Chapter 261 – Open Up!
When Jinsu and Artemis were playing doctor and patient after their joyous reunion, there was a commotion going on in the shadows of Polis.
It was an uproar over the ruin of the remaining slave trade.
Thanks to this, the low-level members of the ‘Rio Circuit Group’, a criminal organization that had infiltrated the police, were in dire straits.
A closed basement. Three men are tied to a chair. A deep fear appeared on the face illuminated by the yellow light bulb on the ceiling.
“There were less than 10 slaves anyway! I’ll somehow get a new deal!”
One of the tied up members shouted desperately.
He was a recent newcomer and had a tendency to work too hard to gain recognition from the organization.
The action leader standing in front of him just looks down coldly the whole time.
“15 people! No, we are confident that we can secure supplies for up to 20 people! Captain Nunes! Please give me one more chance…”
“Money is not the problem. Trust is the problem. Do you know how much blood and sweat it took for foreigners like us to settle down in this city? “You’ve been tarnishing it from the beginning.”
Their conversation was in Spanish.
“Tell me the truth. “How much did you sell the information for?”
“Not really! I don’t betray for a small amount of money! If a guy like me is kicked out of the organization, what can he do to make a living? What a world! “In a foreign land like this!”
“For a penny? “Then you’ll betray me for a lot of money?”
“Oh, no, that’s not it…”
Excessive fear causes slips of speech to come out without even passing through the brain.
The action leader was a person who was good at catching such things and harassing them.
“Which organization intervened? “Where did you smell it and make a deal?”
“I really don’t know!”
Bah!
The rookie who kept repeating, ‘I don’t know!’ Ended up being beaten to death. He must have hit him properly when his mouth exploded and the blood splattered onto the cheek of the man tied up next to him.
Puck! Puck!
As if one thrush wasn’t enough, the action leader punched him in the stomach with two more punches.
“Wow!”
Then he vomited out pancakes in front of the chair he was sitting on. A part of it ended up on the commander’s arm.
“Las putas!”
The action leader swore.
“I told you to starve before interrogation, right? “What is this mess?”
“Did you just make me listen to that swear word?”
A tall woman who was watching with her arms crossed nearby asked.
The wide shoulders and trained arms were full of tattoos.
“Of course not! This is what I said to the cubs I caught. “Newbies these days don’t have the basics, damn it!”
“I’m the one who caught these bastards?”
“… Monica, was it you?”
The action leader has become completely dumb. Even then, the woman named Monica had a high-ranking position in her organization.
“Ha, that’s enough, let’s stop. “It’s not like I’m acting out in front of the kids.”
Monica pulled out her knife and approached the still intact man.
“What is your name?”
“This is Mateo.”
Mateo is mainly responsible for making contact with other organizations in the Rio tour group.
The broker in the red top and baseball cap that the slave traders who kidnapped Jinsu met. That was Mateo.
The woman skillfully pointed the tip of her knife at the man tied up next to her.
“Don’t worry. “Because you won’t vomit like that guy.”
“Thank you…”
Sigh.
The knife was placed on Mateo’s thigh and spun around. The feeling of the sharp tip of a knife piercing your pants and touching your skin!
Mateo felt his cheeks shrinking in an instant.
Fortunately, he was calm and understanding enough to act as a bridge between tough criminal organizations and did not say unnecessary things like ‘I don’t know!’ Or ‘I’m innocent!’
He squeezed out as much useful information as he could from his memory.
“Suddenly the car door opened, I heard a scream and some skinny guy jumped out. From what I wore, it looked like a product.”
“So?”
“The slave traders were all chasing me. As it happened, the direction from which the slave flew was toward the Prime Gate.”
The meeting place was less than 2 minutes away from the Prime Gate.
It wasn’t a particularly good meeting place, but I had no choice. This is because other criminal organizations have already occupied all the good positions in the police.
The basic Korean gangsters are the basics, as well as the Yakuza who came over from Japan, those made up of ethnic Chinese, and even the remnants of the US military who were left behind.
It was comprised of South Americans who were unfamiliar to Korea, and as a newcomer to the Rio tour group, it was necessary to take risks and use such a position.
“You ran away? “What on earth did those idiots do with the slave guards that they missed that?”
The action leader asked.
“I looked inside the car and saw two guys with crushed hands going crazy. “It must have been the work of a man who escaped.”
“Your hand is crushed?”
“It was flattened, as if it had been crushed in a compression press. “The other slaves were all tied by the hands and feet, and there were two broken ropes on the floor.”
