"Suzi Boss, there are indeed some people with special identities who have died of electronic encephalosclerosis on the Internet, but there is no connection between them, and there is no evidence that they did not have this kind of disease beforehand, after all, people are secretive about this disease."

At the headquarters of the Ninth Division, intelligence officer Ishikawa gave a conclusion after a long period of investigation.

"Then this matter will be put aside for a while, but it will be supervised in detail, and once a new such incident is discovered, it will be immediately combined for investigation."

"Yes."

"Section Chief!"

Suddenly, the door to the intelligence room opened, and Daisuke Aramaki walked in.

"Urgent mission, combined."

"Yes!"

...

An izakaya somewhere in Kyoto, surrounded by police and the military.

"The thing is probably that our foreign minister and the members of the North American Industrial Promotion Association are trapped inside, and the person who trapped them is the artificial human geisha in the izakaya, and it is initially suspected that someone has manipulated these artificial human geisha."

"Why is there an army?"

Suzi asked while surveying the situation inside through the computer.

"Secret, I don't have the right to know, but if things get worse, the army will strike indiscriminately at the opposite."

"Wow, it looks like there's a secret in there."

"We don't need to worry about this kind of thing, what you have to do is to safely rescue the Minister of Foreign Affairs and the North American Industrial Promotion Association, and there are already people injured or killed inside, so be careful."

"Yes."

Motoko Kusanagi is not talking nonsense, and directly opens the internal call of the ninth lesson.

"Ishikawa, you're in charge of hacking into the izakaya surveillance system."

"Yes!"

"Sartre, you're in charge of sniper support."

"Yes!"

"Bart, Paz, Boma, you're in charge of tracking down the manipulators."

"Yes!"

"Togusa, you're in charge of advancing with me."

"Yes!"

After a set of orders came down, the nine lessons immediately went into full operation, and soon the image of the interior of the izakaya was transmitted to everyone's electronic brains and appeared on the side of the line of sight.

Inside, whether it is the Minister of Foreign Affairs or anyone else, they are all entangled in the body of the android geisha, unable to move, but there is no danger to their lives for the time being, but they cannot be taken lightly, once their actions are discovered, the person who controls these android geisha behind the scenes may not give the order to kill.

"Hum~~"

With the thermo-optical camouflage turned on, Motoko Kusanagi and Tokosa infiltrated the izakaya and traveled all the way to find the Minister of Foreign Affairs and the members of the North American Industrial Promotion Association, who were the most important and the others secondary.

"Ishikawa, turn on the signal jamming for three seconds."

"Yes!"

"Squeak squeak~"

Suddenly, the electronic brain connection between the nine lessons was directly broken, and the picture disappeared, but in the same way, external commands could not penetrate into the izakaya for the time being.

"Bang bang bang!!"

Seizing the opportunity, the two shot one after another, with the assistance of electronic eyes and prosthetics, there was no mistake, and the head of the artificial geisha in the izakaya was smashed one after another, and the mechanical parts were mixed with some liquid and splashed in all directions, but the person who was controlled also immediately broke free, and the time was exactly three seconds.

"Brush!"

With a sliding step, Motoko Kusanagi slid to the android geisha, pulled out a data connector directly from the electronic brain signal adapter at the neck, and attached it to the neck of the android geisha, and the super electronic brain immediately tracked it backwards and directly located the position of the controller behind the scenes.

"Location received!"

Receiving the satellite positioning, Bart, Paz, and Boma immediately drove to track, and saw through satellite images that the other party had known that he had been found and was running quickly, and the jump on the roof proved that this was also a name transformer, but in the face of satellite surveillance, he was destined to not be able to run away.

..

"Section Chief, the rescue mission is complete, the minister's secretary is dead, and the rest are slightly injured..."

"Hmm."

"Section leader, the controller has been caught, but the other party directly burned his electronic brain, and now... became an idiot..."

"I see."

Daisuke Aramaki narrowed his eyes slightly, muttered for a moment, and then nodded.

"The controller will take it away, and the rest will be handed over to the military department."

"Yes!"

...

"Kubota, now you can say it."

At the headquarters of the Ninth Division, Chief of Staff Kubota, the head of the military's incident in this matter, was a guest here.

"This is obviously a well-organized event, and the executor even burned his electronic brain on the spot, which is not something that ordinary organizations can do."

"That's right."

Kubota said with his hands crossed on his chin and after a moment of silence.

