Chapter 201: Sisal Rope
A black supercar is speeding on the bizarre streets.
Gino sat in the passenger seat, her pupils shrinking. She could vaguely see fine data flashing, and the tall buildings in her field of vision were divided into data grids, with a glowing path extending forward.
John held the steering wheel, his prosthetic eye synchronizing navigation data, and colorful advertisements sliding across his face through the glass.
【Eden City-Chengxin Plaza Commercial District】
The city's most powerful companies have their homes here.
The Parliament Building stands proudly surrounded by stars, with a fountain garden in front of it.
There are hundreds of hidden projection devices around, playing the city's best and largest holographic projection advertisements 24 hours a day, which can be seen clearly even in the extremely bright daytime.
There are several similar devices.
For example, the gang's floating sign before the bombing of the Borago Club, and the long queue for the New Year's Eve parade at Sakura Cross Street.
There is no specific ownership of Chengxin Plaza.
Whenever a company needs to promote its products, it will rent a place for a period of time.
At this time, the holographic projection showed two ninjas wearing leather jackets.
They wore the latest laser glasses from the Fuki Group, with two types of eyeballs and matching lens modules displayed floating next to them, and held customized samurai swords in their hands. They could choose from three levels of precision calibration options depending on the package.
Two models, several dozen meters tall, stood back to back, posing in various poses around the central garden.
Silver Knight 577 roared past them.
John drifted around the small fountain, switched gears, stepped on the accelerator and climbed up the wide steps with a slight slope, then crossed the internal path and arrived at the entrance of the commercial street.
This is the most prosperous area in Eden City.
Corporate elites and socialites all gather here, which can be seen from the surrounding traffic conditions:
There are obviously more high-end commercial vehicles and top supercars.
The hovercraft routes overhead are densely crisscrossed, and the dense drone loading and unloading platforms are like moss growing on skyscrapers.
Intercity rail and public subways are always full.
"Stop the car and look over there. There's something interesting to watch."
Gino motioned John to look at the large screen in the middle.
It was a huge curved screen floating at the intersection, broadcasting tonight's "Cyber Night Talk" debate show live.
The host who added fuel to the fire.
Capital with a complex background.
The guests were arguing with each other.
The audience wanted to tear the screen into pieces.
……
The theme of this issue is the social opinion of the Faqi Group.
As one of the most powerful forces in the gang war, the Japanese have caused many public hazards in Eden City, and the behind-the-scenes capital, the Faqi Group, is closely related to the bombing of the Borago Club.
John felt something was wrong.
The guests at the event were extremely tolerant of Japanese people.
No one mentioned the illegal transactions that were previously exposed, and they also attributed the case of the sex doll club's AI out of control to the negligence of network supervision...
"Is this fucking controversial?"
John frowned upon hearing this.
Among the guests was a journalist with brown hair and red lips, who worked for the American World Insight Broadcasting Company. She even praised Haruhiko Futaki's contribution to urban construction.
The intercity train derailment incident that John personally experienced has finally seen follow-up developments.
As soon as Haruhiko Fataki arrived in Eden City, he injected funds to restart the city's construction.
They did not deny the train derailment caused by AI out of control, and directly paid for the reconstruction of damaged sections of the road and public facilities.
Not only that……
The Faqi Group also bid for abandoned land to build secondary factories in order to reclaim its lost parliamentary seat. It even promised that all municipal roads damaged during the gang war would be provided with a full set of equipment upgrades and two years of maintenance services!
This is a huge amount of money, amounting to billions of Euros.
With his strong financial resources, Haruhiko Fataki had a profound impact on the political and economic status of the Orientals in Eden City.
Behind these projects are a huge number of jobs.
The Faqi Group rejected the municipal government's bidding proposal and threw all these opportunities to ordinary citizens, allowing many people who had nowhere to go in the gang war to find a way to support their families.
This is also an important factor in the reversal of public opinion.
John inexplicably thought of the Damascus Camp - the project undertaken by the Wanderers in Eden City was squeezed out by the Japanese. He wondered if it had a direct connection with Haruhiko Futaki's plan.
But it is foreseeable that:
Except for the West District, every plot in Eden City will have a large number of construction fences, covered with the black and white logo of the Faqi Group.
There are also said to be changes in parliamentary seats.
The powerful people in Eden City are very disgusted with the aggressive invasion of the Japanese, but they have been scheming against each other for many years and have not yet come up with a unified attitude.
