Cyberpunk: 2075.

Chapter 945, Section 155: The Hidden Armory

Realizing that something was amiss, Amu decided to act quickly.

"Take small items, those that are easy to sell."

He looked at the hacker girl and called her name: "Qi, you're in charge of identifying and assessing value. Derek, you follow Qi and take the bag. Skinny, keep an eye on the door and the surveillance cameras—even though Qi said she's blocked them, I'm still worried. Hurry up, we only have less than an hour left."

"clear."

Although they all felt a strange sense of dread about how smoothly things were going, they were, after all, a professional team that had made their way up from the streets. Despite their young age, they were quite professional.

If they can even steal from KK's team, how bad can they be? Even if they cracked security that was worse than the security in the bar's key areas, their skills and courage are already more than enough.

Unbeknownst to them, the surveillance camera, which seemed to be under the control of hacker Qi within the team, had quietly begun to monitor them, and this footage was simultaneously transmitted to the KK team's channel.

Since the house had been burgled, Carl naturally made sure everyone in his team checked it out to see what might be missing, so they could easily tidy up and put everything back in its place later.

Upon receiving a last-minute communication from Carl and learning of this matter, the members of the KK team connected to the channel with great interest.

Even T-BUG, which was processing data, was drawn in.

The sight of the youngest girl in the surveillance footage made her pause. She quickly typed the last few lines of code and casually gained access to the camera—of course, with the highest level of access obtained from Karl.

When it comes to surveillance and infiltration, she's the expert.

The camera, controlled by her, shifted its perspective without being visible from the outside, and then quietly locked onto the hacker girl, Qi.

She gazed at the girl in the video, whose eyes were innocent yet feigned sophistication, through the screen, a hint of indescribable nostalgia rising in her gaze.

Once upon a time, she also embarked on this path, and now, looking at this little girl, she felt as if she were seeing herself back then.

But it's still too immature.

He's even younger than T-BUG was when they debuted. To be struggling on the streets at such a young age shows how tough life really is.

However, seeing that she was the only one among the four dressed in neat and close-fitting clothes, and considering that she possessed hacking skills that street kids rarely had access to, T-BUG realized something.

The girl was well protected and was the only one among the four who had received some form of formal education.

It's unclear whether her broken family led her to this state, or whether this small group poured everything they had into creating this novice hacker using scraps of knowledge they'd somehow acquired.

With such rudimentary skills, he actually managed to sneak into her territory. Although none of the core defense programs were triggered, and even the basic automatic alerts were still dormant, being able to break through the outermost layer of security is quite an achievement in itself.

Of course, with the limited skills they've demonstrated, they could easily pilfer some small trinkets from here.

—But if they had actually been tempted by the collection in the display case, another alarm secretly set up by T-BUG would have been activated instantly, and the entire floor would have been completely sealed off.

She had already laid another layer of defense for those key items, which was their cautiousness in not being greedy, or rather, the instinct honed in their struggle for survival on the streets, which inadvertently saved them.

But can this really be considered a form of salvation?

"The NCPD must be on its way."

T-BUG asked. "Yeah, it's on its way. When I heard the news from here, they said they were going to send a special operations team or a terrorist mobile unit directly in an air vehicle. It would only take half a minute to get there, but I feel that's too much of a hassle and unnecessary."

Carlton paused on the channel and continued, "So I treated the nearby patrol officers to some donuts and coffee from a street vendor before they came over."

“Then it seems they are indeed ‘on their way’.” V chuckled, a hint of relief in his voice. “Let’s not let these petty thieves get away.”

“Wait, why do I hear a strange expectation in your tone?” Oliver’s voice rose, filled with resentment. “This is a burglary! How can you be so easy on me? Don’t forget, our car has received ‘Batman treatment’ before. I hate thieves!”

He still harbors a grudge about the stolen tire and clearly doesn't intend to let those guys off easily.

"Be careful of T-BUG. We absolutely cannot let them find my private collection of Mewtwo. That's not something they should be looking at at their age."

"Ha, what kind of 'not letting go' is this?"

Jack's booming voice, tinged with a hint of smug satisfaction, broke through the commotion as he busied himself on the streets of Dogtown.

"I think these guys have a good eye. Look at how they were surrounding my championship belt just now. They clearly know what they're doing."

"Haven't you boasted enough about that lousy belt yet?"

Johnny's voice broke in.

"If you ask me, V, you should have held on a little longer and worn Jack down so you could go fight Razor. Then this championship belt would be yours, and we wouldn't have to listen to Jack bragging here every day."

He sneered:
"When it comes to discerning eyes, those little brats really knew their stuff when they looked at my silver hand, you know? Their eyes were practically glowing. I know this best. Back when I was on stage, the audience looked just like that."

"Alright, if we really want to win the V championship, even if it's not just bragging about getting a V."

Oliver stopped mid-sentence.

He noticed that the camera angle was moving, and when the lens finally settled and clearly showed the position of the four-person group, he raised his eyebrows in surprise.

"Heh, not bad." His tone carried a hint of genuine surprise. "You actually managed to find our hidden arsenal."

In addition to the weapons cache that was on display in the KK squad's residence, a hidden warehouse of contraband was also secretly built in the early years. When the place was rented, this was a necessary precaution to deal with surprise inspections by the NCPD, the Terrorist Mobile Unit, and even the city government.

As time has passed, there is no longer any need to deal with inspections, so this secret room has gradually been left unused.

Although some goods that violate Night City's laws are still stored inside, the corresponding security measures have long been lifted, and only the most basic level of secrecy is maintained.

But even basic concealment, the kind of concealment that was once used to prepare for inspections by the Terrorist Mobile Unit, is it simple?

That's why, when these four street kids managed to find its entrance, even Oliver had to admit that they did have a talent for the art of 'thievery'.

"Amu, Skinny, come quick! Qi and I have found something strange, it looks like a hidden room."

At Dre's shouts, the four gathered around the secret room.

(End of this chapter)