"Call Bismarck."
John ordered, waking up the dazed Yucca Rope.
"I know you have his contact info. Tell him, if the Intelligent Mechanical Doll and project secret key are compromised and SAT finds out, his secret will be sent to rival companies, and the serum won't spare him!"
"...Yes. (Japanese)"
Yucca Rope, slow to react, quickly sent a message to Bismarck.
Beep——
The queueing cars behind honked impatiently.
John started the vehicle, joining the line of traffic.
Gino sat in the passenger seat, sticking her raised middle finger out the window, provoking a fresh round of honking from the driver behind, yet it went no further.
The morning traffic jam at the checkpoint was hardly easy for anyone.
Just the act of catching one's breath in the city was a struggle, and no one wanted new trouble from road rage.
John maintained his pace, not rushing.
