Tokyo Wingman King

With a little attention, you can find that there are a large number of surveillance cameras on the KKIS campus.

In front of Asama were 24 Dell borderless displays connected together, the entire screen divided into nearly 400 images. The monitoring range covered nearly 300 areas of KKIS, roughly equivalent to three Argos, the hundred-eyed giants, guarding the KKIS campus day and night.

In theory, this should reduce crime rates, but the purpose of the school's cameras is somewhat unclear.

Even after Asama fabricated the rumor of "[the Blood Demon of the Avenger Bully]", the open humiliation and bullying of the school's underprivileged by KKIS fraternity members continued unabated. Under the broken windows theory, the security cameras failed to deter bullies or protect victims.

Asama stared at the monitor screen, mentally constructing a 3D map of KKIS—he was trying to match the areas displayed in the 384 images with the installation locations of the cameras one by one.

After nearly 30 minutes of comparison, Asama confirmed that KKIS's surveillance system had deliberately left many blank spaces.

Even with a large number of cameras, it cannot change the fact that [KKIS's cameras are just for show].

There are no cameras in the student club offices of the main building, and the surveillance angle of the principal's office does not even cover a quarter of the room. There are cameras in the lobby of the dormitory. The entire student union building shares a screen with the surrounding public areas. It can only be described as a bucket that cannot hold water, more superfluous than the appendix, wisdom teeth, foreskin, and a man's nipples.

By piecing together the blind spots in the surveillance cameras between the teachers' dormitory and the teaching building, Asama was able to immediately derive two routes that could perfectly avoid the cameras.

Nighttime travel will be much more convenient in the future.

Asama believes that within KKIS, there are definitely some people who will exploit these blind spots to avoid being monitored and having their movements captured.

Then,

What could have caused Cecilia Kashiwagi, one of the "Four Pillars" of [KID], to disregard the surveillance cameras and so naturally have a private meeting with history teacher Natsume on camera?
The screens on the first and second rows on the right side of the monitoring room display the status of each classroom in the teaching building.

The two were standing by the classroom window, talking to each other across a desk. At first glance, one might speculate about their relationship—perhaps a woman with a dog and her human-shaped teddy bear, or a married man having an affair and his student girlfriend.

The classroom's camera wasn't low-resolution; Asama could see everything clearly, from the shadows cast by the window frames onto the desks to the domineering smile on Kashiwagi Cecilia's face as she crossed her arms.

Unfortunately, Asama didn't have X-ray vision, and he couldn't figure out what they were talking about just by staring at the back of Natsume's head.

Asama squinted and analyzed Kashiwagi Cecilia's lip movements for a while, only getting snippets like "Oh/Not bad/And then?", while most of the words were spoken by Natsume-sensei.

He suddenly realized that the person who left the traces of turning over books on his desk was very likely Natsume-sensei, who had been working overtime in the office yesterday. And the person who instructed Natsume-sensei to do this was most likely Kashiwagi Cecilia.

Asama had anticipated the corruption of the KKIS teaching staff and had no expectations of Yamagata Ariaki's peace promises. Therefore, he wasn't surprised to see the two people on the screen. With such a strange title as "[5000 million Las Vegas]," it would be strange if they weren't being targeted by this group.

Asama returned to the control panel behind him and exited the computer from the security data UI.

Unexpectedly, this action immediately locked the computer. Only a small window for entering the password remained on the 24-inch screen.

With no clues or warnings in the monitoring room, Asama had to pull out Takishima's baton-like equipment to find all the hidden cameras in the room and cover the lenses with tape.

After taking a breath outside the door, he pried open the lock on the main control panel computer cabinet and inserted the USB flash drive he had prepared into the blue USB port on the chassis.

Ha~ After a month of hard work honing my hacking skills, I've finally found a place to put them to use.

Asama restarted his computer, ready to hack in. He planned to showcase his learning achievements today, such as creating persistent backdoors through registry keys and deploying command tools using loaders!
The computer was very accommodating to him, showing him three consecutive USB boot failures.
Asama's lips twitched slightly. After a moment of silence, he put away his unreliable USB drive.

Those methods recorded in books and discussed publicly on the internet are indeed outdated!
Fortunately, Asama had made two preparations.

He took out a USB flash drive that looked like a laser pointer from his pocket, plugged it back in, pressed the computer restart button, listened to the roar of the computer's cooling system, and waited for 5 minutes before the desktop with blue sky and green grass appeared on the screen.

Asama didn't press a single key throughout the entire process, just watching as the computer was hacked. It was as if a few months ago, a client had tearfully told him about the goddess he had been pursuing for years without success, only to have her easily taken over by a scumbag.

