87. Property
The commission itself wasn’t great.
One of the scavengers stabbed the store owner while robbing the store. It would have been better if I killed it neatly, but I stabbed it clumsily and only increased the implant parts. Anyway, the angry shop owner hired a fixer to take revenge on him with a month’s worth of income of 227 credits. Up to this point, it was an ordinary daily life in Junk Town.
Leonard expressed his dissatisfaction with the evaporation of 1,000 credits.
“Why did you introduce that guy?”
“Because I didn’t know you were that kind of guy. I thought it was a proper new face because it looked good and handled the work I was entrusted with as a test neatly.”
As I said many times, there were few solvers who had both skill and trust. Usually, skills are common and credit is rare, but this time, skills couldn’t keep up. The fixer who went to punish the scavenger was attacked by the scavenger gang. It was an occasional, if not common, occurrence.
“I must have written a ‘chip’ in that exam as well.”
The fixer who was beaten by the scavenger eventually went crazy and ran amok. It was not a metaphorical expression of over-emotion. really gone crazy In today’s words, it has become a psycho cyborg.
“It might not be because of ‘Chip’, right? Isn’t it just a normal psycho cyborg?”
I didn’t know that the term ‘normal psycho’ wouldn’t sound strange. Compared to a psycho who breaks the limit by destroying his brain chip, the psycho whose brain chip melted in an accident was definitely normal.
“According to the information I have found…”
Leonard was taken aback by the inorganic eyes and corrected it.
“According to the source Sigma found, it is not completely melted and ruined. It boosts the adrenaline and shuts down the neurosafety module, creating a kind of runaway state.”
“Then isn’t it just about being strong and brave?”
“It’s hard to say that the amount of stimulants was simply counted. Even such drugs have basic side effects, so can we play with a precision machine-brain chip that can’t even recover on its own?”
Without that knowledge, Max couldn’t answer. Leonard made it as simple as possible.
“It is true that it is used like a stimulant. It’s because it’s stronger and the reaction rate is faster. Violent tendencies are a bonus. In Junk Town, ‘violent’ is a compliment, right? It will come in handy once or twice.”
“Can I use it three times?”
“…Don’t dwell on the numbers. It’s not necessarily three times, but if you use it multiple times, the brain chip will break down. If you’re unlucky, it might break the first time you use it.”
That was the ‘Psycho chip’.
It is secretly traded for the reason that it makes it stronger like a psycho cyborg, and even gangsters, scavengers, and recently suddenly increased solvers have been used indiscriminately. Because of that, the psycho cyborg crimes that had subsided after Snowball were on the rise again.
“Is that what the Liberation Front did?”
“Not strong.”
Psycho cyborg experts are rare, and those who use them for crime are even rarer. Leonard’s intuition was shouting that it was a liberation front.
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Psychocyborg is often referred to as a ‘crime’, but from a legal point of view, becoming a psycho was not a crime. It’s because I didn’t become a psycho intentionally, and it wasn’t because I didn’t take advantage of it on my own. Of course, that means it’s been that way.
“This is a crime.”
Leonard took a piece of candy and looked down at the smashed scavengers. It was literally a slaughter. It was not a gun or a knife, but he was beaten to death with force like a primitive savage. It was so thoroughly destroyed that there was nothing to salvage.
“Is this a crime? A common scavenger murder?”
“Ah, yes.”
It awakened the junk town sensibility that I had forgotten for a while. In the first place, it was not a crime unless you were a citizen. It was just morally bad.
“Anyway, I made up my mind and became a psycho cyborg. Because this is something you can’t do without a psycho. this is true It’s ridiculous. Melting his own brain, isn’t he a psychopath in the first place?”
Ruining oneself is like a long-standing human habit, so it’s not convincing, but it’s still a condition for carrying out the request.
Leonard looked around. It was a garbage dump like a scavenger’s lair. There is a grand piano that is hard to find even in White Town – the keyboard is not in good shape – and an electric car used in the early days of ground pioneering – full of bullet marks – but there is no surveillance camera that is commonplace.
It’s Leonard’s job to prove that this insane fixer has completed the request, and to find and retrieve the cause of the madness, but it doesn’t start well.
“Sigma, check the news from 25th to 27th Street.”
– Monitoring. No news yet. Shall we hack the FAP communication?
“Don’t work. There’s no way he’d already dispatched to Area 20.”
Psycho cyborgs were literally psychos, so they were unpredictable. I didn’t know where it had disappeared.
“Seeing that Junk Town is quiet, I didn’t go to the main street, maybe out of town?”
“There is a public security checkpoint over there. It must have been as crazy as Junk Town?”
I opened the map of Leonardon’s Junk Town and pointed out the places close to 27th Street one by one. Max, unable to store the map in his brain, surveyed the surroundings with both eyes. It was the first place I came to, but I seemed to know the general location as I orientated myself based on the main roads and large landmarks.
“That’s 28th Street, right? The Aktion gang area.”
Coincidentally, Leonard came to a similar conclusion.
“Murders are common compared to the number of people, and there are residents who will make a fuss about one psycho cyborg and not report it.”
