Red Box

Box 17: I Hate Manual Thing!

Most of the points of my request in yesterday's negotiations have been met.6 The computers I destroyed were instantly overcome. Some rumors about me too soon they're done. There were only a few small things left that they had not cleared up. That too, just wait for the time constrained by a series of procedures.

Wait a minute, I don't think I destroyed that much of the bakkrongan.

Just whatever.

Anyway, everything really went well, even too smoothly to the point of scaring me. What I was facing was not a trivial thing. Anwar premium box which is now a free item in Redbox, has even become a betting box. The amount of money that can be obtained from the city has reached five thousand dollars more.

It's crazy, Redbox is no longer taking pieces out of that box!

It was tempting at first, but only until I realized it all. Really, this is mission impossible.

Hundreds, maybe even thousands of people are out there trying to break the box every day. But even now, the bright spot for truth is still gray.

So, how do I complete this agreement?

From the beginning, my choice was a mistake. I might understand a little bit about the deep web, also know about Redbox, but my capacity is not as good as I thought.

Like football, I am just a fanatic who likes to criticize all the teams, along with their players. But if asked to coach a team, that team would just be a clown, just like my current condition.

Whatever!

As long as he wasn't around, I decided to allow one game for my mind to gain some enlightenment.

Damn, people were playing without using their brains this morning. I almost slammed my computer, if only I had no important data to show. He will be back soon too. Before I realized I was wasting time, I had to look like I was at work.

"How's it going?" tanya Gilang, bring two cups of hot coffee.

I hurriedly closed the game, opening up the data that might be able to entertain him. My body is sweating cold. He now has two cups of coffee, and I'm afraid I can't get rations.

"It's not good, sir," I replied, nervous.

"You're playing games again, huh?!" the accusation.

"No-No, just look at this!" While grabbing one of the coffees, I flipped over.

It was just a picture of a teddy bear in a miserable state. I don't know if it's true or not, but many forums believe it's one of Anwar's premium box hints.

"What's that?" ask Gilang.

"One of the clues" I answered, sipping the coffee.

Already I suspect, instant coffee warungan indeed taste unreliable, but some brands have their own taste.

Unfortunately, this guy's taste sucks. He chose instant coffee with a vague taste, exactly like his behavior.

What can I ignore? Receiving free coffee in the morning is already a rare extraordinary windfall.

He wanted to examine my findings more closely, but I also needed my computer. We ended up taking the middle ground by sending this information over the internet.

It's not that I don't want to finish this, it's just that my mind won't be able to survive without income.

"What are you doing?" tanyanya, staring at my activities filling out surveys.

"You've never seen anyone fill up a questionnaire?" my many.

"I mean, what's the point of that?"

"Search for money, what else?"

"You're not working?" he asked, then I nodded, "strange basics!" coined.

My fingers stopped working. I can feel, the slippery mouse filled with sweat, flowing from the palm of the hand. There is no point in being offended, what I did was not normal from the start. Someone just never sees my daily life, so what I do never feels distorted. Just having someone see it makes me realize, I really do have severe social problems.

"Are you proud of yourself?" my many.

"Why? Not accept!?" his reply.

"Some people are comfortable doing what they love, you should know that!" remember, "just because what you do seems useful in the eyes of others, doesn't mean that what others do is useless" I continued.

"Maybe true, except you!" he said, "listen, if you can do more, why choose to do nothing!?" continued.

Very amusing. I think he's talented at being a comedian. He tried to say the words of pearl, but what came out was even the words of trash. Maybe he was on purpose, I'm not so sure. At least, the motivational words he said, managed to make me more steady. Steady to do nothing.

I mean, if you can't do anything, why think of doing more?

"If you want an instant, just buy more coffee, I happen to have run out," I replied, "because you know, the instant is usually less delicious. Everything good must be done step by step," I added.

"Originally you know, the more you buy time, the more fucked up your life is!" threaten her.

Instantly I glanced, thinking a little cynical about that argument. To be honest, I don't understand why he's doing this. Have a good reputation in the police department. But the brilliant career he could soon achieve was not immediately pursued.

I still remember that place. A narrow room used for interrogation. People must have been very depressed to be there like the bitter experience I had. Luckily, I only experienced it two nights.

During a series of procedures, I heard a lot about his promotion. Really, his achievements at the headquarters were talked about a lot around, but the concerned were less interested in discussing it.

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"By the way, what kind of person is Mr Yanto?" ask me, divert the conversation, "if you don't want to discuss it is okay, just a little curious," I added.

I looked around, finding himself still busy with his laptop. What he did was no longer studying my data.

Yesterday he said he worked in cyber crime, but now he's studying death. Actually he was placed in what part, anyway?

"In short, the figure of a surrogate father to me" he replied.

I hurriedly turned my face. I don't think he's happy that someone's watching his work.

"Why did he die?" askaku, continue to explore about the figure of Yanto.

Maybe, it'll help me find evidence.

"If I had known, I wouldn't have asked for your help!" answer, ketus.

Right too, but it doesn't have to be so bad.

I just went back and forth obscure sites; got lost in the rotation of the discussion of unimportant material. I wanted to start a fun game waiting for me, but this guy kept watching me.

I started to worry, afraid that this would last a lifetime. Really, I felt unprepared for this, and then I was overwhelmed by the desire to find a shortcut. It might not hurt to try it again, who knows it will work.

"Time to change, man!" Roni, open the door.

"It's a break, huh?" guhut Gilang's.

"You're given the same assignment as the reverse division?" roni asked, "sir Ilham asked you continue, tuh!" coined.

"The kukerja-"

"****!!!"

The two of them looked at me instantly, surprised by the sound of the scream.

"What's wrong?" ask Gilang.

"They're sending a virus" I replied.

"What are you doing?!" tanyakanya.

"Tried to hack Redbox," I replied.

"Aren't you afraid your computer's broken?" ask Roni.

"damaged?" my reply.

"We broke the office computer, same internet cafe because-ga-"

"What did you say?!" my break.

Cross elbowed Roni, giving her the signal to be quiet. That statement felt pretty awkward, but I had to reset the computer, get rid of all the viruses. Now I have to install apps one by one, but everything is clear; no more shortcuts.

Inevitably, disliking it, I had to solve this manually.

It's annoying.

I hate everything manual!

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