Since then, we haven’t had any particularly great conversations.
At best, Dead Cells raided Milicia’s secret lab and stole classified research data.
The only thing DCPD got was the information that it was trying to recover the data before it leaked out.
The heavy-mouthed DCPD patrol officer hasn’t shared any information about the incident since.
Coffee shop story, city polis and affairs of superiors. And it only made it difficult for me because I didn’t know much by turning the topic only to the duties of the inspector.
So, what the hell does the inspector do?
Judging from the nuances, the elite agent that Milicia sends to secretly oversee the DCPD’s work and, if necessary, support it… It almost seems like that.
I don’t know yet. You may be caught by pretending to know.
Because of that, I knew it very well, but it was hard to talk about it in such a way that it was difficult to talk outside.
Fortunately, the effort didn’t seem to have created any doubts.
Wei Ying-
Was there another accident nearby, or something else happened?
The patrol officer asked me if the black suit I was wearing—the highest quality suit with bulletproof function—is the uniform of the inspector, and after receiving the police alarm, he left the seat with a sigh.
He sent me his e-business card and said, ‘I won’t tell anyone else about your identity. Although they are of different backgrounds, please contact me if you need help with this case.’
Perhaps because of hearing about the difficult circumstances, those heavy footsteps that would have felt scary at other times seem to be drenched in deep fatigue today.
Apparently, the timing was also when the rainwater began to fall.
The patrol officer gets into the DCPD transport vehicle parked nearby, pouring down rain with helmets, skeleton gloves and police uniforms.
A blue light flashed, and the vehicle floated into the air and disappeared from view with astonishing speed.
I sat in the coffee shop and looked at the cyberwatch screen.
《DCPD Asian Town Branch, Ranger Carla Daniel.》
After putting the cyber business card away by hand, I looked out the window and fell in thought.
A submerged side of the road distorted by a mixture of pale neon and rainwater.
‘Now I understand a little.’
Why are the Dead Cells seen so often around here, and the DCPD encounters so often?
It appears that Milicia’s secret laboratory was located in the East Monica compartment.
That’s why DCPD is struggling to find dead cell gang members with confidential data by blocking the East Monica compartment as soon as the incident breaks out and conducting unsuspecting checks on every major traffic route.
I didn’t even know it was blocked because I didn’t have to go out of the compartment.
It’s just rumors that there are more accidents in East Monica than before, and I’ve experienced it firsthand.
In fact, it was a strange feeling that it was all connected like this.
‘Maybe it had something to do with the fact that the barronins gathered, and even the Luddite gang appeared as a group.’
There is usually a reason for re-realization and things that happen.
Things that were thought to be coincidences seemed to be inevitable when we understood the movements and causes of large organizations such as DCPD, Milicia, and Dead Cell.
This will not be the only one. There must be a lot more that I didn’t know about.
Since information is also a kind of asset, there is bound to be an abundance of things in the world that cannot be fully understood with the basic knowledge I have as a poor, lower class citizen.
It is impossible for me to be on the same level as the president of Megacorp, a member of the aristocratic family, and the high-ranking people of the DCPD.
So I try to get information.
If you just get carried away by the current without knowing anything, you won’t be able to survive and go higher.
should know Knowledge is power.
Especially if you live in a savage cyberpunk world where you can die as easily as a bug just because you didn’t know.
And in my current plight, there was only one way to find out more than I had.
Reasoning.
Combining the information I have now to find out new information.
As the DCPD patrol officer completely lost track of my identity, there are risk factors, but even considering that, it was the most economical and appropriate information acquisition method for the current situation.
And I guess… .
first.
‘Milicia and DCPD have not yet recovered the data. And it probably won’t be easy to retrieve the data in the future.’
In a way, it was a reasonable conclusion.
In any event, the first response is the most important.
Every hour and every day after an incident has happened, the chances of being able to handle it neatly become less and less.
But what about the current situation?
Assuming that the incident broke out and the lockdown began around Monday of last week, even at a low level, more than a week has already passed.
However, as can be seen from the gloomy attitude of the patrol officer, there seemed to be little progress in the investigation.
At best, the only thing to do is to find and arrest dead cell pawns who were hiding everywhere, as in the previous monorail platform and today’s game center.
