2077: V really knows how awesome he is

"I said!" V shouted, "Wait a little longer!"

The communication fell silent; everyone held their breath.

V stared intently at Arasaka Yorinobu and Arasaka Saburo. She knew things wouldn't end so easily; her mental calculations told her that Arasaka Saburo would definitely say that crucial sentence, and once he did, victory would be hers!

The Arasaka father and son were silent, Bridget and Placid were silent, and everyone in the secret channel was silent.

Perhaps we will die in silence, or perhaps we will erupt in silence.

At this moment when no one dared to utter a sound, the great God spoke without fear:

“I’m so glad your mother won’t see that moment, or she would be heartbroken by your death.”

Fate is like a fork in the road; one step to the left leads to heaven, and one step to the right leads to hell.

God.

You chose the wrong one.

V.

You made the right choice.

Arakasaka Yorinobu's face turned visibly red, and his blood pressure soared to 240. He suddenly stepped forward, grabbed God by the neck, and pressed God firmly against the TV wall, forcefully squeezing and crushing God's fragile and aging throat.

"Crack... Crack..." God suddenly spoke in a human voice.

He desperately reached out, trying to awaken his son's affection and conscience, pinning his hopes for life on the emotions he had already abandoned.

Arakasaka Yorinobu paused for a second.

"Now, Koch!" V commanded over the comms.

"Change to Sildenafil, maximum dose without triggering alarms, directional airflow at maximum speed, quick!" Joanne Koch stared intently at the situation, muttering, "Shoot, baby whale, shoot without restraint!"

Everyone in the secret channel was completely focused, chanting along with Joanne Koch: "Shoot! Shoot! Shoot! Shoot!"

A flash of savagery crossed Arasaka Yorinobu's eyes. He paused for a second, but then his movements became even more violent.

God's face showed terror, his eyes rolled back, and saliva and blood kept dripping from the corners of his mouth. He had thought of many ways to die, but he never expected to be strangled to death by his own son.

How dare he? How could he? I raised him with my own hands, and he's nothing but a useless and incompetent man. How dare he lay a hand on God?

The whale thought the calf would eventually let go, but he was wrong again.

Arakasaka Yorinobu gripped his father's throat tightly, a grip ten thousand times tighter than that of the most elite sex doll!

He was completely addicted to this feeling, and only wanted to pursue the ultimate pleasure in violence!

"Shoot! Shoot! Shoot!" Countless people cheered him on.

He pressed his father down to the ground little by little.

"Shoot, lad, blast him!!!" Meredith Stock yelled.

"Crack!" The throat was completely severed, and even the neck bones were not spared.

"what!!!"

Arasaka Yorinobu shouted, reaching the peak of ultimate pleasure!

Saburo Arasaka is dead.

God is dead.

Gods are immortal and indestructible; if they die, then they are no longer gods.

So it was only Saburo Arasaka who died.

Arakasaka Yoriyuki took a few steps back, plopped down on the sofa, and began to pant heavily.

Unbeknownst to him, countless people were applauding him from a corner unseen by anyone.

"Good luck!" The junior employees clapped their hands and offered their blessings. Since they were involved, they were doomed. If Saburo Arasaka didn't die, they would die.

"Omedetou!" Meredith Stock and the others clapped and offered their blessings. They could not have gone any further, but since the god of Arasaka had fallen today, the god of military technology and biotechnology could do the same in the future.

"Omega!" V clapped her hands in blessing, applauding Arasaka Yorinobu's excellent performance, which brought her one step closer to recovery.

Unfortunately, Arasaka Yorinobu was unaware of all this.

After catching his breath, he calmed down.

The man who had murdered his father walked to his father's body with a sorrowful expression and cried out, "I want to seal off the entire hotel!"

The room's AI replied, "Please explain why."

"My father, Saburo Arakasaka, has been murdered!"

The scene dimmed, and then the piercing alarm sounded.

"Red alert activated! The Glamour Building is now completely locked down!"

When Adam Heavy Hammer and Saburo Arasaka's bodyguards entered, they saw Yoriyuki Arasaka lying on his father's body, weeping bitterly.

The sadness in his voice seemed genuine.

The shamelessness involved is probably passed down from generation to generation.

"1-0, the match is over, we won," V said in the communications. "Start the cleanup work and let the audience leave in an orderly manner."

Chapter 32 Dinghai Shenzhen

God's bodyguard rushed into the room from the elevator: "What happened?"

“Someone poisoned my father.” Arakasaka Yorinobu stood up.

"Poisoned?" The bodyguard shook his head repeatedly. "That's impossible, Mr. Lai Xuan. I have my suspicions..."

"Goro Takemura!" Yoriyuki Arasaka called out the bodyguard's name, and the bodyguard immediately lowered his head, a habit he had developed over time.

Arasaka Yorinobu stepped forward: "Tell me, what is your duty?"

Goro Takemura was completely confused: "I...I don't understand, what should we do now..."

"This is not a difficult question, answer me!"

Goro Takemura lowered his head again, looking extremely ashamed, and said, "My duty is to protect the head of the Arasaka family."

"Then I sincerely hope that you can better fulfill your duties in the future." Arasaka Yorinobu pressed on: "Do you understand?"

Goro Takemura certainly understood that this was a warning.

Goro Takemura certainly understood that this was also a threat.

Shame and fear began to exert their combined force, causing Goro Takemura to lower his head for the third time and say respectfully, "I'm sorry, Lord Arasaka. I... I will not let you down again."

