Cyberpunk: Nirvana of Shoko Toyokawa

"...No way."

She could only smile bitterly.

……

Too hungry, abnormal hormone indicators, weak.

Such a 15-year-old girl went to a bar in the Little Kabuki District and drank the wine that strangers kept giving her...

Even a three-year-old could guess what was going to happen.

"Damn it, Toyokawa Shoko, is your brain washed?"

No matter how much low hormone levels affect your thinking, living at the bottom of the city of joy, you have to retain this level of self-preservation awareness!

Xiangzi cursed himself and held on to the outer wall of the bathtub.

She took a few wet steps, and the first thing she did was to check her body.

Very good, no strange wounds, no special prostheses implanted, and no strange viruses left by special enthusiasts.

It seems that they did not do anything to themselves. They are still in the stage of pre-saving for subsequent processing.

Xiangzi's mind was half relieved.

"Next..."

She checked the LCD panel hanging above the bathtub she had just climbed out of.

Ironically, this was the first time she saw her own physiological indicators after being "cleansed" by the Toyokawa family.

【10% glucose drip 1L, blood sugar level is stable, blood pressure is stable. 】

[1 mg of epinephrine, administered twice, breathing and heart rate returned to a stable range. ]

"…Pupil condition…Vitamin condition…Three basic indicators…"

Xiangzi read them one by one.

Surprisingly, the indicators were better than she had imagined.

“…Stable suggestion: You need to rest for another 3 hours and 21 minutes before you can proceed with the subsequent operation process.”

Xiangzi suddenly understood.

Long-term lack of sleep, overwork, poor living environment, and malnutrition.

Her indicators were too bad, so after she was taken over by the kidney-removing specialists, they had to stabilize her physiological signs first.

That's why she wasn't dissected or installed with anything weird before she woke up. That's why they didn't dare to use too much sedative, giving her a chance to wake up.

"……Ha ha."

As long as you are in a bad situation enough, the kidney-stripping guys are helping you.

Xiangzi found it a little funny, but she found it difficult to laugh.

……

Xiangzi doesn't have a prosthetic body, but his organs are still valuable. The flesh of a man of this age also has a market.

Xiangzi left the report that listed the value of her organs and body. She walked slowly around the small room and confirmed the surroundings more carefully.

Some of the bathtubs were empty, while others contained people.

Some of the people were missing arms, some had large holes in their stomachs. Without exception, all were unconscious and receiving treatment.

There was a door next to the bathtub that he had just left, and in the corner next to the door were piles of clothes and personal belongings thrown around.

Xiangzi raised his head.

"(…It seems there is no surveillance.)"

Xiangzi saw something that looked like a camera, but its infrared light-emitting diode was not lighting up.

She guessed it was broken.

Electronics repair services cost unexpectedly much money, but they broke down so often that the underground organizations were often too lazy to fix them. The same was true for the black customer service company she worked for. They were clearly doing some criminal activities such as blackmail and extortion in private, but the surveillance cameras at several entrances were broken.

……

Xiangzi picked up a piece of clothing at random from the pile, dried himself, and then found a set of underwear, a top, and shorts that barely fit him and put them on.

It was all dirty and smelled bad, but it was better than nothing.

Next, she searched there for a long time, hoping to find some weapons such as guns and long-handled knives.

...But unfortunately, there is nothing useful, just garbage.

There wasn't even any clothes of some value.

"(Too.)"

The useful things were probably taken away. Those crazy hyena-like guys would lick every bit of blood and flesh from their prey.

All the clothes were turned over, revealing the shoes at the bottom that were squeezed into a ball.

Xiangzi's heart began to tighten.

This is what she cares about most.

Now she had to pray that the kidney-strippers were careless enough...

"...!"

Have it.

Xiangzi saw his leather shoes.

Because it was so cheap, it was just folded into a ball and thrown in there.

And its secrets were not discovered.

……

After removing the insole, Xiangzi took out a small knife from under the sole of his leather shoes.

