Cyberpunk: 2075.

Chapter 472 85. Could it be him?
"Here is the place."

There was a discussion about Christmas, which came to an end after everyone agreed to send messages to relatives and friends. As the vehicles stopped, everyone who went out today arrived at their destinations.

"I have heard Lucius Lane's press conference on behalf of the city council countless times since I was a child. I also have watched it countless times when I was bored. But if nothing unexpected happens today, this should be the last time we see it."

Oliver said with some emotion, but Jack was not too sentimental: "Wilton Holt is really efficient. Although he said before that he arranged Lucius Lane's schedule, it is still pathetic to hold a press conference to mention Lucius Lane so soon. His deputy is deliberately trying to kill him, and he can't bear it when he gets the chance."

"Deputy mayor, deputy mayor. To put it bluntly, he is just a deputy mayor. There is only one mayor above him. As a creature of power, it would be strange if Wilton Holt did not have such thoughts. However, there are really many people here today. Fortunately, we are disguised."

Looking at the reporters and the crowds in the distance who had arrived long before them, Oliver was now glad that he had changed his appearance in the car, otherwise, with the density of reporters, they would have been recognized on the spot. It was not like now, when those reporters glanced over and found that they were unfamiliar people and an "ordinary" Hera, and they no longer cared.

In response to those occasional glances, Oliver continued:

"If we reveal our true appearance and they see our team present, what do you think their reaction will be? Will they scatter or rush over to interview us directly?"

"I guess it's the latter."

Carl still has confidence in the courage of the journalists: "They even dare to interview the people of the Whirlpool Gang, so why shouldn't they dare to interview us? We are not man-eating monsters."

V also agreed with Carl's well-reasoned comparison: "Compared to the Uzumaki Gang, we are indeed much kinder."

"You can't compare yourself to those crazy people in the Uzumaki Gang."

Jack said, looking at the crowded crowd and asked, "Should we squeeze in? I heard that the original press conference was planned to be held in a heavily guarded room, but later it seemed that at the request of Wilton Holt, they used some reason to promote the mayor's appearance and deepen the impression, and moved it to a place like the company square. Even if there are a lot of people in this place, it won't be difficult for us to squeeze in."

"Why should we squeeze in? This place doesn't require us to do anything. We can sneak in and then it will be our turn. Now we have to see if Wilton Holt can complete the first half of the plan."

Oliver looked around and suddenly saw someone familiar. He signaled to his companions, "Look, the NCPD is here too. A bunch of them have completely different mentalities and weapons and equipment than the people around them. Could that be the special operations team led by Andy?"

"They are covered in fine equipment, many of which are branded. They seem to be better than the last time I saw them. I also saw the military-grade 'M-179 Achilles'. This thing needs frequent repairs and is very expensive. They are equipped with them. It seems that Mr. Johnson used all the money he embezzled to arm the NCPD. The equipment has been upgraded to a higher level. I think the equipment of the special operations team is not much different from the conventional weapons of the terrorist mobile team."

Jack stared at their weapons, quite surprised.

"It's definitely a big difference, but it's definitely much better than the situation in the past where people carrying Lexingtons on the streets couldn't even penetrate the subcutaneous armor. At least now the gang members who still want to rely on subcutaneous armor to do evil on the streets, a gang member who single-handedly fights four or five NCPD officers, now has more than a dozen bullet holes in his body and the magazine is empty."

Carl continued, "NCPD is well-trained, and even has a bunch of regular personnel who graduated from police academies. They are not bad in skills and combat capabilities. They also know how to cooperate and work as a team better than gang members. They couldn't beat the gang members before, but that was just the difference in equipment.

Now that we have upgraded our equipment, let alone comparing ourselves to the Six Street Gang, whose elites have all received military training, we can kill our own people when we get crazy. In the past, we relied on the Vortex Gang with modified hardness, so what problem could there be? "

"Street gangs have become more restrained now. When I was doing private work recently, I didn't see many people racing and fighting on the streets." V also felt the change: "In the past, if you got into trouble, the terrorist squad would be dispatched. Now it's all handled by the NCPD."

"So the people above are also very satisfied with the current situation of NCPD. After all, the company's people have maintained some places in the city center very well. It's just that Mr. Johnson seems to be always being wooed by the city council recently. Those people are quite smart and know what is the most useful thing to do in this city. I heard from Andy that the prices offered by those well-dressed and pretentious councillors are not low."

Listening to Karl's words, Jack felt it was very normal: "No one should be stupid enough to think that they are a congressman and the people below have to listen to them. If they don't give them benefits, they can just order them to work."

"Who knows."

As Carl was speaking, he noticed Andy in the NCPD and started to move forward: "I'll go to Andy's place to find out first, you guys keep an eye on the periphery."

"Remember to tell Andy about Christmas. He didn't even reply."

"I guess I'm busy so I can't reply. I'll tell you."

Carl nodded to Jack who had spoken, and then disappeared into the crowd.

The crowd was very crowded, but it was not difficult for Carl to find the gap between the swaying crowd and pass through. He was like a fish swimming in the waves, and his movements were not restricted by anything. When Andy realized someone was approaching him, Carl was already in front of him.

“Outsiders are standing outside the cordon.”

Seeing that there was no press card hanging on Karl’s chest, Andy raised his hand to signal Karl to step back, and at the same time added: “Non-staff members are not allowed to enter.”

"I'm a staff member."

Carl took out a cell phone and turned it over, apparently wanting to use the document displayed on the screen to ask Andy to confirm his identity. However, when Andy saw the phone, he already knew the identity of the unfamiliar visitor.

Andy is quite familiar with this modified mobile phone that can be used as a small bomb.

Without changing his expression, Andy nodded slightly: "Come in."

As he said this, Andy turned his head slightly and glanced at Mayor Lucius Lane on the stage behind him.

"Will he be Carl's mission officer this time?"

(End of this chapter)