People are in cyberpunk, but they are top-level cyberpsychopaths

Although I don’t know what the current situation of Stanweistan is, I have some understanding of it from the animation series. It is said that people all over the city are looking for the whereabouts of this thing.

After all, military-grade implants are enough to drive mercenaries and gangs crazy.

Otherwise, why would the glue doctor who was familiar with David be so fascinated by this thing?

"So you used the Rostovich DB-2 Sadara to shoot the cyberpsycho in the head?"

"It was just a coincidence, a coincidence..." David said somewhat unconfidently.

I don’t know if it’s an illusion, but I always feel that Miss Melissa’s tone seems a little weird.

"Well, I see."

Melissa just looked at the boy deeply and didn't say much.

There was no way she could believe such nonsense.

A native body can use DB-2 Sadara at will?

Although guns are not banned in Night City, this is a bit too funny. The recoil of that thing is enough to break the boy's small body.

However, she had no intention of investigating further.

After all, this report is only for her superiors to see, so she just needs to record whatever the other party says truthfully.

Whether it is true or false, it doesn’t really matter.

As for the rest, it's none of her business.

"Anything else? Any other unusual behavior?"

"Apart from the lunatic who chopped the company dog ​​and most of the passengers in the carriage, there was nothing unusual."

"Okay, thank you for your cooperation, this interrogation ends here."

At this point, he finally breathed a sigh of relief when he saw Melissa put away the tablet in her hand.

Don’t be fooled by his calm appearance just now, his heart was actually pounding wildly.

The sister Melissa Rory in front of him was a real executioner who killed people without blinking an eye, and he was afraid that this woman would find out anything.

At this moment, a member of the terrorist squad suddenly came over, also holding a tablet in his hand.

"Captain, the autopsy results are out."

Well, it’s another young lady, but I don’t know her at all.

"Well, let's talk over there."

Melissa and her team members walked to a corner.

"I didn't expect you to be so good at dealing with people."

Suddenly, I heard a frivolous voice in my ear. I turned around and saw that Lucy had lit up a ladies' cigarette and started smoking it.

He seemed to see a playful look in Lucy's eyes when he saw the rising green smoke.

"So, do you think it's money well spent, Miss Lucy?" he asked with the same teasing expression.

"Well, now it seems to be worth it, but you just called me your girlfriend, so I have to deduct one point for that."

"Eh? No way, Miss Lucy, I was the one who helped you out just now."

Seeing him getting anxious, Lucy's lips curled up slightly.

"Relax, I'm just kidding."

"Tsk, don't joke about money..."

Hearing Lucy's words, he couldn't help but curl his lips.

He can't afford such a joke now as he still lacks money to buy a prosthetic body.

19. What should I do if I am targeted by the terrorist mobile team? Waiting online, very urgent

"The prisoner's name is unknown and may not be included in the Night City archives."

"But there is a company code on him, and he has been confirmed to be a military technology experiment."

"However, during the transportation, they were intercepted by scavengers, who stole the prisoner who was being anesthetized."

"Due to the bumps during transportation, the anesthesia system of the sealed box failed, causing the prisoner to wake up."

In the corner, listening to the report from her subordinates and looking at the damaged sealed box that was moved down from the sky track, Melissa's brows under the helmet became more and more furrowed.

"Tsk, it's those Militech bastards again."

Yes, it is indeed military technology again.

I can’t say 100%, but at least 80% of the cyber-psychopaths wandering the streets are the work of the New Free State.

Behind the New Free State stands the behemoth of military technology.

Just like before the split, certain companies still control the lifeblood of the country.

It is also because of this that the terrorist squad responsible for maintaining peace in Night City is like a military-tech cleaning team.

They have to clean up the mess every time.

However, these kidney-cutting gangs are quite courageous, as they even dared to intercept the cargo of military technology.

"Okay, any other information?"

"Yes, the prisoner's fatal wound was in the head. He was hit by a steel needle shot from a DB-2 Sadara produced by Rostovich, causing his death."

"But there's something strange in the report. The military-grade implants recorded in the use records - the Swanstein Type 1, and Krenzikov's arms are missing."

