My cyberpsychosis is a task prompt

Chapter 158 158: Silence

If it was Black Light at the beginning, it would probably directly crash the entire Sex Doll Club system, alert the Owl Town Gang guards, burn the hacker on duty connected to the firewall, and then the Internet monitoring and the floating vehicles of Fuki Industries would instantly surround this place...

They would just find John, killed by the side effects.

But now the Black Light has been upgraded with the Pandora algorithm and can be controlled by John to a certain extent.

It specifically hacked into the club's security system without touching the core server or spreading to other branches.

The side effects are also much smaller.

John gasped, visibly feeling his body temperature rise.

It was just a security system that made him feel unwell. This also indirectly shows that the Faqi Industrial Firewall is not as terrible as imagined, but the limit of the black light is more terrifying.

John took out a special inhibitor and inserted it into the reading slot on his neck. Feeling comfortable, he left the equipment room, no longer having to worry about the closed-circuit cameras all around him.

【Cyborg: Messiah-Medusa V】

John's eyeballs are highly configured, using black light as a springboard to connect to the surveillance field of view through the Atlanta virtual network.

He accurately blocked the blind spots of the patrolling guards and moved silently in the building with the help of advanced foot prostheses.

The basement of the sex doll club in front of him was even blurred into a black and green data frame, and the conical coverage of the closed-circuit monitors switched to safe green one by one.

[Mission target update]

[Search for the hostage hiding place. (Not achieved)]

The underground garage looks like an undecorated rough construction site.

It is not open to the public and is basically used to supply clubs and transport gang supplies. There are few cars parked there, and crates wrapped in plastic sheets can be seen everywhere, broken concrete pillars are covered with graffiti, and metal scaffolding and abandoned furniture are stacked in the corners.

There was a strange smell in the air.

John discovered a blind spot through the surveillance camera and suspected that it was where the hostages were held. But when he lifted the dirty plastic tarpaulin, what came into his sight were two mutilated bodies, both of them young girls, whose internal organs had been basically removed.

The water pipe hung beside the metal countertop, making a gurgling sound, and all kinds of dirt flowed along the metal grid into the drainage well.

John activated the scan and saw sealed boxes containing organs and barrels of prosthetic inserts.

This is a low- to mid-range sex doll club.

The ghouls cooperated with them, not only providing kidnapping services, but also "waste utilization" and "debris recycling" work.

"...Fake."

John's whispers were drowned out by the roar of the generator.

Two yellow searchlights were placed diagonally, making the plastic sheet turn yellow.

He frowned, raised his hand to cover his nose, walked around the body and saw a trail of dragging marks.

There are several Owl Town gang members outside this area made up of plastic film and yellow metal frames. They can be seen distributed around through the camera in the distance. The one closest to John is sitting on a pile of debris and smoking with a rifle slung over his shoulder.

He has short red hair, silver-gray earrings, and the skin exposed outside his vest is covered with tattoos.

[Prosthetic limb: The Silent One [Faqi Industrial]]

John activated the prosthetic program, the muscles around his ankle contracted, and the arch of his foot stretched more subtly, and walking under the light of the searchlight was like a shadow passing by quietly.

"Fu~uh——"

John stretched out his hands, clamped the gangster and dragged him back, pressed him into the water, controlled him with the help of his knees and body weight, and held his throat with his hands, making it difficult for the man to even utter the slightest moan.

The metal electronic respirator fell among the debris.

The figure of another patrolling thug was reflected on the plastic film. As the roller shutter fluttered slightly, his boots could be seen landing next to the e-cigarette. He walked over at a steady speed without stopping.

John calmly watched the other person walk away before loosening his fingers.

"...Ugh, cough, cough, wuuuu..."

The guard vomited with tears and was immediately strangled again, as if his throat was locked by an iron clamp wrapped around his skin, which reminded him of the pervert in the club who liked choking.

John put one foot on his back and pressed the rifle he had snatched against the back of his head.

Click.

"Where is the girl we snatched from the ghouls?"

[Steam and laundry room...next door...please...(Japanese)]

"Shut up, where's the mole?"

[Who...who is...rat? (Japanese)]

"The ghoul who delivered the goods, the human trafficker who helped you kidnap the girl?"

[Upstairs... I don't know where exactly, he orders a different sex doll every time he comes over, I... please...]

boom.

John interrupted his pleas for mercy by swinging the butt of his gun, and the heavy blow directly caused the other party to fall into a coma.

