Cyberpunk: 2075.

Chapter 441 54. Figure it out

"Did you hear that, Carl?"

"I heard it, it couldn't be clearer."

Turning up the volume of the car stereo, Carl said, "It's absolutely clear."

Originally, just because he had to fulfill the responsibility of guarantee, Carl hacked into the mercenary named Kiley and used his modified auditory receiving system and artificial eyes to observe the contact between their team and the contact person. Unexpectedly, he saw a good show.

"Esson-Breen."

Karl muttered the name, with a smile on his face: “It’s interesting.”

This name is very familiar to him.

This is something Jack would occasionally mention, a legend from the past of the Valentino Gang. I didn't expect to see it today.

"What do you think?"

V looked at Oriona and Kilai, who hurried out of the Sunset Hotel, got into the car with a box, and started the car quickly to leave. He asked Carl what he thought: "How much do you believe what that Eson-Breen said?"

"I don't believe a word of it."

Carl smiled even more happily:

"The cyber psychopaths in the Terrorist Squad are not so easy to deal with. Although according to the regulations, they are not qualified to attack civilians at will, their regulations even require that cyber psychopaths be warned once. Do you think they have done it?
Oh, it's not that they didn't do it, they just warned and acted at the same time. Oriona and Kilai were too naive, they actually thought that handing over the things would prevent the terrorist mobile team from coming to their door."

"How can they not believe it? No one is a fool. It's just a gamble."

V understood clearly:

“Once the stuff is delivered, the main goal of those cyberpsychopaths must be to try to recover the stuff from the people at the City Council;

This is like when the owner loses something and sees it at the hands of a colleague he dislikes, he will definitely try to get the item back from the colleague first. After all, if it is too late, the nominal colleague will find a good excuse to take the item back. For the people in the terrorist squad and the city council, the name is not a problem at all. The location of the item is the most important thing.
In the process, it is better for Oriona and Kilai to escape than for the items to be taken back at any time. We can talk to these little thieves first."

"It's hard to say."

Carl thought about the status of those cyber-psychopaths: "Evidence is not important at all. What's important is what this incident can bring. The evidence is there, and they have the final say on what they want to say. These two little thieves are really not as important as the bickering between the Terrorist Squad and the City Council."

According to the high-intensity missions carried out by the Terrorist Mobile Team, and the injections of drugs for mental stability at fixed times, it is not certain whether they can still have the concept of those two little thieves in their minds after they have quarreled with the people in the city council, or lost their interests and suffered losses in silence, or exchanged enough things.

Just like a company executive who finds that his things are missing, their first reaction is definitely not that a thief stole his things for personal gain, but that his enemy sent someone to steal his information.

Unqualified thieves are just petty thieves. Whether they clean up or not depends on whether they have the time and the mood. It's just something they do conveniently.

V looked at the car that had already started moving, with Oriona and Kilai sitting inside, and started the car as well. He followed behind them as a guarantor and asked Carl another question:
"How many minutes are left now?"

Apparently, he was asking how much time was left until Esson Blaine scheduled to call the Terrorist Squad.

"do not know."

V got an answer he had never expected.

"do not know?"

V turned his eyes slightly and looked at Carl: "You didn't remember it, I thought you would remember it and didn't pay attention to it."

"You just want me to use my brain, right?"

Karl shook his head: "It's not that I don't want to remember, it's just that I simply think there is no need to write down lies." "Lies?"

V thought about the conversation Carl had just had with him.

"How much do you believe what Esong-Breen said?"

'I don't believe it at all. '

V suddenly realized something, as if a flash of inspiration flashed through his mind, and he reacted instantly: "So what you meant just now, Carl, is that there is not a single truth in Eson Blaine's mouth?"

"almost."

Carl recalled what he saw of Esson Braine through the perspective of Kilai's artificial eye: "The scheduled twenty minutes, the reservation phone call to the Terrorist Mobile Team, the stuff belongs to the Terrorist Mobile Team, I think it's probably all a lie."

"All lies?"

Even after he realized what was happening, V still found it hard to believe.

"I'm not completely sure. I just said it's very likely, but I don't believe a word of it."

Carl's reasoning is simple:
"I have observed Esong-Breen through Kilai's artificial eye. You know, I can tell whether a person is lying by observing various pieces of information. To be honest, I have never seen a man like Esong-Breen, whose words are almost all lies. Oh, I can't say that I didn't see a single true word. I guess except for his self-introduction and the words that he wanted to see Oriona's ability, all of them were lies."

"Is it really that weird?"

V came to his senses and said, "So, I was also deceived?"

"You believe everything others say? You are too naive and easy to be fooled, V. I'm afraid that if someone says he is sent by the president, you will believe him."

"Fuck, why did you just tell me about the possible situation of the Terrorist Squad? You subconsciously led me into a trap."

"Let's find a topic to talk about. Besides, I only said it's very likely. I'm not 100% sure. What if it really is something from the Terrorist Squad? We have to be prepared to deal with it, right?"

"Fine."

V asked why Carl was laughing more and more happily just now. He had thought that Carl was going to meet his old acquaintances from the Terrorist Mobile Team, so he became excited because he had the same interest in fighting as himself. It seemed that from just now on, he was just watching himself being deceived and laughing foolishly.

It was a bit depressing, but V also thought of a way to verify it at this time: "Okay, let's call Cormac and ask. If it really involves the work of the Terrorist Mobile Team, we have to pay more. Cormac doesn't have the courage to tell us false information. In other words, from the beginning, this matter can be confirmed not to exist?!"

"Nothing is 100% certain. What if Cormac learns from Faraday?"

Carl smiled even more happily.

"Fuck, you've figured it out a long time ago, just look at me!"

"It's okay, think positively, V. At least you've figured it out now. It's better than those two rookies who panicked when they heard about the Terrorist Squad and didn't even bother to verify it."

Carl watched the car in front of him with Oriona and Kilay driving faster and faster, and he was looking forward to what would happen next.

Why would you deliberately lie to them? What's the purpose?
Do you want them to turn around and rush somewhere within a limited time, or do you just want them to drive faster?

What dangers may arise if cars drive faster and faster?
The scene in front of him made Karl understand.

He saw a heavy truck rushing out from the side of an intersection and crashing straight into the vehicle where Oriona and Kilay were.

The answer is a car accident.

(End of this chapter)