Kenji Hagihara’s face doesn’t seem to match Kenichi Sawada and his name...
Fujiwara Wataru is more suitable, and Date Hang is more suitable for Sawada Kenichi's name.
"Change the name as you like, it's up to you." Chablis said casually, leaning on the experimental table while sipping instant noodles.
"Oh, by the way, ask Famous for his opinion." Chablis suddenly thought of Famous.
After all, these two experimental subjects can be considered Weique's.
"...Thank you so much for remembering me, teacher." Wei Que's tone was stiff.
"You can do whatever you want." He shrugged and leaned on the experimental table with a casual tone.
He didn't really want to get involved too much.
I didn't even want to wake them both up at first.
"Then I'll change it -" Tsushima Shuji said casually, pressing the buttons on the console skillfully.
"Why would you use such a thing?" Wei Que was full of doubts.
How could Kaa be so proficient in pressing hundreds of buttons without even a prompt?
"Maybe... because of my smart brain?" Tsushima Shuji randomly controlled the memory generation with one hand and touched his chin with the other.
Wei Que was speechless.
If you put it this way, if you don’t know how to use it, is it because your brain is not smart enough?
"Do you know how to use bourbon?" Wei Que asked after thinking for a while.
If bourbon could...
I stayed in Chablis tonight and stayed up all night learning how to operate it.
It doesn't matter if you lose to Kaa or anyone else, only Bourbon can't.
"Except for Kaa and me, no one else knows." Chablis finished eating his instant noodles, wiped his mouth with the sleeve of his white coat, and answered his student's words.
Both Bourbon and Farrow were his students, and he knew both their temperaments and characters very well.
Of course, he also knew the mentality of two people who were dissatisfied with each other and wanted to outdo each other in everything they did.
However, this was a healthy competition and a special friendship for Famous and Bourbon. They would never murder each other, so Chablis let their behavior go.
"Oh~ He can't either." Wei Que said meaningfully.
It seems that our all-around number one is not really all-around.
There is no need to stay and study tonight.
"Well, let's prepare things first." Shuji Tsushima pressed the button on the side.
"Send me two sets of clothes, suitable for an adult male with a height of 188cm. Also, send me two mobile phones." He said into the microphone next to the button, and after speaking, he let go of the button.
Soon two people wearing protective clothing came over.
Logistics members serve specifically for the code members of the base.
They quietly placed the bags containing clothes on the ground and placed the two mobile phones on the experimental table. They avoided direct contact with the members present throughout the process and exited quickly and quietly.
"Every time, I feel that their actions don't look like living people..." Wei Que looked at it in awe, while looking at the man with black hair and red eyes with meaning.
Brandy has an elegant smile, and her narrow red eyes have a hint of evil.
"Next, let's draw two lucky codes!" Shuji Tsushima opened two new mobile phones.
The ordinary pure black mobile phone is completely different from Sora Sakai's customized model.
But Sora Sakai made up the script with his own hands after all, so of course he knows more details, and these two...
It doesn't have much to do with him.
The main memories were made up by Famous and Chablis.
Shuji Tsushima was only responsible for arranging code names and confirming the identities of their code members, so as to prevent them from being killed before they even left the base.
The two mobile phones were slowly turned on.
The familiar splash screen of wine glasses.
Familiar app.
The familiar big turntable.
Familiar...annoying operation.
Shuji Tsushima directly made the two large turntables rotate together.
"Let me see, which two code names will they be?" Tsushima Shuji looked at the phone screen expectantly.
Finally, two codenames appeared on the two screens.
［bronx(Bronx)］
[negroni (Negroni)]
"Ah, they are all cocktails... I thought they would be whiskey..." Shuji Tsushima sounded a little disappointed.
After all, there is a lot of whiskey~
Moreover, bourbon, Scotch, and Famous are all whiskeys. The promised fivesome turned out to be cocktails.
"Isn't a cocktail also wine? It doesn't matter." Wei Que urged.
He didn't care that much whether the codenames of these two people were whiskey.
"I know, I know." Shuji Tsushima responded weakly.
"Okay, I've changed it." He retracted his hand and said.
"This person, you have to tell him that he will be called Fujiwara Wataru from now on!" He pointed to the figure of the man with long hair.
"This! Sawada Kenichi!" Then he pointed at another rather strong figure and said.
"I know, I know, anyway, in their memory, these two names are also pseudonyms." Wei Que said not paying much attention.
Most of Hagihara Kenji's memories are originally Hagihara Kenji's, but some were modified by him.
Even if he wakes up, the other party will not think that Fujiwara Wataru is his real name.
As for Datehang's memory...the squad leader is no longer the squad leader. This person may be the complete Sawada Kenichi when he wakes up. Maybe he still knows Datehang in his memory.
"Then...start waking up." Tsushima Shuji pressed the last button.
The green nutrient solution in the culture chamber slowly disappeared, and the various tubes inserted into the two figures also slowly retracted.
They opened their eyes.
The culture chamber is also completely opened.
"See you again after seven years. Don't you want to say hello to an old friend?" Wei Que said, looking at the face belonging to the young tame Hagihara Kenji.
"It's actually been seven years? Long time no see, Jinpei-chan." Hagiwara Kenji, or rather Bronx, showed a long-lost smile.
The last thing he remembered was the scene of the bomb explosion.
"This is... Mr. Chablis's laboratory." Kenji Hagihara saw a slovenly middle-aged man with half-long black hair beside him.
"I'm obviously dead..." Hagihara Kenji raised his hand and looked at the intact limbs.
For him, the experience of dying in the explosion seemed to have happened just a moment ago.
"Yes, it took the organization seven years to get you back. After that, you have to do a good job to fill the seven years of vacancy." Wei Que said in a natural tone.
"I understand, Jinpei-chan, where are my clothes?" Hagiwara Kenji then realized that he was naked.
"Over there, go find it yourself." Wei Que pointed to the paper bag on the ground beside him.
Shuji Tsushima turned around as soon as the nutrient solution disappeared, turned his back to everyone, took out his mobile phone and started playing games.
"I remember... I was killed by undercover Rai?" Sawada Kenichi also walked aside, put on his clothes and sounded confused.
"Yes, he died almost two years ago." Chablis nodded.
"It's just that Finch and you are friends, so he came to me. Anyway, a Bronx is also an experiment. Plus you are also doing the same experiment, and there are multiple comparison objects..." Chablis yawned.
"Thanks, brother." Kenichi Sawada clenched his fist and touched Wei Que.
"By the way, Kenji, you can't bear your name anymore. The organization has assigned you a new identity, Fujiwara Wataru." Wei Qiao said to Hagiwara Kenji.
"Ah, don't worry, I have been prepared since I just opened my eyes. After all, Hagihara Kenji..." Hagihara Kenji's tone was calm and prepared.
"He died in the explosion seven years ago."
"It would be scary if you came back from the dead." He even made a joke with a smile.