It was not pleasant because it was a place where psychos could grow into two or three. But there was no way. The reason why the 200 credit request went up to 2,000 credit was because of the trust of the broker, but also because of the risk.
“The camera is rare over there, too.”
“It’s fortunate that the camera is rare. Morality and conscience are also rare.”
“That’s a good word. Introduce yourself from now on.”
Leonard comforted the nervous Max and walked back. It was a pity that I didn’t have a shit car that was over 30 years old. After this job, I decided to pick up the car first.
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Still, there were things that could only be known by walking on two legs. There were unknown weeds growing between the cement, a queue of ants crawling in rows, a refreshing breeze carrying pollutants, and a street atmosphere that could not be understood by hacking electronic devices.
“The streets are cluttered…”
As Leonard wrinkled his fine skin, Max replied harshly.
“Junk Town is always cluttered. That’s a glorified expression, and frankly, it’s shit.”
“It’s a regular junk town. This is 28th Street.”
It was 28th Street that was quiet even in the middle of the day because the street was ugly. But, not today. In the nearby three-story villa, a bald middle-aged man spyed on Leonard and his party, and in the second-floor shopping mall next to it, a young gang of young men with weapons gathered and were silent. Leonard’s eyes naturally turned into hexagons.
“…they came right.”
“okay? That’s fortunate! Grab it and get out!”
“But it seems a little late.
We hacked the cluttered CCTVs and found out a few things. A bloody ex-fixer passed by screaming, and three unknown men hurriedly chased after him.
“Are you public? Or an Aktion gangster?”
“It’s not public security because the implants are messy, and it’s not the Aktion Gang because it’s sober.”
“It’s not the public security, it’s not the gangsters in this district, is there anyone who will go after the psycho cyborg?”
In the process, there were several conflicts. However, the strange thing is that it was attached with ‘power’. He turned his neck with his fist, hung up his legs, knocked him out, grabbed him by the scruff of his neck, and threw him. The broken wall over there was the result of the crash.
“wow! You must have a very nice body?”
“You’d have to be at least Ryan Bourne to fight a psycho cyborg.”
The video is uneven because it is a CCTV that walks around on two legs, but at first glance it was not a super-heavy implant body like Ryan Bourne. Then there was only one answer.
“It’s using a psycho chip.”
He is a psycho who is like a beast without reason, but that is why he was not easily caught. Leonard checked the time. 42 minutes have just passed.
“You probably haven’t left this area yet.”
“Are you going after it?”
“Because we can find out where the Psycho Chip came from.”
The sense of the solver came back. This will be credited. That would be a lot of credit too.
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The ex-fixer and his pursuer were all over 28th Street. It was possible to follow the traces without having to hack the hidden residents with difficulty.
“We’ve had a match here, too.”
They fought hard to see if they were going to end it here. The three men who were hit by the psycho chip mercilessly kicked it. The least serious injury was a blown out eyeball and a bent elbow in the opposite direction.
“If you’re going to do this, just shoot me.”
It was just a saying. I guessed why he didn’t shoot. It can be easily defeated in a 1v3, but that was also the reason why I missed it every time.
“Are you trying to catch me alive?”
There are also capture weapons such as electric rods and electric nets, but I didn’t prepare them because I didn’t know how to escape because the psycho cyborgs were at a disadvantage. Due to the lack of preparation, the tag team continued for an hour. Thanks to Leonard, an opportunity came.
“You fucking bastard! It will be like this a long time ago!”
It looks like he got caught in the end. Psycho Cyborg struggled with all of his implant limbs pulled out. In the process, the three-member group was also a mess, as if they had suffered quite a bit. This was especially true for the author, who had an inch sunken around his nose. If it wasn’t for the psycho chip, he would have died instantly.
“Don’t you know we shouldn’t make a fuss in this town?”
Leonard drew attention. At the same time, the implant body was also scanned.
There were no characteristics that would indicate identity or affiliation. It was a Junk Town made body that was assembled little by little from this brand to that brand.
Not knowing the other person’s identity was the same for the three-member group. I was a little nervous about Leonard’s appearance.
“Is it Aktion?”
“Do I look like a gangster?”
Leonard was dumbfounded and asked back, and the trio thought that wasn’t the case either.
“It’s a personal thing, so go away. This guy is a psycho cyborg.”
After confirming that Leonard was alone, he relaxed slightly. The luxurious coat caught a little, but it didn’t seem like he would lose even if he fought. Now instead of a memory chip, the flower has a new weapon…
“You look like a psycho cyborg too?”
“What?”
“At least you have a relationship. Get some chips out of your head.”
Perhaps it was a hit, the trio were visibly embarrassed.
“Where do we look? Hey, aren’t you fine like this?”
“If I had been a psycho, I would have torn you to pieces! Stop talking and get out! Or should I turn it off?”
When the three of them got together, there was always one impatient one. Among the three, the impatient one strode forward. But in fact, there were people who were relatively in a hurry even if only the two of them gathered. On this side, it was Max.
Taaang-!
When the atmosphere got a little rough, I immediately pulled the trigger. The 7.62mm gun was heavy every time I heard it. The author who has the weight of an iron ball added to his head will strongly agree.
“damn! It’s public security!”