My cyberpsychosis is a task prompt

Chapter 140 140: Meiya

"Oh, well, I knew it would be like this."

John muttered and waved his hands.

As long as Meiya’s name is not on the payment account, it is most likely a fake account or a virtual identity.

For an agent of the Special Intelligence Agency who has managed to retire and survive to this day, caution is a must.

The thread breaks again.

John didn't think he had made a mistake.

Meiya has a husband and children. Embracing life means exposing her weaknesses. As long as two people lie in bed...

Words suddenly popped up in front of John's eyes.

[Scan detected, no signs of hacking. 】

John subconsciously clenched his gun, squinted his eyes and switched the scan, following the red data stream to find two killers in black corporate suits walking through the corridor.

[Force: Faki Industry]

[Scan: subcutaneous armor, single-molecule blade, etc.]

The two company assassins are both of Asian descent.

A tall and thin man with a cold look in his eyes.

The man in the black turtleneck heat dissipation tights should be a hacker. He scanned John out of caution and did not act rashly or have further contact with him.

Another wore electronic sunglasses.

His temples and hair were neatly trimmed.

The arms are made of high-density alloy. According to the scanning results, it can be determined that they are the new single-molecule blades of Fuki Industries, and should be equipped with Sian Westin.

They are not ordinary company soldiers, but at least high-ranking corporate slaves belonging to the security department.

Why are you here?

The two men walked past John.

The sound of leather shoes tapping on the floor echoed in the corridor, and the scrolling subtitles that could be seen everywhere flickered slightly.

They stopped in front of Ward 429.

The hacker's prosthetic eye flickered, and he pulled out a smart pistol with a silencer accessory from his coat.

The metal sliding door opened with a whoosh.

The man in sunglasses walked in quickly, quickly opened the curtains, and checked under the bed and in the cabinets, while the hacker, who was closer to the door, poked his head with a gun and looked towards the bathroom.

"Deal with the adults and take the children away."

"Wait for you at the door."

The hacker said as he turned around.

The metal sliding door had not yet closed, and a man wearing a functional work jacket was standing in the corridor.

His eyebrows were sharp and his expression was calm, and he blocked the way silently and without sound.

[Mission target update]

[Protect Meiya's family. (Not achieved)]

[Leave someone alive. (Optional)]

"Bakayaro!"

The hacker exclaimed, raising his arms.

Before the gun went off, John took a step and kicked him towards the killer in sunglasses in the room.

puff.

The metal sliding door closed behind him.

John smashed the control panel with his backhand.

An error message popped up on the broken glass, isolating the room from the outside world.

call--

John's forehead swelled.

The surrounding scenery is covered with a filter, and all moving objects are slowed down several times.

The cart and the storage cabinet were knocked over, the metal ashtray fell to the ground at a slower and slower speed, and the electronic screen hanging on the wall twisted in the direction of the pull...

An afterimage overlapped and moved to the door.

John's prosthetic eye zoomed in and out.

The color blocks condense into the appearance of a killer wearing sunglasses.

The blade popped out from his arm and slid across the corner of the wall smoothly, cutting the cement as easily as scooping a cake.

The arc of light had reached above John's head.

The filter color suddenly darkened.

The functional jacket floated backwards, its edge brushing against the flowing light, dodging it with a very precise distance.

John took half a step back in the almost frozen space.

A faint gleam appeared on the shirt and the T-shirt underneath, a sign that the cooling core was increasing power.

John is faster in a time-stop environment.

It means that his Swan Westin has higher performance and greater neural stability.

John grabbed the sunglasses man's neck and turned the straight knife towards the inside of the ward.

The blue-green light drew a circle and stabbed towards the tall and thin hacker who had just arrived.

Blood gushed out of his body, quickly soaking the hacker's suit and dripping down from the sharp point that pierced his abdomen.

“…￥%ah, gurgle, gulp%”

The hacker covered his stomach and stepped back violently, gasping for breath with incomprehensible sounds, and finally fell down right under the windowsill, vomiting blood.

"くそったれ!"

The man in sunglasses burst out of John's grip, and his other arm also ejected a blade, swinging it alternately more quickly, blue electricity dancing on the surface.

There were several charred dents cut into the wall.

John dodged between the door and the bathroom.

He raised his foot and kicked the wall, then jumped up, twisted his hips in the air and kicked the opponent's head.

[Chip: Brazilian war dance]

Boom.

There was a dull thud from the back of his foot.

The boot kicked the edge of the sunglasses, causing cracks. In an amateur black boxing match, the attack could at least cause a concussion, but it only forced the opponent to retreat.

The man in sunglasses shook his head.

