I am the most expensive memory hunter in Cyber City, specializing in stealing other people's most precious memories.
This time the client specified the most painful memory fragments, and the price was outrageously high.
When I dived into the consciousness of the target, what I saw was the face of my younger sister from childhood.
"Brother, run!" I remember my mother screaming and stuffing me into the ventilation duct.
It turns out that my parents abandoned me back then to avoid being hunted by gene hunting organizations.
At this moment, the target person is my long-lost sister.
The tracking chip on the back of her neck suddenly flashed red——
"Mission accomplished, Memory Hunter." The employer's voice sounded over the communicator.
The footsteps of military leather boots came from the end of the corridor.
