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| S.I.C |
The vault
had been fished out of the ocean a long time ago. In the office, after some
serious persuading, the holy man spat the password out with a gush of blood. Perplexed,
they typed it in. Mei Okamoto.
“I knew the
location of the vault, but not that I was the password,” she said.
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