The Mad Prosecutor Picked Up AI - Chapter 6



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Apocalypse in Water Episode 6

Episode 6

【 Full-scale survival life 】

The thing was attached to the 17th or 16th floor.

I opened the window and looked down.

19, 18, 17 I counted the floors in reverse order.

Yeah, it was the 17th floor.

The 17th floor window had something like a black plank surface attached to it.

It was a solar panel.

It may not have been operating due to the rainy season, but now that the sun has risen, it will definitely produce electricity.

I wanted to go down and check right away, but I was in no hurry to move.

The most important virtues in the field are caution and patience.

If you rush and run around aimlessly, you might get stabbed in the side like you did the first time you were on set.

I took my time examining each floor, checking one by one that there were no monster fish.

The 19th floor was fine, but the 18th floor was completely flooded.

The water was no longer flowing from the broken sink, but if the water supply had been turned off just a little later, the water tank would have been empty.

Instead of stopping at the 17th floor I was aiming for, I completed my reconnaissance up to the 16th floor, and then set up a booby trap on the stairs leading up to the 16th floor.

The only booby traps were the ones I had on the rooftop, which involved hanging a rope at ankle height and attaching a bell I had gotten from the 19th floor.

Although it looked flimsy, I had no doubt that this booby trap would save my life.

The sun was up, but the refrigerator on the 17th floor didn’t turn on.

I found the solar panel controller and turned it on, and only then did the house get powered on.

However, because the power was low, when I turned on the lights or other home appliances besides the refrigerator, the refrigerator turned off.

I filled half of the freezer with frozen foods I picked up from upstairs that had not yet thawed and had a long shelf life.

And the rest was packed tightly with ice packs.

Since there is no sunlight at night, the plan was to keep the air cold with frozen ice packs.

I was wondering where to get batteries.

Some of the apartment residents may have camping batteries.

Various plans came to mind, such as how to secure food and how to survive in the future.

I don’t know if all of these plans will work out or if I’ll die before I can put them into action, but seeing a full fridge gives me some peace of mind.

I took a breather by eating milk and bread, which had the shortest shelf life among the food I had brought.

On the bright side, even though the monster fish had run wild and destroyed everything in the fridge, pantry, and other areas, there was still quite a bit of food left.

But the expiration date is also a problem, and it will all run out eventually.

Then should I go fishing in the water or catch some monster fish and eat them?

Because I come from a fishing village, I had no aversion to various types of fish, seaweed, or shellfish.

However, in the case of monster fish, it was necessary to check exactly whether it was edible as it might be poisonous like puffer fish.

It would be nice to have a book like a fish encyclopedia.

I know some of your weaknesses, too.

Oh! That’s right.

I completely forgot I even had that book.

I think the title was ‘Water Monster Encyclopedia’ or ‘Water Monster Encyclopedia’.

The book was included with the tax-related information of the Ark Church that the Water Mole had sent.

The water mole was my informant in the Ark Church.

He had sent me information about the Ark Church in general, including its doctrines, financial flow, and list of believers.

It was a guide to monsters or monster fish, and it had a yellowed cover like an old book, bound with white thread, and the title was written in large Chinese characters.

When I thought about the Chinese characters, I think it was not Su-eo-su but Su-kai-su (水怪獸).

The materials such as the doctrines of the Ark Church and the sermons of the leader that the mole rat sent me were of no use in prosecuting the leader of the Ark Church, so I just glanced through them once and then covered them up.

The monster guide with its strange monsters was also closed after only reading the first page.

You probably have a book called the Monster Encyclopedia at home.

As I was leaving the police station, I took most of the materials related to the Bangju Church with me.

This was because even if he quit the police force, he planned to continue chasing the Bangju Church.

The Ark Church killed Jiyeon.

Although his body has not yet been found, it is clear that he was sacrificed like the other missing children.

I tried to remember the contents of the monster guide.

There was a drawing of a monster similar to the one seen in the mural of the Ark Cathedral, and it seemed to have writing along with an anatomical diagram.

I wonder if it says something like whether it’s edible or poisonous?

I wrapped my head and tried to remember, but I couldn’t remember anything.

What’s the use of worrying like this?

Just go down and check.

Anyway, there was a lot of stuff to take care of, including the Ark Church materials and other equipment.

I started searching again.

There were no abnormalities on the 16th, 15th, and 14th floors.

There were no survivors, no monster fish, and no items of help were found.

There were groceries like rice and canned food, but I didn’t take them with me.

Securing the Aquatic Monster Encyclopedia was a priority.

