I fell into the world of cyberpunk games

At first, I thought I was going to see anything in vain.

But it wasn’t.

Indeed, the movement of the booming blade was becoming familiar. You can see the tip of the dagger quickly bouncing and shaking.

Does it make sense? It’s not just a vibrating knife.

It is a principle that uses a sonic transducer to move the blade at a speed invisible to the human eye to grind the surface in contact with it.

That’s something you can’t follow with your eyes.

… Why not?

It would make sense if cyberware was running, but the microchip wasn’t even moving.

There is no distinctive switch sound, and there is no feeling as if your brain is limping.

Obviously something strange was happening to my body.

[I guess you can’t hear me. Should I let you hear it?]

As I was silent in an unknown situation, the assailant stretched out his dagger, presuming that he was ignoring him.

The outstretched blade flicked past my shoulder and cheek, leaving a thin wound. In the meantime, the cheeks were slightly ripped and passed.

Drops of blood dripped down. The robber seemed to be embarrassed by what he had drawn.

He was only trying to threaten, and he didn’t even think to see blood.

If I were a member of nanomachine insurance, I would have been quite frightened at the moment because DCPD could be automatically signaled just by trauma and exposure of blood to the outside.

However, no matter how much I wait, there seems to be no notification coming to my cyber watch, and the sound of rain still surrounds me like a curtain.

that would be natural Insurance sucks, I don’t even have nanomachines on my body.

I didn’t even care about the scar on my cheek, I was thinking about the scene I had just seen.

I knew the robber would stab me with a knife.

it was visible The movement of the muscles, the direction of the eyes and hands… .

What he didn’t dodge was that he also showed that he was trying to pierce it out of the way as a threat.

Of course, I didn’t expect the blade to go out of orbit and tear the skin of his face.

That kid of the robber wouldn’t have known that it was like this, but I guess he knew it because it was me.

The movement of the vibrating blade was in an area that even the user could not fully control.

If it was an expensive knife, it wouldn’t be that far off, but it looks like a cheap low-cost product like a novice robber.

But what surprised me was… Even that, to some extent, was visible.

It was a moment, but it was a moment, but when I concentrated on it, it caught my eye.

However, seeing and avoiding are separate domains, and because the body could not keep up with the speed of cognition, he could not avoid it and saw blood.

… So, what if you move your body in advance?

Even if it’s impossible to avoid the vibration of the blade, wouldn’t it be possible to read the robber’s behavior and deviate from its orbit?

He opened his mouth without taking his eyes off the dagger.

“I can’t help it. Okay, put that knife down. I’ll give. There are things that will make money.”

[It should have come out like that. Take it out, bro.]

This novel was posted at readwn.com

My mind was still confused.

Rather, if the switch had been activated, I would have been able to act without hesitation in a unique sense of elevation and clarity as if I was being prepared for what to do.

Like when I served the Fallen Angel, like when I cut off the Man Hunter’s hand.

But now, in a completely sane state, I had to make a decision that might determine my name.

Unable to finish the thought, I opened the zipper of the raincoat and took out a small memory stick from the inside.

The robber grabs it from the hand.

[I mean, this is money… .]

Taking a step back, trying to pull out the biometric cable again and connect it to the memory.

As I opened my eyes and focused, each movement seemed slow enough to yawn.

I do not know.

Did the microchip in my head work in a different way than I knew it, or was there something else besides that?

The important thing is that this is a great opportunity. I had no intention of missing out.

Did I say that it’s crazy to run into a robber with a knife with your bare hands?

… Well, it’s not like I’m doing crazy things for a day or two.

I watched the robber with still eyes.

Gnom’s biometric terminal is connected to the memory drive, and information is input into the neural interface, aiming for the timing of the distraction.

Tuk-tuk.

just now.

The moment when I was about to leap forward with my tense lower body muscles.

Someone’s voice was heard.

“Who is this! Watson, isn’t it you? It’s been a long time But who are you with? Is it possible that you are enjoying a secret dinner with your lover in this heavy rain?”

“… !”

That unforgettable tone automatically brakes the movement.

When I looked up, I saw a thick and generous person on the other side of the road approaching this way with a large umbrella on.

Electronic monocles flash through the rain. A tight-fitting cloak coat and an oblique hunting hat dripped wet.

As far as I know, there was only one human who wore such clothes.

… A true detective?

Why is that person here?

* * *

🤩🤩🤩🤩

With a feeling of despair, I looked at the alleyway where the robber disappeared and the obesity was chasing down.

And the elongated body of the truth detective that fills the place where the monster was.

should i say thank you for this

“Ha ha ha ha! Is this what you owe me, Watson? I came here just in case, but I must have been facing a street robber. If it wasn’t for me, it would have been very bad!”

