When Hapna went on sale three years ago,
minors were strictly prohibited from using it.
But there was a whole underground scene where it was a craze among kids.
From what I heard,
adults couldn't wrap their heads around why kids would need to use pain killers,
but all it took was a single rumor for it to catch on.
"Hapna is a drug that can get rid of sadness."
Word of that spread like wildfire.
And then, dealers who would sell to kids for jacked up prices hit the scene.
I got into it, too.
Since I always found my own feelings were too much for me to handle.
It seemed crazy that this Skinner person had found a way to control human emotions,
so I started thinking of him like a god.
Needless to say, he betrayed all those expectations,
but...
Dr. 909...
One of the world's top hackers. Still unidentified, even by the FBI.
But Eleina has discovered the location of his hidden wallet.
What's a "hidden wallet"?
Well, just think of it like a bank ledger for cryptocurrencies.
Looking inside of it,
we found a very unusual influx of funds.
Whoa!
Is this for real?
That's an insane amount of money.
Indeed.
Right before Skinner made his announcement,
a stock trader named Sam
deposited an exorbitant amount of money into this wallet.
From the looks of it,
the guy knew ahead of time that Hapna stocks would plummet
and sold off a whole bunch of them just before the news hit.
But how could he know?
Dr. Skinner's plan started three years ago,
when he disappeared off the face of Earth by erasing all traces of himself.
It should be impossible to pull that off without the help of a top-tier hacker.
To sum it up, this 909 guy is the hacker who helped Skinner disappear
in exchange for info about the Hapna crash.
Then conspired with Sam to make bank when it happened.
That seems like the natural conclusion.
Okay, so...
what I'm hearing is we gotta catch this dude.
You make it sound easy.
For now, Eleina is going to keep monitoring the wallet for any movement,
while the rest of you go and hunt down Sam.
It seems highly likely that he's in regular contact with 909.
Meow! Meow, meow, meow!
This is Sam Stephenson, the aforementioned stock trader.
An investor who's totally rolling in the dough, huh?
Can't say I'm a fan.
I bet this guy is a narcissistic asshole who thinks he's a hotshot for being rich,
and makes women wait on him hand and foot.
Simmer down.
It's not good to jump to conclusions like that.
Let's see what his social media presence is like.
Hapna is da bomb!
Nothing to stress about!
The only stuff I like to keep my eyes on...
is the hottest stuff!
He's just as bad as I thought!
Talk about a walking cliché! How is this guy for real?
So, what do we gotta do to meet with this joker?
Every weekend, Sam throws a party at a club that he owns
and apparently picks out beautiful women to join him up in the VIP area.
All right, then.
I take it that's where I come in.
Hold up. Why am I dressed like a girl?
Insurance.
We have no idea what type of lady this guy is into.
I gotta say though, it's actually a good look on you.
Huh?
Yep, you're a real cutie.
- Hey! Personal space, please. - No, seriously, a guy could fall for you.
Stop goofing around. Let's go.
Cut it out.
No way! This is nuts!
They've booked Visionary as tonight's main DJ?!
Oh, wow...
Is he famous or something?
Huh? You've never heard of him?
Aw yeah! It's time to get my dance on!
Remember that we're not here to party.
Yeah, I know!
Huh?
This shouldn't even be possible...
What's wrong?
It's to do with the locations of the deposits made over the last two weeks.
Let me send you the info.
London, Boston, Lyon, Osaka...
They're all over the place.
And what's more, every single one took place at physical ATMs.
Does this mean he hired someone to make the deposits so he couldn't be tracked?
That wouldn't make sense,
'cause he'd still have to meet them in person to pass off the access device.
Either way, the security cameras at the ATMs should have caught someone.
I'll try looking into that!
C'mon, you know we gotta look the part of a couple.
We're going to infiltrate in two teams.
Obviously, we can't bring in any weapons.
Ladies, your mission is to catch Sam's eye
by putting on a show and then waiting for his invite.
Then, if you manage to establish contact with Sam,
string him along to somewhere as discreet as possible.
What if he doesn't invite us?
Then we switch to Plan B:
Raise hell.
There is no Plan B.
This is his turf.
And the last thing we want is for him to run off because we caused a scene.
I haven't been to a club in forever!
Hold on!
Oops, pardon me.
Sorry, only authorized personnel are allowed upstairs.
Oh yeah?
You're in the way, dude!
These guys are with me.
They've got tight ass security around here.
Well, the VIP lounge is upstairs.
And it seems that a digital tattoo is how you get access.
They certainly appear to be the same person...
But none of them show their faces, so I can't identify them.
Hit me with another.
Thank you.
Just put it on this guy's tab.
Jeez, aren't you drinking a little too much?
This is just pregaming for me.
Barkeep! A shot of tequila!
Aw yeah, that's the stuff!
So hey, is Sam really going to show up tonight?
Hard to say.
The owner does make his own appearances from time to time.
Aw poo, I really wanted to get a good video with him.
Ahem... Well, just between you and me...
he always comes with the DJ, and they arrive by helicopter.
Why thank you.
What are you doing? I thought I told you to put on a show.
Then I'm gonna need help. Why don't you come out and dance with me?
Unless you're going to tell me you can't dance?
Of course I can.
He's drawing way more attention than me...
What's the deal?
