My cyberpsychosis is a task prompt

Chapter 150: Killing

John felt a little pain in his head when he heard this.

Even in the current gang war, this number would make gamblers who buy lottery tickets for dead people grimacing, not to mention that the people lying in it are not unknown people, but wealthy businessmen, dignitaries, and company executives...

The line was filled with sirens and screams.

Barry, the lieutenant colonel in charge of Sakura Crossing in the ECPD, was extremely busy. He hid in an armored vehicle under the pretext of smoking a cigarette, processing information collected from various channels and calling John to confirm.

[Shit, huh~ I’ll make it short. ]

boom.

John heard the sound of hammering, and then heard Barry describe the cause of the accident.

Du Raymond released a matrix cage in the most luxurious sex doll club of the Owl Town Gang, which contained the roving AI captured by Fuki Industries behind the black network.

[All the customers who connected the neural devices were so happy. I came out of the scene and the walls and ceiling were all brains. The corridor smelled like burnt food. All the men and women with sex doll chips were crazy and were chasing people and hacking them randomly... Fu~Pfft! ]

Barry spat a tarry spit out the window.

John raised his eyebrows when he heard this.

"Does the Rift Party really dare to carry out a terrorist attack? Fuck, this Shark Coin is actually so brave!"

【Haha, thanks to you. 】

Barry sneered when he heard this, and didn't even ask John what the grudge was between him and the deceased.

[Du Raymond, this son of a bitch, he didn't know where he bought the matrix cage from, but he's not crazy, he originally wanted to blackmail the Owl Town Gang and the Fuki Industry, just to cheat them out of money. The other party also readily agreed, the matter was fine, and they even agreed on the conditions and transaction time...]

John asked as bones flashed through his mind.

"I guess they agreed to meet at 18:35?"

[To be exact, it's 40. Ha, it doesn't matter. Anyway, you killed this Shark Coin before he handed over the matrix key. The Owl Town Gang didn't even have a chance to pay the ransom. When the time is up, the ghost thing behind the black wall jumped out and sent everyone in the club to the sky! ]

Barry seemed very tired. He took a moment to calm down before asking in a plaintive tone and then reacting on his own.

[Who asked you to kill him... Tsk, well, I can guess it with my ass, it has something to do with the Black Gold Gang, right? I heard their new boss is pretty cool, but I didn't expect he would be so fucking brave enough to kill her.]

There was a roar in the background of the phone, the communication was slightly disrupted, and the vehicle equipment was filled with beeps and the operator's calls.

The sirens and screams were muffled.

[The Internet police are at the scene, they are dead first, you can only wish for the best when you walk on the road. ]

This is undoubtedly turbulence.

John, who had avoided the others as he answered the phone, now frowned as he entered the tent with a metal folding table and a wall-mounted TV.

Meia, Simon and a few other wanderers were sitting or standing, staring at the screen.

The morning news is reporting on the situation at the scene.

In the picture, you can see that the emergency team's floating vehicles are blocking the streets in all directions. The rich and powerful are all platinum members of the insurance company, but unfortunately, the roaming AI's actions are a little faster than the time agreed in their contract.

The police car squeezed in and blocked the intersection with difficulty.

Isolation piles and tire-explosion speed reducers surround the building where the accident occurred, and the camera image is penetrated by several yellow warning tapes.

Policemen in dark grey bulletproof vests and emergency response teams wearing white helmets were arguing with each other, while paparazzi and members of the Owl Town Gang were fighting with their weapons drawn.

Gunshots were fired.

The camera screen shook and lifted up amid the exclamations, and saw the network monitoring batwing flying machine flying through the thick smoke...

"Oh, this is really messy."

No internal footage has been leaked yet, and the public relations department of the Fuqi Group quickly stepped in to block the news.

The casualty list is growing longer and longer.

Hospitals and private clinics are swarming with paparazzi, and security companies are even having to compete with mercenaries for wards to prevent photos of their employers being disemboweled from appearing on television screens.

Two Eden City councillors died.

The political world will inevitably be turbulent as a result.

If the Xiaocheng Gang gave rise to cyberpsychosis in the street fight, which led to the escalation of the gang war, then the Black Gold Gang's killing of Lao Du indirectly caused the roaming AI to go out of control, which means that the war has officially risen to the corporate level...

As you can imagine:

Fukushima Industries and Seiko Heavy Industries will come forward to mediate over commercial land and parliamentary seats.

The camp tent was opened.

It was already dawn outside, and along with the heat wave came a strong wanderer.

He glanced at Maya, whistled at John and Simon, and tilted his head to indicate that there was movement in the direction of the sentry.

John walked out the door and saw a familiar black bulletproof business car.

[Vehicle: Louis Doug-The Thinker]

Mei Ya saw the light golden logo from afar, and the aura of a high-end commercial vehicle came over her. She silently guessed the identity of the person who came.