He had just steadied himself and hadn't gotten ready when he saw the dark muzzle of a gun...

boom!
John pulled the trigger on [The Widow].

The enemy is more dangerous than you think.

If you don't want to get hurt, you can stop worrying about leaving someone alive.

The incendiary shotgun exploded on the cheek of the man in sunglasses.

His head tilted back, and the remains of lenses and flesh collapsed to the ceiling, exposing soft metal and prosthetic eye wiring in the gap, and flames burned near his hair and collar.

John's Messianic eye suddenly came into focus.

He subconsciously activated S'An Westin and dodged a close-range slash.

The man in sunglasses rushed forward with his teeth bared.

His face was broken, his operating system was damaged, the electronic signals between his limbs were transmitting wrong information, and Sianwestin was also overclocked...

The man in sunglasses is on the verge of death and out of control.

John was like a cyber-psychopath, and what was worse was that he had his back against the metal sliding door and could only move backwards to find a safe distance.

He broke through the blade blockade and got close.

Yggdrasil's fist slammed into the opponent's face, hitting him hard several times, then grabbed his arm and twisted the single-molecule blade behind his back.

John felt like he was overpowering a pickup truck.

He was forced into the bathroom, and with his back against the wall he managed to keep his balance. He suddenly exerted force and smashed the sunglasses man's head against the sink.

It's working a little, try it a couple more times.

Bang, bang bang!

The metal sink had bloody dents.

The electronic mirror flashed and a warning message popped up.

puff!

The knob was also smashed.

A large stream of water shot out from the gap, directly onto the ceiling, and then bounced back from all sides.

A mixture of plasma and coolant spread.

The man in sunglasses twitched for a moment and then died completely.

"Hoo~fuck!"

John panted...shaked his arms, and used the stronger water stream to clean his hands.

John returned to the ward.

Gerry Pearce and his young daughter lie in a hospital bed, with auxiliary equipment connected by a special circuit.

The surveillance camera in the corner of the ceiling has been remotely destroyed.

The company hacker fell on the windowsill, holding his stomach, his eyes wide open with no signs of life.

Boom, boom, boom.

【Open the door! 】

[Don't move, you are surrounded!] [……]

The metal sliding door was knocked loudly.

Public hospitals have dedicated ECPD duty rooms.

The police used instruments to smash the tempered glass on the door, hid on both sides and observed the situation from the side, drew their guns and shouted loudly.

The corridor is covered with red lights.

It must be a state of emergency.

[Mission target update]

【Escape from pursuit. (Not achieved)】

John ignored the alarm in the hallway, looked around, and took the silenced smart pistol from the hacker's body.

[Weapon: Faki-Silence]

[Module: Level III Silencer, Advanced Penetration]

[Description: The B45 stealth series weapons of Fuki Industries were discontinued when market feedback was very good and turned into internal standard weapons of the company. The number of weapons in circulation in the market is relatively small. ]

John put the gun in his gun belt.

He pushed open the window and kicked open the anti-fall grille, turned around and jumped out of the room. During the sliding process, he frequently changed his fulcrum to slow down, and when he was close to the ground, he bounced back and rolled to land.

General wards are located on lower floors.

His reinforced arches are also equipped with experimental level 6 shock absorption, making landing as easy as jumping from a table to the ground.

What on earth is Meia doing?
Why did Fuki Industry send assassins to find her family?

John paced in the shadow of the building, thinking.

The sound of sirens and messy footsteps echoed around the hospital. Whatever covert action the company dog ​​wanted to take had failed at this moment.

Gerry and his daughter remained in the ward.

If Maya pushes the company too far...

Fuki Industry may disguise itself as medical staff, or directly put pressure on others and use their privileges to take patients away during the chaos.

John paused.

He leaned against the wall and observed in the shadows - there were many security guards and policemen on duty wandering around in the sunlight, and firefighters and emergency teams rushed into the corridor dragging their equipment.

Messiah's prosthetic eye switches to scanning mode.

In the dark green filter around them, red data streams from several surveillance probes flickered...

[Mission target update]

[Go to the hospital fire control center. (Not achieved)]

John quietly passed through the gap between the buildings and climbed onto the debris to get into the open corridor. Immediately, a cool breeze mixed with the smell of disinfectant blew across his nose.

The air conditioning in the public areas was just so so.

John walked around the building like a family member of a patient, and could see through the floor-to-ceiling glass curtain walls:

The police officers and security team on duty set up a cordon downstairs, and there were also people on guard in the elevators and corridors leading to the general inpatient area.

Signs on the floor scrolled warning messages.

John walked into the safe area with confidence and found the location of the fire control center through the navigation auxiliary screen.

The bad news is that two policemen are standing at the gate.

