I Never Accept Confessions

Elsewhere.

Grace simultaneously launched an assassination against another Trauma Team sentry.

He did not possess Su Wen's armor-piercing ability, capable of delivering an instant kill.

But this burly Black man used his Extraordinary Characteristic, Speed Control, in combination with Brazilian jiu-jitsu strangulation.

Though it took longer, he could still eliminate the enemy without making a sound.

The two men exchanged a glance in the darkness and made a gesture indicating the job was done.

In the pitch-black night.

Hacker Miss said over the communications line,

"The enemy will not discover this quickly that their response unit has suffered casualties.

"But the window of time available to you will not last long.

"After all, Leis Angton's cybernetic modification technology can monitor vital signs in real time."

"Take this opportunity to eliminate the enemies in Room Two, thirty-five meters ahead to your right, as well as the five enemies stationed on Level Six of Zone B and in the glass-mirrored corridor of Zone A in the core building."

Hearing Miss Caroline Dilia say this,

Su Wen, ever the meticulous scientific scholar, raised a question:

"Caroline.

"Since you have already connected to Leis Angton's internal system, can you try imitating the signals of Trauma Team cyborgs?"

Hacker Miss pondered for a moment before giving an uncertain answer.

"Give me some time. I have never deciphered Leis Angton's life-form signals.

"The most critical issue is that I do not have their internal data conversion logic."

Su Wen smiled.

"Suppose I happen to have a cutting-edge life-detection instrument belonging to Leis Angton, and it has already been installed in Race Car No. 25?"

"Grant me access immediately. I need to synchronize with your race car's primary control logic board."

Only now did Caroline Dilia realize that she could not possibly understand every facet of the handsome Night Watch - Rhine after just one race.

This man was truly too mysterious!

"With an existing conversion logic, even if I cannot fully decipher it.

"I can still help you simulate the identities of employees of Trauma Team BTU_7 on the data network."

Leis Angton likely could never have imagined it.

The advanced detection equipment lost to the Electromagnetic Storm in the Deep Sea Ruins of BHX District.

Would now become the key to bringing down the core building of its Detroit branch without a fight.

"I will buy you time."

Su Wen's way of doing things was utterly free of hesitation.

He signaled Grace beside him: infiltrate, assassinate. Then, in the darkness.

One.

Two.

Three.

Bang!

Accompanied by the heavy, muffled thud of Trauma Team sentries collapsing to the ground.

The internal communications network of Leis Angton also seemed to gradually sink into silence with the approaching night.

Ten minutes later.

Looking at the cybernetically modified men lying on the ground around the corner.

The lighting system throughout the building was gradually coming back online.

Their positions were about to be exposed.

At that critical moment.

Caroline's message sounded through the communications line in time:

"Data masking complete."

Current location: Leis Angton Detroit Branch Building—Zone A, Level 7

Current Two Stars mission progress: 13%

Note: As a legend of the City of Chaos, your intelligence has indeed brought you rather good luck.

In an instant.

Countless red dots densely filled the three-dimensional map.

Every one of them was a Trauma Team member.

If they truly fought head-on.

Even Su Wen, a Tier 3 Transcendent, would probably be finished.

He understood now.

The Trauma Team hunting White Hound Vern was only a small portion of their forces. The cybernetically modified personnel prepared for ruin exploration and the Lost Sea Route expedition were the majority.

"Looks like my luck really is quite good."

"I have also falsified your identity data.

"But remember, this is only concealment on the data side.

"If the enemy actually sees you, there will be no room to maneuver."

Su Wen calmly smiled as he wiped down the icy blade.

"It's fine. I only wanted to leave a little suspense for the chaos that is about to arrive."

He stood before the building's glass curtain wall and heard the roar of motorcycles gathering below.

They were members of the Carnival Convoy.

Those racing maniacs were the first group to arrive.

And following behind them.

Were the Black Gang Scavenger Organization, driving a convoy of heavily armored vehicles.

They had even brought anti-tank rocket launchers.

"Motherfucker, move aside!"

"Green Ruite, are you fucking insane?!"

"Don't blow me up!"

A brief gap appeared in the crowd.

As the armor-piercing rocket, trailing flames, burst forth in a blaze of scorching light.

The entire building trembled.

Leis Angton's alloy gates were breached in less than a second.

Madmen from the City of Chaos, Cyber Psychos, and Resistors from the lower classes charged into the building with all manner of heavily modified weapons.

At Su Wen's call.

Origin Era, Year Five—Autumn.

An unprecedented large-scale anti-Cyber Oligarch riot erupted across Detroit.

Compared with the French Revolution of 1789.

Or the Berlin Revolution of 1843.

Whenever civilization stood at a point of transformation.

There would always be people who rose up, raised their banners high, and forged signposts from steel and fire.

At this moment.

The resistance consciousness of humanity's collective.

Finally awakened once more in Detroit.

Civilization Historical Perspective—Monument Event Completed—"Detroit, Awake Tonight"

World Influence +5000

Future timeline: A divergence point has appeared in the "Firewood Gatherer of the Slums" ruins incident; a branch character survived the "Winter Night Without Warmth" Doomsday Great Wall incident.

The great legend of the City of Chaos: S-rank hidden mission progress has reached 80%.

"Next, let us fulfill the promise I made to you and to Vern amid this chaos."

Su Wen shook the dust from his black trench coat.

Then, following Caroline's communications guidance, he headed toward the experimental zone where those innocent people were being held.

"The experimental zone is one level above your current position.

"I suggest you take the fire escape. There are currently two Tier 1 Transcendents with cybernetic modifications guarding it. Will that be a problem?"

"No problem."

Su Wen knew his current combat capabilities very well.

And Grace's combat power was not weak either under the Night Watch buff and his speed ability.

The two disguised themselves as Trauma Team patrolmen and emerged from the shadows around the corner.

They instantly pinned down and killed those cybernetically modified Transcendents.

Then, Su Wen kicked open the door.

But what he saw.

Had truly crossed the limits of humanity:

A tiny, pale figure in a lab coat curled up inside an experimental cabinet.

Countless slender transparent tubes pierced her body, while numerous disgusting abyssal plankton drifted around her.

Abyssal Mental Pollution detected

Night Watch enhancement activated

Abyssal will contamination assessment in progress. Mental threshold not exceeded. Contamination removed.

At the same time, the tiny figure saw the burly Black man.

She reached out to Grace and struggled through the pain to reveal a clear smile.

"Uncle Grace, Xiao Miranda never cried out in pain. Not even once."

At that moment.

Tears seeped from the corners of the tough man's eyes, though he had never so much as frowned when bullets entered his body.

He merely repeated in a trembling voice:

"I know."

"I... know."

"I'm sorry. I made you suffer."

In the distance, several researchers in white shirts were preparing to flee.

One of them said fearfully:

"Leis Angton made me do it. It had nothing to do with me, nothing to do with me."

Grace rushed before him and viciously punched him, smashing his teeth and sending them flying.

"!!! You animals!"

"If scientific research surpasses humanity, then you truly no longer deserve to be called human."

Su Wen raised his gun.

He shoved the barrel into the mouth of that piece of trash, who could only empathize with his own kind when faced with death, and said with complete calm,

"And besides, I never accept confessions."

He pulled the trigger.

In the scene.

The deafening blast of the Magnum and the blood-red spray splashing wildly across the background proved his fury.