"Ok?"

Hearing this, Melissa couldn't help but make a puzzled sound: "Was he poached?"

"Yes, that's true according to the coroner's autopsy report."

"Oh haha~"

Melissa immediately turned her head upon hearing this and cast her gaze at the bulging black package next to David not far away.

It seemed that there were still some blood stains on the package.

I just don't know whether the bloodstains came from the outside or seeped from the inside.

But in fact, the things originally inside had long been sold to the system by David in exchange for money.

Now I'm waiting to save some money and then find a way to buy the Wolverine claws. It looks pretty cool.

"Okay, I know about this, but remember not to report it to the higher-ups."

"Yes, I understand. Do we need to notify the EMT to come and collect the body?"

"No need for that. Just notify Militech and let them collect the bodies themselves. And if they ask about the implant, just say it was damaged in battle."

Since it is military technology property, it is natural to let these people take it away themselves, so as to avoid those idle NCPD bugs coming to the door later.

She was fed up with these disgusting bastards, and every time she did so she wanted to tear these idiots into pieces.

"Understood, Captain."

The team member nodded seriously, then pressed the tablet and left.

This is not the first time they have engaged in such blatant fraud.

For example, incorporating useful cyberpsychopaths into the terrorist squad.

All in all, I've gotten used to it.

Melissa's eyes were already on David, with an imperceptible smile of joy on her lips.

"What a funny little devil."

Her purpose in doing so much was simple. She simply felt that David was a talented person who could be a good addition to the terrorist squad.

Not only can he kill a cyber psychopath head-on, he can also steal the implants from his body. The latter is something that not ordinary students can do.

Although EMTs sometimes perform such small actions, in most cases they are not so blatant.

What's more, this was done right under the nose of the terrorist squad.

Melissa crossed her arms, and her full chest trembled slightly under the restraint of the combat tights.

At the same time, David, who was sitting in the chair, shivered suddenly.

"what happened?"

Lucy asked curiously.

"No, nothing..."

He looked around vigilantly, but found nothing strange.

what is the problem?

The feeling just now was like being targeted by a top predator...

“Tatttatt…”

At this moment, there was the sound of combat boots stepping on the concrete floor, and the interval between each step was almost exact.

"Okay, the investigation is over, you can leave."

"Oh? Really? Thank you, sir."

Hearing that he could leave, he was so happy that he didn't want to stay in this damn place for even a quarter of an hour.

Especially this woman, she always gave him a sense of danger.

Could it be that the gaze just now was from her?

Looking at the woman in front of him who was dressed like the Sword Master, David couldn't help but shudder.

That would be really terrible.

Quick, quick, quick...

However, just as he took a step forward, a familiar voice came from behind him again.

"Wait a minute, the boy named David."

Melissa called out to him.

"Uh...Officer Rory, anything else?"

What does this woman want to do?

"Um... I just wanted to ask, are you interested in joining the Terrorist Squad?"

"...What did you say?!"

David suspected that he had heard it wrong, so he used his fingers to scratch his ears to confirm again.

"I mean, are you interested in joining the Terrorist Squad?"

Melissa repeated her previous question and explained, "Since you were able to kill a cyber psychopath head-on, you have met the requirements of our terrorist squad."

"So, join us, we need a lot of young people like you."

He didn't know if it was an illusion, but the Ms. Melissa in front of him seemed to be speaking every word with great emphasis, as if she was hinting at something to him.

But the more this happened, the more confused he felt.

"...Um...Officer Rory, that cyber lunatic is really just a coincidence...and I'm still a minor, isn't this considered child labor?"

"hehe..."

Melissa suddenly laughed, and even a few passing team members were dumbfounded.

It was the first time they saw the captain laugh in a non-combat state!

"Age is not a problem, and I don't believe it's a coincidence..."

Melissa's eyes gradually became meaningful.

Yes, there are not so many coincidences in the world.

If coincidence can kill a cyber madman, then what is the use of their Terrorist Mobile Team?

Moreover, the ones killed were experimental subjects selected for military technology.