128: Chapter 128 Following the Internet Cable, the Hacker Base Was Blown Up

"Boss, what do you plan to do?"

Victor looked at the red coordinate point on the screen and swallowed hard. "Since we've locked onto their location, should we send the data to the Tokyo police? Or... hire the local Yakuza to smash up the place?"

"Call the police?"

Chen Yuan looked at him as if he were an idiot.

He swirled his wine glass, the scarlet liquid clinging to the sides like streaks of blood.

"Victor, do you think the Japanese police would dare to investigate the underground vault of the Mitsubishi Zaibatsu? As for the Yakuza... they are dogs raised by the Fujiwara Family. Do you expect the dog to bite its master?"

"Then... shall we plant a reverse virus? Paralyze their network?" Victor asked tentatively.

"Too slow."

Chen Yuan shook his head, a cruel arc forming at the corner of his mouth. "And, too gentle."

"A cyberattack might burn out a few hard drives at most, and they can reboot by swapping a few motherboards. They won't remember such a painless lesson."

He stood up and walked to the massive holographic map, his finger tapping lightly on the model of the building located in Chiyoda Ward, Tokyo.

"I'm going to teach them a lesson."

"The subject of the lesson is—Dimensional Reduction Strike."

Chen Yuan turned to look at Alice.

"Red Queen, take over the Building Automation System (BAS) of the Mitsubishi building."

"Attempting to access..."

Data streams flashed wildly in Red Queen's eyes. "Firewall breached. Obtaining underlying permissions... Permissions obtained successfully."

"Very good."

Chen Yuan's gaze turned cold. "The temperature in Tokyo shouldn't be high right now, right?"

"The outdoor temperature is 12 degrees Celsius."

"That's too cold."

Chen Yuan smiled, a smile that made one feel as if they had fallen into an ice cave.

"Add some heat for those hardworking hackers."

"Turn off all cooling systems in the underground server room. Lock the exhaust fans."

"At the same time..."

His finger traced along the underground pipeline diagram of the building, finally stopping at a thick pipe marked in bright yellow.

That was the building's main natural gas pipeline.

To ensure independent power supply for the underground core area, it was equipped with large gas generator sets.

"Open this valve to the maximum for me."

"Not just the gas supply valve."

Chen Yuan's voice was low, like a devil's whisper:

"Close the pressure relief valve as well."

"I want them to smell what... the sulfur of hell is like."

Tokyo, Chiyoda Ward, third underground level.

The originally cool, temperature-controlled server room was now like a steamer preheating.

"What's going on? Is the air conditioning broken?"

"So hot... Why is the temperature rising so fast in here?"

Several hackers loosened their collars, complaining while drenched in sweat.

Just a few minutes ago, all the cooling fans had suddenly stopped. And those hundreds of supercomputers running at full load were now like hundreds of massive electric heaters, crazily radiating heat.

The indoor temperature soared to 45 degrees within just five minutes.

"Lord Onikiri! System error! CPU temperature is too high. If we don't cool it down, the core components will burn out!"

A technician shouted in terror.

"Baka! What the hell is the property management doing?"

Onikiri wiped the sweat from his face and roared irritably, "Call the logistics department! Tell them to reboot the air conditioning immediately!"

"I... I can't get through! The telephone lines have been cut!"

"What?"

Onikiri froze for a moment.

An extremely ominous premonition, like a cold hand, instantly gripped his heart.

Just then.

A pungent smell silently crept into everyone's nostrils.

It was the smell of rotten eggs.

It was also... the smell of death.

"This smell..."

The middle-aged butler wearing a kimono sniffed hard, his face instantly turning pale as paper.

"It's natural gas!"

"Quick! Cut the power! Run!"

He rushed toward the exit door like a madman.

However.

"Zzz—click."

The thick alloy electronic door, which was originally meant to protect their safety, had now become a hopeless deadbolt.

The indicator light was a glaring red.

"The door... the door is locked!"

The butler pounded on the door panel desperately, his fingernails breaking, but the door didn't budge.

"Red Queen! It must be that Red Queen!"

Onikiri looked at the slowly rotating umbrella icon on the screen and finally understood what the opponent wanted to do.

That lunatic.

He wasn't trying to attack the network.

He was going to crawl through the network cable and wipe them all out, people and building alike!

"No! No!!!"

Onikiri roared in despair.

At this moment, the concentration of natural gas in the server room had reached a critical point.

And those overheated servers were emitting billowing black smoke.

Just one spark.

Even the tiniest bit of static electricity...

"Zzz."

A tiny blue electric spark jumped out on the motherboard of an overloaded server.

In Onikiri's pupils, dilated with fear.

That spark instantly transformed into the karmic fire of a red lotus that devoured everything.

"BOOM—!!!"

New York, Titan Center.

Chen Yuan watched the suddenly interrupted signal source on the holographic screen, as well as the violently vibrating waveform that was transmitted back at the very last moment.

He picked up his wine glass and took a light sip.

"Bang."

He simulated the soft sound of an explosion in his mouth.

A few minutes later.

Breaking news from Japan's NHK television station appeared on the big screen in the office.

On the screen.

The skyscraper located in the core area of Tokyo had thick smoke billowing from its base. The massive shockwave shattered all the glass on the lower floors, and countless fragments rained down onto the street like raindrops.

Panic-stricken crowds were running on the street, and sirens rang out over the Tokyo sky.

The ticker at the bottom of the news read:

"Breaking: A serious gas explosion occurred in the basement of the Mitsubishi Zaibatsu building. Casualties unknown."

"Accident?"

Chen Yuan looked at the news and sneered.

"These Japanese people are quite skilled at covering up the truth."

"Boss, they should be well-behaved now, right?"

Victor looked at the tragic explosion scene and wiped away cold sweat.

This method was too ruthless.

He really did crawl through the network cable to kill their whole family.

"Well-behaved?"

Chen Yuan shook his head and put down his wine glass.

His gaze pierced through the screen, as if seeing that lucky survivor, the "Shadow," beneath the ruins, as well as the massive, rotten family behind him.

"You don't understand them."

"This kind of poisonous snake hiding in the gutter won't let go until you chop its head off completely."

Chen Yuan stood up.

He walked to the coat rack, took down his black trench coat, and draped it over his shoulders.

"Besides."

"This is just the interest."

"The debt from back then, and my mother's life... I have to collect this principal myself."

He turned around, looking at Alice and Victor, his eyes flashing with a chilling cold light.

"Prepare the plane."

Chen Yuan straightened his collar, his voice as calm as if he were talking about going downstairs to buy a pack of cigarettes:

"Since they won't let me live in peace."

"Then I'll return the favor."

"I'm going to Tokyo personally."

"To give that Fujiwara Family Head..."

Chen Yuan pushed open the office door and strode out.

"A real 'generous gift'."