But I found a note on the 13th floor.

The modest home, which contained only a TV, a small refrigerator, and a bed, was filled with construction equipment, including nail guns, chainsaws, and hammer drills.

I thought that the resident of room 1302 was a day laborer and foreman.

I thought of the pickup truck parked in the parking lot and the guy in the dusty safety shoes, X-band, and tool belt I’d encountered a few times in the elevator.

The man was talking loudly on the phone in the elevator, not caring about other people.

“Okay, boss! I’ll take our kids and finish the drill. Don’t worry. This time, we have kids from Kazakhstan, so they’ll be able to put in some effort.”

The man’s rough voice, with a Korean accent, had a confidence similar to that of his fathers, who had driven industrialization in the past.

I glanced at the man in the mirror.

Let’s try to improve this performance.

At that time, the Immigration Office had requested cooperation in investigating illegal aliens.

The construction sites were completely dominated by foreigners, and I knew that ethnic Koreans in China would bring along illegal immigrants such as Han Chinese or Mongolians to work in teams.

If he chases his pickup truck as he goes to work, he can catch the illegal immigrants in one go like fish in a net.

But I didn’t do that.

My track record wasn’t so bad that I had to arrest a few illegal immigrants.

And still, aren’t they neighbors?

Perhaps he was a landlord, unlike me.

How did I know that? There was a user on the apartment management site bulletin board with the ID ‘Yanbyeon Man.’

The Yanbian man actively supported the tenants’ representative’s policies related to housing prices, such as closing the rooftop emergency exit, banning delivery motorcycles, and investing in landscaping.

But at some point, the Yanbian man became inactive and stopped appearing on the bulletin board.

The Yanbian man had been ignored by other users.

It seemed to be because of the resentment toward the region he was from, which was evident in his harsh tone and his ideology.

So he may have stopped working, or he may have just been busy.

I had absolutely no reason to care.

Rather than the bulletin board, I was more concerned about the pickup truck sitting motionless in the exact same parking spot.

It’s not a good sign if your car is parked in one spot for a long time.

There have been cases where bodies were found in the trunks of long-parked cannon cars, and cases where the owners of immobile cars were contacted only to find out that they had died alone.

But I don’t know if he died alone or not, because I ran into a man from Yanbian in the elevator a while ago.

At first I didn’t recognize him because he was wearing slippers, shorts, and a stretchy T-shirt.

He spoke on the phone with his arm in a cast.

His voice was slumped, like the shoulders of a retired father.

“Angkang-yi. I can’t go to work right now. And you’re asking me to send you money? I understand Gangcheong’s tuition. But I’m also behind on my apartment loan interest. Okay. I’ll try to sell the equipment I brought as collateral for my unpaid wages and make a living. Don’t you want me to wait? Yangkang-yi, didn’t you see what I built with my bare hands when I came to this country? What, divorce… …”

I didn’t know how the stormy conversation ended because I had to get off on the 9th floor.

I hadn’t seen him since then, but I was able to catch a glimpse of him in bedroom 1302.

The severed arm lying on the floor was in a cast and a large hammer was in his hand.

I could see the cast had indentations on the elbow, like teeth marks.

I thought that the monster fish had eaten the Yanbian man and spat out the cast, as if it were picking out stones mixed in with rice.

The Yanbian man was being eaten by a monster fish, but he was still holding on to his hammer as if it was a Korean dream he could not give up.

I pulled hard at the hammer, but it wouldn’t come out.

“It’s a hammer that I can’t take with me even if I die. Wouldn’t it be better for me to hit one more monster on the head with it?”

I said a few words as if wishing him peace, and then stretched out each of the Yanbian man’s fingers.

Then the hammer came off easily.

Now let’s put on some gear so we don’t have to be scared when we meet monster fish.

I wore an X-band and a tool belt.

And he stuffed a large cutter knife, a drill, and a hammer he had taken from the Yanbian man’s hand into the pockets of his tool belt.

Among the various tools, the nail gun was stored in the tool case on the right waist for easy access.

A nail gun is a tool for driving nails, which is powered by compressed air, electricity, gas, etc.

In movies, comics, and games, you can defeat enemies by shooting nail guns like guns.

Since it was my first time using it, I was curious about its power.

Tinkle! Tinkle!

Then, suddenly, a bell rang like a horn.

I had set a booby trap on the stairs to the 11th floor.

Wow! It’s a monster fish.

I bought this mosquito repellent, and I’m so happy, like I just found a mosquito.

I ran towards the stairs.