“Very good. Now come with me and leave. I have already notified Michiko, and she will send people over soon to investigate and find the culprit.”

Yoriyuki Arasaka took the lead and walked towards the elevator, followed closely by Adam Hammer. Goro Takemura glanced at Saburo Arasaka lying on the ground, but eventually followed his new master.

"Hahaha!"

Placid dared not breathe until then. He shuddered as he looked at Saburo Arasaka's corpse on the ground: "It's over, we're all over. God has died before us. We're doomed!"

Bridget was also panicked: "Run! Run! As long as we get back to Taiping State, as long as we get back to our territory, even if it's Arasaka..."

"Also what?" She didn't finish her sentence.

Because she understood that the Voodoo Gang was insignificant compared to Arasaka, and that she was only deceiving herself.

But this was the only straw she could grasp at.

Self-deception was invented by humankind, and therefore it is particularly effective for humankind.

"Open the door, open the door first."

Bridget tried to calm herself down, but before she could do anything, the hidden door opened by itself.

The opening isn't very big, only about 40 centimeters wide. People can squeeze through, but containers filled with relic can't.

"Damn it, open it wider!" Placid tried to pry the door open like a wild beast.

Bridget shook her head: "He won't let us take the relic."

"he?"

Bridget didn't explain: "Put down the box and let's go!"

Although reluctant, Placid had no choice but to comply.

As soon as the two emerged from the hidden door, the French windows slowly opened, letting in a biting cold wind.

Bridget is now 100% certain that someone is behind this, and they have been completely manipulated.

She always treated others like doormats, but today, she too has become someone else's doormat.

"Damn it, don't let me find out who it is!"

She was foolish, not stupid. In this critical moment, she finally put aside her past arrogance and conceit and began to analyze the problem objectively.

Regardless of who's behind this, since I'm going to take the blame, I'll never let myself die in the Glamour Building.

"Let's go!" She pulled Placid towards the window.

After the two audience members left, the room fell completely silent.

A moment later, with a hiss, another hidden door opened in the wall of the penthouse suite. V, Meredith Stock, and others walked out. Through the gaps in their figures, one could see the room behind the hidden door, which contained various sophisticated monitoring instruments. Dozens of staff members were carrying out various scheduling and cleanup work in an orderly manner.

That's right, the mastermind was always on the front lines, right next to the crime scene, separated by only a wall.

"Relic has been recovered." The counterintelligence personnel retrieved the container.

V nodded, then looked at Joanne Koch, who was examining Saburo Arasaka's body.

"He's dead, but his brain is intact," Joanne Koch said professionally. "The richer people are, the more they pursue their original bodies, to make themselves stand out. The great Mr. Saburo is no exception. His prosthetic body is only minimally modified; he lived to 157 thanks to organ cloning and transplantation. However, he does have a brain-computer interface and neural slots, probably because he's afraid of not being able to pay at the convenience store. Anyway, he meets the conditions to activate Relic. Shall we proceed?"

V shook his head: "Not now, the situation is too complicated, we only have one chance."

“Okay, I’ll be more confident in the lab. Anders Herman can also help me out.” Joanne Koch injected Saburo’s body and stood up, saying, “This injection is just a temporary measure. We must preserve Mr. Saburo as soon as possible. If all his brain cells die, Relic won’t be able to help.”

"Don't worry, I was prepared." V waved his hand, and immediately two people from the counterintelligence department carried Saburo Arasaka's body into the secret room.

"You even installed a freezer in the secret room?" Joanne Koch asked curiously.

"No, the secret room is very close to the freight elevator. I had someone break through that side so that it can directly connect to the kitchen of the Ganbi Building."

Not only Joanne Koch, but even Meredith Stock and Xu Zhong stared wide-eyed.

"The kitchen? You mean...?"

"Kampi Building only caters to the wealthy, and the wealthy want to eat real meat, so the kitchen always has fresh fish and seafood, and even precious Wagyu beef."

Now everyone understood, and Meredith Stock even cursed, "Damn it, you're going to freeze Saburo Arasaka and rotten fish together?"

"Theoretically, both are ultra-low temperature rapid freezing technologies, so there is no essential difference between freezing corpses and freezing food."

"But that's Saburo Arasaka, not some street thug!"

"No offense intended, I was just trying to cover my tracks."

"Bullshit, you did it on purpose!"

V wanted to say a few more words to defend her innocence when the phone rang. It was Michiko Arasaka.

She gave everyone a look, and they quieted down. Then she answered the phone.

Michiko Arasaka's voice carried a hint of unease: "V, where are you?"

"I'm on my way to the industrial park for a security check on Martin Luther King Jr. Avenue. You know, I tricked Jiang Ping before, and that old woman has been causing me trouble ever since, so I have to be careful."

"You were riding a hovercar?"

"No, an infectious virus was discovered in the super skyscraper H4, and traffic control has been implemented throughout the entire River Valley area. I'm too lazy to notify the NCPD, otherwise they'll use this as an excuse to treat me to dinner, making me look like a glutton."

"So you're driving?"

"Yes, it's my new car. The Stone of the Redfield, this year's model, it just arrived a few days ago, and I'm taking it out today to break in the tires."

Michiko Arasaka looked at Kenichi Saburo sitting in front of the computer screen, who was controlling a private satellite to adjust the coordinates and compensate for the image. Soon, they saw a red and white Stone Sword supercar speeding on the highway.

"V, stop the car first, I need to talk to you."

"it is good."