Cyberpunk: 2075.

Chapter 116 94. Smashed into the Heart

"What happened, Carl?"

Jack watched Carl walk back in a daze, and was a little curious about his previous conversation with a stranger.

"Something happened."

Without letting his emotions affect others too much, Carl quickly adjusted himself: "Have you seen Mewtwo at the Ritz Bar?"

Knowing that Karl was changing the subject, Oliver continued to follow Karl’s words: “I haven’t looked yet. I’ve been choosing on the menu for a while, but I haven’t made a decision yet.”

"Is there anything special?"

"Customize your senses, customize your pain, a lot of details can be customized directly."

David said, "In order to prevent any special accidents, the super dream tablets sold on the market will have a certain degree of attenuation in sensory stimulation, but the super dream tablets here can be adjusted to 100%, or even higher, which is very exciting."

"for example?"

"for example."

David thought for a moment and said, "For example, you solved James Norris's Black Super Dream before. Here, you can adjust the pain sense to 150%. Although I don't think any madman would experience this level of stimulation."

"There's James Norris's Black Mewtwo. Could it be that the Mewtwo editor here is JK?"

Carl still has a crush on the Mewtwo editor who filmed him into the cyberpsychosis series twice.

"No, this is the work of another Mewtwo editor. Although JK is one of the best Mewtwo editors in Night City, he is too concerned with editing cyberpsychosis. In terms of adjustment technology, he is still a little behind the Mewtwo editor named JA."

“Isn’t it JK?”

Carl was originally still holding a grudge, and was thinking that if the editor of this place was JK, he would go after him and hang him up and beat him. But since he wasn't, there was no need to go through all that trouble.

"Do you want to buy some Mewtwo to take back? This place has custom-made Mewtwo. It's a rare visit here. It would be a shame if you don't buy some."

Carl was drinking sweet tea and was not interested in the Mewtwo in this place of indulgence. After all, this place didn't look like a place that sold gun-using tutorials and Mewtwo, but he remembered that Oliver liked this type of Mewtwo very much.

"I'm going to give it a try first."

Oliver picked out the Mewtwo he wanted. There were many Mewtwo access devices in the lobby of the Ritz Bar, which allowed him to directly connect to Mewtwo, but he was not bold enough to have certain physiological reactions in public, so after saying hello to a few people, he paid to get into a private room.

"Jack and David, what about you?"

"I'm not interested in this stuff. I'm just here with you today."

Jack shrugged and looked at David: "Want to try it, David?"

"Forget about this type."

David was a little shy about the array of erotic Mewtwo in the Ritz bar.

"Innocent little boy, yeah, I understand."

Carl said, "Let's have another round of drinks. This round is on my table. There's no real food in this bar. Aren't they afraid that people won't be able to replenish their energy if they consume too much?"

"I've been eating tacos, but they taste like plastic mixed with sawdust."

"It's rare to find something that you dislike, Jack."

“I am Mexican after all.”

After Jack finished saying this, he wanted to say something else, but suddenly his words stopped. He gestured to Carl, indicating Carl to look at a certain place.

"What's wrong?" Carl looked in the direction of Jack's gesture and understood why Jack suddenly stopped talking.

"Why would someone from Arasaka come to a place like this?"

What Carl saw were three company dogs dressed in Arasaka official employee uniforms.

It’s not that Arasaka’s company dogs can’t come to the Ritz Bar, but usually they will cover it up. There can only be one reason for them to come to the Ritz Bar openly like this.

'Business as usual'.

What happened?

It was not only Jack, David and Carl who were looking over at the moment who had such thoughts, but also some guests who had not yet connected to Mewtwo. Under their gaze, three Arasaka company employees came to a well-dressed middle-aged man who was looking at them in horror.

The Mox Gang member in charge of security at the Liz Bar walked over to find out what was going on, but before she got there, an Arasaka Corporation employee raised his hand to stop her.

"The company's private affairs will not be resolved here."

After hearing this, the Mox Gang member had no reason to intervene, so she nodded and walked aside.

The Ritz Bar does not care about conflicts among guests, as long as they do not fight or damage property in the Ritz Bar.

"What do you think happened, Carl?"

"It's probably because there was a casualty of the internal factional struggle."

Carl didn't have the idea of ​​delving into the company's internal affairs. This kind of thing was too common among companies and there was really nothing to worry about. However, he then noticed David's expression.

"Curious, David?"

"Internal struggle, what will happen?"

David stared at the pale-faced middle-aged man who was surrounded by three Arasaka company employees and was being dragged away. He had a bad feeling in his heart.

"I've already said I'm a victim, what else can it be?"

Carl put down the sweet tea he had finished drinking and stood up: "If you are interested, I will take you to see it. Jack, wait a moment, we will be back soon."

"Go back quickly."

Hearing Jack's voice, David stood up dazedly and started moving forward with Carl.

The two of them squeezed through the dense crowd at the Ritz Bar, followed behind the Arasaka company staff, and soon walked out of the back door with them.

"Take a good look at this, David. If you're going to join the Arasaka Corporation, you'll get used to this kind of thing sooner or later."

As Carl spoke in a relaxed manner, David watched as the pale middle-aged man was pinned down on the shoulders by two Arasaka employees, one on each side, and forced to kneel on the ground. Then the last Arasaka employee pulled out a gun Kenshin, which he was very familiar with, and pointed it at the middle-aged man's forehead.

"This is!!"

"Execution."

Along with Carl's light words, there was a not-too-loud gunshot, and then David saw the middle-aged man's body tremble under the impact of the gun, and then he fell to the ground with a thud without any reaction as the Arasaka personnel on both sides let go, and there was no sound anymore.

'thump. ’

This voice struck David's heart.

(End of this chapter)