My cyberpsychosis is a task prompt

Chapter 128 Chapter 128: Before Dawn
【Sakura Cross Street - Mori Rimi Apartment】

The police car stopped at the corner in front of the apartment.

Barry Kitt, who rarely drives his own car except on holidays, sat in the passenger seat.

The apartment signage is relatively low-key.

This place is located in the hinterland of the Xiaoding Gang. The price is not friendly, and you can't afford the rent if you don't have the strength to pay the rent. On the other hand, customer privacy and supporting services are quite good.

Barry observed through the car window for a moment, then took out the illegal pills from the passenger compartment, swallowed two pills and opened the door.

The police car was driven away by the subordinates who came with them.

Barry changed out of his uniform at this point.

Wearing a brown bomber jacket, he walked through the streets like a normal citizen.

The rain stopped for a while.

The Xiaoding Gang is very arrogant within their sphere of influence. They rely on their large numbers of people and a high degree of control. They always like to place building signal boxes in an open-air environment.

A Jurassic armored vehicle parked on the side of the road.

"I'm beginning to regret giving you face."

Across the foyer is a narrow elevator and corridor, with three separate cars parked at the end of the corridor.

"It has nothing to do with you. The Xiaoding Gang can't even weigh this clearly. Mercenaries and police lieutenant colonels are not on the same level."

John shrugged nonchalantly.

John apologized to him calmly and said again.

"You know how to hack? Wait, are you fucking going to rob this place?"

"Damn it, did I hear you right? Who are you talking about?"

John and Barry entered the elevator and were silent.

"It took a while to call the vehicle over."

Barry put his hands in his pockets and released the safety cover through his clothes.

John took Barry up the stairs to the rooftop, looked around and immediately found his target.

"Jurassic ZT15... quite tasteful. Didn't you ride a motorcycle a few hours ago?"

"I didn't invite you out tonight to shield you from the knife. I really have something to discuss with you, and I also want to have fun. Let's go withdraw the money first and talk as we go..."

Barry's expression was calm.

His status and profession must be constantly vigilant.

The light is dim but you can see clearly.

The wooden floors are well maintained and are reminiscent of old-fashioned Japanese-style hot spring baths. The air smell is also very comfortable, and great attention is paid to details and the privacy of the tenants.

Barry listened calmly, laughing from time to time, as if those crazy and dangerous missions were just normal conversation topics.

John closed the car door, walked around half a circle and walked out.

Mori Rimi Apartment is a Japanese-style building.

Barry raised his eyelids and took a rough look:

[Sorilimei Apartment Access Control System (Hackered)]

"I just threatened Fushimi Takeo. During this sensitive period, it's safer to drive your own car."

Barry frowned.

The black light didn't even make a ripple.

Neon floods the moist dark blue streets.

He lowered his voice and began to tell the story of tonight.

John took out the data cable and plugged it in.

It’s similar to Crimson Studio.

Five minutes have passed.

"The one you know."

"Yeah, the stuff is here."

John waved the remote control and opened the trunk, revealing the original naginata fixed on the shelf.

Barry has stubby hair and a strong face. He is the type who is easily hit on by girls standing on the side of the road.

Barry shook his head and threw the cigarette into the puddle.

The vehicle was moderately modified overall, with a new engine from the original factory. It was a rare good thing on the market. To dare to drive a car of this price around the apartment area of ​​Sakura Crossing Street was to tease the nerves of a car thief.

The elevator goes straight to the top floor.

next second.

After all, he has seen a lot of the world.

But as long as John nodded or remained silent... he would turn around and leave, and the shark coin would be blacklisted.

"I still have some sense of boundaries with you."

John said and took him back to the third floor.

[House number: No. 348 [no surname]]

The electromagnetic sliding door opens automatically.

John walked into the room, started scanning, and found the main control system through the data flow to hack it.

He poured a cup of coffee as if it were his own home.

Barry walked around the room and listened to John finish explaining the grievances between Sato Katsuhisa and the Omachi Gang.

The guy left some money.

John brought Barry here to withdraw the inheritance, but unfortunately he couldn't find anything like a safe after a long time.

