death of hope

Chapter 338 "Corporate Warrior" (253) Brain Chip

When the prisoner answered the question, the lips of the donkey did not match the mouth of the horse. Lynch realized that this was not intentional.
It's that this guy himself suffers from severe cyberpsychosis. Human brain tissue is competing with intelligent AI for control, causing serious confusion in memory.

In the end, Lynch could only force the other party to pull out the brain chip, leaving the prisoner to worry about the prisoner who hit the wall frantically, and took the chip to figure out a way for himself.

On the way to the landing platform of the space station, the chatty jailer was still telling jokes, Lynch only echoed a few words occasionally, feeling quite disappointed, and Sigurdriefa also looked worried.

After saying goodbye to the talkative jailer, the atmosphere became even more dull.

As the investigation deepened, more and more people were involved in the mystery of Pandora's destruction, and the interest groups involved became larger and more complex.
Although I don’t know what kind of organization Qi Guwale’s commune is, what is certain is that this group of people are criminals who are illegally armed against the Terra Federation and are wanted by the major star regions.

Cooperating with them is standing on the opposite side of the human social order. This dangerous behavior is undoubtedly dancing on the tip of a knife.
Sigurdriefa was worried that continuing to investigate this matter would lead to some big figures' power games, which would definitely not be something ants like them could face.

The rural life she longed for has changed from being within reach to being far away, and the future is bleak.

(Why don't you give up the investigation? The dead are gone. Isn't the happiness of the living the most important thing? Raise our children, and grow old hand in hand on that beautiful planet...)
She saw Lynch's tightly clenched fist, holding the prisoner's brain chip, which was also the hope for the investigation to continue.

This matter is related to the truth about the death of Lynch's family and the truth about the destruction of his hometown Pandora. How could a man like him, who is as fiery as he is, forget the revenge of the extermination of the family.

Thinking of this, Sigurdriefa slammed his fist on his thigh, cursing himself for being selfish and cowardly.

"Sig, what are you doing hitting yourself?"

"Hey, it's nothing, I just have itchy legs." She lied with a smirk.

"I promised to accompany you to the Orion colony, but... I want to go back to the company to investigate the chips.

"It doesn't matter, there will be opportunities in the future."

"You're so easy to talk, Sig, don't want beautiful bags, and don't want Star Trek, a stupid man with an elm head like me... I feel like a toad, ask for something! Please, I feel better that way .”

"Well, I ask you, don't make a bad face, it's not ugly enough."

"what?"

"I ask you, be happy, and laugh."

Marcus Lynch stopped. He was moved and was trying to fulfill his lover's wish:
"is this OK?"

"Uglier than crying."

The two finally laughed heartily, walked side by side to the tarmac, and boarded the gangway.

"Hey, Sig, I've been thinking, if I'm like this... Is it too selfish... I'm addicted to the past and I can't extricate myself, and I'm trapping everyone around me."

"No, on the contrary, it's because you are so good-natured and selfless that everyone will take the initiative to help you, and this incident itself is also upholding justice. This is what we are after, isn't it?"

"Thank you... Sig, I feel better."

"You are quite big, but like a child, you need to be coaxed by others."

"Your words remind me of my mother, and my sister Bess."

"Talk to me more about them on the way."

The two boarded the shuttle, warped the space, and went straight to the McMillan Enterprise Warrior Base. They didn't rest after arriving, and went directly to the dormitory to find Shaft. This genius hacker could tell the model of the chip at a glance.

"Wow, where did you get that?"

"In someone's head."

"I guess, this guy must not be very smart."

"To be precise, he's a lunatic, a cyberpsychopath."

"Look at the pin layout of the chip, and the LOGO on it,

This is a brain socket interface chip designed and manufactured by Antec. The classic design ten years ago requires the obsolete Thunderbolt mini dp 11th generation data interface to read data. "

"That kind of interface has been discontinued a long time ago, can you get it?"

"Hey, blonde girl, asking this kind of question is simply insulting me. Do you know what I do?"

