Overturned Tower

Just a momentary pause.

The melodious minuet music playing in the corridor came to an end.

"...Don't be afraid, I'm coming right now."

From the loudspeaker that was originally playing music, Delphinium's calm voice sounded slowly: "I have just called the spare floating car, and I can get on the car in one minute and twenty seconds. The journey is eleven minutes, and I will be there then." Breaking through the window... three minutes, probably enough time."

"—you are not allowed to come!"

Real anger flickered in the eyes of the inferior: "It's absolutely too late, this is a conspiracy—"

But Delphinium interrupted him without hesitation: "I am the minister, I have the final say. I am the best psychic hacker on Happy Island, if I can't solve it, no one can solve it.

"We can't let it go and let innocent people sacrifice...even if there is only one person. Otherwise, wouldn't we really become the dogs of the company?"

But that's different—

The bad ones want to argue.

His will was clear—this time the "veil of ignorance" specifically made the demands.

It was a system that only the "psychic hacker" intrusion mode could unravel.

What are the intrusion characteristics of psionic hackers?

Being able to use psychic powers in the matrix... Another feature is that psychic hackers cannot exit instantly.

If it is not safe to exit, the soul will remain in the matrix and the body will become a vegetable.

It's definitely a trap—the bomb will probably only have a few seconds left in the end.

But this time the bomb was different from the previous two, and it was impossible to let it go.

If it is really impossible to disassemble, the inferior must kill the child instantly to prevent the bomb explosion from destroying the floor.

But in that case... not only did he kill an innocent person, but the damaged program would also leave Delphinium's soul inside and destroy it with it.

—Can he bet?

Trust delphiniums to do it all?

He does want to believe.

But what if... what if?

Even if he escapes with the delphinium through the window, the delphinium will become a vegetable and the bomb will explode; if he kills the child at the last moment, the bomb will not explode, but the delphinium will still become a vegetable, and he committed murder.

If he himself escapes at this time, the bomb will explode and the floor will still collapse...

There seems to be only one option left.

If the child is killed before the delphinium arrives...

There will only be two victims.

The innocents he killed, and himself.

The inferior must never be judged, otherwise it would be a carnival of crimes... It is better to die without a burial and become "disappeared".

He can do it.

If the delphinium chip is used to explode the strongest psionic energy in the body, the sound waves can directly shake him into minced meat. Melting quietly into this world.

— Seems like the best option when measured solely by the number of victims.

"…if."

The inferior man lowered his head and looked at the masked boy who was still shaking slightly—the boy seemed to realize something.

His voice was as hoarse as sandpaper: "If it's really a last resort..."

"Don't talk nonsense!"

As soon as the bad guy started talking, delphinium guessed what the bad guy wanted to say, and she reprimanded and interrupted without hesitation: "Trust me, I'm the best psychic hacker...I can do it."

"This **** is trying to make me miserable, so he betrayed me—"

"—So, he won't let you die here, there must be a solution to this bomb."

Delphinium's cold and quiet voice sounded methodically: "You have lost your composure, I order you to follow my command."

"…Yes."

"Listen, I won't be able to use the deck when I get in the car. I'll be disconnected for a while, but don't worry... I just sent Russell up to help you.

"He's also a cybersecurity engineer, maybe he can do a round of intrusions first - if he won't connect, you let him help and cut off the limbs of those people. He has a charter and has learned swordsmanship.

"—the car is here, I'm going offline."

After speaking, Delphinium's voice disappeared instantly.

And after her voice disappeared.

"Support..."

The Iron Mask, who had been silent for a long time, sneered and let out a distorted voice: "It's too late.

"I arranged for four 'bodyguards' with more than 70% transformation to wait on the first floor, holding live ammunition, and assassinating people who enter the room. This was originally prepared for you...but if your newcomer blocks this for you If Jie, he is probably dead by now."

"He can't die."

The inferior who regained his composure frowned and replied flatly.

"You trust him that much?"

asked the mask.

The inferior did not answer this question, but instead replied: "Since you don't know that Russell is still alive, it means that you are unable to observe the situation on the first floor. After the minister spoke, you stopped talking... I thought of two possibilities.

With that said, the inferior stood among the crowd standing quietly, slowly took out the metal lighter, lit it, and lit a cigarette for himself.

The moment the lighter was lit, those people who stood quietly like statues fell to the ground in pain and twitched.

And at the moment when the inferior is venting, he closes the lighter forcefully.

A loud noise as sharp as thunder exploded in their minds.

