How To Live as a Cyberpunk Solver - How To Live as a Cyberpunk Solver chapter 125

125. policy

Modern facilities are good or bad, but most of them are automated.

This is because artificial intelligence in the computer room is essential to smoothly maintain server security, air purification, crime prevention and fire prevention with a minimum number of manpower.

“But what will happen if you rob the server?”

“It starts with the server. If you don’t come out of here, you have to find the person in charge.”

“Mmm, crazy… Do you know who the manager is here? A gang of worms like you would deal with…”

“Hey, hey, be quiet. You are not in a position to speak.”

The chrome-skinned hostage still knew Leonard and Max as gang members. Prejudice was a scary thing. So it was also fortunate.

Leonard’s gang broke through surveillance cameras and unmanned weapons with hostages at the fore.

Artificial intelligence is more knowledgeable than humans and does not judge the situation based on context. Even if their behavior was suspicious, they did not stop them from entering and exiting, assuming that they were being guided under threat. Of course, information such as face and time was meticulously recorded, but it did not mean much because the intruder’s destination was the computer room.

“Simple.”

Leonard took control of the server simply by plugging the socket directly into the main computer and installing a program. Note that ‘simply’ is a relative expression here. It was a level of difficulty that ordinary hackers would not even try because the rich people’s embarrassing security could not be easily breached.

“Would you like to see what you are doing?”

Leonard’s eyes twinkled with hexagonal light. The monitors in the computer room turned on all at once, and around 100 rooms began to be seen in every nook and cranny.

“Wow…”

A heartfelt exclamation escaped from Max’s mouth. The picture quality is amazing, like a rich neighborhood, but that wasn’t necessarily the case. This is because what appears in the video is of the kind that would have been caught in deliberation half a century ago.

“I don’t mean to see this.”

Leonard cleared his throat and quickly switched the video. Max, who was focusing on the struggles of the giants surrounding the young woman – most likely, the woman would be rich – groaned involuntarily, but the conservative fixer refused to listen.

Cameras weren’t just in the room.

A chrome-skinned employee lounge where people huddled together at a table smoking cigarettes, an engineer’s lab where he hooked up with a tablet connected to a heinous object, and a grandiose office where a cyborg in a white suit chatted with someone with only the back of his head visible.

Leonard turned on the speakers and slowly raised the volume. Max said, ‘Can you hear it? Then, starting with that video…’ I said something, but I squeezed one in and made it quiet.

-Aren’t they the pests of…

Bad words came out from the beginning. It didn’t seem like a place to talk to each other.

-You speak as if you are different.

– We are different. They are much more professional in business.

The pure white suit was the ‘manager’ that Chrome Skin said. How can I be sure, because I just confessed.

“Manager! server room! There’s an intruder in the server room! Dog-like gangs have come in and are taking over the server now…!”

“…The microphone function may be turned off.”

“…ah?”

The pitiful expressions on Leonard’s, Max’s, and Chrome’s skin were mixed. Max puts his 9mm pistol aside and condescends.

“Can’t this man do this? Do you think you have to drill a hole in Daegalppak back and forth, left and right, to figure out your position? I’m sure it’s just…”

It was clear that he was obsessed with gang roles. Leonard was annoyed, so he just initialized the brain chip and deleted the memory in case he didn’t know. Max licked his lips like it was not funny, but the real fun was going on on the monitor.

-Even if it is, I don’t know if there is a need to change the proven supplier.

-Verification? Who did the verification? How long can we satisfy customer needs with stinky implants picked up from the sewer?

Leonard turned his attention away from the incomprehensible conversation and focused on the other side.

“The implant model is great, isn’t it? Are you from the Federal Army?”

At first glance, it looks like a normal life body with artificial skin overlaid, but if you carefully examine the physique and external cracks, you can see that it is a military body. I couldn’t have known because I had fought countless times 7 years ago. His personality didn’t look too good, so he was afraid of chrome skin.

-Can you prove that?

-That’s not difficult.

Leonard turned his attention to the cyborg on the other side, with only the back of his head visible. Although the appearance could not be confirmed, it was possible to investigate the other way. It was compared with the terrorist communication voice stored in the memory chip.

-…will be remembered.

-I’ll take care of bugs.

Voice analysis showed a 96.8% agreement. But I couldn’t be happier. The power to the server room went down and the red warning lights went on.

“What is it? what else?”

“damn. It was discovered.”

Leonard was not alone in infiltrating the server room. That lunatic terrorist also infiltrated the hacker. Company security worked very well.

Max checked the flickering server room CCTV and raised his gun. Taang-! It pierced the lens in one shot and destroyed the device, but I couldn’t afford to shrug it off.

“I got the information I needed. Let’s go home now.”

“A wise decision!”

Chrome skins did not support the decision. As soon as I left the server room, I ran into the chrome-skinned gang. We were both flustered, but Leonard, who didn’t need to distinguish between friends and family, was a little faster. I swung the Japanese blade like a baseball bat.

The sharpened titanium blade worked well enough for 21st century implants. It tore the cheek meat and split the skeleton, protruding the other side. The gang screamed, but it didn’t make a loud noise as the air was blown freely.

“Ugh… that’s cruel.”

I felt sorry for Gang, whose face was split and stuttered. Leonard turned the blade vertically to finish it off. It was unnecessary mercy.

“That way!”

“Those motherfuckers!”

