Cyberpunk: 2075.

Chapter 162 21. Logistics Center
At 10:35 am, Carl got into the NCPD police car.

The model of the police car is 'Sky Hera EC-H I860 NCPD Enforcer'.

[Sky Hera EC-H I860 NCPD Enforcer]:
The Hera model specially ordered by NCPD from Skydome Corporation not only has a body made of professional fireproof and bulletproof materials instead of cheap synthetic plastic and glass, but even the thin bumper of Hera, which has always been criticized, has been replaced with thickened steel plates. When it is driving on the streets of Night City, few vehicles can compare with it in terms of sturdiness. Even if the driver drives the car head-on into a concrete wall, it will not suffer any excessive damage.

Sitting in this rare NCPD vehicle that is more powerful than the lower-level gang members, Carl tapped his head with his fingers and summarized the clues:

"Think about it again. This man's job is a deliveryman, right? That means he was often exposed to the transportation of goods during his lifetime. And he is from Saint-Domingo, which happens to be the area closest to the Badlands in Night City and the most developed smuggling area."

"So, Carl, do you suspect that this pig bone is related to transportation?"

Johnson, who was sitting in the driver's seat, glanced at Kenichi Shiro, who was sitting silently in the passenger seat, chose to ignore him, and continued to chat with Carl: "Could it be that he was involved in the transportation of real meat when he was alive?"

"If you think about the transportation of real meat, you can easily think of several possibilities."

Carl said, "But the possibilities that led to the deliveryman's death are not important at this time, because we only need to find the key person in this transportation line, and we can find out the reasons for all this from him. By then, whether it is the case you want to solve, Mr. Johnson, or the possible clues to the missing detective that I want to seek, they should all emerge."

"Rather than trying to unravel the case, it's better to just ask someone and get to the bottom of it. This approach is very much my style now."

With his hands on the steering wheel and ready to step on the accelerator, Johnson asked the last question before starting: "So, what is the destination?"

"Santo Domingo Valley, logistics center."

"River Valley? We in NCPD rarely go to that area."

After all, most of the NCPD's forces are placed in the city center, where more donations are given. Even Watson District and Heywood near the city center have not sent many personnel, not to mention Santo Domingo.

In this place, the Six Street Gang was born because of the inaction of the NCPD. Although there was also the support of the company behind this.

"I rarely go there, but I see patrolmen on the streets of Santo Domingo. There are still some, right?"

"There are always some idiots with an overwhelming sense of duty and newcomers with a sense of justice."

Johnson drove the Law Enforcer forward: "Once they learn their lesson, they will understand that saving a place is not that easy."

"Yeah."

Listening to Johnson's words, Carl saw something different. The data was flowing, and the computing power of Arasaka Type-4 helped him quickly crack Johnson's identity on the NCPD official website.

Johnson.

Position: Sheriff.

Age: 45.

Origin: Santo Domingo Valley, Night City. Qualifications: Served as a patrol officer in Santo Domingo for 16 years, solved three major cases, resolved gang conflicts 14 times, and won third-class merit 17 times and second-class merit 5 times.
Carl remembered that according to the NCPD's merit regulations, killing a criminal or capturing a wanted person would earn a third-class merit, while leading a team to eliminate a gang group or making an equal contribution would earn a second-class merit.

So, the words "It's not that easy to save a place" were uttered helplessly by a police officer who had made outstanding contributions after trying to save his hometown?

Carl shook his head slightly. He couldn't say anything about this kind of thing, because for those who have experienced it personally, they don't need any extra words from others. If they can change because of a word or two from others, then there would be no need for them to persist for so many years.

A single police car was driving on the streets of Santo Domingo, attracting constant stares from the surrounding Santo Domingo residents. It was really a rare thing for only one police car to enter Santo Domingo.

When did these NCPD guys in the police car become so courageous?
Or is this some kind of deal being prepared?

The Six Street Gang members who saw the police car on the street sent the news to their superiors. This insignificant information might not be of much use, but as a part of the street gang, reporting is still necessary.

The logistics center in the River Valley area is not a big place. Compared with the huge company building in the city center, this dispatching center, which supports at least one-fifth of Night City's logistics transportation, is only the size of five or six football fields. This area is large enough as a factory, but it is too small as a logistics center.

Night City has a population of seven million, one fifth of which is 1.4 million people. The only logistics and transportation center that can be provided for 1.4 million people is this small place.
"When I saw this logistics center, I finally understood why there are so many people running goods in the Badlands. It is not much harder than climbing to the sky to expect simple official transportation and get things from outside quickly."

Karl got out of the car and looked at the logistics center: “External transportation is so difficult, don’t those company dogs find it troublesome?”

"They will transport it to a special place, and of course it's not a big deal,"

Johnson got out of the car and said, "Even Arasaka has an Arasaka Seaside District that specializes in shipping things. Do you think other companies don't have them?"

Having said that, Johnson glanced at Kenichi Shiro who had also gotten off the car, stared at him knowingly and asked, "I said, Arasaka, I didn't offend you in any way, did I?"

"I don't work for Arasaka Corporation."

Kenichi Shiro responded calmly, as if he didn't take Johnson's question seriously at all.

If you want to test your own background, this method is too simple.

'What a pretentious guy. I don't know how Carl got involved with him.'

Years of experience as a police officer told Johnson that Kenichi Shiro was no simple man, but his repeated attempts only resulted in him remaining calm, which made it impossible for him to help Carl pay attention to any possible conspiracies and schemes this guy might have.

Without paying attention to the interaction between Johnson and Kenichi Shiro, Carl stood at the door of the logistics center and made a call.

That was the phone Oliver had given him, specifically for ordering real meat.

The pig bones at the crime scene were very fresh, and there was no sign of freezing in the bone marrow, which meant that the pig was very fresh. However, the route for transporting real meat to Night City was very troublesome, and it might not be possible to transport it in secretly for a month.
The pig bones left at the murder scene and the pigs Carl obtained might be from the same batch.

(End of this chapter)