The Mad Prosecutor Picked Up AI - Chapter 16



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Apocalypse in Water Episode 16

Episode 16

【 apartment 】

“First, please raise the drone up to near the 12th floor.”

At my request, Hoyoung skillfully adjusted the pad.

The drone flew up the stairs, avoiding obstacles here and there, and then went up.

“The monsters might react to noise, so don’t get too close.”

“Then I’ll switch to low-noise mode. The speed will be slower, but the motor will be quieter, so you won’t be able to hear it.”

As Hoyoung said, the screen speed has decreased.

However, the noise coming from the speaker was barely audible.

“Oh! Are those guys monsters? No, they’re not monsters. They’re dogs. Oh, but why do they have tail fins?”

“I guess those guys are the dog-seal hybrids that my brother was talking about.”

Hoyoung was confused, but Bomi immediately recognized the water polo.

In front of the broken stairs, there were water wells swarming around like a habitat for seals on the sea.

It looks like you’ve been waiting like that for quite some time, aren’t you hungry?

At that moment, a large fish bone and fish head with traces of flesh remaining were seen in the corner of the screen.

Looks like you ate the limbs.

A pack of dogs is truly scary.

If they fight one-on-one, Saji would obviously win, but if they charge at them as a group, Saji would not be able to defeat a group of puppets.

There were only water zombies in building 108.

Did the water zombies eat all the water polo and limbs?

The water zombie with the water shield didn’t seem like it would lose even if it fought the limbs.

Moreover, the number was so enormous that there seemed to be no reason why they could not eat up the limbs and the water polo.

“Well then, shall we go downstairs now?”

At my direction, Hoyoung moved the drone.

I carefully inspected the houses on each floor to see if there were any water zombies or water monsters.

Then, on the 10th floor, I discovered a two-headed lizard.

Although I was surprised by the guy’s sudden appearance, he strangely did not react to the drone.

Are you in hibernation?

Or are they hiding because they are afraid of the water polo above?

Other than that guy, no other movement was found up to the 8th floor.

The drone descended to the 7th floor.

“Hey! What is that?”

Hoyoung asked, pointing to the screen.

Bomi was surprised and brought her face closer to the screen.

“Isn’t that a corpse?”

“But I just saw a hand move. Is it a real ghost?”

An old man was tied up in a bed on the screen.

I knew right away who the old man was.

It was the oldest person.

I heard that Mr. Choi is unable to move after slipping on a snowy road last winter and hurting his back.

How did you survive a waterlogged apocalypse?

Ah! That’s right. In the case of limbs, if you don’t move, there’s no reaction.

The old man couldn’t move very well, and if he was tied up like that, he wouldn’t have been able to react even if he tried.

But why did you tie it up like that?

Is it because the dementia is getting worse?

Or did they tie them up to prevent their children from causing accidents?

Mr. Choi was quite famous in the apartment complex.

Touched women’s buttocks or breasts in elevators or on the street.

When I first heard that story, I didn’t believe it.

This was because the old man Choi, whom I had seen coming and going, seemed quite a gentlemanly and patient old man.

I heard he was a career soldier.

Then, at the entrance of the apartment, I ran into Mr. Choi, who had turned into a thief.

Old man Choi, whose gait seemed strange from the start, suddenly hugged the woman from behind.

The young woman screamed, and I, by the inertia of my profession, subdued the old man.

Old man Choi kept calling his mother while he was lying on me.

Mr. Choi was arrested and taken to the police station, but was not detained or charged.

This was because he was showing typical symptoms of dementia, such as wetting his pants and getting the date mixed up.

The son and daughter-in-law, who were the guardians, showed up about an hour later.

I had seen Choi’s caregiver before, but that was the first time I saw them living together.

Old Man Choi, who had been acting like a child, came to his senses as if he had just woken up from a deep sleep and returned to his usual self when his son called him.

Old Man Choi tried to hold his son’s hand while watching his grumbling daughter-in-law, but his son ignored him.

When I saw that sight, I was reminded of a child who causes trouble to get his parents’ attention.

The reason I made that association was because I heard the typical and common story of Mr. Choi ignoring his father after inheriting his fortune.

The son said that he squandered all the property he had inherited and crawled into his father’s last remaining home.

Hoyoung asked.

“What should I do? Should I save that old man?”

“What are you looking for? You can tell just by looking at him that he’s on the verge of death.”

As Bomi said, Old Man Choi was just a skeleton, and his hazy eyes were not normal.

“And there’s no way to save it. Hoyoung saw it too. The stairs are broken and a mix of dog and seal is guarding them.”

I also agreed with Bomi’s cool-headed answer.

But I felt like I had to go down to the 8th floor just because of what I saw on the screen.