John removed the magazine and threw it into the sink, then reached out and broke the man's neck with a "click".

In the monitoring room of Fu Sheng Kyoto Club.

The guard on duty was eating an energy bar, and out of the corner of his eye he seemed to notice a black line flashing in the underground garage area. Outside the area enclosed by the plastic tarpaulin, the guard who had been killed by John was still sitting there smoking.

The timestamp appears normal, but the distances of the patrolling guards nearby seem a bit off.

The guard asked his colleague next to him cautiously.

The hacker was lying in the cooling trough. Hearing this, he picked up the data cable and plugged it in. He checked the firewall log and system status, but found nothing abnormal. Then the sounds of conversation and chewing food were heard again in the monitoring room.

【Fusheng Kyoto Club-Underground Garage】

A patrolling guard frowned, feeling something was wrong. He looked around and didn't see any other staff on duty. He subconsciously raised his gun and called out a few names.

Got no response.

He realized something was wrong and was about to report to the monitoring room to call for reinforcements, without noticing John emerging from the darkness behind him.

The guard's mouth was covered, his eyes widened, and then a bullet went into the back of his head.

The silenced pistol vibrated slightly.

The blood splashed half a meter away, not spreading much, and fell on the concrete floor where dirty deals often took place, inconspicuously.

John gently grabbed the man and dragged him behind the cover.

There were already five bodies in the corner of the parking lot.

John called up the program, estimated the time and set himself a time limit to solve the problem before the security guard discovered the abnormality in the surveillance.

The steam and washing room is in the corner.

There are many large washing and drying equipment here, humming loudly, and the ventilation ducts and dehumidifiers are also running for 20 hours.

John used the noise to cover himself and slipped into the corridor. He activated Swanstein and quickly shot the two guards. He dragged the bodies into the laundry basket and covered them with smelly sheets.

He used the key card he had searched to open the door.

A dim yellow ceiling light hung in the narrow storage room, and the stench and smell of blood filled the air.

John's entry caused minor screams and cries.

"Farke, shut up!"

He walked in fiercely, took out his gun and reloaded it. The room really became quiet, with only the sound of chains colliding and sobbing. John had suffered before.

He had to ensure that the scene was under control, that he was safe enough, and that the hostages would not cause trouble before he could make further decisions.

The kidnapped girls huddled in a row against the wall.

The Owltown Gang and the Ghouls chained them together. They were in a trance and showed signs of being beaten. They were questioned by John in a narrow room.

These "goods" were delivered yesterday. They are from the same batch as Charlie. They joined the club through drug addiction and coercion, and are waiting for further adjustments and allocations. Perhaps they will also need to undergo implant modifications to adapt to the grade requirements of different clubs.

Charlie was not among them.

It is said that she and other girls were providing services in ordinary rooms, while the mole was in the theme room near the top floor. When the situation inside was mentioned, some girls who had been there almost collapsed on the spot.

[Mission target update]

[Looking for Xia Li. (Not achieved)]

【Release other hostages. (Optional)】

The key may be in the fire control center. Usually, the security supervisor is responsible for managing the newly arrived sex dolls, and the elevator control card needed to go to the corresponding floor is also there.

John raised his hand to note the time and motioned for them to be quiet.

He did not make any promises and did not reveal his identity. After all, if there was any noise, he might not be able to take care of the hostages. It is better not to give hope to something that is not sure.

【Fusheng Kyoto Club-Fire Control Center】

John worked his way back through the Atlanta virtual network and arrived at the source where all signals converged and were transmitted.

The fire control center is located in the area near the parking lot at the back door of the club, next to an alley. There are often a large number of guards coming in and out, so a quick decision is needed.

The club's security system is now under John's control.

He was leaning against the metal sliding door, ready to open it and break in at any time, but he had to confirm the specific situation first and then formulate corresponding countermeasures.

Messiah's artificial eye flashed with data streams.

The camera inside the fire control center flashed a red light, and it could be seen that the personnel on duty were two armed security guards, a patrol soldier, and a recently added hacker who was lying in the cooling pool.

John was hiding at the corner of the door. He saw a soldier patrolling outside the room passing by through the camera in the alley. He immediately changed his view, followed him silently, and strangled him to death.

[Chip: Naked Strand Assassination]

Next up is dealing with the hackers.