This was an enemy camp. It was literally a place teeming with enemies. Leonard and Max jumped in the opposite direction without anyone saying anything.

“Where? where are you going?!”

“elevator!”

Leonard brought the downloaded building map into his field of vision in the server room. The structure of the building was a maze, as much as it was a shameful business wherever it was offered. Chrome-skinned gangsters jumped out from all directions, increasing the difficulty of escaping.

“Mom!”

Max rolled over to avoid the gunfire and opened fire. The caliber was 9mm, but the bullet was ironclad, so it was ironclad. Chrome was easily drilled through. The gangster, who had been firing machine guns, fell backwards and tore the ceiling apart.

Leonard jumped between the gangsters, dodging blind ricochet by sliding. The gangsters were about to shoot the target, but when they saw a nearby comrade, they were frightened and put their guns aside. Rank was an important reason in battle. Leonard swung the blade wildly to teach him a lesson. A few limbs were blown off, and the bullets pulled belatedly raked each other’s bodies.

The gang that Leonard couldn’t handle was finished by Max with sincerity step by step. It was a new combination, but it was a good combination. Leonard made a serious evaluation as he wiped the blood from his face.

“Do I have a talent for knife sharpening?”

“It’s just a good knife. Implant output teeth.”

I hate to admit it, but I did. A skilled swordsman would have killed him by slitting his throat without Max’s help.

“Come this way.”

Leonard discarded the knife dulled by blood and grease without hesitation and picked up a submachine gun. Leonard’s organs were not restricted by external equipment, so the weapon was good.

“Eh? Isn’t that the lobby?”

“That side has already been blocked. There is an emergency elevator this way.”

“Then you should have blocked this one too!”

In common sense, Max was right. But Leonard had more than common sense.

“There are things for emergencies that are used in emergencies.”

Leonard erased the useless map and opened a new window. Surveillance camera rights were passed to the hacker over there, but there were still things left under control.

‘Modify command. Risk reset. Identification complete. Remove safety device. final approval request.’

The command was entered so quickly that it was regrettable that only Leonard could see it. Soldiers made of electrons used 0 and 1 as swords to break through the firewall and occupy the invisible castle. The result was directly implemented in the material world through electrical signals.

“They are them!”

The chrome-skinned gangsters lined up in front of the emergency elevator raised their guns in unison. However, it was an unmanned weapon above him that spewed fire. A turret installed on the ceiling rotated the muzzle and sprayed bullets. It was similar to a sprinkler except that it was made of metal. Cooling down the hot passion of the gang was pretty similar.

Du-du-du-du-du-deuk-deuk-!

The four-digit number of bullets ran out in an instant. After evolving in about 7 seconds, the turret set the muzzle horizontally and returned to its original position.

“As expected, it’s cruel…”

“So glad you are.”

Leonard crossed the bloodbath and called for an elevator.

The hacker on the other side knew about the situation on this side, so he would try to stop the elevator. However, the reason emergency use works in an emergency is because it is not affected by the main system. I couldn’t beat Leonard, who controls me directly on the field.

Leonard pulled the jack out of the socket and connected it to the elevator main board, blocking all external commands. Now I was able to go up directly to the ground.

“Is everything over? There’s nothing more to fight, right?”

“Well…”

Leonard removed the magazine of the period machine gun and checked the remaining ammunition. The equipment was excellent, probably because it was a gang hired from a rich neighborhood. Even graduations were kindly engraved on the translucent structure.

“Let’s stay alert until we get into the car.”

The vigilance was very good. Chrome-skinned gangs were scattered on the ground as well. As soon as the elevator dinged, bullets rained in. It wasn’t dodged into the left and right corners, and several breathing holes were probably added.

Leonard engaged the magazine and pulled the loading knob.

“Fixer rule number three. There are no easy requests.”

“Fixer rule number six! Safety comes first!”

Max retorted with a growl. It’s been a while, but I remember it clearly. Leonard took advantage of the gap in the bullet rain to return fire.

“Fixer rule number seven. Do your best though.”

“Eh? That’s not it!”

Leonard didn’t answer. I hid myself from the enemy’s re-fire and detonated the hacking bomb I planted in the meantime. A few gangsters blew their heads off and went silent.

When I realized that this was a skilled hacker, the shooting decreased. Suicide programs are hard to plant more than three at a time, but it didn’t matter. The effect was enough for one person. It wasn’t easy to pull the trigger in a situation where you had to doubt your own eyes. It was a good opportunity for Leonard and Max.

“Then let’s go.”

@Max removed the pistol’s magazine and flipped the slide to check the chamber. I pulled the empty trigger several times, so there was no need to check, but the instilled habit remained.

“It’s because you suddenly talked about the rules.”

“By the way?”

“Isn’t policy better than rules?”

Leonard let go of the steering wheel and thought about it. I didn’t think deeply about it, so I didn’t have anything to say. In fact, Max wasn’t interested in the term either. In the first place, there was not one or two things to catch.

“The first rule of the fixer is ‘it’s not over until you get the commission money’.”

“right.”

“Then, if you paid in advance, isn’t it already over?”

It was like that too. Especially in the current situation. Said the Yakuza, flashing a bright red cigar light.

“Leonard Walker. Come out.”

Leonard’s solutions don’t always satisfy the client, but this time he seemed especially dissatisfied. The guns that took over the ‘real’ backstreets of Junk Town proved it.

“Sometimes it gets twisted like this.”

It doesn’t happen often, so I didn’t make it a rule.