Cyberpunk: 2075.

Chapter 180 39. Just consider it as
“A relaxing day.”

After lunch, Carl looked through his Mewtwo storage and found that he had already read them all.

The training chip is still with Oliver. It seems that he and Jack went to practice shooting today.
The driver is gone, but it’s time to buy Mewtwo.

Do you want to ask David if he has any new stock?
No, their team should be busy with the investigation of the mission. Although David is an intern, he also has to run errands and go to school. It seems embarrassing to ask him to help deliver Mewtwo.

Oh, I really need to go out. I was thinking about expanding my gun storage and buying some new guns.
There is a good gun store in the skyscraper where Carl lives. Carl's final night was completed there. However, it is just a gun store in an apartment building after all. He cannot buy some awesome weapons if he wants to. In addition, there is the issue of purchasing Mewtwo. After Carl went home to make lunch, he had to go out again.

Why didn’t I think of these things on the way back?

Taking Zhongye with him, Carl went downstairs while looking through the communication information, trying to see if any middleman had contacted him, but there was no new message.

The old captain and Roger, whom I met yesterday, didn't seem to be in a hurry.

As Carl was flipping through the pages, he came across the messages and pictures that Johnson had sent him when he was sleeping last night. In the picture, a group of people in NCPD police uniforms were gathering around a barbecue grill and eating meat, and occupying almost half of the screen was Mr. Johnson's selfie face.

Do older people like to take photos with their faces close up?

But if we grill the pork directly, won’t it have a fishy smell?
Carl looked at the other half of the screen. Apart from the NCPD police officers, there was a large plate of meat placed there. Based on Carl's cooking experience, he judged that the pork was thawed and slightly marinated, then grilled.

Consider the time Mr Johnson returned last night and compare it to the time he sent the message.
“Everyone enjoyed the meal.”

Looking at the text that Mr. Johnson sent with the picture, and then looking at the picture of the NCPD officers who were smiling brightly and using tongs to pick up meat, Carl felt heartfelt sympathy for the people of Night City.

'Just enjoy your meal.'

Carl was about to pass the message, but Mr. Johnson's message came first, along with a communication request.

JOHNSON: Carl, there's an emergency. Are you awake?

Get connected immediately.

Carl: I'm awake and walking downstairs. What happened?

Johnson: There was a street mercenary named Andy. He was a very common street mercenary whose parents died on the streets when he was only a few years old. He had a younger sister who grew up with him and was an excellent student in a private school. Recently, she was abducted to Genting by the scum of the Tiger Claw Gang. After Andy learned of his sister's whereabouts, he rushed into Genting.

Another person who was kidnapped
Carl remembered the mission he had received before, which was also about kidnapping students and involved the Tiger Claw Gang and Genting. He frowned subconsciously.

Is the Tiger Claw Gang so arrogant recently, or is there some hidden secret?
Carl: So what's the situation now?

Johnson: Of course I don't want to pay attention to or care about the scum of the Tiger Claw Gang. Those people died, so I don't care at all. It's just that Andy seems to have lost control. He has too many prosthetics and his mental state is problematic. After taking his sister away from Genting, he ran around the entire Japan Street area, causing panic among the people. So I was thinking, could I let you go over there?

Carl: Didn’t the terrorist squad take action?
Johnson: Not every level of cyberpsychopath needs to be dispatched by the Terrorist Squad, and Andy didn't kill anyone except the Tiger Claws. The Tiger Claws were destroyed in the cloud, and they wanted to get their territory back, so they didn't call the Terrorist Squad. They wanted to kill the chicken to scare the monkeys, and deal with it themselves;
But I think that a mercenary who didn't hurt any innocent people and just saved his sister shouldn't be killed, so I thought of asking you to come and subdue him before he does more things, and then I can report the bounty later.

Carl heard a different meaning: Mr. Johnson, this is not something you would say. You should have driven here to pick me up. I'm almost on the first floor. Just tell me the truth.

"Ding." "Sure enough, I can't hide it from you."

The elevator door opened, and waiting at the door was Johnson, who was wearing an NCPD police uniform. He gestured to Carl's law enforcement car parked on the street: "I'll tell you more in the car."

Ten seconds later, Carl, who sat in the passenger seat, habitually left the door open and said:
"So what's going on, Mr. Johnson? Why did you think of saving the cyberpsycho?"

"You have good intentions, right? I've seen Andy and his sister a few times. I was the one who arrested Andy when he was a mercenary in a street gunfight. They are not bad people, but they just can't survive in Night City and have to start from the streets. After Andy became famous, he spent a lot of money to send his sister to a private academy. His level of desperation in accepting missions is almost the same as yours. He just wants his sister to live a decent life. I can't stand seeing this kind of thing happen."

The engine roared to life.

"Second, it's a request from an old journalist friend of mine. Her name is now Regina Jones, and she's a middleman who has become famous in Watson District recently. She said she has a way to suppress cyberpsychosis, and she wants us to save Andy's life and send him to her."

"Suppressing cyberpsychosis?"

Karl felt a little unconvinced: "Is this possible? Once this thing gets sick, it will never go back, right?"

"Let me tell you a secret that has long been spread on the streets: 'All the members of the Terrorist Squad are cyber psychopaths.' Can you guess where they got so many cyber psychopaths from and how they suppressed them?"

"You mean, the Terrorist Squad will select cyberpsychopaths to fill their ranks, and have a special method to suppress them?"

Listening to Karl's words, Johnson showed an expression that he had said nothing: "I can only say I don't know."

You're addicted to hiding things, right?

Although the Terrorist Assault Team is actually an independent organization, they are nominally members of the NCPD. You, the NCPD sheriff, are just pretending.

Isn't this a clear indication?

"Come on."

Carl leaned back on the passenger seat of the Law Enforcer.

"You'd better save my life, right? How much is the reward?"

"We will apply for a bonus for you. Regina also said that if we send someone over, she can give you 10,000 euros."

"Ten thousand euros?"

Carl hasn't taken on a small job like this for a while.

but
"It is ok."

Just think of it as a gesture of respect for Andy, who dared to kill his way through Yunding alone for his sister.

(End of this chapter)