The Daily Life Of A Cyberpunk Magician

Chapter 143 - 130 Trash Doesn’t Touch the Ground_3
Chapter 143: Chapter 130 Trash Doesn’t Touch the Ground_3Ding: Someone controlled the LAN from the inside and integrated it with the Lonely City network for easier management; now I’ve taken control.

”Hmm, does that mean someone else has invaded this place?” Jiang Shu became interested. ”Can you find him?”

Ding: There are two security guards in the surveillance room; the intruder is in the underground lab.

”Underground lab?” Jiang Shu chuckled. ”Jam the elevator so he can’t come up; we’ll deal with the security guards first.”

Ding: I’ve fixed the elevator on the first floor.

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In the dark corridor, Jiang Shu stood at the door of the surveillance room; he took a silver half-mask from his body and put it on himself.

When doing bad things, it’s best to wear a mask. Hmm, it not only conceals the identity but also enhances the aura.

The electronic door lock beeped, Jiang Shu opened the door, then quickly dodged to the side and waited.

The two security guards inside looked at the open door, puzzled, and glanced at each other.

”What’s wrong with this door? Is it broken?” As one guard muttered, he walked towards the doorway. The moment he leaned out, a figure restrained him.

”You! Who are you!” The guard was taken aback, while the other guard inside pulled out a shotgun from under the seat and aimed it at Jiang Shu at the doorway.

Judging from their conduct, they didn’t seem like Disciples.

Jiang Shu made the judgment in his mind and delivered a chop with his hand to the side of the neck of the guard in front of him; the guard immediately passed out.

Attacking the carotid sinus, triggering a lack of blood supply to the brain, causing fainting.

How much force, the exact location, Jiang Shu had learned these inside and out from a Doctor at the Special Prison; now it came naturally to him.

However, if it were a steel neck, his hand would probably hurt for a while.

He threw the guard aside, clapped his hands, and the other guard’s gun was cut in half in the dark gleam.

Jiang Shu pinched his throat, his voice instantly becoming hoarse. This was a quick voice-changing technique he learned at the Special Prison.

He said, ”Answer a few questions truthfully, and you can live.”

Facing such security guards, Jiang Shu didn’t want to waste energy on hypnotism; asking directly was more efficient.

”You... you ask.” The guard looked at the broken gun in his hand and immediately gave in, ”I’ll tell you everything.”

”What’s the current situation here?” Jiang Shu asked.

”Just... lockdown status, most researchers have already gone.” The guard organized his wording, ”Only the two of us are left here watching some research results...”

”Research results? Do you know what they are?” Jiang Shu said.

The guard shook his head. ”I don’t know about that; I only know they’re all stored in the underground lab. Someone was supposed to come and take them, but nobody has come yet; we’ve just been told to keep guarding this.”

”Hmm.” Jiang Shu paced closer to him. ”Do you know who is supporting this pharmaceutical center?”

”Not sure.” The guard still shook his head.

Jiang Shu calculated in his mind and knocked out the guard using the same technique.

”Ding, connect to the system here and search for more useful information.” Jiang Shu instructed, then connected Ding’s data cable to the control center’s holographic mainframe in the surveillance room.

Moments later, Ding provided an answer.

Ding: The mastermind behind the research center is likely the Mechanical Disciple. The research center has developed many drugs, but the most useful is the TQ Type-3, which can rapidly induce sudden cardiac death. Research shows that the death caused by this drug is difficult to detect with current medical standards.

”So this is essentially a perfect poison?” Jiang Shu laughed, ”Let’s check it out; it might come in handy.”

A poison, indeed, a good thing.