Natsume Mika was a little helpless. She had just looked at the hand-drawn map that Sato Miwako got from someone else. The starting point on the map was clearly the newly built high-speed rail station, not the old train station in the city. The new high-speed rail station was too far away from the municipal bureau, and it would take a long time to drive there. Sato Miwako actually came here on foot.

"I was afraid that something might happen again, and I didn't take the wrong road. I walked smoothly all the way, so I didn't go to the police booth for help." Sato Miwako smiled embarrassedly. After hearing what Natsume Mika said, she felt that she was indeed a little stupid.

But when she set out this morning, she was actually feeling a little excited and fearful. This feeling carried her all the way to the Municipal Bureau compound, and she didn't even feel tired.

In the era when Miwako Sato lived, that is, 1990, science fiction works were very popular, and countless creators were imagining what the future would be like.

These people were just fantasizing, but Sato Miwako really traveled through time and space to the future more than 30 years later, even though this was not the future of her original world.

In those science fiction works, they basically imagine that various flying vehicles are driving on the roads of future cities, passers-by on the street wear all kinds of strange clothes, dress themselves up like astronauts or aliens, hold small TVs the size of toast in their hands, public telephone booths on the street are equipped with videophones, and balloon-like advertising vehicles fly over the city.

But when the future really arrived, Miwako Sato discovered that the future city would look completely different from the future described in science fiction works.

There are no flying cars shuttling around, no people dressing up in weird clothes like aliens, no super-giant buildings that block out the sky and are so tall that you can't see the top, no advertising airships, and there are not even telephone booths on the streets.

But the scenes that Sato Miwako saw along the way made her feel that this was the scene of the future.

Clean, tidy, grand, orderly and lively, this is the first impression that the street scene of Yuru City gave to Miwako Sato.

In addition, the depictions of future technological products in science fiction works generally tend to be curious and bizarre.

But based on Miwako Sato's own observation, future technological products are actually moving towards simplicity, beauty and comprehensiveness.

In fact, the only similarity between the future described in science fiction works and the future that Miwako Sato is seeing with her own eyes is that people are holding a machine in their hands.

The only difference is that science fiction works describe hand-held televisions, while in reality people hold an unknown instrument with a wide range of functions.

Miwako Sato walked along the way and looked at the street scenes along the way.

Even now, while sitting here drinking coffee with Natsume Mika, Sato Miwako couldn't help but look around curiously.

"By the way, you woke up yesterday afternoon. Have you not eaten anything in such a long time?" Natsume Mika asked. She began to feel sorry for this silly girl.

"No, I did eat something." Sato Miwako explained, "When I was at the train station, staff distributed food. I received a bucket of instant noodles last night, and a sandwich and a bottle of water this morning."

Sato Miwako did eat something, otherwise she wouldn't have the strength to walk so far.

She also thought that the bread with condensed milk and purple rice filling that she had eaten this morning was particularly delicious, but she didn't remember the name of the bread and didn't know if she could find it in the future.

“They’re actually distributing food?”

Natsume Mika really didn't know that food would be distributed in the waiting hall of the high-speed rail station. Aren't snacks usually distributed after people get on the train?

"However, you haven't eaten much, and you've walked such a long way today, you must be hungry. Have some snacks to fill your stomach first, and I'll take you to dinner later." Natsume Mika said.

"It's okay. I don't feel that hungry now." said Miwako Sato.

She was simply emotionally agitated by the surroundings and didn't feel hungry for a moment. But when she relaxed, the feelings of fatigue and hunger came up all at once.

Natsume Mika and Sato Miwako were chatting casually while slowly savoring their coffee and snacks.

The snacks in this shop are also very well made. The taste of the chocolate cookies and small pillow sandwich cookies made Miwako Sato squint her eyes.

Although Miwako Sato is a strong female police officer, she actually has many hobbies that seem like a little girl, including eating snacks.

In the encyclopedia about Sato Miwako that Natsume Mika just found, there is an animated screenshot of Sato Miwako lazily lying under the stove eating snacks.

After they ate and drank for a while, Sato Miwako suddenly asked with some concern: "Senior, actually, my performance was very poor when I reported today. When the other party spoke, I stuttered. After all, I learned Chinese by myself. When I heard the other party speak, I had to translate what the other party said in my head. Sometimes I simply couldn't understand the other party's choice of words and sentences.

You said, I won't have any problem, right?"

"It's okay, don't worry. The registration office has printed out the paper for you to be assigned to a department, dormitory, and to receive your belongings, which means you are already an insider.

