Cyberpunk 2074: Shadows of the Past.

Chapter 104 Ending (Ⅱ)

"Night City viewers, good afternoon! Our first guest today is the 'Last Liberator', the chairman of the Eliyahu Church—Dear Father Colfer!"

"Praise the Lord forever, praise the Father!" With a golden cross inlaid between his brows, a middle-aged man dressed as a priest bowed politely to the camera and chanted reverently.

In the dark bedroom, only the TV screen and a little spark are the only two lights flickering.

"Huh..." He exhaled a faint puff of smoke, and let it dance a round dance of self-admiration in the air, leaving only a slowly dissipating circle.

"V...Turn down your voice..." The person beside him muttered, turned over, and covered his head with a pillow.

V smiled, put the cigarette on the ashtray of the bedside table, turned around and pulled away Jill's thick blanket.

"V!" The angry shout came as expected.

Plugging his ears as expected, V shrugged his shoulders.

"Get up soon, it's already afternoon."

"Connard (French: swear word)" Jill rubbed her sleepy eyes and whispered a swear word.

"Here, hot water." V fetched a cup of warm water from the bedside table, and stuffed it into Jill's hand, who was still a little dizzy.

Jill glanced at her, sighed, and took a small sip from his water glass.

"So what's going on here? Is this your home?" Jill stuffed the empty water glass back into V's hand, and rubbed her messy purple hair in annoyance, "Did we do it hard? "

"Pfft..." V didn't expect such explosive words to come out of Jill's mouth. With a trembling of his hand, he almost threw the cigarette he just picked up on the floor.

"What are you thinking?" She couldn't help laughing, "We got out of the car last night. You see, I was in a bad mood, so I offered to go to my house, drink a few drinks and leave. I didn't expect to get drunk..."

"How is it possible!? I have a liver prosthesis installed with BTC, and it is basically impossible to get drunk..." Jill exaggeratedly shouted, with a look of disbelief.

"Ha..." V smiled smugly, sat up from the bed, walked barefoot to the cabinet not far from the bed, seemed to be showing off, and slowly opened the cabinet door, "Dangdang! It is a hard item that I have treasured for many years!"

"'Water of Life' Polish rectified vodka, American golden ale, Scotch distilled whiskey, Grenada rum, Balkan vodka...I*!" As a professional bartender, Jill subconsciously chanted the names of those spirits, "Hey, V! You store explosives at home, don't you!"

"This is all precious stock solution..." V carefully closed the cabinet door again, "Last night you picked up a bottle and wanted to drink it without saying a word, I almost didn't stop you..."

"No wonder I feel a burning pain from the tip of my tongue and my stomach..." Jill rubbed her stomach with a look of fear.

"Are you hungry? I ordered takeaway." V ​​tiptoed and sat on the lazy chair beside the bed.

"I didn't notice when I came yesterday... Your house is quite luxurious..." After she was relieved, Jill had time to look at V's bedroom.

"The family has a bit of subsidies, and I have recently made a name for myself in Arasaka, so I decorated it properly."

"That's great..." Jill sighed softly, thinking of her room, which was only about three and a half square meters in size, "You have to come to the store every day from now on, and I'll kill you a few times!"

"Okay, okay..." V glanced at Jill's slightly gloomy expression, and quickly changed the subject, "Have you seen the TV? There is a grand funeral today."

"Which big man is it?"

Bad emotions come and go quickly.

Jill quickly cleared up her mood and asked without any strangeness.

"This time they finally did some personnel work..." V pointed to the TV screen, "The NCPD headquarters, together with Ye's Company and other giants, held a public meeting for those who died in the '118 Incident' and '120 Incident' The funeral ceremony..."

"In the church?" Jill glanced at the priest who was slowly answering the host's question on the TV show, and said guessing.

"Yes, the largest church in Night City..." Following V's words, the TV also switched to the scene of the church by coincidence.

The huge church imitating the Gothic architectural style stands in the wilderness of the outskirts, like a giant from ancient times, always keeping the ancient promise, silently watching the rise and fall of everything in the world.

"It looks scary..." Jill wrinkled her nose. She had no faith, so she naturally didn't have the slightest awe of this magnificent building. "Look at the expressions of the audience in the church... except for the few sitting in the front row. Except for family members and friends, the faces of the rest of the people are almost the same dull and indifferent."

The camera slowly scanned the people sitting in the church, V stared at the TV screen, but unexpectedly found several familiar faces.

"Hey, why are they two there?"

"Who?"

"Oh... my friend."

Perhaps because of their outstanding appearance, the camera chasing traffic heat stayed in their seats for a few seconds longer.

V also took the opportunity to point to the handsome man and beautiful woman in the center of the screen, "Here, my friend, the silver-haired girl is called Xita Kasdey, and the blue-eyed man is called Yawei... There is another one I don't know... It should be another friend of theirs."

"Castei? It sounds like a French surname..." Jill thought for a few seconds, but finally couldn't catch the vague impression that flashed in his mind.

"Maybe you two will have a good chat..." V cut off his cigarette and said with a smile, "Next time I will bring them all over and go to the store to cheer."

"Although I'm not the boss, I still have to thank you very much..." Jill made a face at V and said angrily.

"Look at the time, I guess the process is coming to an end..." V glanced at the clock on the wall, "How about tonight? I'll call them later."

"Are you really going to take them to the store? I don't even plan to go to work today..." Jill frowned, and said, "Why don't I take a leave of absence and invite them to your house as guests, or go out for dinner?" A meal, you treat?"

"Hoho, I didn't expect you to be in charge...it's a pity that I'm not a concubine..." V praised with a look of regret.

"Hot knowledge, generally 90.00% of the people who say 'I'm not a 姛' are out-and-out 姛..."

"real or fake?"

"Of course..." Jill stretched lazily and tiptoed off the bed.

"Let's just say it first, I'm not a patriarch!" Seeing Jill approaching step by step, V shrugged his neck and said softly, but he was not as confident as before.

"Hand gesture?" Jill stretched out her sinful claws, and rushed towards V who was lying on the chair.

"Get out!" V laughed and cursed, gently pressing his foot against Jill's lower abdomen to prevent her from coming over.

While they were busy laughing and fighting, unexpected changes appeared on the TV screen that no one was watching.

(End of this chapter)