Cyberpunk: 2075.

Chapter 464 77. Mr. KK
"The transport personnel are fine, and the verification is correct. Pass it."

The personnel at the outpost outside Night City watched Adecado's truck slowly drive past them, and watched the account changes displayed on their artificial eyes, their expressions unchanged, and they quickly greeted the next vehicle.

I was lucky today. When I was on shift, Adecardo's car passed by and I made a little extra money.

"I'm lucky. Today I'm being checked by an acquaintance."

The truck driver of Adecado said to Carl who was sitting in the passenger seat: "Last time when we were transporting goods, a new guy came and it took us a long time to get him through."

“Is the inspection so easy now?”

Carl watched as he didn’t even get out of the car, and the Adecado driver just opened the window and stuck his head out to successfully complete the verification, and he had a general impression of the current cargo transportation.

"It's OK as long as you can save face, but you also have to know the rules. Try not to carry any prohibited items that shouldn't be carried. Even if you're caught, you'll have to bear the consequences yourself. As long as the city council isn't idle to check, nothing will happen. Even if there's something wrong and you're put in jail for a while, you'll be released on bail."

The driver that Adecado sent to help Carl transport things this time said this, and also mentioned what they were transporting now:
"But the thing behind us is not within this range. At most, we can only smuggle some real meat and firearms in. If something like you, KK, is discovered, you will have to come forward, otherwise it will be difficult to explain."

"This thing is true"

Carl nodded in understanding.

Once the transportation of ACPA is discovered, it will not be so easy to solve. This is not a simple matter like transporting real meat that can be handled by sending some ordinary NCPD police officers. No matter how minor the incident is, it will be brought to the table of the City Council, and it may become a political incident.

The people in the city council would not believe that this thing belonged to Carl's team, because of Carl and his team's identity as mercenaries, those people with extremely strong paranoia would most likely suspect that this ACPA was transported in by someone who commissioned Carl's team behind the scenes, and the target of those people behind the scenes might be themselves who did not get the relevant information.

By then, the incident will have nothing to do with Carl and his team. The people in the city council may have divided factions into groups and started taking action in various places, and the news should be able to report it for a while.

In fact, if the city council was just suffering from paranoia and cleaning each other up, Carl wouldn't mind. After all, he would be happy to take on some work during this period. However, if the price was the disposal of ACPA, that would not be good.

For ACPA that has not been exposed, basically every gang will hide some for their own use, but for ACPA that has been exposed, it can only be "specially handled". The last time it was exposed to the public, Carl personally participated in the ACPA incident, and the military technology and Arasaka's press release person argued for a long time. This is a terrifying "big toy" that would be escalated to the political level if it was exposed.

Sitting in the moving truck, Carl was actually thinking about Saul's suggestion to store ACPA in Adecado, but some things always require some obsession.

Ever since he lost both forearms due to this thing, Carl has remembered it. In addition to the ideas of other people in the team, Carl's own desire to follow the research also played an important role when he returned home this time.

To operate ACPA, special prostheses and equipment need to be installed. Carl naturally would not choose to add burden to his body just to operate such a thing. What he wants more is to find the weakness of this thing by disassembling and studying ACPA.

The tutorials and equipment information about ACPA are all top secret. Even if you can buy related Black Super Dream and information on the black market, they are limited. It is definitely not as good as directly studying an ACPA in front of you. As long as Carl studies this ACPA thoroughly, he will be able to apply what he has learned to other ACPAs when the time comes.

Carl doesn't need to reverse-engineer the information to crack ACPA, as V may be interested in that aspect. What Carl wants is to know where ACPA is burdened, where it will not notice, and where its weak points are when it is in action. Then, when he really encounters it, he can carry out surgical precision strikes on those thoroughly researched areas.

"As long as we study this thing thoroughly, Adam's Hammer wearing the Dragoon Modified Armor will be close."

Carl still remembered that in the past battle with Adam's Hammer, he could only attack the weakest part, the eyes, because he was unfamiliar with it. According to his understanding of Adam's Hammer, Adam's Hammer would definitely not leave this weakness next time. If they meet again, he would have to rely on his understanding of armor to dismantle it.

As the saying goes, three times is the limit. Carl and Adam have competed twice. Once he was defeated miserably, once it was a draw due to the lack of teamwork, and the third time.

Carl would have to make this legendary crusher kneel down in front of him.

'Not far away.'

He clenched his hands and felt the strength in his arms, but Karl looked outside through the glass in front of the car window.

After driving into the city and passing through Santo Domingo, they encountered a group of NCPD officers blocking the road on their way through Haywood to Watson District from downtown.

Judging from the situation, it seems that something happened on the road ahead. "No passage is allowed ahead, please take a detour."

A woman in an NCPD police uniform came to the front of the truck and gestured for the truck to take a detour, but Carl lowered the window because she looked familiar: "Oleona?"

"You are .KK?"

When accepting the Cormac mission, Oriona, who had met Carl once, was stunned for a moment, and then her expression changed slightly: "You actually started taking transport jobs?"

"I wonder how a former mercenary became the NCPD."

After hearing what Carl said, Oriona looked at him, then looked around:

"Didn't I get rescued by you and the NCPD that time? You know, the family bloodline incident. After that incident, Cormac and Killai both died. I didn't have many acquaintances in the city. I originally listened to the old captain and wanted to continue working as a mercenary under him.

As a result, at that time, Andy invited me and asked me if I wanted to try out for some special team of NCPD. I took into consideration my uncle’s situation and thought that maybe he would plan to take revenge on my family after he was released from prison, so.”

"So you accepted Andy's invitation?"

"I guess so. My dad always told me to find a proper job, preferably one related to some crappy military technology. I never expected that I would end up in the NCPD."

Oriona sighed, "Seeing you reminded me of the atmosphere in the team now. When I first joined, I didn't know how you did it. Everyone in the team respected you. It wasn't until I got the first bonus that I understood why so many people were willing to work for you at your request.

Damn it, being a cop makes more money than being a mercenary, it's safe, and the benefits are good. If I had known this, I would have been a mercenary and worked under you as a cop. People on the street say that you don't even want to be a cop, so I guess you don't want others to take your position."

"My subordinates, working for me?"

The more Carl listened, the more puzzled he felt: "Is that how Andy promoted it?"

"No need to advertise. Everyone in NCPD knows that everyone can eat well, drink well, get a lot of money, and get equipment. Who is helping? But you don't seem to have any idea at all."

Oriona complained and waved to the other NCPD officers, "Make way, clean it up, it's Carl."

Hearing that it was Carl, the NCPD who were setting up a cordon nearby started to commotion, and then acted quickly. Half a minute later, a cleared route appeared in front of the truck.

"Come on over, our legendary Mr. KK."

Oriona folded her hands and said, "Remember to come to the NCPD station to eat together when you have time. Everyone in the station is waiting for you to come and show yourself. I still owe you a life."

"As long as you don't call me sir, everything is fine. Besides, this is too corny for our legend."

Carl complained and waved to Oriona: "I'll go when I'm free. Say hello to Andy and Mr. Johnson for me."

'How are you?'

Watching the truck that Carl was riding in slowly passing by, Oriona glanced at her colleagues standing on both sides, watching them behave respectfully even though they clearly couldn't see it.

"I'm afraid everyone will have to say hello to you in the future. Damn, the NCPD has become the KK's lair."

Having said that, Orionna looked at her account where she had just received her salary, and then thought about her life that had been saved, so she stood still and saluted the car that Carl was sitting in.

Mr. KK.
This time the favor is really not over.

(End of this chapter)