—The prosthetic bodies on the bodyguards whose hearing was suppressed began to short-circuit and sparks burst out.

Although these bodyguards are not equipped with weapons, they can definitely be regarded as "elite" bodyguards, but they are like straws that have been harvested in pieces in front of the inferior.

"Either you let the delphinium come here as soon as possible without being disturbed; or you are worried that the abnormal network waveform when you speak will be tracked by the delphinium.

"Then I guess, the intrusion method you used this time should be different from before... just like the bomb this time is also different.

"You're nearby, aren't you?"

The inferior replied affirmatively: "The straight-line distance is definitely not far, it is in this building. Considering security, I guess you are probably on the first floor... Is it in the nightclub lobby?"

Iron Mask did not reply.

At this moment, the elevator lights up.

Russell walked quickly out of it.

"Do you need help?"

He held the red light blade that was already in an activated state in his right hand, and before he got close to the inferior, he asked, "Who do you want me to kill?"

Incomparably short, powerful, and crisp inquiries.

Originally, Russell thought that the inferior ones were facing a tough battle...he had to remain vigilant and not hold back the inferior ones.

As a result, when I came up to see, there were corpses lying on the ground.

...Presumably because I couldn't make up the knife, so it was painful. Usually there are arresting team members around the inferior, who are mainly responsible for handcuffing the people who beat him down.

Presumably his own position is similar.

"Or," Russell felt that his words were a bit murderous, and even impatient, and his image was not very good... So he quickly asked again politely, "Do you want me to paralyze them?"

Russell didn't know.

His previous question caused a momentary shake in the poor man's heart.

Not only is it a misjudgment of Russell's character - he once thought he was a timid and gentle child, but he didn't expect it... Felines are beasts after all.

The main reason is that just now, the inferior even had a moment to seriously consider... whether to let Russell kill the child.

After all, the "hero" seems to be less guilty of murder...?

-Do not.

"...so ugly."

The poor one took a deep breath of cigarette and murmured softly.

…bad as I am.

How dare you think so...

"what?"

"nothing."

The inferior said calmly, took off the cigarette **** that was highlighted by taking a deep breath, and pressed it firmly on the palm of his left hand.

The severe pain instantly cleared his mind.

Shirking responsibility is unforgivable.

People forget their mistakes, but the bad wish they could remember.

This is a necessary punishment.

—Punishment for daring to have such depraved thoughts.

On the palm of his left hand, there were already six or seven scorching marks like this.

Enduring the pain of scorching skin from the high temperature, the voice of the inferior did not waver in the slightest: "Cut off their legs so that they can't get up—as fast as possible."

"This is easy."

Russell responded briskly.

I saw the cat, which was walking slowly, suddenly lowered its body and its pupils became vertical pupils.

Like a hunter, he jumped out like lightning.

His movements were so fast that it almost turned into an afterimage, and he could only see a red light and shadow constantly jumping.

No special tricks.

If you slow down, you will rush over and slash once—and then slash with precision within the range, one after another, until the next time you need to move your body, you will rush to the next wave of people again.

More than two-thirds of these people did not hold weapons~www.readwn.com~ All of them were tortured by the psychic power of the inferior to the point that they had almost no strength to resist.

Some people can barely stand, and more people are lying on their stomachs.

And even for those standing and holding weapons, Russell threw the sharp blade in his hand-it would cut these people down to the ground remotely, and Russell himself would not approach them at all.

It's like cleaning, precise and fast.

In less than three minutes, all their legs were removed by Russell. Not much more difficult than taking apart a crab.

"Anything else?"

Russell exhaled, took two breaths, and asked.

His tense muscles slowly relaxed, and the sweat steamed from his collar with visible heat.

"...I'm not sure, if you can do it."

The inferior frowned: "But I want to explain the risks to you first."

After that, the inferior quickly explained the "rules of the game" to Russell.

"I appreciate that you cut off their legs, it greatly reduces the pressure on our side."

The inferior said slowly: "You are still a newcomer, there is no need to participate in such a dangerous operation...Trust us. By the way, you can help evacuate the crowd when you leave...It is best to register the people in the hall on the first floor with this a bit."

His voice was very calm, and seemed to be full of confidence as usual, and he was even comforting Russell.

After finishing speaking, the inferior handed over the green monocle.

But Russell took a deep breath and didn't pick it up.

"Don't wait for the delphinium to come."

Russell replied very earnestly and earnestly: "Let me do it.

"—I'd do that too, really."