John, as an eyewitness, knew the truth:

The second wave of "Chuan" recovered all the crucial evidence.

But that's not the issue here.

John shook his head and remarked.

"Awesome, she managed to get her hands on SAT enforcement footage?"

"Surely someone's helping her out."

Gino smiled enigmatically.

Suddenly, a peculiar moan emerged from the live broadcast screen.

The female guest named Sura clutched her short skirt, starting to tremble, eyes wide as if attacked, her artificial eye rolling back, and smoke emerging from the cooling slots on her body.

All the guests around were shocked, yet no one offered assistance.

The host banged the table and started laughing.

"F*ck, Sura, were you just getting off? Hahaha, sorry, friends of Cyber Night Language, it seems our guest encountered some 'personal' issue. Maybe she forgot she was on the show tonight and didn't turn off her timed reward mode..."

The camera started to pan out.

The host brushed off the situation with a dirty joke.

But John, from the edge of the screen, deduced that the female guest named Sura had been remotely hacked, needing urgent medical attention.

"He made his move, we need to hurry,"

"Being quick is not a problem, but where are we headed?"

"..."

Gino suddenly bent low, raised his gaze, pointing at the magnetic levitation track overhead.

An intercity train roared past.

"Holy sh*t, you're kidding, aren't you?"

Though saying so, John still turned the steering wheel sharply and sped off.

Silver Rider 577 drifted and made a U-turn on the bustling commercial street of Eden City.

"You mean the hacker we are looking for was just passing by on a public train and blew up the live guest's genitals?"

"Exactly, but compared to other stupid things he's done, this is nothing."

Gino pursed his lips, seeming reluctant to elaborate.

They drove a supercar, chasing the intercity train, slowing down at each station, and once Gino confirmed the direction of the moving signal, they acted, charging all the way from City Core Square to Sakura Cross Street.

Beep, beep beep——

The train's arrival chime had just sounded.

John and Gino had also just parked the car.

They chased the signal over the checkpoint, reaching the platform, only to see a flood of people pouring out.

Lone travelers with backpacks.

Couples with arms around each other.

Expressionless office workers.

...

"Where's the person?"

"I didn't stick a tracker up their X!"

"What do they look like?"

"...I don't know either, what!? You think hacker organizations have regular offline meetings?"

Gino retorted impatiently.

John was utterly speechless, spread his hands in exasperation, and was then suddenly dragged away by Gino towards the station's central control duty room.

She pulled out a magnetic card and swiped it to open the password door.

The employee loafing around didn't even get a word out before John knocked him down with two strides.

Gino seemed to have prepped a backup plan already.

She pulled out a data cable, hooked up to a multimedia terminal and the platform control system, uploaded some prepared files, then leaned against the glass to observe.

This duty room was on the upper floor, overlooking the station lobby, with a surveillance wall next to it showing various channel entrances.

At this moment, a burst of dynamic music started playing.

Every billboard and public screen on all the pillars in the station were switched to a video of a cartoon Cat Girl dancing.

Most of the crowd didn't change direction, just giving a glance before moving on.

This kind of content was common on Sakura Cross Street.

Everyone assumed it was some company's new product launch, either a virtual band's new song or a teaser for a Super Sensing Chip.

Gino focused on those who stopped to watch.

On the steps, there was a young East Asian man.

He wore ski headphones, a brimless wool hat, had long hair and a lip ring, and almost immediately halted his steps as the screen switched, quickly turned his head a few seconds later, searching for the central control duty room.

This guy realized it was a hacker intrusion!

"It's him!"

Gino identified the target.

The hacker nicknamed Sisal Rope mouthed something.

He seemed to curse, then took off running, slinging his satchel over his shoulder, falling on the stairs.

Bang!

John chambered a round and shattered the glass of the workroom.

"WTF!?"

Gino didn't expect John to act so decisively.

As she instinctively ducked, John had already leaped down from above, using a pillar to cushion, and activated Sianweistan, crossing the stairs and billboards in the blink of an eye.

Passengers were also startled by the sudden gunshot.

Gunfire, screams, shattering glass hitting the floor, alarms from emergency systems…

A small-scale panic erupted around the platform.

The Japanese youth called Sisal Rope kept looking back, diving into an open supermarket on the ground floor.

John gave chase, but the glass door suddenly locked.

He pulled out his gun again to break in, only to find the subsequent automatic escalators and check barriers had turned into one-way passageways, malfunctioning just at the last second.

The hacker's little tricks sure were annoying.

John donned his work jacket, cooling time shortened.

He calculated the time, flashed past the last distance, reaching out, only to tear away the satchel from the opponent's shoulder.

Buzz——

Just as John thought he had succeeded, everything before him suddenly fractured into various sizes of mosaics, the stairs and walls sliced into transparent data grids.

He once again saw cyberspace.

Sisal Rope's small satchel was like an electronic nuke, seemingly a compilation of errors and glitches, spreading from its center waves of red prohibitory commands, jamming information superhighways into chaos.

And the real-world effect was:

All advertising screens and electronic devices around shut down, and any passing citizens carrying network pods or implants with electrical signals suffered varying degrees of damage.

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