Chapter 85 - 84: Good Citizen Medal and Inside!
The darkness of the tunnels didn't slow Arthur down at all. He moved swiftly, chatting casually with the network monitor as if he were on a stroll rather than sneaking into hostile territory.
Watching Arthur's movement on the screen, the network monitor couldn't help but comment, "You move just like those giant sewer rats in the city."
Arthur ignored the remark and continued forward until he reached the blockade set up by the Voodoo Boys.
Calling it a "blockade" was generous—it was more like a giant pile of discarded junk. Old machinery, broken furniture, rusted pipes—anything they didn't want had been stacked here. It wasn't tightly sealed, but that wasn't the point. The real purpose of the pile was to act as an alarm system—any disturbance would be loud enough to alert nearby guards.
Arthur rubbed his chin as he studied the mess in front of him.
"This is going to be a problem," he muttered.
He then turned to the network monitor. "Do you know how these guys even got their equipment down here? If I remember correctly, the 693 gang dug their tunnels through a basement, right?"
"The tunnel is so narrow, it looks like it was made by rats. How the hell did they move such large equipment in?"
The network monitor sighed. "If I knew the answer to that, I wouldn't be working as a network monitor, would I?"
Arthur wasn't convinced. He carefully scanned the blockade with his cybernetic eyes, searching for weak points. After a moment, he found one. He pressed his mantis blades against the spot, testing the resistance.
As he worked, he smirked and said, "You don't seem too happy working in network monitoring. How about I introduce you to the Voodoo Boys? Forget this job, switch sides. They'd love to have someone with your skills."