After hearing the story up to this point, the action leader and the woman looked confused.
I thought they had tied up the product, but that wasn’t the case. It was being delivered properly packaged to the wrist and ankle.
Moreover, you didn’t just dislocate your wrist and break the bonds, you cut the rope?
Monica twirled the knife on Mateo’s thigh and asked a few more questions, and each time Mateo answered with sincerity.
Thanks to this, he was able to avoid getting a puncture on his thigh.
“Mierda!”
Sigh!
Even though I got hit with a oatmeal out of anger. Still, it was much better to be beaten by Monica than by the action leader.
“You!”
Monica spoke to the last man in Korean.
She spoke fluent Korean and was familiar with the situation here. She also played a key role in the settlement of the polis, so she was given preferential treatment in the organization.
“Yes!”
The man pointed out is the only Korean in this room.
When Jinsu was a slave, he would pat his head and say, “Wash the goods. It was a big man who shouted, “The hair oil is so fucking bad.”
Could we say that he is a distributor who builds a bridge between the slave traders who import goods from outside and the criminal organizations of the police?
However, even though they are the same criminals, if the Rio Tour Group is a bloody cartel that treats murder as an after-dinner sport, then the group he leads is nothing more than a group of back alley thugs.
“Ask me anything, hehe.”
The Korean giant behaved like a gentle sheep because of his size.
The current situation is that the organization was destroyed by a robot strike force, and while running away alone, he was caught by the Rio Touring Team. He understood that he was in a very difficult situation.
“Why on earth did the Prime guys get involved?”
“The man who escaped was quick on his feet. He chased after the slave traders, but he couldn’t catch up. I don’t know much about this as I heard it from a subordinate. “I think we crossed the yellow line as a group while chasing them, right?”
“Yellow line? Ha, those crazy bastards.”
Monica, who was massaging the bridge of her nose, urged her again.
“But I still don’t understand. Just because they crossed the yellow line, they block the external gate and even send in a helicopter to form this division?”
“That’s right. Until now, the robots in front of the gate didn’t move even if someone was stabbed and fell down nearby.”
“Didn’t you cross the red line?”
“If that were the case, I would have shot him.”
“What more do you know?”
“I was too busy running away when I suddenly heard that a strike force had arrived.”
“Ha… Puta!”
Monica sighed and turned around. Then the giant who was waiting next to her broke his fist and approached.
“No, wait! “Wait a minute!!!”
Baaaaak!
There was a dull sound much louder than the fist that struck Mateo, and the sound of a chair falling over.
“What now? If you don’t hit 10 people quickly, the loss will be severe. The connections I barely made will be lost.”
“I know.”
Monica chewed her thumbnail as the action leader spoke.
“Why on earth did the tin cans get involved?”
The machines, which had been completely neglectful of matters outside of Prime, intervened and disrupted the slave trade of only about 10 people.
No matter how hard we put our heads together, we couldn’t understand the situation.
But they did not yet know that a greater ordeal was approaching.
* * *
Boom! Boom! Tung!
‘FBI! Open up!’
Ujikkeun!
This short and intense event consists of three parts: knock, dialogue, and shredding sound.
This is a scene you usually see in movies, but I had a chance to see it in real life.
Well, I’m not out in the field in person, but through the screen in the central control room.
This is my first time sitting in a manager’s seat in a week. However, Artemis standing next to him had an expression of great emotion.
“It’s a place that’s been empty for three years. After all, it’s only 100% when you’re sitting down.”
It looks like it’s really touching to gently wipe the corner of the eye with a delicate finger.
I drank Coke Zero and then chewed popcorn.
Meanwhile, an exciting operation was taking place on the huge screen in front.
What was captured on the screen was a shabby wooden door. A powerful kick flew there. It’s the stalker’s bridge.
Bang!
The door opened wide with the sound of the doorknob breaking.
Stalkers have large feet and the strength is close to that of a mini battering ram, so there is no need for a battering ram.
The sight screen marked Foxtrot 1 shows an assault rifle that I have never seen before.
“It’s a suppression rifle.”
Artemis gave me a tip.
[Everyone stays still!]
[Get down on the floor!]
Shouts could be heard from all directions through the surround speakers.
The sounds of cats meowing, windows and cups breaking, and loud footsteps are added bonuses. No gunshots have sounded yet.
Although Artemis did not rule directly, she had numerous informants even in the lower class areas of the polis.