John didn't understand politics, had never cared about the upper class, and was confused by the discussion of city rights.
He turned to look at Gino.
"Are we just here to listen to their bragging?"
"Pay attention to that female guest."
Gino gestured to the journalist, Sula Berg.
At this time, a guest said that Haruhiko Futaki carried out an assassination plan at the Borago Club, which threatened the lives of a large number of public figures.
The terrorists at the scene were able to cause large-scale casualties because they used weapons and experimental-grade prostheses produced by Fukui Military Industry.
A news reporter named Sura stood up.
"I have evidence that you are talking nonsense."
She walked out of her seat and clapped her hands, and the big screen immediately switched to the first-person perspective of the on-site law enforcement footage.
The special operations team members cut open Longchuanze's body in the burning ruins and gave a real-time report - they did not find the core technology of the Faqi Group. The modification was very exaggerated, the surgical technique was superb, but the materials were all things that could be bought on the black market.
John knows the truth as an eyewitness:
The second group of "Chuan" who entered the scene recovered all the key evidence.
But that's not the problem.
John shook his head and sighed.
"That's amazing. She was able to get the SAT enforcement video?"
"There must be someone to help."
Gino gave a meaningful smile.
Suddenly, a strange moan was heard from the live broadcast screen.
The female guest named Sura began to tremble while covering her skirt, her eyes wide open as if she had been attacked by something. Her prosthetic eye rolled back and smoke was coming out of the heat dissipation seams all over her body.
The guests around were all surprised, but no one offered to help.
The host actually clapped his hands on the table and laughed out loud.
"Fuck, Sura, were you high just now? Hahaha, sorry, friends of Cyber Night Talk, our guest seems to have a little 'personal' situation. Maybe he forgot that he was going to be on the show tonight and didn't turn off the timed reward mode in advance..."
The camera begins to lengthen.
The host revealed the matter in a dirty joke.
But John deduced from what he saw at the edge of the screen that the female guest named Sura had been remotely hacked and needed emergency medical attention.
"He's started, let's hurry up,"
"It's all right to go fast, but where are we going?"
"..."
Gino suddenly lowered his body, raised his eyes, and pointed at the magnetic levitation track above his head.
An intercity train roared past.
"Holy crap, you're kidding, aren't you?"
Although John said this, he still turned the steering wheel sharply and rushed out.
Silver Knight 577 drifted and turned on the most prosperous commercial street in Eden City.
"You mean to say that the hacker we are looking for was passing by on a public train and exploded the genitals of the live broadcast guest?"
"True, but nothing compared to the stupid things he's done."
Gino pursed his lips, seeming unwilling to say more.
They drove their supercars, chasing the intercity train, slowing down at every station along the way and waiting for Gino to determine the direction of the signal movement before taking any action. In this way, they killed their way from the city center square to Sakura Cross Street.
Toot, toot—
The train arrival warning sound just sounded.
John and Gino had just parked their car.
They followed the signal, climbed over the checkpoint, and arrived at the platform, where they saw a huge crowd of people pouring out.
Solo traveler with backpack.
Men and women arm in arm.
An office worker with a numb expression.
……
"Where are people?"
"I didn't put a tracker in his fuck!"
"What does it look like?"
"...I don't know either. What!? Do you think hacker groups meet offline regularly?"
Gino retorted impatiently.
John was completely speechless. He just spread his hands, but Gino suddenly moved and dragged him to the platform control room. She took out a magnetic card and swiped it to open the password door.
The employee who was still sitting with his legs crossed and doing nothing was knocked down by John in two steps before he could even say a word.
Gino seemed to have prepared a backup plan long ago.
She pulled out the data cable, connected it to the multimedia terminal and platform control system, uploaded the prepared files, and then leaned over the glass to observe.
This duty room is located upstairs, overlooking the entrance and exit hall. There is a surveillance wall next to it, through which you can see all the entrances.
At this time, a dynamic music sounded.
Billboards on all pillars and public screens throughout the station were switched to a video of a cartoon cat girl dancing.
Most of the crowded people did not change direction, they just glanced and passed by.
This type of subject matter is very common in Sakura Crossroads.
Everyone thought that a company was launching a new product, maybe a new song by a virtual band, or a trial demo of a super-sensory chip.
Gino just stared at the people who stopped to watch.
There was a young man with an oriental look on the steps.
