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Chapter 15 - Huntly Mine (part 4)
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We are put in a very passive situation. I do not carry any weapon, and Mirai obviously cannot reach out to the tablet. We need to keep a low profile to enter the mine, yet push comes to shove, and now, we seem to have no choice.

I try to make eye contact with Mirai, but she seems like she has an idea in mind. No, the overwhelming confidence on that calm face means that she has planned for the worst-case scenario.

- Oh, sorry. The thing is that I lost my left arm in a car accident. My arm is currently replaced with a metallic prosthetic one. Here.

Mirai detaches her left arm. She holds the arm with her right hand and brings it towards the screening gate. It beeps (obviously). The officer still raises his eyebrows in suspicion, while Mirai is attaching her left arm back. Eye to eye with him, with gleaming sincerity, Mirai is trying to guilt-trip the officer into believing in her narrative.

- OK, I can believe you regarding that. - He sighs. - But just in case,
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