My cyberpsychosis is a task prompt

Chapter 159: Journalist Pires

In the fire control center where the sound of lewd music was echoing, John checked the nameplates in the metal cabinet and got the elevator control card that could open any floor, as well as the key that could unlock the chains of the girls downstairs.

John did not go to the front desk on the first floor, but went back to the underground garage and took the internal elevator directly to the corresponding floor.

The privacy of the sex doll club means that there are only a very small number of service staff on the floor.

John stands in the elevator, his back against six LCD screens, his ears filled with erotic music, telling you in a concrete way that all kinds of sexual fetishes and fantasies that break the bottom line can be satisfied here.

John lived on Danny Street for a long time, went to Sakashima Izakaya, went to Borago Club, and also visited Steel Hot Forest...

He is also a person who has experienced and seen a lot and has a say.

Combining what I have seen and heard before and comparing them with each other, the West District, led by the Borago Club, likes to use hallucinogens in combination with holographic projection to create an experience that is far superior to super-sensory chips, and is leading the city in drug formulation.

Sakura Cross Street is dominated by Orientals.

Izakayas and sex doll clubs have very different styles, and their main feature is service. The girls and men are as gentle as water, and through advanced implants and behavioral chips, they provide customers with experiences that break the bottom line.

High-end clubs often adopt a membership system, while mid- to low-end clubs like Fu Sheng Kyoto have all kinds of customers and a relatively poor working environment. But no matter what kind of place it is, there are people who don't treat sex dolls as human beings.

The elevator stopped steadily at the normal floor.

According to the girls who were kidnapped downstairs:

Sex dolls that have not been trained and transformed can only receive temporary customers here. Those reckless men and gamblers are left with only the desire to vent. They are a warning to the new sex dolls and a "tool" to destroy their resistance consciousness.

Click.

John finished loading the gun.

He straightened his work jacket and walked steadily down the corridor, with his silenced pistol hanging slightly at his side.

Noise-reducing carpet is rolled out.

The passage is long and dark.

Deafening music and industrial fragrance covered everything. The black walls made of glass could only reveal distorted human figures when you got close to them. Ring-shaped light strips outlined the edges and corners, and digital LED lights marked the room numbers...

John walked quietly and saw an open room with instruments scattered all over the floor. He activated the scan and saw bloodstains. The air was filled with the smell of corruption and sin.

He walked to the end and stopped at the door of the only room that indicated he was staying overnight.

Nourishes—

John rang the phone bell.

The screen showed that it was connected, and the music inside and outside the room was briefly mixed, but there was no sound of talking.

"Room service, sir."

[I didn't ask you to leave.]

The call is over.

John frowned, and could tell the other party was feeling guilty, so he rang the phone again.

[… Shit, get the hell out of here…]

"Sir! I need to go in and make sure everything is alright."

[No, you don't have this right. I paid for it, understand? I'm going to complain to the front desk, you idiot... you...]

John's eyes gradually narrowed.

He has a club pass, which allows him to swipe open the door of an ordinary private room, or even open it remotely through the security system.

The guys in the room had obviously anticipated this possibility, and there were sounds of panic and cursing.

The voice call was disconnected again.

Drop, puff——

The metal door opened.

John held the pistol, bent his elbows slightly, leaned forward and quickly searched the area near the door, stretched his arms, and walked around the room carefully.

The metal sliding door closed behind him, blocking out the noise from the corridor.

There is no main light in the room. The hidden light strip creates a dim and seductive atmosphere. The leather bed is covered with a white velvet blanket. There are dining tables, sofas, and electric bathtubs in front of the two walls...

John didn't see Charlie and the client. He looked around and focused his attention on the bathroom.

He walked over, turned it, and found it was a physical lock.

"...Fake."

John cursed under his breath, and Yggdrasil burst out with strength, twisting the arched door handle directly, only to find that something was stuck inside, and the lock slot was one-way from the inside.

The client was screaming inside.

[Oh shit, are you crazy? I paid the money, what the hell is wrong with you! ]

"Phew~ Listen, man, let me in, it'll make things a lot easier."

John suppressed his anger, activated the scan, and began to observe the structure.

[No way, who are you, a cop or a security guard? You have no reason to treat customers like this!]

BIU, BIU!

John raised his revolver, aimed right at the door but not too close, and fired two shots at the head.

[Weapon: Faki-Silence]

[Module: Level III Silencer, Advanced Penetration]

The bullets gouged through the synthetic panels and soundproofing felt, leaving the thin metal layer looking like it had exploded, revealing two through holes through which white lights and tiled walls could be vaguely seen.