It seemed that the most important confidential research data and the clue as to the culprit who stole it had not yet been found.
And a week was enough time to completely hide and complete the shielding process so that the data could not be traced.
What this means is that it is virtually safe to say that you have already missed it.
Fortunately, the compartment is sealed off, and the net monitoring network is tight, so data and criminals have not already been leaked outside the search network.
Conversely, it also means that there is no clue other than being within the compartment.
And East Monica is a block of horses, but in reality it is a huge area the size of a city.
If you are determined and hide, you will never find it.
This was even more so, considering the criminal’s excellent stealth ability, which is still well hidden from Megacorp’s search.
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Moreover, the DCPD cannot continue the lockdown indefinitely.
There is no justification, and the damage is enormous.
What would you explain to people?
The secret lab or data theft part cannot be properly disclosed because it is related to Megacorp’s prestige and security.
Even if it were to be revealed, the backlash would be fierce just hearing Megacorp’s hounds as before.
In the end, the only reason I can put forward is to clear the wanted dead cell gang members.
There is no way to convince citizens and businesses that have to endure inconvenience due to the blockade that the lawless Sproulfield is not touched and that the search is conducted only in East Monica, where the security is relatively good.
If East Monica was a section dominated by Milicia’s influence, she could somehow press it down by force, but that wasn’t the case.
True to the name of the district, it is an area where Asian megacorps such as Shiho Lee and Alibaba Shin are strong, so the search network could not be maintained for a long time.
And DCPD’s overwhelming combat performance is meaningless unless it narrows its target.
It’s impossible to send an elite unit like Militacs into a division search without proper information.
It must have been a difficult situation for them in many ways. Because of that, it must have been that he was only squeezing the city police on the spot.
That’s why the patrol officer must have looked so hard.
As for Milicia, the damage would be quite large.
failure… Even if it’s hard to say, it could be described as a stagger.
I do not know how the situation will unfold in the future, but it was clear that the movement of the world’s second largest Megacorp, which was growing rapidly, had a brake to some extent.
‘My advice is to keep an eye on the news.’
All of a sudden, I remembered the fat, disgusting voice that I had been spitting out.
‘Because there will be some interesting news about Milicia soon. mm ha ha ha ha!’
On my first day of work, the truth detective said it was a light gift to me.
It’s not on the news yet… Was it with this in mind?
It may have been that a cow caught a mouse while walking backwards, maybe it was hit by chance, but it was more likely that the relevant information had been obtained in some way.
‘Even during our conversation that day, we talked about Megacorp and Milicia for a long time.’
If it were true, the self-proclaimed Holmes was certainly not ordinary.
You’re a private detective who’s been digging behind Megacorp. Maybe one or nine lives?
Well, it wasn’t a big deal right now.
We’ll see each other again if we work at a bar anyway. We’ll think about the truth behind the detective’s identity later.
I chewed my lips as I took the last sip of the thin coffee. Outside the window, the rain was slowly fading away.
The sky smashed in pastel tones, the dim signboard reflected on the wet floor, and the holographic leaves swaying on the artificial tree.
I stood up as I watched the leaves fall.
second.
As I reasoned, I don’t know what the data of this secret research is… .
‘It must be extremely important and dangerous.’
unconditional
It’s a burden for DCPD and Milicia to mess around with an entire block, even for a week.
Conversely, it meant that data recovery was important enough to bear such a burden. It was said that the confidential material was worth it.
There are two possibilities.
If that data spreads, it’s a megacorporator who could do a big blow to Milicia.
Or, Millicia’s new technology that the data should never be leaked—a data of tremendous value that must be protected because it contains over-technology of the latest research that can lead the future.
In the former case, it doesn’t really matter to me.
But in the latter case… .
I had one too.
A crystal of Millicia-made over-technology that could cause a shock just by being exposed to the world.
“… .”
Feeling a tingling sensation in the back of his head, he sent a tip to the robot barista and left the coffee shop.
Although this is a guess that is hard to be considered a reasoning, it is only a mere premonition.
‘Secret Labs, High Tech, Confidential Data, Leaks… .’
It’s just a list of keywords, but my heart sinks.
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Maybe it had something to do with the experiments I went through, the lab I escaped from, and the microchip switch embedded in my prefrontal cortex.
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