"The Foreign Minister has a confidential document in his hand, which records some confidential information, you don't need to know what it is, but this report is specially encrypted, and only the military and the minister can open it, and the military has received feedback before, and someone tried to crack this document, but it was unsuccessful, so we sent someone to investigate the people around the foreign minister, and the secretary who died was our military."

"Where's the file now?"

"It's been recycled."

"Does the Minister know the contents of this document?"

"Of course you know."

"So, the minister isn't suspicious, right?"

"That's right."

"Suzi, have you gained anything from the on-site investigation?"

"According to the video footage of the izakaya, what happened was that the minister went to the toilet with the geisha and the members of the North American Industrial Promotion Association, and then the female secretary followed to the toilet, as if to find the minister, and then the geisha attacked the people in the toilet, but there was no surveillance footage inside, so we have no way of knowing what happened inside, and the memory of the artificial geisha has been erased."

"Why go to the toilet?"

"Hmm... We asked the people around the minister, and the minister has some... Forehead.. Mannerism. ”

"..., what about the others?"

"No, there's only so much information now."

"Why did they go to izakaya?"

"Yes, the people of the North American Industrial Promotion Association will leave Kyoto tomorrow and return to North America, so tonight, the minister brought them here for a drink."

"Where are the ministers and the North American Industry Association now?"

"They are all in the hospital, and the minister has some injuries, not serious, but not light, so he needs to be hospitalized, but the people from the industrial association have not suffered too many injuries and are still leaving Kyoto tomorrow according to the plan."

"Shhhhh

Daisuke Aramaki leaned back against his seat, his fingers tapping lightly on the table.

"It was a well-planned attack, but the other side didn't want to kill... Kubota. ”

"Huh?"

"Is it possible that the minister's electronic brain can be cracked? For example, the other party controlled the minister in the toilet and cracked his electronic brain? ”

"It's impossible, you know, the electronic brains of the military and political dignitaries are all specially made, with a physical firewall, even if a supercomputer is used, it is impossible to crack it in such a short time, and once it is breached, the firewall will automatically send out an alarm, during which the communication of the izakaya has not been interrupted, after all, the executor also has to control the artificial man geisha, but the protective wall has not sounded an alarm from beginning to end."

"Knock knock."

"Enter."

"Chief, I've noticed something."

Outside the door, Togusa walked in.

"Here's a video from the scene."

Soon, the video was displayed on the virtual screen on the table.

"Here, this metal box, was entered in advance by the people of the North American Industry Promotion Association, which is no problem in itself, even if it is to play some games, it should be closely protected for important information, but, here..."

Togusa paused for a moment.

"The people from the industrial association walked into the toilet with the box in their left hand, and at this time, this side of the box was facing outward, but when I rescued them, I found that the box placed in the corner of the wall was inside and outward, in other words, this person deliberately turned the box upside down when he put the box, which is not logical, and the only explanation is that he needs to open the box."

"However, this is even more unreasonable, they go in to play games, not to talk about things, so this box should theoretically be placed there casually, where he can see it, unless he has some quirks and has to turn the box around and put it down."

"Chest..."

Suddenly, Daisuke Aramaki sat up straight.

"Damn, the people of the North American Industry Association should have changed the minister's electronic brain, and deliberately let the minister suffer no minor or serious injuries, and there will be no government decree in the hospital for the time being, so it will not be exposed, and tomorrow, they will leave with the real electronic brain, and they can go back and slowly crack it!"

"It's very likely."

Kubota's eyes narrowed slightly.

"It's just that, without evidence, we can't inspect the North American side, which would violate international treaties, and the authorities won't allow us to do that."

"So, what about exposing the Minister as a fake?"

Motoko Kusanagi said along the train of thought.

"This shouldn't be difficult, he can only disguise his appearance, each minister's electronic brain has a special number, once we send a communication invitation to him, the other party should be exposed."

"Then the real minister is in danger..."

Daisuke Aramaki shook his head.

"The dog jumped over the wall in a hurry, and there is a good chance that they will destroy the real electronic brain to destroy the evidence."

"So I'm going to steal the electronic brain back?"

"It's still that problem, there will be international political disputes, and in the final analysis, it's the hard power gap in the country that makes it impossible for us to do certain things at will."

"Then find someone else."

"You mean..."

Soon, a person's name came to Daisuke Aramaki's mind, dancing lightly.

