Cid - Speech 100

I pick up the rolls and compare them.

Shit. I don’t have a clue.

However, this is a situation where a Super Elite Agent should be able to pick up on even the tiniest of discrepancies.

By enhancing my vision to crazy levels, I finally catch them. The quality of the paper, the consistency of the ink, and the printing are all ever so slightly different.

But there’s still a problem… I don’t remember what the originals are supposed to be like.

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I flip through the bills for no reason, smiling suggestively and nodding like I know what I’m doing.

“Do I even need to say?”

“What do you possibly mean?” Yukime looks puzzled.

“When you compare the two, this one’s paper is coarser.”

I hold up the rougher stack.

“There’s a difference in the ink, too. This one has more bleed.”

Her eyes go wide.

“Finally, the printing is ever so slightly off-center. See, here.”

Yukime finally takes the rolls and compares them.

“Y-you’re right, it is. I was certain we checked that…”

“Is there really any need for me to say which one is fake?” I exude pressure from my body as I ask the question.

“No… It goes without saying that the one with more inaccuracies is the real one.”

If there are two choices, just avoid the question.

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Volume 3, Chapter 5