He was wearing ski headphones, a flannel hat, had long hair and a lip piercing. When the screen changed, he stopped almost immediately, and after only a few seconds he quickly turned his head to look for the central control duty room.
This guy realized it was a hack!
"it's him!"
Gino pointed out the target.
The hacker nicknamed Sisal Rope moved his mouth slightly.
He seemed to have uttered a curse word, then started running, throwing his bag over his shoulder and falling down the stairs.
boom!
John pulled the bolt and shattered the glass in the workshop.
"WTF!?"
Gino didn't expect John to be so decisive.
When she dodged subconsciously, John had already jumped down from a high altitude, using the pillar as a cushion, and started Swanwestan to cross the stairs and billboard in the blink of an eye.
The passengers were also startled by the sudden gunfire.
Gunshots, screams, broken glass, alarms from emergency devices...
Small riots broke out around the platform.
The young Japanese man named Sisal Rope looked back frequently and went into the supermarket on the ground floor that was open for business.
John chased after him, but the glass door was suddenly locked.
He pulled out his gun and tried to break the door again, but found that the subsequent escalators and inspection gates had all become one-way traffic, and a malfunction occurred at the last second.
Hacker tricks are really annoying.
John wears a work jacket, which reduces his cooldown.
He calculated the time, dodged again to cross the last distance, stretched out his hand, and simply pulled off the bag on the other person's shoulder.
hum-
Just when John thought he had succeeded, everything in front of him suddenly shattered into mosaics of various sizes, and the stairs and walls were cut into perspective data grids.
He saw cyberspace again.
The small sisal rope backpack looked like an electronic nuclear bomb, as if it were a collection of some kind of malfunctions and garbled code. Countless red prohibition orders spread out from it, making the information highway a mess.
The actual effect is:
All the surrounding advertising screens and electronic equipment were paralyzed, and passers-by who were equipped with network access modules and implants carrying electrical signals suffered varying degrees of damage.
The auxiliary prostheses and active weapons they wore were blocked, and even the guards on duty could not draw their guns.
John was still in Swanwestan's time-stop state.
He looked at the world that was becoming digitized in cyberspace, and black light information jumped out in his field of vision.
[Hacking detected, authorized user mark, multiple detection, verification, response failed, try to restart...]
[Update completed, hacking rejected. ]
Streams of data flashed before John's eyes, and his mind numbed slightly.
After merging with Orros's algorithm, Blacklight added a function that can break remote hacking.
This indiscriminate cybernetic blockade did not affect John.
Sisal rope is the closest hacker, and the nerve damage is not small.
He endured the pain, grabbed the bag and was about to run away, but as soon as he took a step, he was pulled back to the ground by the taut backpack.
"Oh Shet!"
Sisal Rope looked up with a painful expression and was surprised to find:
The mercenary in front of him had recovered from the black ice bomb and was staring at him fiercely.
"…What's going on? Brother, why are you…"
He didn't quite understand the situation.
next second.
John's fist was infinitely enlarged in his vision.
……
The sound of sirens came closer and farther away.
The sound of electronic music and cartoon advertisements came closer and then disappeared.
The holographic projection slid quickly across the car window.
The sisal rope was thrown in the back seat in a strange posture. He slowly opened his eyes, and the lip studs on his mouth gently collided with the glass during the bumps.
"Hi, hoo~"
He felt his left eye socket filled with blood, and his muscles and bones ached. He sat up straight and tried again, but he couldn't open his eyes fully.
"It hurts, doesn't it? Honestly, I kind of wish it came in person."
Gino sat in the passenger seat and looked at him sideways.
"It's so hard to find you. You didn't reply to my messages, stood me up, and you even had time to burn people's genitals in the live broadcast room!"
She said raising her middle finger.
"What a familiar tone, Gino, right? That's right, except for the Wanderer Alliance who has a special backdoor, no one can catch up."
Jianma Rope has already guessed who kidnapped him.
"Honestly, even if you are angry, there is no need to hire mercenaries to attack me offline, right? Edwards Cake was just a joke. At that time..."
"Shut up! You, a perverted fag who likes cat girls!"
"Hey! I'm straight, OK? And what's wrong with liking cat girls?"
"It doesn't matter. If you mention Edwards Cake again..." Gino narrowed his eyes and raised his middle finger again. "You will regret it."
"……All right."
