Chapter 10: Taking Risks and Handling Affairs
Cain looked at the card.
Was it an advertisement?
They must have sent it to the wrong person; my current body doesn't have that kind of ability yet.
Cain looked down.
One-stop service for certificates and seals!
"Fake certificates?"
Cain's first reaction.
Without hesitation, Cain got on his bicycle and headed towards the address on the small advertisement.
He didn't care if it was a fake certificate, as long as it could deceive the people at the orphanage.
In a simple alley, there was a slightly dim house where two shady-looking young men were sitting.
Cain walked in and took out a small card.
"Do you guys do the business on this card?"
Although Cain was just a seven or eight-year-old child, he carried an imposing air. The two young men, who had only recently joined society, didn't dare to be negligent.
"Yes, of course. What kind of certificate do you want?"
"A work permit."
"Oh, that's the easiest." The young shop owner appeared completely unconcerned.
"Don't mess around. If it's detected by the authorities, you'll be responsible," Cain warned.
"Ahem, the work permits are real. I have plenty of shell companies here. I can get one for you from any of them."
The two young men couldn't quite understand why Cain wanted a "work permit," as almost no one came to get one. The usual jobs they took were forging seals and counterfeiting documents.
After hearing this, Cain felt a bit more relieved. At least he could stall the people at the orphanage for a while, but he couldn't let his guard down. After resolving the old man's matter, he still had to deal with them.
"How much? Tell me."
"Two hundred, no bargaining."
"Hurry up; I'm in a rush." Cain deliberately sped up the process to make them overlook his age issue.
"Alright, alright, it'll be done soon. Just give me your ID."
"Be quick; I'm waiting to go back. Here's the money."
Saying that, Cain took out two hundred pokedollars and handed it to them.
Seeing the money, the two workers became more efficient. They were so focused on the money that they didn't even take a glance at the ID before processing it.
A work badge was printed with Cain's personal information, company position, and the company logo and official seal.
It took only about ten minutes, and the two people earned two hundred pokedollars, feeling quite satisfied.
Cain took his work badge and ID and hurriedly left.
With the work badge in hand, Cain began planning the next steps.
"I can't wait. I should report it to the police early in the evening."
Returning home, Cain turned off all the air conditioners, turned on the lights, and moved the old man to the living room sofa.
Cain checked the old man's body for any abnormalities before calling the police.
Naturally, the police arrived quickly in response to a death report.
Four police officers entered Cain's home, and a forensic doctor began examining the old man's body.
In front of the police, Cain wanted to cry out in pain, but he didn't have the acting skills, and most importantly, tears couldn't deceive people.
...
"Do you know that your grandfather had a heart condition?" the forensic doctor asked.
"Yes."
"When did you find out he was dead?"
Cain had mentally prepared for such a question. After all, the old man died the day before yesterday. Although Cain had preserved the body well, if the forensic doctor was highly skilled, he could still find out.
"I just found out when I got home."
Facing the police, Cain tentatively replied.
The forensic doctor nodded and said, "There's no problem. He undoubtedly died of a sudden heart attack. Judging by the changes in the body, it seems he died this morning."
The police took a record.
"Young man, do you have any other relatives at home?"
"No."
"In that case, you'll have to make the decision yourself. When do you plan to have your grandfather cremated?"
"Can we do it tonight? I'll be home alone tonight..."
Cain showed a troubled expression, which the police could naturally see. They wanted to resolve this matter quickly, and they were also worried about causing unnecessary trouble with the night being long.
The police sighed.
"Poor kid, he must be scared to be alone. Call a car quickly, let's go to the crematorium."
Cain finally breathed a sigh of relief.
At the crematorium, Cain was only responsible for signing, and the police took care of everything else.
About half an hour later, the police handed a small urn to Cain.
"Here are your grandfather's ashes. You're an orphan now. We've covered the cremation costs for you."
"No need, I have a job, and I can pay for these expenses."
Cain didn't want to get involved in any money-related matters with the police. Asserting his independence and mentioning his job would be advantageous when dealing with the orphanage in the future.
Under Cain's insistence, the police reluctantly accepted the cremation fee he paid.
Cain returned home with the urn.
Well, another urn to add to the collection.
Cain casually found a box and placed the three urns together. He wasn't going to spend money on burial plots for them; every cent now had to be spent wisely.
After tidying up everything, Cain took out two bank cards.
Password?
Now that the old man had passed away, he had to guess the passwords without going to the bank counter.
Cain looked up the birthdays of his parents and grandparents, forming 16 different password combinations.
He could only try four times a day, so it would take four days to try all 16 combinations.
Thinking of this, Cain couldn't sit still. Although it was already 11 pm, fortunately, there was an ATM downstairs.
Once
Twice
Thrice
Four times
The card was automatically ejected four times, and it would be swallowed if he tried again.
Cain didn't feel that he would be so lucky to succeed on the first day.
Once he returned upstairs, he finally felt relieved with only himself left.
He finally solved one issue.
Cain laid on the bed with peace of mind, planning for the next things to do.
First, he needed to find a job. Although he had a work permit, being idle all day would raise suspicion, and earning money was a must.
Another dilemma was his education. The League had five years of compulsory education until the age of ten. Although the knowledge was too elementary for Cain, dropping out without reason would be a stain on his record.
If someone with ill intentions took advantage of this, it would be seen as disrespect and disloyalty to the League. No matter how capable you are, disloyalty will not be trusted, and his identity must be flawless.
There were fewer textbook courses in this world, so the school season started in October. He had to apply for graduation, and with his current level, completing the graduation exam would be a breeze. Then he could graduate directly.
Moreover, he needed to train Ditto. Although its purpose was only to disguise himself, its strength couldn't be too weak, as he now had to rely on it to protect himself.
He still had to find time to visit Dazao, as he had a deal to discuss with him.
These three days were spent in a tense state, and Cain could finally take a small breath and oversleep.
When he checked the time in the morning, it was already 8:30. He quickly got up, brushed his teeth, and washed his face.
He was sitting at the table eating bread, while Ditto was still enjoying its milk.
Suddenly, he heard a knock on the door.
Cain didn't get up and yelled, "Who is it?"
"Hello, we are the welfare officers, please open the door."
Upon hearing this, Cain was a bit panicked. Struggling to survive in the world of Pokémon, he was caught off guard.
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