Dark Future Short Stories - TwentyOne - Codebreaker Storage Solutions Inc.
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Codebreaker Storage Solutions Inc.
The Codebreaker was a legend of whom nobody knew how big the crew was. The special part about the CSS site was that they were offline and offerd a back up service for mainly bookies storing their bets and related data savely.
Betting was big business and they were a nutral partner that stopped all theft of e-cards used in betting. Some of these cards were as valuable as money. They were save and secure in terms of duplicate save. Most betting companies stored transferes between their customers and successful e-cards of good bets on horses, gaming championships and even underground lotteries turned a second currency used for serious amounts of money being super tiny compered to a full crypto wallet with millions of coins. A tiny NFT storage would do instead of a crypt stick with gigabits.
Don't loose your nail colour with polish hon! Give him the wallet so.
All it needed was a phone call to the betting company, giving your nick ID, the account and either an amount or percentage with a transfer order based on the agreed key word. The voice and stress recon system would check the voice and record the stress level for all possible later "a gun on my head" return of order requests understanding the likelyhood. The numbers kept changing and the finger print senser was heat sensitive in all dealers mobile or stationary or temp.
CSS picked up the database with a crew of a rigger and two street samurai to bring the dataset from the branch to a degger that would run the encryption software over it.
No one was able to break the code. Noone minded waiting a week to clear his savings account, too, if you did not cash in within usually 48h.
They openly stated that their system was no more than an advanced Pretty Good Privacy clone. The database was split into two parts. in the main part all most common letters were exchanged by a set of large prime numbers with a multiplier. The other part was the key. Both parts than would be encrypted by exchaning the signs of letters and numbers with the biggest known prime numbers of which number one was having 24,862,048 digest. That was the freak level part.
The entire number was multiplied by another large prime number from a top secret list of which the position was noted physically on a carbon fibre small plate stored in the Vault. That was super paranoid level.
No ex-secret service crew enriched by top payed company mathematicians would even try having hands on a data set even, if their CEO lost a bet and offered a billion on the other name on the e-card or threatend to kill all. There are better jobs around.
They'd fuck the pick up crew, they'd blow up the branch, but that was a waste of time, beside turning all organised betting companies and hundreds of mercenaries against based on what they considered holy ground of honourable debt. Worse than their mums. They'd not mention it.
They were the real untachables. Codebreaker Storage Solutions Inc.