[Oh! Shit! Ah... No no, I surrender.]

John ignored it with a cold face, turned the muzzle of the gun, aimed it at the scanned lock tongue area, emptied the magazine directly, and chiseled out the outline of the load-bearing area.

Click.

John reloaded.

The empty magazine fell to the ground.

boom!
John simply raised his foot and kicked open the bathroom door, then quickly turned sideways to search the interior, but saw no traps or ambushes.

The client huddled next to the toilet, using the sink and sideboards to hide his body.

There is no dry and wet separation in the room.

The metal shower head was next to the vent, a girl was lying on the floor, and there were scattered fast food and drink bottles next to her.

John didn't say anything, he just went over and kicked the shark.

"Ah~ cough cough cough, I...I'm going to die."

The client was not strong. He was a white man with brown hair parted on the side. He wore a shirt under a leather jacket and looked like a cowardly scoundrel.

John broke his ribs with a kick, then turned to scan the girl.

[Name: Xia Li]

She looked very similar to the photo Barry provided, wearing a white inner garment, with bruises on her legs and cheeks, and many small wounds on her body, lying motionless on the bathroom floor.

"Fuck, she's dead?"

John turned the gun on the client.

The guy turned his head away, stretched out his hand to cover it, and huddled beside the toilet, wanting to squeeze himself into the gap. He screamed wildly.

"No man, I didn't fuck her!"

"Why, you guys can't do it? So... you can only use violence to satisfy your perverted desires... and then beat her to death?"

John gave his analysis.

"What!? No, shit, the girl was injured when she entered the room. It was your club's fault. It has nothing to do with me. She just fainted after taking the medicine. I..."

He spoke incoherently, breathing hard to relieve the tension, glanced tremblingly at the gunman in front of him, and then quickly looked away.

John looked down and around, then kicked the injection and scanned it to see the label.

【Medicine: Xiangruan Jiaren [Injection]】

【Manufacturer: Faqi Pharmaceutical】

[Description: A narcotic drug. The user's consciousness becomes chaotic, and they will experience general weakness and drowsiness. The drug effect lasts for 12 hours, and each dose must be taken at least 4 hours apart. It is less addictive...]

"You...you're not from Japan? Um, you don't work for the Owl Town Gang...right?"

The gentleman had mustered up a little courage, perhaps because John did not kill him immediately, and his tone was filled with anticipation and nervousness.

John felt that he was not just a prostitute, so he started the scan.

【Name: Pire Corrado】

[Force: ALW [Americas Insight into the World]]

[File: Once imprisoned for secretly filming and dangerous driving, now a non-staff employee of the American Insight News Broadcasting Company...]

Pires is one of those intern journalists. To put it bluntly, he is a paparazzi who is free to work outside, has no social security, no fixed salary, and receives the lowest allowance.

Most of them disappear after living in a daze, and only a very small number of them can win the favor of their supervisors through various means, get assigned to do odd jobs, and then wait until their livers have been replaced, before they can barely reach the same starting line as their directly recruited colleagues.

The company is very strict in controlling job positions. Even if many people despise and abuse it, if the opportunity to ride on a hovercraft is offered, there will still be a lot of people who will rush to get it.

Pires doesn't have that much youth to squander, so he takes risks to dig up explosive news in exchange for remuneration or a formal position.

The incident of a roving AI at the Sakura Cross Street private sex doll club was definitely a big news that shook the whole city. Two councillors died, dozens of company executives were admitted to the ICU, and the number of casualties exceeded 200...

Pires keenly seized the opportunity to turn things around.

He was near the private club at the time, and he stripped the clothes off the bodies of the emergency team members, took the elevator with his custom equipment and ran from beginning to end, frantically changed clothes in the fire scene and among the dead, and even sneaked into the computer room and copied a large amount of data...

Pire is not a shark coin, it has no internet connection, and the entire operation is offline. It will go where there are few people.

When the scene was cordoned off, he had already disguised himself as a seriously injured person without insurance and ran away through an alley full of garbage.

"I fucking swear, all the media in Eden City combined don't have as much first-hand information as I do!"

Pires spoke with his eyes wide open and trembling with excitement, as if he was a stink bug at the bottom of society who had finally found a straw to turn things around.

He even forgot about the gun in John's hand.

The data was in the bag he carried with him, including videos and photos copied from the artificial eye recording device, as well as the separated chips he found, the hard drive pulled out from the wreckage of the computer room, and the data storage device in the mobile terminal that had been unplugged in time...