Barry crossed his arms and pointed at a hanging painting.

"Is he from Xia Ming's group?"

"Yes."

"Then this is it."

Barry is a cop.

He said that there were not many traces of life in the apartment, and the decoration and furniture were all perfunctory and cheap products. Only this evil ghost embroidery was the same as the tattoos of Xia Ming's group.

It's the most formal thing in the room.

John took the thing off, started the scan, and discovered slight marks through careful comparison.

He pounded his fist against the wall.

The alloy frame broke through the camouflage, and the layers broke, exposing the box hidden in the gap.

"Christmas~"

John smiled.

Inside the box are three unnamed funds cards. Considering Sato Katsuhisa's identity, they are not all of his net worth. They are most likely an insurance policy, but for ordinary citizens, they are a huge amount of money worth risking their lives on.

John tossed two of them to Barry.

The Eden City lieutenant colonel narrowed his eyes and asked.

"You have something to ask me for?"

"That's right, this is the hard work fee. Before we talk about things, I'll go and cash in on the fun I've arranged for you."

John said and took the leaflet from the coffee table.

【Sakashima Izakaya】

Izakaya is a respite for Oriental people.

When John walked through the neon lights and colorful night and arrived at the door under the giant holographic projection, he immediately realized that only those who were rich or noble were qualified to shed their shells here.

The porch made of stainless steel is more than 30 meters long and looks like sunglasses. A large curved screen is embedded inside, and strange illusions flow on the metal surface.

Just standing there for a few seconds felt like I was about to be swallowed up by it.

John took Barry to have fun, but when he arrived, it was the Lieutenant Colonel of the Eden City Police Department who greeted him with a brush of his face.

Because Sakashima Izakaya is a semi-membership system.

Barry relied on his status to obtain permission.

They passed through the marble vaults, particles running in the illusive shadows of the lights.

Privacy and space are well controlled in every area.

The circular venue wraps the bar in the center.

John glanced as he passed by:

The ingredients turned out to be real seafood and meat, and more than a dozen chefs prepared the food in an open kitchen that was isolated from the noise.

Barry got the big share of the spoils tonight.

He took the initiative to bear the expense and ordered Ryoko's service, and then the two of them saw the girl who fascinated Sato Katsuhisa.

She was wearing a pink cherry blossom kimono, without heavy makeup or too many cold implants, and her speech was soft-spoken.

John didn't say anything, just kept eating and drinking.

Although he did not designate a waiter, other girls came over and offered to introduce food and serve him drinks.

After getting tipsy.

The venue-fixed show begins.

The cherry blossom decoration rises silently from under the floor, and the frosted glass blocks the view, making the entire room more private several times.

Those gentle-spoken girls are like water.

They saw that John didn't speak, nor did he talk frequently, nor did he make any body movements. He only made the minimum introduction every time he poured wine and served food, and then knelt silently at the edge of their vision.

Continuously lower the sense of existence.

John observes with his peripheral vision every time:
They would all have a smile that would put a tough guy with blood on his hands to shame.

Ryoko is even more outstanding.

She is like a girl next door, as distant as in a dream. Every interaction seems to be like stars in her eyes, and every ripple in her eyes reflects the reflection of the customer.

This emotion was so "real" that it scared John.

They experienced drinks and top-notch massages without purchasing further special services, chatting quietly in the steamy lounge.

Barry could tell John was distracted.

"Don't worry, you did a good job, and things didn't come to a standstill. The Xiaoding Gang will not retaliate against you, at least not in the short term... wasting time targeting you, the price/performance ratio is too low, and your life can't be saved How much substantial benefit has it brought? Besides, they are in dire straits now.”

"why?"

John asked.

Barry sat up wrapped in a bath towel, revealing his abdominal muscles and scars, as well as the faded tattoos on his arms - which seemed to be military symbols, symbolizing the branches of service.

"The Xiaoding Gang has crossed the line."

He took a sip of sake and explained.

There has been a tacit understanding between the Xiao Town Gang and the Black Gold Gang for a long time, but the emergence of a group of cyberpsychotics on the streets, possessing a full set of implants and losing control means that the tacit bottom line has been crossed.