Neither he nor his client deserves sympathy; their mistake was their weakness.

Komaba's two tricks are undeniable.

Asama, wearing gloves, gripped the mouse and executed a series of actions, eventually accessing the central control computer's storage disk interface.

The surveillance files were divided into three parts: one part contained the video footage from the most recent month, which was stored on the massive hard drive of the central control computer; another part contained the video footage from this year, which was stored on the private NAS servers in the submerged areas behind the central control console in the monitoring room; and the last part was stored on a cloud server. Clicking on the cloud server icon required entering three lines of passwords, one of which was a dynamic password.

Asama immediately abandoned his plan to copy all the data.

He first opened the application for bypassing transfer authorization on the USB drive, and spent 5 minutes bypassing the protection software to port it to the main control computer.

After confirming that the USB drive was on the copy device whitelist, Asama dragged the first surveillance video folder into Komaba's USB drive.

58TB.

The file was smaller than expected, but Komaba's supposedly super USB drive with a transfer speed of 2800MB/s was limited to 500-600MB/s on this control panel, and the remaining time required for copying was displayed as 22 hours.

Staying here for more than 20 hours is not Asama's plan.

The incident of knocking out the monitoring personnel and breaking into the safe will probably be discovered by KKIS security personnel within a few hours.

Fortunately, Asama had a third option.

He opened the application for deploying a network communication backdoor on the Komaba USB drive, waited for the progress bar to finish, and then selected all the selectable files and moved them into the task of uploading to the cloud.

The transfer speed is still not fast, but the good thing is that it's an automatic, silent upload, so no one needs to monitor it. Even if there's a power outage or shutdown in the middle, the program can restart automatically, ensuring that all the data from the monitoring room's hard drive and NAS server is uploaded to Komaba within two weeks.

The premise is that this process was not discovered by the technician who was on par with Komaba.

Just as he pulled out the USB drive and was about to leave, the small window for entering the password reappeared on the computer screen.

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Why is the security level of the computers in this monitoring room so much higher than that of the computers in the library?

With such a high attendance rate in the password-protected chat window, how did Masamune Matsue manage to copy the video so smoothly before? Could it be that he's also a computer expert?

Asama immediately restarted the computer and reinserted the laser pointer in his hand.

However, this time even Komaba's USB drive failed.

Does it really take Komaba himself to come and copy some data?

Asama searched the pocket of the surveillance personnel lying in front of the control panel and took their cell phone, intending to find the password on it, when the landline phone next to him suddenly rang.

He looked up and scanned the 24 large screens. No one was checking the offices, and no one was rushing to the monitoring room.

Most of the students who were still at school had their attention drawn to Yamagata Ariaki's baseball game.

So, who would make the call at this time?

He hesitated for a moment before deciding to answer the call.

"This is the monitoring room. Who are you?"

Asama used the voice of Vice Principal Matsueda.

"Hehehe, you're the one who caused trouble on Thursday night, aren't you?" A synthesized electronic voice, sounding like an 8-bit arcade machine, came from the other end.

"Hello? This is the monitoring room, who is this?"

"Hehehe, what are you pretending for? You were the one who orchestrated the terrorist activities at school before, weren't you?"

"Hello? This is the monitoring room, who is this?"

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"A prank? It couldn't possibly be a ghost call, could it?"

Asama hung up the phone, muttering to himself.

A moment later, the phone rang again.

Asama didn't answer the phone immediately. He used his old method to grab the duty officer's hand, unlock the phone, and then turned on the broadcast in the monitoring room and the music app on his phone, selected a song and clicked play.

Beethoven's Minuet in G major filled the entire KKIS.

The phone ringing was abruptly cut off, and Asama then picked up the receiver, asking in Yamagata Ariaki's voice,
"This is the monitoring room. Who are you?"

"Hehehe, your voice changer is pretty impressive. Let me guess again, you're the owner of that strange cat, right? But you're still too green to break through the system I designed."

"No sound again, it's definitely a spam call. Who's so bored as to play this kind of prank? Oh well, I'll just hang up."

"Don't hang it up! You bastard!"

Asama still died.

It looks like the person on the other side is the one who took Komaba Doraemon away, and is also the person in charge of KKIS information security.

There was hardly any ambient noise over there, so it seems either the person wasn't at KKIS or was in a place with excellent soundproofing.

Most people have probably already noticed the anomaly in the school broadcast, so Asama didn't intend to talk to this person for long, nor did he intend to stay in the monitoring room where he couldn't get any evidence.

The Natsume-sensei and Kashiwagi Cecilia in the second row from the right in the upper right corner have disappeared; it's time for him to move to another location.