Besides, you and I work together, so there is no problem for us to communicate, and it won’t affect our work.” Natsume Mika comforted Sato Miwako, signaling her to relax.

In fact, when Sato Miwako came to report for duty today, her colleagues at the registration office were a little confused as to why this person who couldn't even speak clearly came.

But the other party has a registration letter, the other party's information can be found in the system, and the procedures are complete, so you just need to arrange for the other party to join the company, and you don't have to worry about other things.

In addition, the people coming to the Municipal Bureau in recent times have become more and more complicated, from the municipal level to the provincial level to the national level, there are people from all departments, so the existence of Sato Miwako is not particularly strange to the colleagues at the registration office.

"When I first came to report, my spoken English was not much better than yours."

While talking about reporting in, Natsume Mika suddenly thought of something else.

Both herself and Sato Miwako were arranged into the police station by a powerful stranger. Before, Sato Miwako said that she seemed to vaguely see someone taking care of her on the train. Could that person be the one who helped herself and Sato Miwako to get their identity information and arranged them into the police station?

Thinking of this, Natsume Mika asked, "Xiao Zuo, do you still remember the appearance of the person who took care of you?"

Although she didn't know why Natsume Mika suddenly asked about this, Sato Miwako still tried hard to recall it.

I fell from the fourth floor and was knocked unconscious, and then I woke up in the waiting hall. The memory in between was so vague and fragmented that it was really difficult to recall it.

Miwako Sato held the coffee cup in both hands, thinking hard.

After thinking for a long time, Sato Miwako said, "I only have a vague impression of the person who took care of me. I remember that person had long hair, and it didn't seem to be black. Although I can't remember the person's face, he gave me a reassuring feeling."

As she was describing, Miwako Sato suddenly had an idea. She said uncertainly, "I'm not sure either. I vaguely remember that person had crow's brows."

"Bean eyebrow?"

When Natsume Mika heard Sato Miwako talking about eyebrow eyebrows, the first image that came to her mind was a Shiba Inu.

She has long hair which is not black, has a reassuring temperament and has crotch eyebrows.

If the other person is also a character in a work, the clues mentioned by Sato Miwako have narrowed the scope very much.

But we also need to consider that Sato Miwako was seriously injured at that time and was not conscious, so the information she is providing now may not be completely correct.

"Senior, why are you suddenly asking this?" Although Sato Miwako also wanted to know who was taking care of her, she was now also curious about why Natsume Mika asked this question.

Natsume Mika organized her words and explained, "Xiao Zuo, both of us are time travelers. To the society here, we are actually illegal residents.

In this day and age, information on various official certificates must be entered into a database and connected to the national network.

In other words, no matter how real a fake certificate is, if you scan it on a machine and there is no information about the fake certificate in the database, it can still be easily determined that it is a fake document.

My current certificates and jobs were also arranged by a mysterious person.

That mysterious man was very powerful. The fake documents and certificates he processed for us could be found in the official database, which made our fakes become authentic.

The only difference is that the mysterious person mailed the letter to me, but this time he just put all the documents next to you."

"I understand. What you mean is that the person who took care of me might be the same person who helped us arrange work and documents?" said Sato Miwako.

"Yes, that's what I meant." Natsume Mika nodded.

From a few words from Natsume Mika, Sato Miwako learned the difficulty of obtaining a real "fake certificate".

She began to seriously recall that broken memory again, but after thinking for a long time, she shook her head and said, "Sorry, senior, I can't think of any other valuable clues."

Chapter 250: Who are these three sisters? I have no idea. (Great reading)

"It's okay. If you can't remember, just forget about it. There's no point in guessing here anyway. Let's eat first." Natsume Mika said.

"Yeah." Sato Miwako nodded, picked up another piece of biscuit and put it into her mouth.

Although she also wanted to find out the identity of the person who took care of her at that time, just as Natsume Mika said, no matter how much the two of them discussed now, it was just a discussion.

In addition, Sato Miwako has many more questions to ask, but there is still plenty of time, so let's put the questions aside for now and just enjoy the coffee and snacks quietly.

The two finished their coffee, ate their cookies, and finally had their coffee jelly.

The dark brown coffee jelly is topped with white icing and cream, and sprinkled with some colored needles and pearl sugar that are often used on cakes.

Miwako Sato scooped a spoonful of coffee jelly and put it in her mouth. The bitter taste of coffee and the sweetness of frosting cream mixed together complemented each other. The softness of jelly and the crispness of colored needle pearl sugar also went well together.

She had no resistance to snacks, and now this cup of coffee jelly completely conquered her.

"I'm done eating."

After eating, Sato Miwako put down her spoon and said the usual words.