The good news is that the combination lock has been unlocked thanks to the police entering the scene.

Two police officers wearing peaked caps leaned against the wall, folded their arms, smoked and chatted with their companions, and held almost overflowing coffee cups in their hands.

The situation in the ward has been brought under control.

They all seemed to know that the "criminal" had killed a company employee and escaped through the window before the police arrived. They probably treated it as a gang case and their vigilance was reduced to the lowest level.

John stood by the pool with his hands in his pockets and watched.

He suddenly heard Japanese behind him and turned around to look:

Several members of the Xiaocheng Gang in suits and leather shoes were shouting. As the police controlled the scene, their vehicles were stopped for inspection, and a verbal conflict broke out...

Fuki Industries is related to the Owl Town Gang.

The police must have treated them as persons of interest and forcibly controlled them.

John wanted to ask them for information.

But looking at the police cars with flashing red and blue lights and the aircraft flying overhead, he gave up the idea of ​​making a big deal out of it.

John thought for a moment, then walked around the corner and leaned against the wall.

He pulled out the [Silent] silenced pistol he had just picked up from his arms, connected the scope to his prosthetic eye with the patch on his palm, and as his pupils focused, he pulled the trigger steadily.

biu!

A very short beeping sound was heard.

"what!"

In the distance, a member of the Owl Town Gang knelt on the ground.

The smart bullet gouged a blue burn spot on the back of his thigh, probably because it hit the skeleton without causing a penetration.

The scene was instantly filled with screams and exclamations.

Bystanders fled in all directions.

The policeman in front of the fire control room threw away his coffee.

They drew their guns and went to the scene to provide support.

John calmly walked out from behind the pillar, walked quickly to the fire control room and pushed the door open.

"Hey, what happened..."

The sturdy man sitting on the stool didn't even turn his head, and the surveillance screen had been switched to the location where the conflict occurred.

The entrance to the hall had been blocked by police and gang members.

The sturdy man was looking intently at the center of the picture.

He didn't hear any answer and realized something was wrong. Just as he was about to turn around, his neck was clamped by a pair of strong arms.

The strong man struggled stiffly for more than ten seconds before he fell into unconsciousness.

John didn't kill the security guard.

He pulled out the data cable and plugged it into the terminal. The black light whizzed past the firewall and authorization agreement.

【Hospital monitoring system. (Hackered)】

John frowned slightly.

Although it is only a small security branch, it is a system of a large public facility after all. Blacklight invasion is no problem, but the physical burden is more serious than expected.

John took a deep breath and shook his head.

He immediately left the fire control center and walked along the staircase to the underground parking lot against the chaos.

【Cyborg: Atlanta Virtual Network】

【Function: Remote device control. 】

John transferred the video footage to his artificial eye and searched back through the small windows that kept popping up.

The killer from Fuki Industries appeared in the elevator surveillance.

A reverse search along the way confirmed the other party's vehicle.

John noticed that the black business car was very wide - according to the company's organization, a team of five or six people was usually formed.

He approached with a gun in hand hoping to capture the man alive, but found the car was empty.

Messiah's prosthetic eye enters scanning mode.

John noticed bullet holes and blood around the car windows, and followed the fresh signs of a fight deeper into the basement.

He walked through the dimly lit passage and entered the unlocked metal door. He saw a more hidden room in the narrow corridor, a row of cleaning vehicles at the door, and...

More blood.

John walked under the metal strip lamp, his shadow stretching down the wet, stained, dragged corridor.

He slowed down his pace and finally stood still.

It was eerily quiet around me. I concentrated so hard that it seemed only the roar of the giant equipment penetrated the walls.

John, however, firmly believed that danger lurked in the darkness.

"Meia!?"

he called out tentatively.

"My name is John. Not sure if you remember, but I just saved Gerry and your daughter..."

There was a crash in the darkness.

Meiya staggered out holding the gun.

She squatted against the wall within the range of light and wiped the sweat and mud from her forehead and eye sockets with her fingers. Her body was covered with new wounds and her clothes were soaked with blood.

John turned on the night vision and walked deeper. There was a utility room at the corner, and the light bulb on the top had been shattered by a gun.

Inside lay three assassins from Fukushima Industries.

John raised his feet away from the pool of blood and saw several used healing potions scattered on the ground. In addition, there were daggers, blood clots, bullets, and torn towels...

"Phew~Thank you, John."

Meia must have gone through a tough battle.

She dropped the disguise of a housewife and once again revealed the toughness of an S.I.A. agent.

John shrugged.

"I never thought we would meet again."

"Why are you here?"

Meiya's hand holding the gun was slightly tense, and she seemed very nervous.

(End of this chapter)