If what I’m thinking of is correct, we’ll have drones and the 3D field of view they provide.

“I’ll go down and come back.”

At my words, Hoyoung and Bomi looked at me with surprised expressions.

“Wow! You weren’t that kind of character, sir. When I saw you at the police station, you seemed like a very cool detective.”

That’s what happens when you deal with annoying complainants like me.

I shrugged and said,

“The conditions aren’t right, so I’m not saying I’ll just save them, but I’m going to go down and check out the environment and conditions.”

“How do I get down? Sir! Just like Bomi said, the stairs are broken.”

“Don’t worry. There is a way.”

I winked at Hoyoung.

I went down to the 7th floor by rope like last time.

The drone conducted a reconnaissance and confirmed that the seventh floor windows were unlocked.

Thanks to that, I was able to go straight to the 7th floor.

Hoyoung used a drone to confirm that the water polo and limbs were in place, and also finished scouting that there were no dangers even on the first floor, which was half-submerged in water.

Certainly, the drone’s information capabilities were impressive.

It was possible to reconnoiter distant locations without taking risks.

In the field, information was gold and life.

The same is true in a submerged apocalypse.

In that sense, you must definitely take the items on the 7th floor.

After arriving on the 7th floor, I went into the living room where Mr. Choi was.

As seen on the screen, Old Man Choi was lying on the bed as if dead.

Even though I came in, he was just staring blankly at the ceiling.

I tried to wiggle my arms, but the rope tied around my wrists kept me from moving.

I thought about letting him go, but I didn’t think that would revive Old Man Choi or return him to normal.

Rather, if they acted rashly, both of them could be put in danger.

Instead, he filled the empty water jug ​​next to him with the water he had brought and handed the straw to the old man.

Old Man Choi instinctively bit the straw and drank water with difficulty.

But it was so hard to even swallow the water that I spat out the straw after only a few sips.

He looked at me with empty eyes.

I thought about giving him energy bars or chocolates that I had brought, but I thought that if he ate them, it would only hasten his death.

So I crushed the jelly and put it in her mouth.

He couldn’t eat much of it before he closed his mouth.

Old man Choi closed his eyes, as if he was tired.

I thought he was dead, but then I saw a wriggling hand.

I looked at Old Man Choi’s closed eyes one more time and then picked up the radio and put it in my bag.

The radio was on the nightstand next to the bed.

Anyway, Old Man Choi couldn’t turn on the radio, and I had just given him some food, so I thought it would be okay.

As I’ve said before, isn’t it the right way to recycle to use the things left behind by the deceased?

Although Old Man Choi was not dead yet, anyone could tell that he did not have much time left.

As far as I know, the national disaster broadcast is based on disaster text messages on cell phones, but in case of base station failure, they said they will utilize radio frequencies.

But can radio broadcasts be transmitted properly at this point in time when the world is underwater?

It was negative, but worth a try.

However, it was difficult to obtain the radio itself, which was a relic of the old era.

I searched several houses but couldn’t find the radio.

Luckily, I had brought a radio, but in reality, my real purpose was something else.

By the window there was a large cylindrical telescope, resembling an astronomical telescope, mounted on a tripod.

Upon closer inspection, it turned out to be, as I had expected, a high-powered telescope for artillery observation.

It was an old item that was no longer used as it was being digitized, but I had seen it in a warehouse when I was in the military.

I put my eye to the telescope.

Wow, that was amazing! The exterior wall of Building 103 was magnified so clearly and clearly that it seemed as if it was right in front of me.

With this level of performance, it seemed that even the outlines of airplanes that appeared as dots could be clearly seen.

I tilted my head as I looked through the telescope.

But why is the telescope pointed at the exterior wall on the first floor of building 103?

It’s near the main gate, maybe because he wants to see his son coming and going.

Even if I asked Old Man Choi why, I didn’t think I would get an answer.

First, I packed a telescope in my bag.

At that moment, the old man Choi’s phlegmy voice was heard.

“Youngsoo. Youngsoo?”

I approached him.

I think Youngsu is your son.

I was wondering whether I should answer as if I were his son, but the old man Choi spoke as if pleading.

“Youngsoo. Let me go. Please let me go.”

I was worried that if I let go of the rope, I might cause a commotion.

But I wondered if a dying old man could exert any force, and if I, a young man, could stop him, I thought I could control him.

I untied the string from Old Man Choi’s wrist.

Then he lifted his hand and with difficulty lifted the pillow on his bedside table and offered it to me.

what?

Why are you throwing your pillow at me?

Old Man Choi answered with a sad smile.

“It’s okay, Youngsoo. It’s okay.”

no way.

Watching the old man’s actions, I was reminded of a murder case from the past.