My cyberpsychosis is a task prompt

Chapter 75 074: Chrysanthemum, knife, fantasy

"What the hell is wrong with you?"

John angrily took Courtney hostage and forced her back to the room at the end of the corridor in the management area.

"More than 80% of the torture chips in Eden City come from the pornographic shooting studio of the Xiaoding Gang. Do you want to know the specific process? The knife didn't fall on you, so you don't feel any pain, right..."

There were very heavy footsteps in the corridor.

【あの野郎を出がすな(Don’t let that bastard escape!)】

【ばか(Idiot!)】

……

Chaotic curses entered the house.

John suppressed his anger, but his mind was thinking rapidly.

Courtney explained:

"No, no, no, Fushimi Takeo didn't do anything weird to me."

She revealed the kidnapper's name, but her tone was protective.

"He treats me very well. He provides me with food every day and medicines for throat care. He even gives me money to shop online..."

"Voice? What habit!"

"It has nothing to do with sex, sir."

Courtney's only job after being kidnapped:
Every time Fushimi Takeo came to this office, he would lie on her lap, close his eyes, rest, and ask her to read the manuscript.

John was confused.

At this time, members of the Xiao Town Gang had surrounded the entire building.

You can see in the surveillance:

The corridor was full of muzzles and knives, but the enemy did not attack rashly. They just trapped them, as if they were waiting for the higher-ups to come back and give orders.

John breathed a sigh of relief and turned around to question the hostage in question.

Courtney thought for a moment.

She grabbed the data chip on the table.

John hesitated and inserted it into his neck.

[Information loading completed. 】

There are some weather forecasts in them, and they are weather forecasts from a peripheral city in Tokyo many years ago, as well as some old international news.

English and Japanese bilingual version.

There was another commotion in the corridor.

John finished reading and suddenly realized that Courtney had special significance, at least she was qualified to be a hostage.

He grabbed Courtney by the neck, put a gun to her head, pushed open the door and walked out.

The members of the Xiao Town Gang cursed and issued various warnings and waved their kinetic submachine guns.

Typical gangster style.

Create a sense of oppression through numerical superiority.

John breathed a sigh of relief.

Bet right.

He held Courtney hostage and forced her back step by step. When he was about to leave the filming set, another accident occurred.

The Xiaoding gang separated.

The clogs knocked on the ground, which was not crisp enough, and the dull footsteps made the surroundings a bit depressing.

The studio controller showed up.

This is a tall, strong man.

[Name: Fushimi Takeo]

[Force: Xiaoding Gang]

[Scan: blood pump, accessory heart, ion blood vessels, etc.]

[Rewards: Terrorist attacks, illegal smuggling, human trafficking, etc.]

[File: Senior cadre of the Xiao Town Gang, leader of the Xia Ming Group, managing the order of the Sakura Cross Street shops...]

John cursed Clover wildly in his heart.

The employer of the Shark Coin did not remind him that the kidnapper was the management of the Xiao Town organization. He was more ruthless than the last time his mother saw Long Chuanzao. The force resources in his hands were terrifying without even thinking about it.

Fushimi Takeo's shoulders were as wide as two adults.

His face was full of flesh, with no hair or beard, not even eyebrows. Instead, there were all kinds of horrible scars, especially the flesh on the right ear, which was completely curled inward. It should be a permanent scar caused by a blow.

He was wearing a kimono with a metal structure peeking out from the collar.

John tried to press on.

Fushimi Takeo looked on expressionlessly.

None of the Owl Town minions retreated.

The two sides confronted each other in the air.

Until another team member wearing a suit appeared.

【Fushimi Takeo, who died... are not fatal injuries. (Japanese)]

John saw the conversation through the translation plug-in.

After hearing this, Fushimi Takeo waved his hand to signal the minions to leave, then walked forward alone, talking as he walked.

"Good, no one died, there is room."

Ignoring John, he walked through the tatami corridor and pushed open a room with a wooden table and tea sets.

"Ms. Courtney, let me talk to the guest."

Fushimi Takeo was seeking her opinion. Rather than treating Courtney as a hostage, it was better to say that he did not take the hijacking seriously.

The members of the Xiao Town Gang gradually left.

The air around the studio began to circulate again.

John hesitated for a moment and let go.

Courtney actually bowed slightly and stepped back, which made John feel a twisted strange feeling in his heart.

"Fuck, what the fuck is this."

He was invited into the room, faced with a low table and cushions, and felt strange no matter how he sat.

Fushimi Takeo said nothing.

He stood up silently and opened the door to the courtyard next to him.

