Cyberpunk: 2075.

Chapter 287 49. Knife, Exposed

"I already got the stuff."

After taking the small box from V's hand, Kenichi Shiro used some tricks to open the box and checked it. After confirming that it was correct, he nodded to V.

"So this job is done?"

Carl came over and looked at the small box in Kenichi Shiro's hand, but he didn't have any extra curiosity to see what was inside. He raised his hand and pointed his thumb at Hera behind him: "I also brought you some gifts in the trunk. I can't guarantee that you will still be alive after the tossing on the road. Do you mind accepting the gifts, Mr. Kenichi Shiro?"

"Gift?"

Closing the small box again and putting it close to his body, Kenichi Shiro looked at the tattered Hera and asked, "What did you bring me?"

"We killed three of your security guards, oh, now we should call them former security guards, not one less, and stuffed them all into the trunk. We also gave them a Cloud Top Tiger Claw Gang manager as a gift. This gift is not bad, although it is not as good as the hovercraft you gave me."

"Not one less?"

A hint of surprise flashed in Kenichi Shiro's eyes. This surprise was not because he was surprised that Carl could bring back those people, nor was it because he gave him this gift. Instead, he said, "You actually held back and didn't kill them all. Instead, you brought them back to me."

"That's right. I'm the most popular mercenary in Night City. As for my services, unless the employer tells me to kill someone, I'll basically bring him back alive depending on the situation."

Carl still remembered that when Kenichi Shiro talked to him about his subordinates in the restaurant before, he unconsciously revealed a trace of regret for his deceased subordinates. Although Mr. Kenichi Shiro said that only the items would be enough, Carl thought that it might be better to bring people back as gifts.

And looking at the current situation, Carl was right.

“I am very satisfied with this gift.”

Kenichi Shiro said this, and his reaction seemed very calm. He said no more and just turned around.

The issue of personnel transfer will be handled by his subordinates. What he needs to do now is to carry his personal belongings back to the research floor of Arasaka Tower.

But he acted unconcerned. After taking a few steps, Kenichi Shiro stopped and looked at Carl. "As for the weapons we talked about this morning, go and contact Kazuya later. I'll have him make them for you with the best materials. If the weapons are damaged, you can come back and ask for a new one."

"Yeah, I remember."

Carl nodded to show that he understood. It was just the weapon warranty.

After nodding, Carl looked at Kenichi Shiro who was about to turn around and continue walking, and suddenly remembered something. He touched the knife on his body, pulled out the knife, and shouted to Kenichi Shiro: "By the way, Mr. Kenichi Shiro, can I also take the other weapons I got from here for maintenance?"

"What else did you get?"

Kenichi Shiro didn't remember what melee weapons Carl had taken away. With this doubt in mind, he stopped and turned back. When he turned back, he saw something very familiar in Carl's hand.

Knife?

A knife can be maintained anywhere, can't it be sharpened with something? Why must it be sharpened with something?
The more Kenichi Shiro looked at the knife in Carl's hand, the more familiar it looked, and he sensed something was wrong.

Wait a minute, that look, that shape
Kenichi Shiro's mouth opened wide in disbelief without him even noticing.

This, this knife is, no way, could this knife be? !
Kenichi Shiro, who had walked a few steps away, turned around, walked back quickly, stared at the knife in Carl's hand, his face full of disbelief.

At this moment, even the note pressed against my chest doesn’t matter anymore.

Anyway, six notes have been obtained, and the other contents written in a special way have also been almost deciphered. The newly obtained note can at most fill in the already incomplete information. Compared with this kind of information involving the Japanese area that is difficult to intervene in, the small knife in front of him is obviously more important now.

"Where did you get this knife?!"

Kenichi Shiro said this in a tone that could almost be described as a question.

There is absolutely nothing wrong with this shape, and Kenichi Shiro will definitely not make a mistake. This is definitely a special EMP knife developed by the Arasaka Tower Laboratory in Night City for the safety of important personnel. Why is Kenichi Shiro so familiar with it? That's because compared to EMP grenades, this knife has no other advantages except concealment, and it is quite resource-intensive to manufacture, so it has not been popularized, and the entire research department has only manufactured two.

And those two were all in the hands of one person.

"Where did you get this knife?"

Facing Kenichi Shiro, who was originally quite calm, but turned around and looked fierce, Carl didn't quite understand: "This is Haruko's apology to me."

"when!"

Carl took Kenichi Shiro's shock as a question and answered naturally: "During the Arasaka Tower meeting, when you, Mr. Kenichi Shiro, were waiting for me on the 44th floor, I went to report to Haruko because I had finished something. I complained that it was really troublesome to go up and down the elevator just to report, so she gave me this thing as an apology."

"Take this as an apology."

Kenichi Shiro felt his teeth clenching unconsciously.

Miss Haruko treasured this knife very much. It was a gift from her mother as a gift for her coming of age. She had kept it carefully. But, she gave it to Carl just because he complained about the trouble of going up and down the stairs?!
No, why?

"Uh is there a problem Mr. Kenichi Shiro?"

Seeing Kenichi Shiro looking like he wanted to say something but couldn't get it out of his throat and couldn't say it no matter what, his face even turned a little red, Carl didn't quite understand.

"no problem."

Kenichi Shiro is Kenichi Shiro, he is very good at cultivating his energy, after shouting in his heart without making any sound, he regained his composure, then suddenly turned around and left.

Looking at his back, Carl was stunned by the action. Two seconds later, he remembered why he called him.

"Wait, Mr. Kenichi Shiro, is this possible?"

"No."

Turning back, Kenichi Shiro suppressed the word "get out" in his throat and glared at Carl.

Carl subconsciously shrank his neck when Kenichi Shiro glared at him. He didn't know why he did that, but he felt that the look in Kenichi Shiro's eyes when he turned back was quite intimidating, which made him do it unconsciously.

"If it's not possible, then it's not possible. Why are you being so fierce?"

Carl was complaining in his mind, but a new file from Kenichi Shiro came through the communication.

Upon opening it, Carl discovered that it was a maintenance and repair manual, and from a cursory glance, it was the same manual that the knife in his hand belonged to.

Oh.

It turned out to be the case.

Carl understood immediately.

The reason why this isn't possible is because this weapon is very precious and the manufacturing department doesn't have the information, so I have to do the maintenance myself, right?

what the hell.

It would be enough to just say no directly, but he had to appear serious on the surface, yet he was very straightforward in the communication. To some extent, Mr. Kenichi Shiro was not very honest.

(End of this chapter)