The unscrupulous stage is coming.

Assassination, frame-up, corporate sanctions, heavy firepower weapons... everything will be there until the company achieves its goal.

"You will see more and more big shots taking action, and the streets will be more dangerous than in the past ten years. The police department and SAT can only watch and intervene to a limited extent and clean up the mess."

John didn't expect to hear that from a police officer.

"This fucking city is so fucking hopeless."

"Is this your first day here?"

Barry said expressionlessly.

He obviously made a fortune tonight.

The money was divided, we relaxed, enough of the small talk, it was almost time to get down to business.

he asked John.

"What do you want me to help you with?"

"robbery."

John answered instantly.

【Shop-Mingzi Beef Don】

The nights become dull and dull, and there are usually no customers in the last hours before dawn. The drunkards and dog gamblers have been sucked dry by the city.

The curtains of the shop were slightly drooped, creating a dim atmosphere, but Akiko was not seen.

She was standing in the back alley talking on the phone.

Gang wars also have an impact on ordinary citizens.

The food supplier asked to change the quarterly payment to monthly payment, saying that it wanted to resist transportation risks. If the store closed down or was robbed, not even half of the money owed would be recouped.

[I also have a fucking family to support. That’s it. You have to agree to me bringing two boxes over tomorrow, otherwise... so be it. 】

"Fake Squid, that bastard."

Akiko cursed and took a puff on the e-cigarette, and a hissing sound came from the filter, as if to remind her to change the refill.

Compared with the supply of food ingredients, shops are the big problem.

Fuki Industrial wants to re-plan the territory of Sakura Cross Street, prepare to take over the sublease and open a chain store. By then, she will lose her only livelihood.

sizzle.

The street lights in the back alley flickered out.

Akiko leaned against the wall in the darkness, her breathing slowing down, as if she was being swallowed up by the city.

Two children rested on their arms in the attic.

The two of them heard the content of the phone call clearly.

Ding bell~
【いらっし……Welcome. 】

An announcement came from the front of the store.

Akiko was like a puppet being lifted out of the water, her body reacting even before her consciousness.

She opened the back door and walked into the store.

Click.

What he faced was a black spray.

The robber was wearing a floral shirt, bulging muscles, green hair and a blue clown mask.

The nozzle was raised slightly.

The gunman said in a scratchy electronic voice.

"Please scream, Miss Akiko. It's best to alert some passing homeless people or neighbors."

"Whoo~"

Akiko raised her hands and gasped.

"No matter what you want, it's not available here. There's no need to do such stupid things..."

Click, bang!

The robbers simply loaded their guns and opened fire, cutting a large hole in the ceiling, and the lights flickered in the rustling dust.

Akiko screamed.

There were hasty footsteps in the attic.

The other two robbers rushed into the room, packed the two children and carried them downstairs.

Akiko wanted to fight tooth and nail.

puff-

The anesthetic drug pierced her arm, and she no longer had the strength to resist. The kidnapping process was smooth and smooth.

Akiko was carried into the van.

The men wore jackets, their skin was covered in tattoos, and they spoke with thick Russian accents, like a team of professional ghouls.

Two Molotov cocktails were thrown into the store.

The door curtain was burned until it curled up.

Oil-stained windows and the kitchen were engulfed in orange flames.

There is no going back here.

Akiko lay on her side in the van, the medicine began to take effect, and apart from tinnitus she could only hear very vague sounds.

She just stared blankly.

Until the truck door closed, I felt calm and even relieved to escape reality.

Akiko was a little tired.

Kidnapping is a reason to sleep peacefully.

I don’t know how much time has passed.

laugh--

The old truck slowed to a stop.

A siren sounded outside the window.

The gangster in the back row raised his shotgun and pointed it at Akiko's head, warning the two brats to keep their mouths shut.

The driver and co-pilot were talking.

"This is a checkpoint. The scanner will show both the guy and the hostage, just like a telescope..."

"Don't worry, someone will take care of it."

The truck started slowly.

The equipment at the checkpoint was not working, and no police officers came forward to question him. The truck left Eden City with the green light all the way.

Akiko is very weak.

