Chapter 12: Heart Drill (3)
A room with no light source except for the glow emanating from my own body.
Lying on the bed, I went over the data extracted from the netwitch's terminal once again.
The information on the screen was exactly the same as before.
It was all circumstantial evidence, but the analysis suggested that the aim-assist AI was the root cause of the Heart Drill infection.
Stepping off the bed, the faint blue light spread from my toes once more.
The white furniture in the room reflected the glow radiating from my body, making the space resemble an underwater cave.
"There’s no way I can use this data to corner the Family Boss..."
After all, it was nothing more than a journal, and I couldn’t even confirm if it really belonged to the dead netwitch.
At best, it was circumstantial evidence.
For now, I needed to show it to Onyx and gauge her reaction.
But I couldn’t just send such sensitive information as it was.
Given the current state of suspicion surrounding the Concrete Family, using their internal network was [N O V E L I G H T] out of the question.