episode_0506
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Maria planned to create an untraceable encrypted network and use it as a kind of trash can, but to do that she had to find the trash herself.
The scum I’m talking about here are secret societies that can be said to be criminal groups united for a purpose as bad as black feet.
‘I tell the police to catch petty criminals. ‘I just have to get rid of people like Blackfoot.’
There is no such thing as an idea to eradicate crime all over the world and build a utopia. That really means I have to become a god or treat Maria like Big Brother.
Since I had no intention of inserting such dystopian elements into the reality I cared about, the natural conclusion was to leave misdemeanors to the law enforcement agencies.
‘It would be better for the only users of the network Maria will create to be secret societies.’
Maria also agreed with my thoughts.
“In order to separate common criminals from secret societies, an appropriate entry barrier is needed to separate the two.”
“I guess so. Most of the petty guys are probably the ones who don’t even have the ability to verify that the network is untraceable.”
“If you set a moderately high usage fee, mediocre people won’t even pay attention to it. It also helps fund activities.”
But here a problem emerged.
It is clear that common criminals will not recognize the value of the network Maria will create. Because they wouldn’t have the technology and capital to figure it out. But even though it was a secret society, there was no guarantee that its value would be recognized.
The black-footed guys I immediately swept away got involved in the artificial intelligence copyright trial because they thought they could make money, not because they had extensive knowledge about it.
So, in order to prove that a secret society is an encryption network worth spending money on, we need evidence that the organization using it cannot be caught, but there was also the problem that this would undermine our original purpose of creating a trash can and hunting down the secret society.
Maria’s answer to that part was clear.
“So what you need is a face madam.”
“Facial treatment?”
“Yes. Using the network I will create, I need a secret society that will never be caught by the police.”
What Maria meant was that all she had to do was show that a notorious organization could openly use her network and not get caught by law enforcement.
I couldn’t help but tilt my head slightly.
“Still, our ability to really protect trash is a little… And if it’s famous in the first place, isn’t it a secret society?”
“Such trivial things are not that important. What’s important is that other secret societies think the ‘bait’ is plausible.”
“Bait… ”
“Of course, the bait would have to be a virtual secret society we would create.”
“Aha.”
According to Maria’s explanation, there was no need to leave trash out for the reliability of the network.
All it took was one hypothetical secret society to be openly active and left unharmed.
‘Bad things… Well, is it okay to just pick a secret society and commit terrorism?’
Then, in the eyes of others, you will definitely be a bad person.
If the secret society we create commits a major incident, civil unrest may increase, but in reality, this will actually reduce the number of secret societies that cause danger.
“I clean and promote the network, so it can be said that I kill two birds with one stone.”
“This is a total dark knight.”
“The name is up to you.”
“But what if it gets caught that it was bait? Wouldn’t it be a bit strange if the fake secret society we created was fine and other people had problems?”
“You don’t have to worry about that. Secret societies are so secretive that most people do not know of each other’s existence except in special cases where there is direct interaction. And are you planning on handing them over to the police?”
“No, that’s not it.”
It was only petty criminals who decided to leave it to the police in the first place. Secret societies were those who operated outside the law. It is naive to leave the punishment of such people to the law.
If it weren’t for me, Raymond, who worked at a famous law firm, would have been in quite a bit of trouble, but if I caught him and handed him over to the police, it was clear that he would most likely be free the next day.
Maria smiled at me as if telling me to look at it.
“Even if something suspicious appears, all I have to do is leak fabricated information. With their eyes and ears covered, they probably don’t even know who’s dying next to them?”
“Maria was a scary woman.”
“The decision must be made by the owner. Then just let me go?”
“No, very good. Proceed as is.”
After teasing her for a moment, I stuck my finger into her pouting lips.
Maria said, biting my finger.
“Preparations are already complete.”
“What, already? Do you think quantum computers are amazing?”
As I was admiring it, Maria quietly avoided my gaze and muttered.
“… In fact, I was already building a network even before the owner gave me permission.”
“What were you going to do if I didn’t give you permission?”
“It should be discarded. what. This is a plan made using the remaining computing power anyway.”
I had no intention of saying anything about the actions of preparing for the future. Because Maria was not a robot that just did what she was told, but she was my colleague.
That’s how EnigmaChat was created.
It was a messenger service using an encrypted network that could not be traced.
“It is similar to Darknet, but its security is extremely strengthened. The fee may be a bit expensive, but from the perspective of a secret society, it is not worth worrying about.”
Because it could be closely linked to crime, it was decided to establish a shell company separate from Awaken. And the details of the plan were decided to be refined once the service was launched. This is because it is difficult to predict what will happen as it goes beyond the boundaries of the law.
***
“Damn… ! Where on earth did the information get leaked?”
Wow!
A man shouted, throwing down his drink on the bar table.
The name of the man with a bright red face and a grinning face is Lucas Martinez.
He was a man in his mid-40s with a muscular physique, short, dark black hair, and sharp eyes. The deep scar above one eyebrow was his trademark, and the sight of the scar writhing on his face distorted with anger made him look like a centipede.
“Boss, your clothes are wet.”
The subordinate stopped Lucas, who broke his glass with a huff.
He was angry for a long time despite his subordinates trying to dissuade him, but finally calmed down and took off his shirt. Then the huge red scorpion tattoo on his back was revealed.
Lucas was the head of the Red Scorpion, a secret society whose main businesses were drug trafficking, weapons trafficking, money laundering, human trafficking, and illegal gambling.
Red Scorpion was an organization with an extensive international network centered in South America, and was a criminal organization with characteristics similar to Black Paws, reaching out to anything that would make money.
Even the heads of large cartels could not raise their heads straight when standing in front of Lucas.
An ordinary drug organization would not be able to recognize Lucas because they would not be aware of the existence of a secret society, but the Red Scorpion was the organization where the leaders of the large cartel gathered.
Lucas also had his own cartel, so in a way, he could be said to be a person with no significant difference between his status in the secret society and his usual status.
Even his subordinates who assisted him did not know about the secret society. However, while serving Lucas by my side, I was able to guess that there was something bigger and darker in his background than just the cartel he ran.
Boom!
The reason why Lucas was so angry and slammed the table was because information about his affair was leaked.
“What kind of bastard made fun of his mouth… ?”
Lucas was a married man with a young model wife and a young daughter.
But how often is it that the boss who runs a criminal organization that engages in human trafficking and sells drugs is loyal to his family? Lucas was also into entertainment and had several lovers other than his wife. Of course, I kept that fact a secret from my family.
But just yesterday, the affair became known to his wife.
If the article had been posted by a local newspaper or a low-level reporter, a member of the organization would have been quietly sent to deal with it, but for some reason, the information was sent directly to my wife’s smartphone.
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