Through the window, she saw the metal arch disappearing backwards. With difficulty, she pushed herself up and leaned against the corner, trying to block the two children.

The vehicle swerved into the sand.

Akiko looked out the window and remained silent:

The dawn in Eden City is shrouded in gray filters, with mist and paleness firmly suppressing the sunlight.

The buildings grew cold.

The colorful neon lights that pressed deep into the soul disappeared.

Ghoul kidnappings happen every day in the city.

Death will not say hello to the lucky ones in advance. When that happens...

She could only admit that she was unlucky.

The box truck drove for a long time.

The sun became a little hot.

The yellow sand dried up his lips and drowsiness, leaving only his tired body pushed out of the vehicle.

Mingzi and three others were left next to the sentry post.

Here are all homeless people wearing breathing masks, and the leader is also a Russian girl.

She talks dirty.

Thalia sent the ghouls away with a few words and spat on them.

Things got a little weird.

Akiko and the child were brought into the tent, with water and food placed on the table.

"You are in the Damascus camp."

Thalia walked into the room and dropped a list with three different cities to choose from.

"Shut up and listen to me first."

She explained the different prices and times.

"The Xiao Town Gang may cause trouble for you, so don't go back to Eden City in this life. Are there any people or things worth remembering?"

Mingzi was stunned by the question.

She pursed her lips and shook her head.

"very good."

Thalia grabbed Akiko's trembling arm and connected her data cable to the device in the middle of the tent.

"You get a new identity, pick a place you like, and start living again with the rest."

"I don't understand..."

"Do any of you three know how to ride a motorcycle?"

Thalia interrupted again with a question.

The older of the two children silently raised his hand.

"Okay, kid, the car at the door is yours."

Thalia held up a funds card.

"These are the parts your husband deserves. Don't pry, don't expose your identity, and never return to Eden City. What else?"

She lifted her chin.

Akiko stopped talking, adjusted her breathing and then added seriously.

"Don't come into contact with the Xiaoding Gang."

"Yes, you are very smart."

Thalia smiled and tilted her head to indicate outside the tent - there was a Naginata motorcycle parked there, slightly worn, but very good.

【Eden City-Border Inspection Station】

"The Rangers have picked up the man, the matter is settled."

John said.

Barry sat in the passenger seat, chuckled twice, and looked at the young man in the driver's seat with a ghostly expression.

John asked him to do something a little abstract.

The Owl Town Gang is very small-minded and Akiko is easily implicated, so he wants Barry to help these three people disappear.

John thinks this is what Barry should do, after all, he divided up most of Sato Katsuhisa's property.

Barry is very efficient at what he does.

He arranged for two ghouls with evidence to kidnap and burn down the store, and then used the power of the ECPD to let the border checkpoint pass.

Wanderers are responsible for the stowaway part.

match of major.

What Barry didn't expect was:
John actually gave away Sato's remaining funds card and took him on a very nice motorcycle.

"Why do you want to do this? Do you like wives?"

"Didn't you teach me to do good things?"

"Farke, don't be ridiculous."

"Seriously, Barry, I've got what I want in this job, and the rest...it's not bad to exchange for emotional value."

John explained with a smile.

Barry showed a surprised expression and said half-seriously.

"Like those rich people who donate to charities? Doing good deeds brings peace of mind. Are veterans on the battlefield working as bodyguards to relieve mental stress?"

"What you said is a bit nonsense."

"Okay, last question, who hired you?"

"Her husband."

"You're fucking talking nonsense, the corpse must be rotten."

"Yeah, all that's left is the fragments of the prosthetic limb, and I happen to be the one who picked it up from the mouths of the dead. I follow the instructions of the dead step by step, and I have all the money and high-end prosthetic limbs."

John said to him with calm eyes.

Barry curled his lips and didn't dig deeper.

He thought John was joking - after all, he was a professional lone wolf, and it was normal to protect his clients' privacy.

[Task: Seeking wealth and wealth through danger (completed)]

[Reward: Remuneration (Fushimi Takeo), Sato Katsuhisa's legacy (consumed), prosthetic limb - Silent One [Fuki Industries]]

(End of this chapter)