Olos, wearing a company suit, took off her silver half-frame glasses as she left the car, and walked towards the tent in the center of the camp without stopping, with a familiar look.

The sentry did not intercept.

The vehicle continued to move forward, passed through the internal gate, and after rolling over yellow sand and gravel, found a slightly shady location.

John looked at Simon in confusion.

"Why is she like back home?"

"After the battle in Baiyin, she came here often. Oh, man, she is a real Christmas tree. The Internet Police and ECPD are like dogs in front of her."

There is definitely some exaggeration here.

Olos didn't rush to find John with the equipment in her hand. Instead, she started to work as if she was in an office. Her main job was to check the cargo list. There were several hackers from the homeless camp working with her. There was also a person in charge of daily necessities and the transport host waiting beside her...

Simon crossed his arms, stood at the door without approaching, and said to John helplessly.

"See? The camp's business depends entirely on her."

"Wow~"

John pursed his lips and didn't respond. "So after Nando got hurt, you found a middleman to act as the go-between?"

"She only takes care of the transaction part and doesn't ask about anything else."

“You guys are really generous.”

John actually knew:

Olaus confirmed the goods to ensure that the network monitoring did not collude with a certain company to do something fishy, ​​and a large part of the benefits in the Silver Port became resources for the middlemen to build the platform.

As for helping to organize the camp, it was obviously a deal proposed by Nando. Through the bundling of interests, Oros would temporarily take charge of Damascus, allowing Nando to rest and recuperate.

This is not trust and help at all, but a routine contract agreement after advance payment.

It's just that for most wanderers, a little hope is needed when the big family temporarily loses its leader.

The wanderers in the camp had different thoughts, and of course some of them would feel uncomfortable with Orloth's interference.

She knew her limits and handled things around finishing up Silver Harbor, so she didn't have any conflicts with the Wanderers.

"Good morning, Santa."

John walked up to Olos and made a little joke to her, following Simon's words.

Olos didn't respond. Her artificial eye was flashing, obviously processing various messages at the same time. The lens of the glasses shone on her chest, and the bracket was inserted into the white ravine.

Snapped!
John was hit in the abdomen, and when he came to his senses, he saw Olaus hitting him with the tablet device and staring at him with her eyes equipped with high-tech algorithms.

"You're holding it in? That's not like you. Oh, you're on drugs."

She had a deep gaze and a scrutinizing smile.

John instantly realized that tonight's intermittent drowsiness and abnormal mental activities were all caused by the hallucinogenic fog in the cave.

He came to his senses and began to exchange information. He did not hide the situation of Maya and Bone Crusher, and the equipment he brought out was also plugged into the data cable for Oros to check carefully.

She listened carefully, kept thinking, and asked about some details along the way.

The room was clear of homeless people. Meia sat on a pile of boxes, watching the news, while John leaned against a metal table with his arms folded, waiting for Olos to hack into the mobile device.

A data cable was inserted around her neck, her fingers tapped quickly on the hacking tools she brought with her, her prosthetic eye flashed quickly, and finally she let out a long breath and opened her chest.

Sweat gathered and flowed in.

Olaus reached out and held her short black hair from behind, lifting up the wet ends of her hair. A faint white smoke was steaming from her body, and her tight cooling suit outlined the curve of her waist.

She suddenly gave a playful smile and squinted her eyes at John, who frowned and changed from standing to sitting.

"John, find time to see a doctor and focus on checking your nervous system and endocrine system. The side effects of the drugs are more terrible than you think."

Olos stood up nonchalantly, took out his gun, aimed at Durrellmont's device and pulled the trigger repeatedly until arcs burst out from the surface of the shell and it was covered with charred bullet holes.

The wandering sentry lifted the curtain, took a quick look, and quickly put it down.

sizzle.

Oros put the wreckage into a borrowed waste bin from the camp, making sure the originals were physically destroyed, and took out a long, narrow new electronic cigarette and took a sip.

She smiled and wagged her finger, signaling Meiya to leave.

"You have nothing to do with this matter. The rest depends on the credibility of Ethan Rutledge. There is a car at the door. I will arrange for a driver to take you to the Borago Club."

Meiya left without hesitation.

John couldn't help but glance at her back, and then realized that there was no need for Maya to doubt Oros's kindness, as if she were questioning a bone. The status and power of both parties were completely unequal. To put it bluntly, there was no other choice.

Oros also watched her leave, and waited until the tent curtain was lowered before she exhaled a long puff of white smoke and smiled.

"The Secret Service turned water into ice."

Oros had checked Maya's background before coming here. She was smoking and commenting on Maya. She held a thin ceramic rod as long as a fountain pen between her fingers, and the light at the end would flash depending on the intensity of the sucking.

"John, see, this is what happens when a lone wolf has attachments. If you were like her and had a family, well ...

"This city wants to use force. Even if you are alone, you will be beaten to a pulp. Meiya is right. Life requires all your efforts."