Of course, those informants can’t even imagine that Artemis is at the top they serve.
It was not difficult to obtain information that the people in cahoots with the slave trader who kidnapped me were the Rio Circuit, a new criminal organization made up of South Americans.
-Fuck, the strike force is here!
As the man caught on screen shouted something, real-time subtitles were displayed.
[Stop!]
The man who ignored the instructions of the strike team and ran away with his back turned was immediately punished.
Phew! There was a sound and I fell to the floor in the same position I was running and convulsed.
There was an arrow stuck in the man’s back that looked like a flechette for a shotgun.
“Would you say it’s a fusion of a crossbow and a Taser? It has a long range, can fire continuously, and can be defeated in one hit. “I developed it myself, but it is truly a masterpiece.”
Half of the thumb-sized arrows got stuck. It wasn’t deep enough to damage any organs, and the place where it was hit was the back.
However, it is unusual to see blue flashes crackling and flashing from the flowing blood.
“… Is that for suppression? Aren’t you going to die like that?”
“I won’t die. “I won’t die.”
Artemis said, massaging my shoulder.
“I have to get it in order, so I can take it down in one hit. What if I wake up because of my clumsy power? After two or three hits, it becomes more dangerous.”
“It seems logically correct.”
Even as we were chatting leisurely, the strike force was hitting the Rio tour group at random.
-You bastards!
A man with his cheeks covered in tattoos was caught in the back by a stalker while running away while swearing.
Bang!
After flying almost 10 meters and hitting a wall, he opened his eyes and fainted.
-Don’t shoot! I surrender!
Everyone was busy running away, but few dared fight.
Is it because they know from experience that the swords, axes, and pistols they have can only make a dent in this machine army?
Of course, like those who live in a vicious manner, there were some who attacked without any such thing.
-Santiago!
The man took out a pistol after seeing his colleague fall to the ground after being hit by an arrow. The stocky face is a typical Mexican.
-You devils!
He took cover on a table that had been knocked down and aimed his gun.
“Does the expression ‘evil’ refer to the act of ruthlessly destroying an organization? Or is it referring to the existence of terrifying robots themselves?”
“According to voice pattern analysis, it seems to be the latter.”
A single word shouted with desperate determination to an enemy that cannot be defeated is nothing more than a criticism to someone… It is a cruel reality.
Bang! Bang!
On the screen, gunshots rang out one after another and shell casings fell to the ground. Of course, pistols do little damage to stalkers.
Crash.
The sound of Kong hitting an empty gun rang out.
[This is the final warning. Surrender.]
The stalker said in an emotionless voice.
“Normally, when the gun is drawn, it is a kill without question or answer, but now I need information.”
Artemis said.
-Fuck it!
[Got it.]
Ta-ta-tang!
The bottom of the table shattered and a scream of pain rang out.
“It is basically a suppression gun that shoots arrows, but it can also fire live bullets with the secondary bullet.”
“I guess that guy didn’t know.”
As the stalker on screen approached and kicked the table, the image of a fallen Mexican appeared.
-Ugh.
He is bleeding and crying after being shot in the buttocks and legs.
“Tokarev?”
The pistol that fell next to him is a symbol of the Yakuza. Since neither the Korean military nor shelters use it regularly, it is probably a weapon brought in from outside.
-Hurry and run away!
-Damn it!
Meanwhile, on the screen of Foxtrot 5, a man and a woman were captured running away to the end of the hallway.
Foxtrot 5 calculated the optimal tracking path according to the tactical algorithm.
Clink!
After breaking a nearby window and getting out of the building, he threw himself and climbed onto the roof.
In an instant, a parkour game unfolded on the screen.
He chased down the fugitives by jumping from rooftop to rooftop in one month. I captured one of them among the citizens of Polis looking up at the sky with surprised expressions.
She was a well-disciplined woman.
[They seem to be splitting up and running away.]
With each jump, the distance to the woman rapidly became shorter.
-Sssss!!!
Did he have an intuition that running away was not a good idea?
While running, the woman let out a swear word into the air, then stopped and raised both hands.
Boom!
The stalker robot suddenly jumped from the rooftop and pointed a gun.
-Don’t shoot! Because I will surrender! Damn it…
[Confirm facial recognition. Former shelter resident, Monica.]
On the right side of the screen, a mug shot taken at a past shelter and brief personal information popped up.
At the same time, the robot takes out a cable tie for binding and ties her hands behind her.