"A vulgar old man who criticizes wretchedness. His biggest hobby is to hack into the company's camera and peek at the female staff's dormitory." The two are fighting each other on a daily basis.

"Fart! I'm a hacker! The best and most handsome!"

Shaft rummaged through the box and took out one from a large bundle of data cables, wiped the dust off it and plugged it into the computer, connected the other end to the chip, and immediately retrieved the information in the chip.

"Hey, what has this buddy been through, it's unlucky enough."

Maybe it's because the chip user's mental condition is unstable, or the quality control of the old type chip is poor, or the violent beating in the prison smashed the prisoner's head,
The file information read out by the chip is incoherent, rather disorderly and chaotic, covering the entire display screen in a mess, which looks scalp-numbing.

Shaft explained:

"The prison psychiatrist implanted a Trojan horse virus into the prisoner's smart brain companion system,

It was a form of sedative in the form of data, used to curb the manic behavior of prisoners, but it often had the opposite effect, causing all kinds of strange symptoms. "

Opening the DiskGE software, tapping the keyboard quickly with his fingers, Shaft concluded: "The C sector of the chip's built-in memory has been damaged, and the data is difficult to recover."

"Hey! What a bad luck!" Lynch looked very disappointed: "Is there no other way?"

"Most of the pictures and videos have been infected and damaged by Trojan horse viruses, and they are garbled characters when opened. There is no way to do it. It is the stupid way I hate the most, manual screening.

Use my newly developed software to try to repair one by one, and try to find out useful content. This is a time-consuming and laborious task. It is better to find more people to live in my dormitory, which will be more efficient. "

"No matter what, hope is good." Lynch nodded:

"Given the sensitivity of this matter, it must not be publicized. We need to find someone 100% trustworthy, Xiao Xia, can you help me?"

Faced with Lynch's request for help, Shaft changed his usual lazy look, stood up straight and said, "It's our greatest honor that the boss trusts me."

Lynch was a little embarrassed: "I am so capable, I am just a stinky soldier."

"No, no, boss, you deserve a higher evaluation. It's not just me who thinks so. Everyone respects you. Who is going to risk their lives to protect everyone from coming back safely? Everyone sees your character. We are not blind .”

Sigurdriefa was a little moved: "Shaft..."

"You may not be used to the otaku life. For a hacker, it is normal to not go out for a few days and nights. In fact, it is not as simple as it sounds. It still requires a certain amount of perseverance."

For Lynch, determination is obviously not a problem. The burning anger of revenge has filled his chest. Sitting in front of the computer screen, he immediately began to fight without sleep.

Putting on the exoskeleton booster system, Sigurdriefa carried the coffee machine in the corridor to the dormitory, brought a few comfortable sofa chairs from the meeting room, and took the air mattress from the lounge.

The three of them put out their head-hanging beams and awls to pierce their buttocks, like students who are taking college entrance examinations, even if they pull the curtains, they can't feel whether it is day or night outside.

Order pizza and takeaway Chinese food when you are hungry, drink coffee when you are thirsty, and take a nap on the inflatable bed when you are tired.

After fighting like this for 48 hours, all three of them had greasy hair and acne-prone skin. Fortunately, a new force arrived at this time.

Wang Hongye and Lodayev returned to the base. They had just returned from a vacation on the Gold Coast, their skin was tanned, and they were wearing local characteristic flowered shirts and big pants.

In the afternoon, Mehmadi also came back from his hometown. The Alpha Tactical Squad was fully staffed and went to the buffet to celebrate. Everyone was drunk and went back to the dormitory to rest.

There is plenty of free time,
Since the last time he escorted the CEO, the company has not arranged any new tasks. Maximilian XVII would like to thank Lynch for allowing the savior to retire safely.

The next day, everyone came to Shaft's dormitory.

After three consecutive days and nights of hard work, several incoherent texts, pictures and videos were successfully repaired.

(End of this chapter)