John retorted emotionlessly.

He took a bottle of beer from the ice bucket, opened the lid with his fingers, and let the cold liquid flow into his throat. After relieving the stuffiness, he asked Olos.

"If it were you, what would you do in this situation?"

"Your tricks are terrible, John. To put it simply, are you so bored that you want to be a superhero again? Can you save the gangsters, prostitutes, orphans, wives..."

Oros glanced at the monitor.

She didn't stop to chat with John on purpose, she was just waiting for the progress bar to finish loading.

"Forget it, that's just the way you are."

"So I have nothing to do now? Just do what you need to do..."

"No, remember to see a doctor."

"I'll go when I get back to the city. Hmm, what do you call a roaming AI? My scalp tingles when I hear this thing now."

“That’s something that network monitoring should worry about.”

The progress bar is loaded.

Olos began to browse the cracked secret files, and asked John with a glance.

"Uneasy, nervous, what are you worried about?"

“Heh, is my face covered with data? I’ve always been curious about how you see me, beep beep, all percentages and decimal points?”

John tried to make a joke but failed to change the gaze of Olos, so he raised his hands and confessed what the cupboard had told him.

[Mission target update]

[Exchange information with Oros. (Not achieved)]

The main quest was triggered again.

"…The cupboard said there were three weapons. Now one has exploded, and I don't know where the remaining two are. And it seems the terrorist who sold these things is still tracking me."

Olos nodded expressionlessly, took out a data cable and let John connect to the device center, then waved her arm, unfolded a virtual data screen in front of the two of them, and began sharing files.

"Lao Du may have the answer."

Various data packets are disassembled and turned into pop-up windows.

The mysterious sellers completed the deal with the Rift Party, and the roaming AI matrix that detonated the Owl Town Gang was one of the super-specification weapons that flowed into Eden City.

"If the damage of the other two items is similar to this, it will indeed make most of the powerful people in the city feel uneasy. Who are their potential customers? How do they want to use them after buying them..."

"At least we can eliminate one target."

John crossed his arms and thought hard. "The items were lost from a transport ship of Fuki Industries. It's unreasonable for them to steal from the company, especially since one of them exploded right under his butt."

"That's not necessarily the case."

Olos gave a contemptuous smile.

"The top leaders of the Dongyang people are all cruel and perverted lunatics. I don't have time to explain it to you in detail. Anyway, war also exists within each gang, just like the Bone Shatters and Vito Russell. In addition to the Black Gold Gang, the Dongyang people are also carrying out bloody mergers and party liquidations."

"Is this something I, a mercenary, should worry about?"

"If you stay still, just pretend I didn't say anything. Obviously, you can't help but make trouble, so I'm reminding you to keep your eyes open and your guns pointed..."

Olos narrowed his eyes.

"Wait, I found it."

Several transaction photos pop up and overlap, and they are enlarged and switched with the movement of the body.

The picture shows the transaction scene.

Du Raymond was already in a heavily modified state at this time, embedded in the cockpit of an aircraft. The scene seemed to be in a factory somewhere, surrounded by electronic tubes and large cranes, and technicians were adjusting the equipment.

The self-circulating matrix that holds the roaming AI is placed in the center.

The logo of Fuki Industry is very conspicuous.

It is like a giant steel capsule, confined in a rectangular base comparable to a small bridge pier, with an energy cover, indicator lights, anti-nuclear module and solid-state external ICE on the surface.

Armed guards were scattered around, and the walls and floors were all made of metal, which looked wet and seemed to have been roughly washed.

The heavily modified Rift Party minions are on guard with guns.

"...Fake!"

John's eyes suddenly widened. He leaned back, pulled his hand out from his chest, and waved his fingers, marking a mercenary behind the seller with a red outline.

He enlarged the other person's face to the critical point between recognizability and mosaic distortion - the mercenary's facial lines were hard and expressionless.

"Shit, I've seen this guy before!"

John watched the DVR video in Silver Harbor and learned the truth about the last accident - he was still John Chavez at the time, was knocked down by robbers with guns, and his body was replaced after he woke up.

Olos knew this.

"This son of a bitch is the mercenary who finally knocked me down. He is the one who sold arms in Eden City. He is in the same group as the guy who hijacked the Tiebang Logistics transport vehicle!"

Oros frowned and waved her hand to call up the data.

When she was counting the spoils of Silver Harbor, all the information in the backup host was saved. At this time, she called up the video content and watched Chavez's "last" video with John.

Take screenshots, zoom in, and compare.

It's indeed the same guy.

He was wearing a dirty khaki short-sleeved shirt and a military bulletproof vest, and his arms were muscular and had cooling holes, like the high-end equipment in the promotional videos.

John zoomed in on the tattoo on his arm.

Letters of unclear meaning surround a skull and flowers, and together they surround the diode symbol.

He stared at the pattern and something flashed through his mind.

(End of this chapter)