The waterproof black travel bag was packed to the brim.

It not only involves the dirty dealings of Fuki Industries and the Owl Town Gang, but also the real-life situation at the scene. Any forces involved in this incident may be able to dig out intelligence from it.

At that time, the company dog ​​and ECPD arrived at the scene one after another.

The sex doll club was closed down as quickly as possible, and then the gangsters led by the Xiaocheng Gang and the Black Gold Gang fought in the streets. The municipal government announced an emergency curfew, and the SAT was suppressed throughout the town...

It’s messy, it’s too messy.

Pires didn't know who to trust.

But he knew very well that the aftermath work of Faqi and the Xiaocheng Gang included killing people to silence them and destroying bodies. What he had in his hands was enough to make him disappear in Eden City a hundred times.

This down-and-out paparazzi racked his brains and made the right decision. He didn't jump out immediately, nor did he reveal that he had something in his hand, nor did he even run back home. Instead, he thought in reverse, walked around Sakura Cross Street and turned into another sex doll club, ordered a girl, renewed the contract indefinitely, and stayed in the room to delay time and think of a solution.

The company's military and public relations departments didn't even notice the existence of this guy at the first time, and they didn't have time to take stock of the specific losses and people involved in the accident.

The club where Pires was hiding was Fu Sheng Kyoto, which offered a cheap package with overnight accommodation and food, and matched him with Xia Li.

He was not in the mood to have sex and had no appetite. He was worried that the sex doll would expose himself, so he used drugs to knock her out. Fearing that she would die, he checked her vital signs at regular intervals and injected her with nutrient solution twice.

And then……

John kicked the door open.

Pires had noticed that John was not dressed like a club security guard in a suit and tie, and his attention was all on the sex doll, so he guessed that the other party was a mercenary who was paid for his services.

He begged John to take him with him when he escaped. The Owltown Gang was now under very strict surveillance, and white faces entering and leaving the club with bags of materials would more easily arouse suspicion.

"Go to Chengxin Plaza. I'll figure out the rest on my own."

"……Feel sorry."

John checked Charlie's condition, picked up the girl and prepared to leave.

Pire rolled to his feet, trying to emphasize the news value of the package and arouse the mercenaries' greed.

"… This is a small matter. Take me, put me in a corner and drive into the city. Just leave me in the square. I will drive you for any amount of money you want…"

“Have you ever been targeted by the company?”

John, a little annoyed, pointed at the package.

"This thing can pierce the chest of Fuki Industries. The entire PR department and the boss behind the scenes will overturn the gambling table for it... Even if you hide in the most luxurious apartment, the hovercraft will stop at your doorstep and break in from the glass curtain wall hundreds of meters high to kill you... You have to find someone with a strong enough background to withstand the wrath of Fuki Industries in order to turn it into resources. In the eyes of such a big shot, you are nothing... Do you want my advice? Don't daydream, throw the thing away as soon as possible, and never let anyone know... You entered that damn building that day!"

John warned Pires and even pulled out his gun. He began to hesitate whether to kill the witness to avoid affecting himself - he clearly remembered that he only came to the club to rescue people, and he shouldn't jump into the frying pan if he failed to accomplish such a small task.

"I know, man, I don't fucking know it!"

Pires seemed to be driven crazy and regarded John as his last straw. He pursed his lips, his face haggard but somewhat determined.

"My informant told me that the Xiaocheng Gang is searching nearby. Many people who passed by the scene that day were visited afterwards. If you leave, I will just be a corpse..."

“Should I care?”

"No, it's just a deal. How much do I have to pay to get you to agree to take me away? I'll just take some goods with me, and it won't involve you at all. Man, I don't want to die, and I don't want to sit on a greasy stool, emptying my pocket to buy a glass of the cheapest watered-down wine. I don't want to be vomited by homeless people and stink all over. I, huh~ I just want to be a decent person!"

Pires' emotions, which had been suppressed for a long time, finally burst out. He gritted his teeth while speaking, but there were tears in his eyes.

He was a lot like the fools in Eden who wanted to be big shots.

"I just want a position and a future. The money from reselling the information will belong to you. By then, I will be your connection in the city. Man, even if I am a mercenary, I have to move forward. You can understand me, right?"

"Oh, you're crazy."

John sneered and shook his head.

Pires stood up straight, put his hand on the service bell, and spoke in a death-prepared tone with red eyes.

"Take me away, or kill me."

[Mission target update]

【Help Pires leave. (optional)】

【Kill Pire. (Not achieved)】

John didn't expect that he could also trigger the mission.

(End of this chapter)