The appearance is very ordinary. Black lines, black handle, metal texture, not even the recently popular carbon fiber.

On the day he left Toyokawa's house, Shoko put up a great fight, knocking over tables and chairs, and sending small objects flying out of the window.

After being expelled from the Toyokawa family, Shoko found this knife in the grass outside his home while wandering in despair with his unconscious father.

It was a plain, ordinary knife. You could buy one for 100 yuan at a roadside 100-yuan store.

But for the penniless Xiangzi, this is the only weapon she can rely on.

After that, Xiangzi kept it hidden in the soles of his shoes for self-defense.

“(I have always been very careful and have never been in danger of having to use it… I didn’t expect that the first time I would use it would be in such a big scene.)”

Thinking this, Xiangzi put on his shoes and held the knife in his hand.

Her eyes drifted to the door beside her.

I have checked everything that can be checked. The only thing left is whether to go out or not.

“(Internal monitoring is broken.)”

"(But the Kidney-Stripper is just stingy, not stupid.)"

It is impossible for a room containing important human bodies and organs to be left connected to the exit without any protection.

Xiangzi thought that there must be at least one working surveillance camera outside.

"(Should I just go out? It's hard to say...but at least I have to take a look...)"

Xiangzi thought so and prepared to go closer to the door to take a closer look.

But that's it.

"Uh!"

There was a sudden burning pain in my right eye, as if a pair of tongs were poking deep into my eye socket.

"cough--"

Xiangzi fell backwards to the ground because of the severe pain.

The pain in my right eye stopped.

"What……"

Xiangzi trembled, feeling the remaining heat in his right eye, got up from the ground, and applied ice water to his face.

Amid the alternation between hot and cold, Xiangzi once again saw his own panel on the bathtub.

In a very inconspicuous place, it says:

[Right eyeball cavity: thermal sensing restraint element has been installed]

Xiangzi knew this.

It is usually used by police on prisoners who are not suitable for wearing electronic handcuffs and electronic shackles.

This technology later flowed into the black market. Because it is easy to disassemble and assemble and does not damage the physiological structure, it quickly became popular underground.

The principle is very simple.

A small heating element is implanted in the target's eye socket, which emits high heat when it senses that the target has left the area.

If the target insists on escaping, this little thing can even burn the brain.

Chapter 5: Those who pick up people are kidney-strippers

【Thermal Sensing Restraint Element】.

Implantation requires simply and roughly inserting it next to the eyeball, but removal requires professional tools.

"Ha ha……"

Xiangzi slid down the bathtub wall and sat on the ground.

By now, she finally realized that she was about to be trafficked by an underground organization.

Electronic restraints, human body placement, victims.

There are probably countless cameras outside, as well as dangerous elements who are armed with guns and never hesitate to shoot.

Xiangzi is now in the scene that has only appeared on TV news.

More real than the news.

Because the news won't show the kidney-strippers leaving a few broken cameras to save money, nor will they show them installing heat-sensing restraint elements in only one of the "cargo's" eyes... The standard police operation is to install them in both eyes, but they obviously think that is a waste of time and money.

"(……)"

“(I actually still have the mood to think about these things.)”

Xiangzi felt that his ability to endure had become stronger.

...Of course, it is also possible that he has accepted the fact that he has no other choice.

If restraints could be easily broken free of, they wouldn’t be called “restraints.” If the Kidney Shredders’ hideout was that easy to escape from, they would have been busted by the City of Joy police long ago.

No matter how he thought about it, Xiangzi could only see despair and death.

"(what to do?)"

What else can I do?

Anyway, my organs have already been mortgaged.

According to the laws of the City of Music, they do not belong to them, but to those underground black doctors who sell temporary identities.

Now, it is the underground gangs and kidney-strippers who are fighting for Xiangzi's organs.

The whole thing has nothing to do with her anymore.

There is actually not much difference between the methods these two groups of people use to do things.

The only difference is that the former forces the donor to death before taking his organs, while the latter kills directly without saying too much nonsense.

"……Ha ha."