Glancing at the monitor on the control panel, Asama's mind flashed through keywords such as password, information security officer, [KID], Yamagata Ariaki, and Matsueda Masamune. He thought of something, so he picked up the broadcast microphone on the control panel and changed his voice once again.

Yamagata Ariaki (fake): "You've come to KKIS, not to bother me, are you?"

Masamune Matsueda (fake): "I have made many mistakes in the past, and now it is difficult to make amends. Now, I don't want you to make the same mistakes as me."

Yamagata Ariaki (fake): "Don't worry, I'm not you. Besides, you were the one who started it, but now you're denying everyone's efforts and treating them as mistakes. Arrogant Vice Principal, the mistake you're making now is no less than the mistakes you made in the past."

Matsueda Masamune (fake): "Isn't it you who's arrogant, trying to represent everyone's opinion?"

Yamagata Ariaki (fake): "It seems you've made up your mind to get in my way, Matsueda-kun."

Masamune Matsueda (fake): "But you know you can't do anything to me. I absolutely will not condone, tolerate, or back down from the mistakes this school is making! Absolutely not!!!"

After finishing his one-man show, Asama scanned the surveillance footage again.

The baseball game had ended early, and security personnel were rushing towards the office building. He took a deep breath and activated his invisibility.

Would the computers in the teachers' offices of each grade level in the office building also have the antivirus software provided by this information security officer? Probably not.

Although Komaba said that KKIS's internal information protection system was as tight as that of the Gosetsu family, based on Asama's experience during his first week on the job, this protection did not extend to ordinary teachers; otherwise, his computer and mobile phone would have been required to install strange software long ago.

Passing by two teams of security guards and school police, Asama went downstairs and went into an office for a third-grade special education teacher.

There was a faint scent of cologne in the office, which was also present in the three foreign sports coaches who were serving as baseball referees. Of course, this scent couldn't effectively mask their body odor.

He found a laptop, plugged in his USB drive, and pressed the power button. Everything on this laptop was as undefended as the goal of the Chinese national football team.

Asama regained some confidence and, remaining invisible, browsed the hidden files on his computer.

Most of them are photos—on the beach, in bars, and in hotels—and the later ones get increasingly explicit.

Asama noticed that the backgrounds of some of the photos looked familiar. He quickly remembered that the location of the foreign teacher was the same brothel in Toyo-cho that he and Takishima had visited a few days earlier.

Just being a womanizer isn't exactly important intelligence.

Asama used the same trick again, scanning the notebooks of three foreign teachers in succession.

Watermark-free TikTok videos, pirated R18 works featuring young girls, gay selfies... all sorts of random stuff, none of it is useful.

He then dug deeper into the notebooks of the other two individuals, but still found no evidence related to KKIS bullying or behind-the-scenes business.

I have some respect for those criminal police officers; just browsing through the trivial private lives of these foreign trash makes their heads ache.

Fortunately, he didn't have to scan all the folders on all the computers in the remaining 20-odd offices.

All he needed to do was plug Komaba's laser pointer and USB drive into each of the teachers' computers, and then find the computer protected by the information security officer.

It was lunchtime, so Asama decided to plug in all the teachers' computers and then go to the international student dormitories.

"What is your basis for judging that Shinichiro Kondo was not the mastermind behind the destruction of the stadium?"

“He told me that day that [my friend] should come to him this Monday to register for the elective course. Obviously, he had no prior plan and no intention of suspending KKIS classes.”

"Why can't it be a temporary plan? For someone dedicated to sabotage, it can happen anytime, anywhere."

“Senior, I think you’re being a bit prejudiced. I heard from Yuehanhua in his class that last weekend he sent this week’s course materials and notes to the class group. There are probably no more than two teachers at KKIS who are as responsible as him, right? Compared to Kondo-sensei, I think Principal Matsueda is much stranger.”

Looking at her nominal brother, Fukane thought that this proud and arrogant person was probably still angry about Kondo-sensei's rejection of him.

"Kondo-sensei? That's an interesting title."

Nobutatsu was somewhat disappointed. His nominal younger sister was still too inexperienced. It was probably the empty promise of a 5000 million yen elective course that satisfied her vanity and made her develop feelings for Shinichiro Kondo.

Suddenly, Beethoven's piano music began to play outside the room.

Both of them looked out the window at the same time.

Who's playing songs in the broadcasting room?
A short while later, the sound of two people arguing could be heard again.

Nobuyuki Boumon recognized the voices of the Chief of Staff, Ariaki Yamagata, and the Vice Principal, Matsue.

But shouldn't Yamagata still be playing baseball? (End of Chapter)