Battle Royale

Shinji shook his head. "No, they won't work. I tried the number for the weather report and Sakamochi's voice chimed in, 'A beautiful day at the Shiroiwa Junior High Program Headquarters.' I was so pissed I immediately hung up. So they're controlling the nearest cellular transmitter. My guess is none of the phone companies will work here."

"Then..."

Shinji lifted his finger, interrupting Yutaka. "Think about it. Their communication system has to reach beyond this island. I mean, their computers must be linked to the central government's for security purposes. Then how would they do that? It's simple. They've selectively employed numbers for military purposes from the cellular phone lines."

"So that means..."

Shinji interrupted Yutaka again and grinned. "But even if that were the case, I thought...they must have at least made some minimal effort to protect themselves from anyone at the telephone company tampering with their lines."

Shinji reached out for the cell phone on the ground. Then he said, "I didn't tell you, but my cell is a custom model. It has two types of ROM memory for phone numbers and passwords. You can't tell looking at it, but you can switch the other one on by turning this screw ninety degrees. And this other number is something I came up with just for fun to make free calls " He let go of his phone and continued, "It's the cellular number used by phone company technicians to test phone lines."

"Then... that means..."

Shinji winked. "That's right. Bingo! The rest is simple. It was a bit of a pain to hook up the phone modem to the cellular. It's not like they came with tools. But I managed to do it. So that's how I got my line. Then I accessed my computer at home. I can't hack with your average communications software, so I downloaded my special tools—like codebreaking software. Then I went for the prefectural government's site. The central government's operations must have high quality security systems, but I figured the prefectural government's systems would be easy to break into. My hunch turned out to be right. Even though this game is directly managed by the central government, it must have some contact with the government branch of the prefecture where the game's taking place. I was right about that too. There were a lot of unfamiliar addresses in their communications log files. Going through e-mails I found one to the superintendent, notifying him of the game's commencement. I broke into the sender's website, in other words, the temporary server for the school building on this island. It took some work, but as I poked around as much as I could without getting caught, I found an operation backup file they'd completely spaced out on. So I took that. In other words, I found a strange code that seemed important. I've been having the Mac break the code before I hooked up with you. So that's what I was up to."

Shinji reached out for the PowerBook as it continued to download data, opened up another memo file, and showed the immense 24-point display. Yutaka took a look. "Kinpati Sakamocho."

"Sakamocho?..."

"Yeah. I think it's Spanish. So the password was a bit complex due to this silly change in vowels. That's what the password for this system is. That's how I got free access. I was checking out as much as I could. I completely downloaded the entire data contents of the school's computer. I'm going to alter the data, go back into that system, and disable these collars. By making the school premises a forbidden zone, they think they're totally safe against us, but now we'll be able to attack them by surprise. We'll have a chance. And once we control the school, we should be able to help out the others. Even if that's not possible, we can falsify the data to claim we're dead and then escape this island for good."

With this brief but intense summary, Shinji took a deep breath and grinned. "What do you think?"

Yutaka looked astonished. "It's amazing."

Tickled by his friend's response, Shinji smiled. Thanks, Yutaka. It's always nice to be admired for your talents.

"Shinji...," Yutaka asked, still looking astonished.

Shinji raised his brow. "What is it? You have a question?"

"No." Yutaka shook his head. "I-I was just wondering."

"What is it?"

Yutaka looked down and stared down at the Beretta in his hand. Then he looked up. "I was wondering why you're friends with someone like me."

Shinji had no idea what Yutaka was talking about. His mouth hung open. Then he asked, "What are you talking about?"

Yutaka looked down again. Then he said, "It's just that...I mean you're so awesome. I can see how you'd be friends with someone like Shuya. Shuya's as athletic as you are, and he's a great guitar player. But...but I'm nothing. So...I was just wondering why you're friends with me."

Shinji stared at Yutaka, who kept looking down. Then he began to speak, "That's ridiculous, Yutaka."

Hearing Shinji's gentle voice, Yutaka looked up.