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"That fool?" She scoffed, "He's just a rag cleaning up manager Lu's old debts. The real game began the moment you stepped into Hengsheng— we need a newcomer with a clean background to burst the abscess that is Starry Technology."
The progress bar jumped to 93%, and the case emitted an overloaded hum. Lin Yue's gaze turned icy as the electric shocker sliced through the air towards me. I grabbed a backup battery from the server beside me to block it; electric sparks exploded on the metal surface, and the scorching wave knocked over the tool rack on the table.
"You think Lu Chen is some kind of good guy?" She spun around and kicked the battery from my hand. "Three years ago, when he acquired Hua Rong Group, he personally sent his father-in-law to prison. Now it's your turn, Pawn."
As my back slammed against the rack, I felt the Tactical Pen hidden in my boot. In the moment she attacked again, a laser beam shot out from the pen's tip, grazing her ear and burning black holes into the server.
"97%... 98%..."
Suddenly, alarms blared throughout the space, red lights flooding my vision like blood. Lin Yue's expression changed dramatically: "You activated the data self-destruction program?"
"No," I gasped, leaning against the overheated mainframe. "It's the backdoor program you buried in Starry Technology. When core data is breached, it automatically triggers formatting commands for Hengsheng's central server— in two minutes, all those shady transaction records will vanish."
Her beautiful features twisted into fear for the first time: "You have no idea how many people are involved! You're going against an entire capital group!"
"But someone has to be that child who exposes the emperor's new clothes." I pressed the physical switch for the emergency ventilation system, and a hurricane of airflow swept through the server room, scattering papers everywhere. As she raised her hand to shield herself, I seized the opportunity to grab the scalding mainframe and dashed toward the fire escape.
"Stop her!" Lin Yue's scream erupted behind me.
Just as the safety door closed in front of me, I heard bullets thud against metal. Chen Mo's modified drone swooped down from the vent, releasing blinding smoke bombs.
"Turn left at the third maintenance shaft!" His voice crackled through my earpiece. "I'll be waiting for you on the rooftop helipad!"
The mainframe in my arms was still burning hot, and the cracking progress was stuck at 99.7%. When I crawled out of the maintenance shaft, Lu Chen stood at the edge of the rooftop, his suit flapping like a flag in the fierce wind. The moment he turned around, I saw his silver Beretta 92FS glinting in the moonlight.
"You've come further than I imagined." The gun's muzzle gleamed coldly under the moonlight. "Hand over the mainframe, and I'll guarantee Lin Yue won't bother you again."
I slowly backed away until my back pressed against a cold satellite receiver: "Three years ago during Hua Rong Group's Mergers and Acquisitions Case—was your wife's fall really an accident?"
His pupils constricted sharply; this man who always seemed composed showed a crack for the first time. Seizing that moment, I pressed down on the forced eject button on the side of the mainframe, sending a smoking Hard Drive arcing toward the ground below.
"No!" His movement toward the edge of the rooftop slowed by a fraction.
Suddenly, a drone's spotlight illuminated the dark night sky as Chen Mo maneuvered its mechanical claw to precisely intercept the falling Hard Drive. Amidst the roar of its propellers, I raised my phone towards Lu Chen; on its screen were records of his financial dealings with offshore shell companies.
"Did you know?" I smiled against the howling wind. "Lin Yue installed a tracker in that mainframe; at this moment, at least five regulatory agencies are rushing here."
As he pulled the trigger, SWAT snipers simultaneously locked onto his forehead with red dots. The bullet grazed past my ear and struck concrete below with a dazzling spark.
When handcuffs clicked around Lu Chen's wrist, Chen Mo's helicopter hovered above me. He tossed down a rope ladder and shouted, "Heroine, it's time to go! The Deep Web Forum has three thousand brothers waiting for live updates!"
The moment I grabbed hold of the rope ladder, Lin Yue's piercing scream echoed from below. She frantically tore at her wind-tossed hair; all her elegance and composure shattered into fragments at that moment. As I ascended into the air currents, I took one last look at this steel forest that had devoured countless dreams—the souls hidden within financial statements.
Those ideals crushed by capitalism now transform into data streams drifting above the city, forever etched in the memory of the blockchain.
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