This place was converted from a closed warehouse - the sunlight is the effect of light strips, the courtyard and rockery are models, and the surrounding flowers and plants are holographic projections.

Even the running water is surround sound only.

They sat side by side on the all-virtual patio.

Some distance away.

John was able to stretch out his two feet and feel much more relaxed when resting on the edge of the wooden floor.

Fushimi Takeo has always maintained a kind of "elegance" that is extremely inconsistent with his appearance, making the whole scene look very strange.

His kimono patterns are exquisite.

Chrysanthemum and knife.

The background is a large area of evil spirits.

John felt numb after being in this building, so he took the initiative to break the deadlock and explained:
"Did you abduct this woman? I was commissioned to take her away from the Xiao Town gang."

Fushimi Takeo nodded. "I did not abuse her, and I never restricted her from leaving..."

"Yes, I saw it, Farke, I really don't know how I brainwashed that woman into being like this."

【いいえ(No.)】

Fushimi Takeo denied this.

He tilted his head. "You are John, aren't you?"

"Do I have a name written on my face? Anyone can fucking say hello to me."

"I will take the initiative to get to know any opponent who has entanglements with the Xiaoding Gang, even if he is an unknown person. When I heard that a younger brother was seeking revenge from you and was killed, I started to pay attention to this name. I once imagined that the man named John Man will be a strong warrior.”

John frowned, feeling cold for no reason.

"I let you down?"

"Kind of. I've confirmed it with my own eyes. You also have a very weak part in your bones. It's a fatal flaw that reminds me of myself."

Fushimi Takeo's tone was calm.

This monster, whose back is two heads taller than John, recounts the shadow of his childhood in a voice without any emotion.

Every time he was abused and beaten by his parents, he would be locked in a small storage room.

Next to it is the factory of an American company.

Bruised eyes were unable to see across the crack.

But I can vaguely hear it...

The sound of the TV came from the factory office, and the female host would gently announce the weather and explain important international news.

Fushimi Takeo cannot understand politics, nor does he understand the country's position in the corporate war in the cyber era.

But that voice was the only peace he had ever felt in a barren and violent world.

"People die every day in Eden City, but I will not lose myself in the killing."

"Sounds kinky, man."

John did not understand the meaning of this conversation.

"I know you have arrested more than one person. Think about the other girls and the unlucky guy who was photographed as a prohibited chip. What is this...a gentle murderer?"

Fushimi Takeo pointed in Courtney's direction.

"I have never denied my killing. You are strong, John. The strong have the right to enjoy themselves."

"That's it?"

John asked. "You didn't kill me, but you just want to admit that I am indeed somewhat capable?"

"Because you didn't kill anyone today, if you cross the line, I can only seek revenge from you according to the rules of the group. As for other grievances, who can say for sure? Let you go today, and you can do business with the Xiaoding Gang in the future. I I’m really looking forward to talking about work with you.”

Fushimi Takeo waved his hand.

"Well, you ask her again. If she says she is willing, take her away by yourself. Before that, please ask Miss Courtney to record a voice chip for me." He turned to face the fake courtyard.

The scars on the skin's surface are silent in the shadows.

"Her voice is the most similar."

"F...well, it's pretty crazy."

John was tortured by this strange atmosphere and was speechless.

He got up and went to find Courtney.

The other party still doesn't want to leave.

"Hey, girl, Clover has won millions of euros, and he wants to get you back as soon as possible. You can have fresh rice, raw meat, and caviar when you go out. There is no need to stay here."

"Lottery!?"

Courtney explained as realization dawned on her.

She actually bought the lottery ticket. According to regulations, she must have her biometric information if she wants to redeem it.

That is to say...

If Courtney is detained in the Xiao Town Gang, the lottery ticket is a piece of paper.

The Craver described from her mouth was not an affectionate boyfriend either.

He owed money to the Xiaoding Gang, and when he ran away, he did not consider those closest to him. He even had bad habits such as drug abuse, alcoholism, and long-term domestic violence.

John pursed his lips.

He felt like he was being played around.

Courtney took out all her savings, including the pocket money given by Fushimi Takeo...

All passed on to John.

"Let's go, Mr. Mercenary."

John did not reply to Fushimi Takeo and left directly through the tatami corridor.

He passed by the filming set again.

Movie stars of both sexes began posing again, pressing their bodies into the abyss of desire in the recording equipment.

The seating area was filled with smoke.

The actors watched John leave without envy or even showing any emotion.

John walked out the door.

He lit himself a cigarette.

At the moment when the numbness and stinging sensation burns through the lungs, it seems to feel hollow and numb.

Blacklight hacked into the studio's system.

