Rust - Chapter 229



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RUST -229

Hood didn’t answer. His distorted lips were tightly clenched.

The expressions directed at Ms. Kim were anger at the half-exposed burnt face, hatred at the inexplicable violence, and a question of why they were doing this.

Really? If you don’t know, you should tell me.

The kind Miss Kim gave an explanation.

“If the operator leaves his post during an operation, what happens to the woman working outside?”

The person who went on an operation is a bum? Even though Ms. Kim was talking like that, there was no sign of understanding what she was talking about. Was the concept of an operation not installed in her brain in the first place? Ms. Kim was puzzled.

That’s how it was when I worked in Korea. Most of the company employees were quick-witted and figured out the concepts on their own. Those who didn’t were filtered out while working.

‘Isn’t that obvious? That the operator should take care of the child who has gone out to work?’

If the communication is unstable, shouldn’t it be resolved, and if that’s not resolved, shouldn’t it be checked to see what happened?

‘That crazy bitch is catching people. Why are you doing this? Why are you hitting me?’ Looking at the hood that gave off a sense of wrongdoing, Ms. Kim tilted her head again, wondering if she had done something wrong.

No matter how much I thought about it, it wasn’t true.

If you have even a little bit of concept, shouldn’t you first explain why the communication was cut off?

If there was an accident, what happened? Are you okay? Shouldn’t we be talking about these things?

Even if you can’t come and do it separately, it’s something you should naturally talk about if you meet face to face. Don’t you know that even after getting hit?

‘So this. Something like that?’

People who don’t think about what they’ve done from other people’s perspectives. People who don’t think they can’t do something, but just don’t do it. There were quite a few people like that. People who think they have to be the center of the world.

Yeah, I guess so.

Kim Yang’s eyes narrowed.

I was going to finish the training by just drilling a hole in the bridge, but that didn’t work. These kids always do things that are out of their element.

The gun that had been aimed at Hood’s leg instantly moved to his head.

In that brief moment, Hood’s eyes widened as she didn’t realize the gun was pointed at her head. ‘You’re really going to shoot me?’ The fear of death that went beyond hatred and anger filled her pupils.

They say that when it’s time to die, they do that.

Ms. Kim said calmly.

“Good luck with your vegetarian diet. Take care of your eyes.”

Bam! Bang! Kkuuk!

Three sounds erupted simultaneously.

The sound of a cherry tomato flying in from somewhere hitting the barrel of Kim Yang’s Glock-17 and exploding, the sound of a stray bullet penetrating Hood’s shoulder and bouncing off the ground, and Hood screaming as he was shot and falling. It all happened in an instant.

As Hood is shot and falls, the blue light is about to explode.

Added value added—–

A blade that slices through the ceiling, glowing blue with an eerie sound.

“······.”

A deep-rooted murderous intent began to weave itself around like a spider’s web.

Ugh- Ugh···

Even the hood that had been groaning after being shot became quiet.

In an instant, silence fell over the space. Maru’s voice broke through the silence.

“What are you doing now?”

It’s good to beat him, but it’s also good to shoot him. Are you trying to kill me without asking me? Is that so? Kim Yang rolled her eyes at Maru’s gaze.

Uh- That-

that?

therefore.

“My finger slipped.”

huh.

I did that because my fingers were so weak from being a vegetarian. It’s true.

Maru looked at Kim Yang quietly as he made the excuse that it was not because his fingers had lost strength, but because he was exhausted.

Sweat beads began to form on Kim Yang’s forehead as she avoided Maru’s gaze that was staring at her intently.

“······.”

“······.”

Ms. Kim quietly went to the corner, knelt down, and raised both hands.

Maru’s cold gaze turned to Hood. The eyes visible through the broken goggles were eyes that still hadn’t recovered from the shock of having just nearly died.

Since the faithful PD Michael was solemnly interviewing and selecting applicants for the new residence, there was no problem in filling the quota as long as it was at a reasonable level.

‘It does need to be sorted out, though.’

Considering what he’s done so far, he’s been a hood who hasn’t had any security issues. If it weren’t for that weird mentality of creating a new world, then there’s nothing much to it…

Listening to her story, she was known as a genius since she was young, and she was even an expert who created a growth-type artificial intelligence called Samantha. It was a shame to just throw her away.

Even if you close your eyes and try to sort it out, it’s a problem. It was obvious that Samantha, the artificial intelligence that took over one of the three units that make up the supercomputer, would have a seizure.

‘Just a little while ago. It was a seizure.’

It’s good to keep the hood, but it’s difficult when there’s a seizure. In many ways, the Super Trio is useful, and it’s more certain to handle things than leaving it to people, but it’s also like that when you take one out.

What should I do with this?

Maru looked down at the hood quietly. Since he had already touched it, it would be better to pull out the roots now. How should he pull out the roots? He had seen Kim Yang do it, but it seemed like it would take a long time to fix it with a stick.

If you keep getting beaten and beaten, you’ll change, but if your head gets ‘blind’, that’s a problem too. As Maru just watched quietly, the AI ​​Samantha started to make a fuss.

[A gunshot wound patient occurred. A gunshot wound patient occurred in the A1 restaurant area.]

[Paramedics, please move to the scene quickly.]

Blood flows between the fingers pressing on the wound. The hood falls down in a dark manner.

[A gunshot wound patient occurred. A gunshot wound patient occurred in the A1 restaurant area.]

[Paramedics, please move to the scene quickly.]

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Maru unconsciously looked at the bounce of the nurse running towards him and coughed in vain.

“A gunshot wound? Where? Who?”

The nurse’s gaze met Ms. Kim’s, who was standing in the corner, holding up her hands. Ms. Kim turned her head quickly. The nurse hid her expression as if she knew what had happened.

