Cyberpunk: 2075.

Chapter 559 172. Never Fades Away

"So what's the matter with Karl? It's rare that you would think of coming to me."

After watching the members of Carl's team get off the hovercraft, Kerry picked up a few bottles of wine and threw them over one by one: "Why don't I see Jack? Isn't he coming over?"

"He went with Misty."

Oliver took the drink and looked at it: "Old-fashioned tequila, what a coincidence."

"What's a coincidence?"

Kerry didn't quite understand: "Isn't this the wine I always keep at home? Haven't you all drunk it several times? Forget it, come in and sit down first."

Kerry called a few people to go inside. Out of the corner of his eye, he noticed Qiuqiu, who was held in V's hand, with his limbs constantly moving like paddling. "Why did you bring your dog with you? It's a rare sight."

"It's been a while since we last met, so I'd like to let you meet me."

Carl glanced at the dog and spoke to Kerry.

"It's been a while since we last met. Can I meet you?"

Kerry was getting more and more confused: "It's just a dog, what's there to see?"

"You'll find out later."

"Karl, why are you so mysterious today?"

Although Kerry was puzzled, when the owner of the villa began to lead Carl and the others into the house, Carl sensed that the dog's struggle had increased, so he intervened slightly.

'Hey, kid! Stop fucking wasting time and get this shit out of my mouth! This feels like some bullshit game and it's fucking terrible! I need to talk to Kerry, come on!'

"What are you mumbling about? I don't understand."

Disconnect access.

The dog struggled even harder, but V had a firm hold on the scruff of the neck and it couldn't get away.

Obviously Mr. Dog has not been able to fully adapt to this body, otherwise it would be impossible for the ball, which has been almost transformed into a killing weapon by V and T-BUG, to be unable to break free from even this little restraint.

According to Carl's evaluation, if Qiuqiu could fully utilize his body now, it would not be difficult for him to wipe out an entire company team. He might even be much more capable than Mr. Dog when he was alive. It was a pity that such an awesome body fell into the hands of Mr. Dog who had just taken over, and he couldn't even escape V's palm.

Entering Kerry's villa, Brown greeted Carl and others inside.

Their team is now taking turns patrolling outside. Now it is Brown's turn to rest, but he didn't expect to run into Carl and others visiting.

"I haven't seen you for a while. I heard that you recently took over Arasakase Nobuyuki's job. How come you are free now? Is this over?"

Brown glanced at Carl and the others, and also noticed that Jack was not there: "Speaking of which, where is Jack?"

"I went with Misty. If I were alive, it would have ended the day before yesterday."

Karl found a sofa and sat down: “It’s a good job.”

"The day before yesterday?"

Hearing this particularly familiar time, Kerry and Brown both raised their eyebrows and thought about it for a while. Then, as a mercenary, Brown, who was more sensitive to things, reacted first: "That time was not Arasaka Saburo."

Halfway through his speech, Brown suddenly realized something, stared at Carl, and said tentatively: "I remember that time, it was said that a military technology agent assassinated Saburo Arasaka, right?"

"That's right, I was there. You don't know how quickly Arasaka Saburo died. He just opened his eyes and closed them and he was gone. The Militech agents were so decisive. They shot the old man dead with just one shot."

You were at the scene when Saburo Arasaka died, right? Hearing Carl's rap-like tone, Brown and Kerry, two friends who knew Carl well, could tell something was wrong.

If it was really an assassination by agents of Militech, would Carl have spoken in that tone?
Based on Carl's personality, he might even complain that they were too decisive and didn't even let me shoot them to help.

He didn't say that, and he didn't even express regret for not having a hand in killing Saburo Arasaka. Apart from the tiny possibility that Carl had changed his temper, there was only...
"I remember the agent who assassinated Saburo Arasaka. His disguised name was Allen."

Brown suddenly said this.

He looked at Karl and said, "I have some impression of this name. I seem to have heard someone mention it before."

"It's a common name after all."

Carl smiled and responded with a smile to Brown and Kerry who immediately understood the truth of the matter.

"You really did something remarkable."

After Kerry understood what his friend had done in that incident, the expression on his face was first shock and disbelief, and finally turned into a kind of excitement as if he understood: "That old guy, his death was really a relief."

"Who says it isn't?"

As Carl was speaking, he suddenly discovered that the dog in V's hand seemed to have finally mastered some of its body's abilities. Two mechanical limbs that were originally used to assist in climbing extended from its back, and it pushed away V's hand that had been holding him.

V, who was pushed by the mechanical limb, was able to easily resist the small force, but he was curious about what the dog would do when he could catch it at any time, so he let go.

The dog's landing made little sound due to the shock-absorbing devices installed on its legs. Then it moved extremely quickly, moving its limbs and rushing past the people who were chatting.

Brown naturally noticed the noise, but after all, this was the dog brought by Carl and his friends, so he just took a curious look. Kerry, who heard the noise, felt his trouser leg being brushed, and when he noticed Carl and his friends' dog passing by him and turned his head, he saw the dog rushing to the corner where he placed his musical instrument.

That's where the dog rushed.
"What happened to your dog? Did the program go wrong? Why did it go straight to my guitar collection?"

Kerry placed several guitars on the wall of the instrument corner. Each guitar was expensive and even custom-made. Although Kerry would not mind giving them away if Carl and his friends wanted a few, a dog went straight to the guitar.
"What's wrong with this?"

“It’s not so much a problem.”

Carl stared at the dog who used his mechanical limbs to take a guitar off the wall: "I'm more curious about how he uses this auxiliary stand and starts playing."

"bomb?"

Kerry was even more confused: "Your dog can play the guitar?"

“My dog ​​can’t.”

Carl looked at the dog who plucked the guitar strings twice and seemed to find the feeling instantly.

"But Johnny Silverhand does."

"Who are you talking about?!"

Just as Kerry was shocked by the name, he heard a familiar voice.

That was a tune that only one person could play in his memory.

"This melody is"

Kerry's eyes widened.

"Never fade away!"

(End of this chapter)