Sisal Rope raised his hands and forced a smile.
He has offended Internet surveillance, the Eden City Police Department, the company's network security department, and countless gangsters and drug lords.
Compared to being caught by those guys, it was such a blessing to be beaten up by my friends from the Wanderer Alliance in person.
Gino suppressed his anger, took a deep breath, and spoke seriously.
"I need your help."
"It's obvious."
"We want to see the boss."
"…Wow."
Jianma Rope moved his gaze to the window and spoke after two seconds.
"I replied to you in cyberspace. The boss is... um, in a bad situation right now. It can be said that she is in a very dangerous situation."
"I have something very urgent to do."
"NO, no, no, it's not you, Gino, it's him, right?"
Sisal Rope cast his gaze towards the driver's seat and looked at John's back.
There is no physical interior rearview mirror in the Silver Knight supercar. Normally, information is transmitted to the driver's nerves through the vehicle's visual system.
John's prosthetic eye flickered, activating the vehicle's traditional mode.
A rectangular frame appears in the middle of the windshield. Cancel the auxiliary image and check the normal mirror reflection and interior environment.
John and Sisal Rope made eye contact through the mirror.
"you know me?"
"Uh, yes, sir."
Sisal Rope was suddenly speechless.
He has the communication barriers common to traditional hackers. The sense of security brought by the online environment is in stark contrast to the loneliness in reality. After all, he and Gino are hacker friends who have known each other for a long time. Facing the scrutiny of the mercenaries, he instantly becomes uneasy.
"You are suspected of contacting a roving AI. The wanted report contains words like 'major threat' and 'dark network'. The Internet monitoring agency will keep an eye on you for the rest of your life. Do you understand?"
"Including now?"
"In a sense, yes. The means of surveillance used by the Internet police in the city are beyond your imagination. You may not be able to feel it, but as long as there is a problem and a weakness is exposed at a critical moment, there is no doubt that the Internet police's floating car will smash into your face in the next second!"
Sisal Rope sat lower and pulled his flannel hat down to cover the obvious heat dissipation gaps and network access compartment around his temples, pretending to tidy up his hair that was tangled with the headphones.
"So you are the least suitable person to meet the boss. The network monitor is also looking for her."
(End of this chapter)
A black supercar is speeding on the bizarre streets.
Gino sat in the passenger seat, her pupils shrinking. She could vaguely see fine data flashing, and the tall buildings in her field of vision were divided into data grids, with a glowing path extending forward.
John held the steering wheel, his prosthetic eye synchronizing navigation data, and colorful advertisements sliding across his face through the glass.
【Eden City-Chengxin Plaza Commercial District】
The city's most powerful companies have their homes here.
The Parliament Building stands proudly surrounded by stars, with a fountain garden in front of it.
There are hundreds of hidden projection devices around, playing the city's best and largest holographic projection advertisements 24 hours a day, which can be seen clearly even in the extremely bright daytime.
There are several similar devices.
For example, the gang's floating sign before the bombing of the Borago Club, and the long queue for the New Year's Eve parade at Sakura Cross Street.
There is no specific ownership of Chengxin Plaza.
Whenever a company needs to promote its products, it will rent a place for a period of time.
At this time, the holographic projection showed two ninjas wearing leather jackets.
They wore the latest laser glasses from the Fuki Group, with two types of eyeballs and matching lens modules displayed floating next to them, and held customized samurai swords in their hands. They could choose from three levels of precision calibration options depending on the package.
Two models, several dozen meters tall, stood back to back, posing in various poses around the central garden.
Silver Knight 577 roared past them.
John drifted around the small fountain, switched gears, stepped on the accelerator and climbed up the wide steps with a slight slope, then crossed the internal path and arrived at the entrance of the commercial street.
This is the most prosperous area in Eden City.
Corporate elites and socialites all gather here, which can be seen from the surrounding traffic conditions:
There are obviously more high-end commercial vehicles and top supercars.
The hovercraft routes overhead are densely crisscrossed, and the dense drone loading and unloading platforms are like moss growing on skyscrapers.
Intercity rail and public subways are always full.
"Stop the car and look over there. There's something interesting to watch."
Gino motioned John to look at the large screen in the middle.
It was a huge curved screen floating at the intersection, broadcasting tonight's "Cyber Night Talk" debate show live.
The host who added fuel to the fire.
Capital with a complex background.
The guests were arguing with each other.
