Interstellar Number One Farmer: I Only Want To Farm!-Chapter 294 - 95: Personally Tracking

Considering the possibility that the other party might wear insulated clothing, Su Xiaocai also made explosive pepper bombs and brought along the Bodyguard Cube.

Inside the Space Button are all sorts of gadgets, a heap of high-tech products; if Admiral Bai saw it, he’d silently acknowledge it.

It’s too complete, like a mini armory, only this armory is filled with functional gadgets.

Others might say she’s wasting her resources.

But Su Xiaocai doesn’t think so.

To deal with various brain-impaired humans, there’s no need to use lethal weapons.

Delivering a fatal blow without hurting them is the cleverest player.

She wants to show everyone that assassinations are for amateurs.

They lack foresight. If you must act, then openly send people to prison.

Wisdom 03: "Master, the opposing hacker hasn’t retreated but has switched back to normal surveillance images, seemingly to monitor people inside the exhibition hall."

"Can you find their location?"

"No, they’ve used many fake addresses, making it difficult to trace their real location."

Su Xiaocai looked at the ready mechanical cat, "Go play with them, compete for control of the surveillance. Just don’t expose my position, do as you please. Then send a fake transfer message to all addresses, and see who reacts."

Wisdom 03 analyzed emotionlessly, "There’s a high chance they won’t open it, and even if they do, they’ll realize it’s fake."

"It’s okay, the most important thing is to know their region. Later, you and Xiao Zhi will see if you can use public surveillance to track people."

Mercenaries doing "side quests" are the hardest to catch, hiding in the shadows to aid the enemy, "Catch if you can, if not, try next time."

Wisdom 03: "Got it."

Wisdom 03 coordinated with the Law Enforcement Department’s AI, it’s the main force, only it can give surveillance legal power.

"Okay, okay," the AI suddenly said, "03, hello, when can I become as intelligent as you? I feel like I need an upgrade."

Well, it wants an upgrade.

Wisdom 03: "You want to upgrade, does your department have a lot of money? To reach my level, it costs several billions."

The AI immediately went silent, each year the addition of servers was already a huge burden on the department.

To upgrade, it had to work harder, not missing any traffic ticket or criminal incident, to save more money for the department.

Wisdom 03 and the AI acted together, taking turns against the hackers, simulating a string of codes, pretending to search for their traces.

The two groups of hackers watching the exhibition were startled, quickly trying to recover.

After a while, realizing they were losing the game, they prepared to retreat.

Just then, the mercenaries received a retreat message, and coincidentally a transfer message came in.

They couldn’t see the transfer amount without opening the message.

The terrifying inertia of habit led them to tap open the message, the content read, "Found you."

They were duped.

They abandoned their computers and temporary communicators, swiftly discarding them, fleeing at high speed.

The police reacted too quickly, how did they manage that?

At this moment, the AI shouldn’t have had the time.

...

The police and the criminals were still in a standoff,

The mercenaries holding hostages were secretly anxious, the agreed time had passed, and they wanted to retreat.

Thinking the police hadn’t surrounded them yet, "Brother Min, let’s go, the boss might have abandoned us."

This is typical of mercenaries, especially these loosely assembled ones, where their cooperation and loyalty are paper-thin. They are all after mission completion; whether people die doesn’t matter as long as the mission is accomplished. If people die, there’s even more money to split.

The mercenary called Brother Min gritted his teeth, "Let’s go."

They casually grabbed two women, taking them as hostages to leave.

Now, their mobility increased, but the law enforcement was not so constrained.

Before they could take two steps, an anti-gravity drone silently descended from above, quickly dropping a pepper bomb.

The powder exploded.

Five mercenaries had their vision obstructed by red and white smoke, among them two without helmets sneezed, "Ah-choo, ah-choo, ah...choo."

"Who’s the jerk throwing pepper."

They disregarded everything and wanted to fire wildly, but Brother Min stopped them, "Are you crazy? We have old-style guns, firing them would blow us up first."

They switched their guns for daggers; Brother Min handed out gas masks, ignoring the hostages’ coughing. After bursting through the pepper bomb range, they aimed guns at the hostages behind them and fired grimly.

The boss of the organization abandoned them, since the law enforcement acted so hastily, they shouldn’t blame their ruthlessness.