He was lying in the cooling pool, ready to be on standby at any time. If he detected any abnormality or physical attack, he would immediately send a message to Faqi Industries. After all, they had just been attacked by a roving AI and were in the white-hot stage of a gang war, so they had to be very sensitive in everything they did.

John dragged the patrol guard's body into the alley and dumped it into an open dumpster, then dodged the Owltown thugs roaming outside and found an equipment area hidden behind a vending machine.

He broke the rusty fence with his hands, huddled in a corner, and stealthily opened the cover - although the black light had hacked into the security system and controlled the closed-circuit cameras, making the hacker unaware of the abnormality, a physical connection was still required if he wanted to use the black light to remotely burn the other party's brain.

John pulled out the data cable from his arm and plugged it in.

next second.

His vision was spinning, lights appeared on the surface of his pupils, and his consciousness was wandering in the data channel, as if he had entered someone's body in the first person.

John saw "himself" struggling to get up from the cooling pool. Electric arcs and smoke kept flashing around him. His hands were desperately tearing at the wires, trying to get out of the pool, and finally he was covered in crimson.

This is a silent high-definition picture.

John cut the connection, pulled out the data cable, and rushed back to the door of the fire control center as fast as he could.

Blacklight received several security access requests during this process.

The guards in the fire control room were very surprised by the hacker's sudden death. They were desperately trying to sound the alarm and call for reinforcements remotely. When they found that the system had no response, they considered making phone calls and running to the corridor to call loudly.

John pulled out his silenced pistol, turned around suddenly, and saw that the metal sliding door had just opened.

A guard ran out in panic, but before he could even shout, he was shot in the head with a silenced pistol. Blood splattered on the door frame, and his body collapsed with his eyes wide open.

John did not stop, activated the Swanwestin, stepped over the threshold in the dark green time-stop filter, raised his weapon, and killed the remaining guard who had his mouth open and was holding a rifle.

BIU——

The bullet went through his eye.

puff-

The metal sliding door behind him closed, stuck on the body, and bounced back, flashing yellow light.

John stripped the coat off the body he had just killed, immediately ran to the door to pull the body back, and quickly wiped off the blood.

The metal sliding door tried to close several times during this process, and finally, it couldn't wait to sound the alarm.

Beep, beep, beep——

In the alley outside the club.

Several thugs who were sharing contraband turned their heads at the same time, confirmed each other's eyes, put cigarettes in their mouths, loaded their guns, and walked through the corridor together to the fire control center.

The metal sliding door is quiet.

There were light brown stains at their feet, and blood that had not been cleaned up was mixed in the cracks.

The gangsters didn't look closely because when they got closer they heard some enchanting sounds coming from the room.

[Damn it, two beasts are watching a movie? (Japanese)]

[Ah, I'm so envious. I deserve to be lazy in an air-conditioned room. Well, I'll be on duty anyway. (Japanese)]

The two thugs talked in low voices.

Opposite the metal door.

John stood in the darkness, pressed against the wall, holding his breath, with a silenced gun in his hand.

There was a smoking hacker in the cooling pool nearby.

Two armed guards sat side by side in front of the operating table, and a chip was inserted into the mobile device on the table. The screen was playing a dirty movie shot by director Xiao Wuming - the equipment and things were placed in the drawer, which was found during the inspection of the scene just now.

There is a huge difference in discipline between gang thugs and company soldiers.

Bang, bang bang!

A loud knock on the door brought John back to his senses.

He was already thinking about how to open the door, kill them quickly, and then drag the bodies in and hide them - but the more people he killed, the greater the uncontrollable factors would be, and the time he could move freely would be shortened, which would easily attract attention. If the alarm was triggered, the mission would be declared a failure, and hundreds of people and hovercrafts would quickly come to support him, so he would have to find a way to escape the scene.

[Hey! What are you doing in there? (Japanese)]

The thug from the Xiaocheng Gang raised his hand to bang on the door, tilted his head to listen, as if he was playing a bad joke.

They didn't wait for a response and were wondering...

The two bodies in front of John lost their balance as they stiffened, and fell to the ground in an alternating manner, making a slight collision sound.

There was silence outside the door for a moment, then laughter broke out.

The two thugs laughed wantonly, thinking that the person inside was fumbling to pull up his pants. As if their joke had been responded to, they left contentedly, not forgetting to kick the door before leaving.

[…Work hard, you bastard, hahaha. (Japanese)]

The footsteps gradually faded away.

John slowly lowered his gun in the darkness.

(End of this chapter)