The audience wanted to tear the screen into pieces.
……
The theme of this issue is the social opinion of the Faqi Group.
As one of the most powerful forces in the gang war, the Japanese have caused many public hazards in Eden City, and the behind-the-scenes capital, the Faqi Group, is closely related to the bombing of the Borago Club.
John felt something was wrong.
The guests at the event were extremely tolerant of Japanese people.
No one mentioned the illegal transactions that were previously exposed, and they also attributed the case of the sex doll club's AI out of control to the negligence of network supervision...
"Is this fucking controversial?"
John frowned upon hearing this.
Among the guests was a journalist with brown hair and red lips, who worked for the American World Insight Broadcasting Company. She even praised Haruhiko Futaki's contribution to urban construction.
The intercity train derailment incident that John personally experienced has finally seen follow-up developments.
As soon as Haruhiko Fataki arrived in Eden City, he injected funds to restart the city's construction.
They did not deny the train derailment caused by AI out of control, and directly paid for the reconstruction of damaged sections of the road and public facilities.
Not only that……
The Faqi Group also bid for abandoned land to build secondary factories in order to reclaim its lost parliamentary seat. It even promised that all municipal roads damaged during the gang war would be provided with a full set of equipment upgrades and two years of maintenance services!
This is a huge amount of money, amounting to billions of Euros.
With his strong financial resources, Haruhiko Fataki had a profound impact on the political and economic status of the Orientals in Eden City.
Behind these projects are a huge number of jobs.
The Faqi Group rejected the municipal government's bidding proposal and threw all these opportunities to ordinary citizens, allowing many people who had nowhere to go in the gang war to find a way to support their families.
This is also an important factor in the reversal of public opinion.
John inexplicably thought of the Damascus Camp - the project undertaken by the Wanderers in Eden City was squeezed out by the Japanese. He wondered if it had a direct connection with Haruhiko Futaki's plan.
But it is foreseeable that:
Except for the West District, every plot in Eden City will have a large number of construction fences, covered with the black and white logo of the Faqi Group.
There are also said to be changes in parliamentary seats.
The powerful people in Eden City are very disgusted with the aggressive invasion of the Japanese, but they have been scheming against each other for many years and have not yet come up with a unified attitude.
John didn't understand politics, had never cared about the upper class, and was confused by the discussion of city rights.
He turned to look at Gino.
"Are we just here to listen to their bragging?"
"Pay attention to that female guest."
Gino gestured to the journalist, Sula Berg.
At this time, a guest said that Haruhiko Futaki carried out an assassination plan at the Borago Club, which threatened the lives of a large number of public figures.
The terrorists at the scene were able to cause large-scale casualties because they used weapons and experimental-grade prostheses produced by Fukui Military Industry.
A news reporter named Sura stood up.
"I have evidence that you are talking nonsense."
She walked out of her seat and clapped her hands, and the big screen immediately switched to the first-person perspective of the on-site law enforcement footage.
The special operations team members cut open Longchuanze's body in the burning ruins and gave a real-time report - they did not find the core technology of the Faqi Group. The modification was very exaggerated, the surgical technique was superb, but the materials were all things that could be bought on the black market.
John knows the truth as an eyewitness:
The second group of "Chuan" who entered the scene recovered all the key evidence.
But that's not the problem.
John shook his head and sighed.
"That's amazing. She was able to get the SAT enforcement video?"
"There must be someone to help."
Gino gave a meaningful smile.
Suddenly, a strange moan was heard from the live broadcast screen.
The female guest named Sura began to tremble while covering her skirt, her eyes wide open as if she had been attacked by something. Her prosthetic eye rolled back and smoke was coming out of the heat dissipation seams all over her body.
The guests around were all surprised, but no one offered to help.
The host actually clapped his hands on the table and laughed out loud.
"Fuck, Sura, were you high just now? Hahaha, sorry, friends of Cyber Night Talk, our guest seems to have a little 'personal' situation. Maybe he forgot that he was going to be on the show tonight and didn't turn off the timed reward mode in advance..."
The camera begins to lengthen.
The host revealed the matter in a dirty joke.
But John deduced from what he saw at the edge of the screen that the female guest named Sura had been remotely hacked and needed emergency medical attention.
"He's started, let's hurry up,"
"It's all right to go fast, but where are we going?"
"..."
Gino suddenly lowered his body, raised his eyes, and pointed at the magnetic levitation track above his head.