The appearance of a detective who shouts with great force.

I’ve been taken care of… That’s right, it gets hotter.

Surprisingly it was true.

Self-proclaimed Sherlock Holmes kicked out the novice robber.

If we look back on how things went,

At first, the robber seemed to be embarrassed when another person appeared, but when he saw the detective’s slim body, he seemed to regain his confidence and held out his sword and said, ‘What are you?’ shouted.

The truth detective introduces himself as if he had heard the question he wanted from the threat, playing the famous detective Sherlock Holmes… The robber shuts down and threatens to give you everything you have too.

I was looking at it with a puzzled expression, wondering if this was a showdown between two geniuses with strong pride, but the robber approached the detective first and started wielding a vibrating knife at random.

‘I am such a scary person. Crawl on your own.’ A sign of a threat as if to say.

The problem was that his opponent was a true detective who didn’t care about such threats.

Self-proclaimed Sherlock Holmes didn’t step back in the face of the gleaming booming blade, but held out the umbrella he was wearing over his head.

Suddenly, a large, thick black cover the size of a parasol covered his eyes, and the robber hesitated in a moment of embarrassment.

The truth detective did not miss the gap.

Immediately pull the umbrella handle. The top of the umbrella was pointed straight at the robber.

Thumb-!

Compressed air explodes inside the umbrella frame with the sound of a cannon being fired.

At the same time, lead bullets are fired from the extended metal cap.

With considerable recoil, the detective’s arm swung upward.

Watching me was ridiculous.

what kind of kingsman Use an umbrella gun.

But surprisingly, it worked great.

They say that there is a running man in front of a walking man, and a flying man above the running man.

Bare hands can’t defeat swords, but swords can’t defeat guns in the end?

The robber, who was hit in the chest by an umbrella-air gun, couldn’t even scream properly! It flew away with a suffocating sound.

The memory stick that was connected to the wrist terminal flew away as he fell violently, and he also dropped the vibrating knife.

He managed to get up and stumble and run away, groaning as if he had broken a rib.

It was over.

And now it has come.

Oh yeah… It was refreshing.

After intense deliberation, I made up my mind to fight against it, but I think it will be resolved like this.

It’s a benefit to not have to take risks, but it’s heartbreaking.

The sound of a self-proclaimed Holmes murmuring loudly was heard next to him.

“By the way, don’t you have something to say at this point?”

“….”

“Huh, Dusk’s dory fell to the ground. You didn’t hear a single word of thanks for rescuing a citizen from danger.

Watson Good to see you again. He must have been such an ignorant person!”

What concept is this again? Have you ever seen a martial arts movie?

But it sounded right. Aside from the tone of voice, it’s true that the truth detective helped me, so I should say thank you.

“persimmon… .”

I have to say thank you… .

“persimmon… Buying is bullshit. Thank you for your help, of course, but I was able to do it all on my own.”

Give up. I can’t do it.

Seeing that evil face staring at him as if to give in quickly, no words of thanks could come out of his mouth.

It’s okay if you don’t save me. I took the knife with my bare hands and just subdued it, huh? I knew I could do it all. it’s real

When he shamelessly shakes his head while rationalizing himself like that, he likes the detective more like a madman.

“Hey, you have your confidence! That’s the Watson I know. If it were a man I recognized, shouldn’t he be able to defeat a robber with a booming knife with his bare hands? Ha ha ha ha!”

I don’t need your approval.

I don’t know if that’s a compliment or a f**king thing.

Team leader Jinsang smiled like that for a while and handed me something. When I looked, I saw a wet memory stick on my plump hand.

It was my booty dropped by the robber.

“So, is this your thing? I saw that the robber was trying to steal it, so do you see if there is anything valuable inside?”

“Perhaps.”

I wish I was precious too.

I hope it’s worthwhile to spend my energy and protect myself from robbers.

As a result, I didn’t do anything to get it back.

I wiped it dry and put the small memory drive back into my pocket.

Hopefully it won’t break if it gets a little wet. In a world where even socks are waterproof.

“Uh-huh, by the way.”

To me who was packing things like that, the truth detective coughed and talked to me.

“By the way, it is true that I helped you in the end. I also found stuff. So I mean… .”

What the hell were you trying to say?

“Can’t we get a free drink?”

“… .”

I said, ‘Can I?’ Even though he looked at me with a questioning look, he did not bow down and continued to speak with a tone of smoke.

“Hmm, I was thirsty after moving my body vigorously to chase away the thief who threatened the peace of the world in a long time. It would be great if someone bought me a cocktail.

There’s even a pub I often go to nearby… Just one cup will fill your body and mind. Hmm. No one to buy me… .”

It is a sigh of relief to see the original truth.

Apparently today was a bad day for me.

Watch the next episode