“Residents of the former shelter?”
“There was a reorganization of the resident structure while you were away. “It’s in the manager’s absence report.”
Artemis answered the puzzled me.
“That 5,700-page report?”
“That’s right.”
“I read them all in a certain period of time.”
After reading the first few pages, I put it away and decided to ask Artemis at the time.
“Is that also compressed and compressed?”
Artemis chuckled.
Meanwhile, the strike force had reached the final stage of the operation. The man who ran away calmly surrendered in front of the three drones that surrounded him.
* * *
It was early in the morning when the strike force operation took place.
As it approached 10 a.M., AI advisors gathered for a regular morning meeting.
For me, it’s just one week, but for Artemis and the women entering now, it’s been three years since the event.
“Administrator!”
As soon as the door to the central control room opened, Chrollo came rushing in.
The resident-made linen dress she loved to wear fluttered, and her large breasts bounced violently.
Come on!
Chrollo jumped up and jumped into my arms.
Her arms hang around my neck and her porcelain-white legs wrap around Ron’s waist.
Absolutely snappy! A hug that is worthy of this expression. Depending on how you look at it, it looks like a frog.
She cried.
“Do you know how much I missed you? “I believed that you would definitely come back and that you would never leave us behind!”
Chrollo continued to place woodpecker kisses on my cheek, lips, and her neck.
That intense expression of affection is beyond joy, but there is one problem.
In the past, I could have supported her with just one hand, but now, it’s difficult for me to bear it.
It may be possible to apply a lot of strength momentarily, like when breaking a slaver’s arm, but it is difficult to maintain continuous strength.
She had no choice but to hold her buttocks with both hands to support her flowing chloro.
She’s not in the right position for a touching reunion, but it’s better than missing out.
“Chrollo, I understand how happy she is, but the manager needs to calm down.”
Unlike Chrollo, Rose approached calmly.
“Please come down.”
She speaks firmly and is dressed in a stylish suit as always.
“Uuuh.”
Chrollo was so sad that she got out of my arms.
“Was I that heavy?”
“No, it was light.”
“Is that so? Hehe.”
How can it be said that it is heavy here?
[It seemed like you were feeling heavy.]
Kids suddenly appeared and floated a small hologram in front of us.
At first she ran up to Chrollo and hugged him by the waist, but then he couldn’t bear her weight and held her up by the hips.
Even the angle of her trembling arm was played back in real time.
“…”
Hehe.”
Chrollo looks sullen and Rose smiles slightly.
“Just 10 meals.”
The two ladies looked at me.
“Chloro.”
“Yes, manager.”
“Starting today, eat just 10 more meals and then hug me again.”
“Kyaaa!”
She gave me a cheer as she declared, pounding her chest with her branch-like arms.
I approached Rose, who was standing quietly, and held her in my arms.
“Ah!”
She stroked her black hair and kissed her forehead.
“You are loyal as always.”
Even though he probably wanted to share his body heat as much as Chrollo, he stayed where he was, prioritizing his physical condition. It was truly like Rose.
“I really missed you.”
Rose caressed my back and shoulders with both of her hands.
“You’re too thin.”
Is it because of the feel of my bony body when touched? Rose’s face is full of sadness as she raises her head.
As I stroked her head, she buried her face in my arms.
“If you eat home-cooked meals, you gain weight quickly. It’s really over now. “Because we’re going to play and eat like a pillar in the shelter.”
“That’s perfect news.”
For the first time since her reunion, Rose showed her smile.
Rose, the epitome of a model student, seems to want me to live like Hanryang, just like Artemis.
From then on, I spent happy times with Rose and Chrollo, who held my arms like treasures.
The two young ladies listened attentively as they described their exciting journey in Tanis. Occasionally, they would chime in and ask appropriate questions to liven up the mood.
Artemis, who had been waiting quite a distance away with her arms crossed, did not move until 10 a.M.
“Shall we go back to our seats soon?”
Chrollo and Rose smiled brightly and let go of my arms.
This is the first regular meeting since I returned, and the first properly held in three years.
[The presence of the manager is our highest wish. I sincerely appreciate your return here.]
Kiz bowed her head with an uncharacteristically serious expression.
A complete situation reporting routine has become possible for AI, whose purpose is also its reason for existence.
It will be something that makes their hearts beat faster, next to reuniting with me.
A kind of thirst that humans cannot understand and that only machines can feel.
The refreshing feeling of quenching that thirst was appearing on their faces.