A bullet wound between Hood’s right collarbone and shoulder was bleeding profusely. The nurses and paramedics quickly placed Hood on a hospital bed and took him to the treatment room in the building.

The nurse, who had been struggling with the bullet hole for a while, took a deep breath as if her worries had been relieved.

“The bleeding has stopped, but the location of the gunshot wound is not good. I think I will need surgery at a large hospital.”

The hospital was right next door, and the bleeding had stopped, so they said they could just schedule the surgery.

“Is it hard here?”

“Here? To operate, you need a surgeon. And a doctor who has experience with gunshot wounds, but we don’t have one. Detroit has a lot of gunshot wound patients, so if you just go to the hospital I’m at, you should be able to operate without any problems. Why do you want to do it here?”

The nurse hit the nail on the head.

“If I have surgery at an outside hospital, won’t there be an investigation into the gunshot wound?”

“Yeah. I guess so?”

The security was still maintained. If they had killed him and buried him, what would happen if he reported the gunshot wound at the hospital? What would happen if the police came in saying they would investigate?

Will the police come in? The FBI is already lurking around, so they’ll probably come up with some kind of excuse to get in.

“I don’t want to let the police or anything in.”

“Didn’t the people in the restaurant report it?”

The people who were having the beef dinner? Most of them were Homeland Security agents and supporters of Kim Yang, so there was no problem.

Even if someone had reported it, the Super Trio would have cut it off midway. The person who reported it would have been immediately put on the list of targets for release.

“Still, the area where I was shot isn’t in a good condition.”

The bullet went through a bad spot, so it was possible that it had damaged a nerve.

“I’m worried because there’s a nerve bundle running nearby. If the nerves leading to the arm are injured, there’s a risk of disability.”

When told that surgery was necessary, Maru took out some medicine. One was an ointment in a tube, and the other was a light pink injection. The nurse’s eyes widened when she saw the pink injection.

“That. Was it still there?”

Maru nodded slightly. There were about a dozen more that he had brought from the Japanese laboratory, but he didn’t show it. The nurse’s gaze turned to the ointment.

“Is this that kind of medicine?”

“This is a new hemostatic and surgical aid developed by the US military.”

Maru handed the tube to the nurse. The nurse carefully read the tiny letters written on the tube and shook her head.

“This is a great medicine, but I don’t think it’s better than that.”

A nurse speaking while looking at a medicine that glows faintly in pink.

“I guess so.”

I had to assume that there would be no problem using this. It would be a shame to just use it. Maru raised his head and looked at the ceiling. As expected, one of the CCTVs was facing this way. The CCTV with blue light coming in.

“Samantha, did you hear? If you use this, you won’t have to worry about disability.”

Maru lifted up the pink syringe.

[···Xenia Rodin is an excellent computer and programming expert with extensive experience in AI and hacking. If her arm were to become impaired, it would be a significant deterioration in her ability to perform her duties···]

The voice on the floor that interrupted the conversation was firm.

“That’s okay. To be honest, you and this guy are a mess. I thought you had some ability, but then you put me in a supercomputer. Without telling me.”

[······.]

“What’s worse, the operator didn’t know what he did wrong by abandoning his comrades while they were on duty.”

[This is a misunderstanding. I think it is unreasonable to expect civilians to understand the operation. Please remember that at that time, I moved to the computer room with Dr. Jack Nees and the CEO.]

“That’s the problem. Can’t you just say that you’re on an operation? If that’s too hard, you can at least say, ‘I’m moving.’ and leave.”

[······.]

Maru explained it step by step. Even the AI ​​was quiet, as if it couldn’t raise any objections to it.

“You’re the same way, and you’re the only one who cares about the things I do while sitting on my supercomputer. And then all of a sudden, you and the kid turn around and say, ‘Creating a new world.’ What would happen to me?”

[···That is not the case.]

“Really? Then let me ask you. Do you admit that Hood abandoned his comrades during an operation, regardless of the reason?”

It was a request to acknowledge that Mr. Kim’s education was justified.

[···I agree.]

“Do you agree that if it was an exhibition, it was a serious mistake that would have resulted in a heavy penalty?”

It also meant that he had to accept that I was going to shoot him to kill him.

[···I agree.]

“Okay, you two. I’ll give you a chance. This is your last chance.”

Maru checked Hood’s right shoulder and arm. There were severe burn marks on about 30% of his arm. Some of his fingers were even worse.

Maru, who had examined the wound, began to cut out the severely burned area. The scalpel slid without hesitation. The tangled tissue began to break apart in an instant.

At a truly astonishing speed, the nurse made sounds like ‘Eh?’, ‘Eh-eh-‘, and ‘Uh-uh-so.’

As the pink medicine was sprayed on the red, peeling right arm, white bubbles began to form and the skin began to regenerate in real time. The fingernails that had been crushed by the burns turned into white, clean nails, and the skinned area was covered with milky skin.

It was like a miracle. Maru filled a syringe with some pink medicine and handed it to the nurse.

“Put it inside the gunshot wound.”

“Yes? Yes.”

When I injected medicine into the gunshot wound with a syringe, the flesh started to swell up in an instant. The white, round skin over the burn scar looked strange.

“From now on, when people go out on missions, pay close attention. If something goes wrong, you and this guy will be the first to be sorted out.”

[······.]

Although lumped together as a group, it is a warning to Ms. Kim not to do anything stupid.

“If you look at my record, I don’t really care about anything else. As long as there’s no betrayal and the give and take is clear.”

[···All right.]

“Okay. Then I’ll give you a job. My friend in Korea. His American name is Bernard Green, his Japanese name is Suzuki Subaru, and his Korean name is Kim Ki-soon. Find him and figure out a way to bring him here.”

Ki-soon came to see me.

The blue light settled heavily.