An intercity train roared past.
"Holy crap, you're kidding, aren't you?"
Although John said this, he still turned the steering wheel sharply and rushed out.
Silver Knight 577 drifted and turned on the most prosperous commercial street in Eden City.
"You mean to say that the hacker we are looking for was passing by on a public train and exploded the genitals of the live broadcast guest?"
"True, but nothing compared to the stupid things he's done."
Gino pursed his lips, seeming unwilling to say more.
They drove their supercars, chasing the intercity train, slowing down at every station along the way and waiting for Gino to determine the direction of the signal movement before taking any action. In this way, they killed their way from the city center square to Sakura Cross Street.
Toot, toot—
The train arrival warning sound just sounded.
John and Gino had just parked their car.
They followed the signal, climbed over the checkpoint, and arrived at the platform, where they saw a huge crowd of people pouring out.
Solo traveler with backpack.
Men and women arm in arm.
An office worker with a numb expression.
……
"Where are people?"
"I didn't put a tracker in his fuck!"
"What does it look like?"
"...I don't know either. What!? Do you think hacker groups meet offline regularly?"
Gino retorted impatiently.
John was completely speechless. He just spread his hands, but Gino suddenly moved and dragged him to the platform control room. She took out a magnetic card and swiped it to open the password door.
The employee who was still sitting with his legs crossed and doing nothing was knocked down by John in two steps before he could even say a word.
Gino seemed to have prepared a backup plan long ago.
She pulled out the data cable, connected it to the multimedia terminal and platform control system, uploaded the prepared files, and then leaned over the glass to observe.
This duty room is located upstairs, overlooking the entrance and exit hall. There is a surveillance wall next to it, through which you can see all the entrances.
At this time, a dynamic music sounded.
Billboards on all pillars and public screens throughout the station were switched to a video of a cartoon cat girl dancing.
Most of the crowded people did not change direction, they just glanced and passed by.
This type of subject matter is very common in Sakura Crossroads.
Everyone thought that a company was launching a new product, maybe a new song by a virtual band, or a trial demo of a super-sensory chip.
Gino just stared at the people who stopped to watch.
There was a young man with an oriental look on the steps.
He was wearing ski headphones, a flannel hat, had long hair and a lip piercing. When the screen changed, he stopped almost immediately, and after only a few seconds he quickly turned his head to look for the central control duty room.
This guy realized it was a hack!
"it's him!"
Gino pointed out the target.
The hacker nicknamed Sisal Rope moved his mouth slightly.
He seemed to have uttered a curse word, then started running, throwing his bag over his shoulder and falling down the stairs.
boom!
John pulled the bolt and shattered the glass in the workshop.
"WTF!?"
Gino didn't expect John to be so decisive.
When she dodged subconsciously, John had already jumped down from a high altitude, using the pillar as a cushion, and started Swanwestan to cross the stairs and billboard in the blink of an eye.
The passengers were also startled by the sudden gunfire.
Gunshots, screams, broken glass, alarms from emergency devices...
Small riots broke out around the platform.
The young Japanese man named Sisal Rope looked back frequently and went into the supermarket on the ground floor that was open for business.
John chased after him, but the glass door was suddenly locked.
He pulled out his gun and tried to break the door again, but found that the subsequent escalators and inspection gates had all become one-way traffic, and a malfunction occurred at the last second.
Hacker tricks are really annoying.
John wears a work jacket, which reduces his cooldown.
He calculated the time, dodged again to cross the last distance, stretched out his hand, and simply pulled off the bag on the other person's shoulder.
hum-
Just when John thought he had succeeded, everything in front of him suddenly shattered into mosaics of various sizes, and the stairs and walls were cut into perspective data grids.
He saw cyberspace again.
The small sisal rope backpack looked like an electronic nuclear bomb, as if it were a collection of some kind of malfunctions and garbled code. Countless red prohibition orders spread out from it, making the information highway a mess.
The actual effect is:
All the surrounding advertising screens and electronic equipment were paralyzed, and passers-by who were equipped with network access modules and implants carrying electrical signals suffered varying degrees of damage.
The auxiliary prostheses and active weapons they wore were blocked, and even the guards on duty could not draw their guns.
John was still in Swanwestan's time-stop state.
He looked at the world that was becoming digitized in cyberspace, and black light information jumped out in his field of vision.