I danced my butt off but didn't get an invitation.
I just got picked up.
No way!
That's BS! Where at?!
Now that's funny.
Just chalk it up to a difference in charm, I guess...
Uh, forget I said anything.
What's up, Laura?!
Hi, Chris.
Who's this bitch?!
You can't cut in line like that!
Let's go, girl! Don't want to keep Sam waiting for us!
Huh?
The wallet just updated with a new transaction!
Where at?
In Babylonia City...
This is actually really close to us!
Alright, party people! Let me introduce you!
Say hello to the special DJ that I booked for today's event!
The visionary!
Sup.
Perfect, they got close to Sam.
And now it's our turn.
Hey there, I'm Diana!
And this little cutie here is Laura! Right?
Pfft, like we give a flying crap about your names.
Wow, what are those?
Like, stock prices?
You're still doing moneymaking stuff right now?
There's an AI that's doing all the trading.
So we just watch millions of dollars move by the second.
Delta's getting dropped like a rock.
I know about that! It's ‘cause of Hapna, right?
Yeah, right! Females don't know jack squat!
Boo...
Skinner's da bomb!
But, like, aren't you afraid of Hapna killing us?
Eh, it's whatevs. Somebody'll figure out a cure.
And then, we're gonna make millions off it.
That's how we do it!
Wow, how cool!
I know, right?
Oh, sorry, she's just a little shy.
I like that. It's cute.
C'mon, let's go somewhere private.
Hot damn, Visionary! You got kinky tastes!
Come off it, man.
Oh baby, here we go!
It's punch bowl time!
Hey, wait a minute.
Laura, was it?
Uh... well...
So hey,
those other ladies seemed like a bunch of sluts who don't spark my interest.
Huh?
Let me put it this way, my type of girl is...
someone innocent and still untouched.
Almost translucent? If that makes sense.
U-- Um...
you're going to play your set soon, right?
Meh! I leave all the songs and that stuff up to the AI.
Huh?
Like, I don't give a crap about music or whatever.
The only reason I'm a DJ is to be popular with the ladies.
It's showtime, sir. Please come to the booth.
Keep an eye on this chick so she doesn't run away.
Got it?
Found him!
Where?
In Babylonia City.
It's footage from 30 minutes ago.
He went to the roof?
Fess up, where exactly did you two
get that digital tattoo from?
Let me switch to a different camera.
I'll try using a correction filter.
It worked!
That's our guy.
Let me tell ya,
the only women who show up at my parties are damn gold digging bitches like these.
And that's why...
I give 'em what they deserve with the special punch bowl!
Alright, boys!
They're yours to do whatever you want with now!
Sweet! Thanks for hookin' us up, Sam!
I'm gonna help myself to this one right here.
Stop it...
Oh, boo-hoo. You're in my club now, missy.
And it has the benefit of extraterritoriality,
which means the cops ain't coming! But on the plus side,
the punch bowl is gonna make sure you don't remember any of this tomorrow.
Hold on, I've seen this guy before...
It's Visionary.
Now I get it!
He's always traveling around the world on tour,
which is how he pulls off all those transactions.
I see how it is.
So you spend all your time preying on women like this, huh?
What the? You should be a drunken mess...
Too bad, these cheap ass party drugs
don't do a damn thing to me!
"The only stuff I like to keep my eyes on is the hottest stuff."
Your words, right?
Uh, well, no...
Have a hot taste of reality, you frickin' scumbag!
We've got him, guys!
The identity of Dr. 909 is...
Visionary!
This ain't good!
Hurry, this way!
Heads up, those guys are trying to escape in a helicopter.
I'll bring the car around!
Who the hell are those people?!
Go now!
Hello and good evening.
Seriously?!
Holy crap!
This dude has been watching too many action movies!
My god, he is totally unhinged.
Over there! He's still hanging from the copter!
Alright!
Shake him off this thing!
I am not allowed to perform such maneuvers.
Huh?!
I'm your owner, so do what I say!
No, no, I refuse.
Hurry the hell up and do it, dammit!
Bleep, blop, bloop!
Go!
Bye, asshole!
Bingo!
Yeah!
What?!
Aw, hell no, man!
Ram into that guy!
I am not allowed to perform such maneuvers.
Just do what I say!
I refuse! No, no!
Dammit! You piece of shit AI!
Follow my friggin' orders!
Bloop, beep, beep, beep, beep!
Told you so.
W-- Wait!
I'll give you as much money as you want!
Just please don't kill me!
And? Are you gonna tell me where Skinner is?
Skinner?
Better spill the beans fast or you're gonna drown.
Hey, do you know anything?
I got no clue, man!
Okay, so how'd you make all that money off Hapna?
Well...
'cause I hacked some data from Delta Medicinal...
Fine, then give me that data.
I can't...
Give it here!
C'mon! Fork it over, dumbass!
Here you go, sir!
Thanks.
Famed investor Sam Stephenson was arrested today on charges of insider trading.
Police took him into custody alongside a hacker known as Dr. 909,
real name Donald McDonald, who is suspected of leaking the information.
So basically, Dr. 909 had no connections with Skinner whatsoever.
Yes, that seems to be the case.
This blows.
But at least now we know
that Delta Medicinal was aware of the danger of Hapna.
Which means that...
Those people definitely have some connection to Skinner.