"Their plane is tomorrow morning, it's ten o'clock in the evening, and we still have eight hours, enough for him to get over."

"Who?"

Kubota's face was confused.

"Heh, a professional person who carries a black pot."

Kubota also reacted immediately, Jiu Lesson can't casually cause international disputes, but mercenaries are no problem, anyway, when the time comes, push two, six, five, what evidence do you have to prove that we hired it, if you want to check, go check the mercenaries yourself.

"Just, is he reliable?"

"Don't worry, he's a psyker."

Kubota nodded slightly, for psionics, the army and the like don't care too much, because this thing can't be copied, it's chicken ribs for the army, they prefer to use modified prosthetic people, the strength is not much worse, and it can be mass-produced, and therefore, most of the psykers are working as mercenaries, like he knows the most famous, is the perennial city hunter in Shinjuku Tsunaha Fang...

"And, most importantly, he has the blood of Xia Du, and something really went wrong, and it was also the other side that fought with North America..."

"That.. Is he reliable? I mean, his position..."

"What do you say?"

"Well, I asked a stupid question..."

Kubota patted his face, it was obvious that if the person they hired had something to do with Natsuto, he wouldn't be a mercenary, the probability of obtaining information was too low, on the contrary, hiding his identity was the most correct choice.

"And we'll have someone to pick him up, and won't give him a chance to study the contents of the box."

"That's good."

"Then the only problem is that his asking price is a bit expensive, and this money will be paid by your military department."

"No problem."

"Heh..."

Daisuke Aramaki picked the corners of his mouth and didn't say much, but it should be interesting to think of the way his old friend looked when he looked at the bill.

...

"I said, you are addicted to me for carrying the black pot, right?"

When he came to Kyoto, Fugui couldn't help but complain to Motoko Kusanagi.

"There's no way, time is in a hurry, we can think of it, have this strength, and at the same time are willing to take on this kind of task."

"Fifty million Kyoto silver dollars, don't blame me for being rude for a dime."

"No problem."

Motoko Kusanagi smiled and squinted her eyes, anyway, it wasn't them who paid for it..

"When the time comes, we will pick you up here, you just give us the box, and you don't need to take care of the rest, but you should pay attention to one thing, that is, you must not hurt the other party's life."

"Poof.."

Fugui couldn't help but laugh.

"Before the Third World War, it was normal for you to grovel, the defeated country, and did so many angry things, and did not purge yourself, but after the Third World War, the original government has been basically wiped out by the Xia Capital, what else do you have to fear them?"

"The power of the country.."

Motoko Kusanagi shrugged.

"Our geographical location dictates that it has little strategic depth, and if we annoy them, we will have to pay a price."

"Hee-hee, this one they use is very expressive, divided into two..."

"Okay, no nonsense, you have less than three hours left."

"Peace of mind, half an hour at most."

Fugui waved his hand, and the figure flashed, and then disappeared into the night, to the surprise of Kusanagi Motoko, her thermal infrared vision electronic eye could not capture the image of this man...

...

"What are you going to do?"

In the hospital, Fugui pushed a trolley and stopped in front of the ward where the members of the North American Industry Promotion Association were located, and the bodyguard outside the door stopped Fugui.

"Change the dressing."

"But now Mr. Smith is asleep."

"Your plane at six o'clock in the morning, if you don't have time to change the dressing in time, we will not be responsible for what goes wrong with the plane."

"That's... Wait a minute, I'll ask. ”

The two bodyguards glanced at each other, and one of them was about to push the door in, but the moment the two of them lost their attention, two silver needles popped out at an incredible angle and stabbed directly into the necks of the two, and immediately, the two bodyguards stood there, like sculptures...

Then, Fugui turned the doorknob, pushed the door and walked in, and there were three people in the room, two other bodyguards, and the man named Smith.

However, the strange thing is that in the face of Fugui coming in, these three people did not react at all, the reason is very simple, they are all asleep, and Fugui did not make any sounds, including but not limited to, the sound of opening the door, footsteps, and breathing...

"Whoosh~"

Several silver needles were thrown out, and one of the bodyguards who seemed to feel the change in light and darkness instinctively wanted to pull out the gun, but it was just a little bit short, and he was stabbed by the silver needle and lay on the ground, and then, Fugui picked up the metal box not far away, and recovered all the silver needles, and left here leisurely...

.. 23xstxt.

Lewen