[Hacking detected, authorized user mark, multiple detection, verification, response failed, try to restart...]
[Update completed, hacking rejected. ]
Streams of data flashed before John's eyes, and his mind numbed slightly.
After merging with Orros's algorithm, Blacklight added a function that can break remote hacking.
This indiscriminate cybernetic blockade did not affect John.
Sisal rope is the closest hacker, and the nerve damage is not small.
He endured the pain, grabbed the bag and was about to run away, but as soon as he took a step, he was pulled back to the ground by the taut backpack.
"Oh Shet!"
Sisal Rope looked up with a painful expression and was surprised to find:
The mercenary in front of him had recovered from the black ice bomb and was staring at him fiercely.
"…What's going on? Brother, why are you…"
He didn't quite understand the situation.
next second.
John's fist was infinitely enlarged in his vision.
……
The sound of sirens came closer and farther away.
The sound of electronic music and cartoon advertisements came closer and then disappeared.
The holographic projection slid quickly across the car window.
The sisal rope was thrown in the back seat in a strange posture. He slowly opened his eyes, and the lip studs on his mouth gently collided with the glass during the bumps.
"Hi, hoo~"
He felt his left eye socket filled with blood, and his muscles and bones ached. He sat up straight and tried again, but he couldn't open his eyes fully.
"It hurts, doesn't it? Honestly, I kind of wish it came in person."
Gino sat in the passenger seat and looked at him sideways.
"It's so hard to find you. You didn't reply to my messages, stood me up, and you even had time to burn people's genitals in the live broadcast room!"
She said raising her middle finger.
"What a familiar tone, Gino, right? That's right, except for the Wanderer Alliance who has a special backdoor, no one can catch up."
Jianma Rope has already guessed who kidnapped him.
"Honestly, even if you are angry, there is no need to hire mercenaries to attack me offline, right? Edwards Cake was just a joke. At that time..."
"Shut up! You, a perverted fag who likes cat girls!"
"Hey! I'm straight, OK? And what's wrong with liking cat girls?"
"It doesn't matter. If you mention Edwards Cake again..." Gino narrowed his eyes and raised his middle finger again. "You will regret it."
"……All right."
Sisal Rope raised his hands and forced a smile.
He has offended Internet surveillance, the Eden City Police Department, the company's network security department, and countless gangsters and drug lords.
Compared to being caught by those guys, it was such a blessing to be beaten up by my friends from the Wanderer Alliance in person.
Gino suppressed his anger, took a deep breath, and spoke seriously.
"I need your help."
"It's obvious."
"We want to see the boss."
"…Wow."
Jianma Rope moved his gaze to the window and spoke after two seconds.
"I replied to you in cyberspace. The boss is... um, in a bad situation right now. It can be said that she is in a very dangerous situation."
"I have something very urgent to do."
"NO, no, no, it's not you, Gino, it's him, right?"
Sisal Rope cast his gaze towards the driver's seat and looked at John's back.
There is no physical interior rearview mirror in the Silver Knight supercar. Normally, information is transmitted to the driver's nerves through the vehicle's visual system.
John's prosthetic eye flickered, activating the vehicle's traditional mode.
A rectangular frame appears in the middle of the windshield. Cancel the auxiliary image and check the normal mirror reflection and interior environment.
John and Sisal Rope made eye contact through the mirror.
"you know me?"
"Uh, yes, sir."
Sisal Rope was suddenly speechless.
He has the communication barriers common to traditional hackers. The sense of security brought by the online environment is in stark contrast to the loneliness in reality. After all, he and Gino are hacker friends who have known each other for a long time. Facing the scrutiny of the mercenaries, he instantly becomes uneasy.
"You are suspected of contacting a roving AI. The wanted report contains words like 'major threat' and 'dark network'. The Internet monitoring agency will keep an eye on you for the rest of your life. Do you understand?"
"Including now?"
"In a sense, yes. The means of surveillance used by the Internet police in the city are beyond your imagination. You may not be able to feel it, but as long as there is a problem and a weakness is exposed at a critical moment, there is no doubt that the Internet police's floating car will smash into your face in the next second!"
Sisal Rope sat lower and pulled his flannel hat down to cover the obvious heat dissipation gaps and network access compartment around his temples, pretending to tidy up his hair that was tangled with the headphones.
"So you are the least suitable person to meet the boss. The network monitor is also looking for her."
(End of this chapter)
