Cyberpunk: 2075.

Chapter 478 91. It will end soon

Harvard, this is not a common surname, at least not in today's new America. If you ask a military technology employee to evaluate this surname, no matter who they are, they will probably think of that big shot first.

Lucas Harford is the CEO of a military technology company.

A company leader who has reached one of the top positions in the world.

Carl's guess was not wrong. The reason why Lucius Lane no longer respected Arasaka was because there was someone behind him. However, no one would have thought that the person standing behind Lucius Lane, the mayor, would be the CEO of Military Technology himself.

For Night City, a place where Militech has failed once before, Lucas Harford is not trying to unify it by force like his former Militech CEO, Rosalind Miles, now the new US President;

He was more interested in a mild invasion. He did not want to see another conflict with Arasaka or a corporate war. It would be too much of a loss for the company. In comparison, the price paid to win over a mayor was not worth mentioning.

Faced with Lucas Harford's solicitation, Lucius Lane, who had long been increasingly dissatisfied with Arasaka, happily changed his position and became a traitor. After the Free State and Arasaka, he leaned towards the military technology camp.

It doesn't matter who I work for, as long as I am the mayor. It's not that Arasaka is bad, but I am still a North American after all, and military technology has more room for me.

After explaining to Lucas Harford what happened today, Lucius Lane got what he wanted.

Lucas Harvard promised that he would give Lucius Lane a generous political donation in the future. That money would ensure that Lucius Lane would far surpass his opponents in publicity and achieve the best support effect.

This suggestion obviously satisfied Lucius Lane, so after polite compliments and responses, Lucius Lane hung up the communication channel that originated from the military technology satellite.

The shadow of today's accident, along with this phone call, has left Lucius Lane. He has now returned to being the fat mayor who is always confident in front of the public.

Next, it’s time to enjoy yourself.

Lucius Lane left the soundproof place where he was staying in the club, which was specially built for guests who needed to communicate, and went to the box that he had reserved using Wilton Holt's "Nameless Card", which would never bring him any stain even if it was exposed.

When he entered the box, he found that the Mewtwo he used to relax before enjoying himself had been placed in the box.

But he was not in a hurry to use Mewtwo. The excitement of getting the political donation from talking to Lucas Harford was still in his heart. He still needed to calm down for a while and think carefully about how to use the money and what price he would have to pay.

Lucius Lane lit a cigar.

Funding military technology is not just a monetary transaction; it requires corresponding returns.

And for Lucius Lane, it's time to separate the Badlands from Night City's law enforcement area.

Military technology has controlled almost all the border areas of Night City. Once the Badlands is out of control, the comprehensive encirclement of military technology will be completely completed. Arasaka's North American stronghold is in the absolute encirclement. If a war really breaks out, this will be the first place to be eradicated.

Military technology will be very satisfied with this return of favor.

Lucius Lane was smoking a cigar and thinking, but what he didn't know was that in this small box, someone was watching him from the ceiling.

"Why isn't he looking? We rushed to put the virus-infected Mewtwo in front of him, and he used it, foaming at the mouth and dying. The deal was done. Why is he smoking a cigar? What else is he doing? He's already had enough time with just foreplay. Can he do it?"

Oliver was in the car, watching the situation through the artificial eye connected to his teammates, and couldn't help but complain:

"What if he doesn't use Mewtwo? According to the plan, this guy will die accidentally, and the autopsy report will say that he had a heart attack because of the shock of the scene in Mewtwo. If he doesn't watch it, and the sex doll he ordered comes later, and he enjoys deleting the sex doll's memory and walks away, then our mission will fail."

"What if I don't look at it? It's very simple."

Carl remembered the division of tasks clearly. Wilton Holt's part was to send Lucius Lane to the 'Red Queen's Race' club, and then how to make Lucius Lane die of a heart attack due to the insertion of Mewtwo was the business of Carl and his team.

Since it is their business, why not just do it in their style? They have already sneaked in, and the sound insulation in this box is very good, so they can do whatever they want.

Compared to fancy methods, Carl prefers simpler ones because he is lazy.

and so.

"Hello."

Lucius Lane was thinking when he suddenly heard a greeting that shouldn't be here. Then he subconsciously looked in the direction of the voice, but was stunned to find that the lampshade on the ceiling was opened, and a blood-red figure fell down under the reddish light in the box.

'Who are you?!'

Before this thought came out of his mind, Lucius Lane's other reaction was even faster.

He immediately burst out with a speed that was inconsistent with his body size and rushed straight to the seat next to him. There was an emergency help button at that position.

"This is not okay."

Lucius Lane’s outburst was fast, but in front of the newcomer, it was obviously just that, and his intentions were too obvious.

"Control him, Jack."

"You're too lazy to do anything, Carl?"

Along with the complaints, Lucius Lane found that a strong man was standing next to him without him knowing when, and his hand had grabbed him.

Those hands were like iron chains, locking his shoulders like that, and Lucius Lane couldn't move at all.

'Oops. '

As he realized that he was being subdued, Lucius Lane recognized two names.

Jack, and.
“Karl!?!”

Lucius Lane's exclamation was not heard outside the box due to the sound insulation. His disbelieving voice only echoed in the box.

"Oh, I was discovered. It's all your fault, Jack. Why did you call me by my name? I had disguised my face."

"You were the one who called my name first, Carl."

"Is that right?"

Carl didn't care.

His face changed, and under Lucius Lane's increasingly horrified gaze, Carl returned to his original appearance, then picked up the Mewtwo chip on the table, turned around and smiled at him.

"Bear with the pain, it will only last for a moment and will be over soon, Mr. Lucius Lane."

All Lucius Lane needs to do is insert the chip, so forcible insertion is also insertion.

(End of this chapter)