While collecting information, he learned:

Fushimi Takeo has raised more than one "announcement girl" similar to Courtney. When they no longer bring comfort to the murderous mind, they will become victims in the corners of the city.

Courtney should know that too.

She is a pure case of Stockholm Syndrome.

If no one forces her to do something, she will completely lose her direction, like a floating object living next to a powerful individual.

Even if it can be swallowed up at any time, it still needs to find a focus.

[Mission target update]

[Reply to Clover. (unacommpolished)】

Ethan Berg Alloy RCH blasts through the streets.

John couldn't describe his feelings.

[Unknown contact person. [Voice calls]】

Crafo's voice came from the other end of the phone.

The anger in John's stomach was instantly ignited, but he suppressed it and said calmly.

"It's settled, let's meet and chat."

John is going to make this liar pay.

Crafo was so excited that you could even hear him gnashing his teeth on the other end of the phone. He suppressed cheers, gasped repeatedly, and immediately sent the address.

He's crazy!
John receives the coordinates.

Something suddenly didn't feel right on the other end of the phone.

There was a brief argument, then screaming, and then several clear gunshots ended the call.

"Fake!"

John hit the accelerator and flew through the streets of Eden City.

[Eden City West District-House for the homeless]

When he arrived at the scene, he only saw Crafo's body in an alley filled with garbage.

The lottery tickets also disappeared.

This guy died a bit tragically.

First they were beaten and forced, and then shot to death.

[Mission target update]

[Looking for the murderer. (unacommpolished)】

John crouched beside the body, gun in hand.

The Messiah prosthetic eye has scene analysis capabilities.

He saw the footprints and walked to the entrance of the alley. The shallow skid marks were highlighted.

John's prosthetic eye flickered again.

He remotely called Silver Cavalry 577 through the Atlanta virtual network.

It's not too far from Dani Street.

The supercar has been repaired, stopped steadily, and automatically opened the door.

John served on a mission to Damascus.

The reward included a very cool plug-in, specially used for car trace tracking. It was originally Elona's car. After the Camp War Mother's car was scrapped, it was dismantled and installed on John's Ethan Berg.

He starts the software.

The streets are gridded, projecting a vague shadow of the vehicle.

John traces the destination.

It is very close to the center of the city, and the high-rise buildings are filled with offices of multinational companies.

The number of police patrols and aerial vehicle sorties has been doubled.

John walked into an alley.

Several people gathered around the car.

John pulled out his rifle and moved forward.

He didn't say hello, and immediately shot when the other person screamed and pulled out his gun.

Smart rifle empties half magazine.

There was no one left standing in the alley.

The electromagnetic bomb is quieter, and the non-lethal mode of Zebra GUB will not kill them immediately.

John stepped forward slowly.

The strong man raised his hands to cover himself and quickly begged for mercy.

"Hey, wait... John, right? I fucking know this car, I've heard your name."

John put away his rifle and pulled out his vodka revolver.

"Then you better fucking explain why you killed my employer? His name is Clover, and the body hasn't even started dripping shit yet."

"what?"

The guy who got shot in the shoulder was more shocked than he was.

"Can that idiot afford you a favor?"

"You're pretending to be stupid with me, right?"

John hit him in the face with his gun fist. "Clafford won millions, don't you guys kill people just for this stuff?"

The strong men breathed a sigh of relief and immediately began to explain.

"John, you misunderstood, we are not motivated by money."

"The people who hired us were the lottery companies behind the TV station. These millions were used to settle an embezzlement account."

"There was something wrong during machine maintenance. What a coincidence, this string of numbers was bought by an unlucky guy during system maintenance."

"There is no dream of getting rich, there is only killing and silence."

"Originally, we were waiting for the winners to redeem their lottery tickets, but it took a long time and no one came to the door. The employer can't wait any longer!"

"That account needs to be settled urgently, otherwise the management of the lottery company will be in turmoil. The two of us were just hired to collect the original paper copies."

……

John hesitated to speak.

Since I took over this task, I don’t know how many dirty words I’ve said.

He raised his foot and blew up the trash can next to him.

The strong men begged for mercy again.

"It's really unnecessary. You are a mercenary, brother. We just get paid to work, right?"

"But you've worked hard for a while. Can you share half of the commission and let a few of us go?"

John's face was expressionless.

He received a transfer, put away his gun, and turned away in silence.

[Side mission: Stockholm (completed)]

[Reward: Remuneration (floating)]

　Thanks to yesing123 Su Han for starting the class Young ONE Bingqing Yujie Xiaooh Huoda Famous City for the reward~~
　　Bang bang bang.