Cyberpunk: From Dogville to Legend

Chapter 171 Running Wild to Rotting (1.1 words)

Two hours ago.

The woman in the mirror wore a smooth lipstick, gently wiping away the missing touch of light pink.

Emma felt happy.

At least in some respects, she now has a pitiful sense of security.

Just as this vivid, blood-like color slowly filled the pale lips, the situation in Dogtown gradually became chaotic, just one spark away from igniting the powder keg...

Emma's perspective slowly shifts downwards:
The framed picture shows a girl holding a girl, with Hans leaning on a gentleman's cane beside her; everything seems unchanged.

But Emma knew that her body, mind, and life were out of control, and with each run, the falling pieces proved that everything was rushing toward decay.

Her breathing quickened, and she instinctively pressed her hand on the medicine bottle beside her.

But after hesitating for a long time, she gradually let go of his hand.

It is true that one cannot easily bypass the word "morality," and Emma was undoubtedly in pain whenever she was sober.

She knew how she had been betrayed by those closest to her; the fabricated illusion of a perfect life couldn't withstand scrutiny, and the pain of being cut by a knife felt all the more real.

Footsteps came from behind.

Whether it was an illusion or not, the holographic mirror in front of her flickered. Emma's eyes entered, and she continued working on her makeup—

"Is something wrong, darling?"

Hanz placed his silver prosthetic arm on Emma's shoulder and let out a soothing sigh.

"very beautiful."

Emma hummed in agreement. "Thank you... but I'd rather hear your words of reluctance."

A gambler at his wit's end will always buy a lottery ticket, and Emma never stopped buying "hope" from Hans, but Hans just smiled faintly:
“Some things require ruthlessness, and you said you were prepared… Emma.”

The man's breathing near her ear aroused Emma's strong urge to vomit again.

Thank goodness, Hans abandoned his plans to go any further.

Hans squeezed Emma's shoulder. "We've done business with Europeans before, but... these are special times, and it's hard to guarantee that outsiders won't sneak in."

Emma finished applying her eyeliner. "Just say it."

Hanz held a chip in his hand. "When you're close enough, find a way to import the data."

"Of course, this isn't some company's technology; it's a reward from another investor."

If Lin Yue knew about these things, his understanding of Hanz's cautious and prudent nature would be even more profound...

With layers of safety measures in place, they were afraid that the chair they were sitting on might not stay stable.

Emma's hand stiffened for a moment. She turned her head slightly and asked curiously, "Hans...aren't there enough people in the company? You and I both know that there's no such thing as a free lunch...what's the price for this? We're all in this together. Don't make things difficult for us later."

Hanz paced back and forth, holding the chip with obvious surprise.

"It's all business. My anonymous friends are also very curious about this Rin. It seems they want to do everything they can to win over this corporate dog."

"This thing is an icebreaker. I don't understand the technical aspects... but it's said to be very effective against those 'ghosts' and hackers in cyberspace."

Emma's knuckles began to turn white.

At this critical juncture, how could such a thing happen? The excitement and joy of secretly meeting her lover was gradually replaced by a chill.

"Oh?"

Emma tried to keep her tone calm, "I thought the company was being so generous."

Emma's words had unexpectedly heightened someone's suspicions.

Hans squinted. "From the very beginning you've been talking about the company... have you been watching me?"

This woman, whom he had reluctantly dragged onto the boat, clearly now possessed the means to challenge him.

Emma stood up, her curves barely concealed beneath her sheer dress. "I've helped with the business, and you're bringing the company's women into the workroom, expecting me to pretend I didn't see it... You've been selfish enough, Wade Blick. I'll do as you ask."

The woman took the chip from Hanz's hand.

The shrewd middleman smiled as he looked at his empty hand and slowly withdrew it.

"This key wouldn't work on a normal person, but if he's that guy from Arasaka, this program will make him lose the ability to hide his whereabouts—this is to ensure tomorrow's business; if everything is a misunderstanding..."

"Then I will naturally find a way to make Europeans happy."

Emma's feet were tucked into strappy sandals, and she draped a shawl that suppressed kitsch trends yet carried a touch of militaristic formality, making her look elegant and charming.

Important decisions are often made when the face is expressionless and calm.

This is about Mr. Rin. Emma, ​​who is usually too lazy to say more than a few words to Hans, is wearing jewelry. "Wouldn't it be detected if these programs were written into a normal person's brain?"

Hanz spread his hands.

He thought that Emma, ​​a woman who was willing to use her body as capital in order to maintain her status, was seeking a guarantee—she was probably afraid that the European would find out and cause her trouble.
Hans could only gently comfort her, "Without a source of fire, the fuse won't explode... Trust me, but I must make one thing clear: if any problems arise, my men will immediately protect your safety."

Emma stared at her husband, "Hans... you need to change your ways. You want to play the double-crossing game, right? You'll never lose, it's always your style. Do you think Europeans will obediently listen to you?"

Hanz paused for a moment, then smiled with a sense of satisfaction, as if he had watched the other person grow up.

"You've always been the one who understands me."

"All I need is this batch of weapons and equipment. Once I get the money, I can return it to the supplier. Sometimes business is just a machine. I work for a fuel company, and sometimes all that's missing in a car is a cup of ethanol to get it running."

“Distant water cannot quench immediate thirst, I hope you understand this principle… Emma. The only companies that have influence in Night City are these few. Europeans would never be able to squeeze into this city, at most they are some distributors.”

"They suffered a loss, so they can just go back with their backsides clenched."

Emma's eyes grew increasingly mocking.

She held up the chip, "How do we determine if the write was successful? His information is on the biometric database; Europeans don't play tricks."

Hanz smiled slightly, "Then there's no need for biometrics. You certainly wouldn't want to stuff this into your brain, and he didn't bring anyone with him. Whether the information was written in or not... I certainly know."

It seems that even after being fired by his company, Wade still has a knack for understanding human selfishness.

Pity…

Emma's eyes began to turn venomous; this thing only existed in her own brain.

She concealed her emotions and said, "Aren't you going to say goodbye?"

“You’re always texting your lover to say goodbye, yet your wife is going to meet the European who left her covered in blood… and you’re not worried at all.”

Hans was a little puzzled. "The trauma team shouldn't have found anything wrong, darling."

Emma chuckled softly, "That's because you don't know how he treated me... My heart was deeply wounded. That European pervert, he liked to choke me and torture my skin with his cold prosthetic hand—"

Hanz's expression darkened. "No one could have predicted what would happen at the Azure Building. It was all someone else's blood, not yours... Alright, stop being so stubborn, go now."

The victorious woman sneered.

It might be good to disgust Hanz one last time...

With the expected disappointment, Emma was relieved that Hanz's choice remained firm.

Even though her clothes are alluring, she is actually wearing an invisible armor, gradually moving towards a layer of deep-seated worries.

……

The door behind Lin Yue closed gently.

He noticed that many network devices were operating in the room. The woman's soft body touched his chest, and he lowered his head slightly, giving Emma a cheek kiss.

Emma's actions, however, cannot be considered innocent.

The kiss that landed carried a stubborn, fierce intensity, and the hot breath exhaled from his nostrils caught Lin Yue off guard for a moment…

“It’s a pleasure to meet you again, madam.”

Lin Yue placed his hand behind Emma's waist, putting on quite a show.

Emma whispered, "Me too."

Her nose greedily savored the familiar scent brought only by the sensory connection, and she reluctantly withdrew from the embrace.

Emma didn't dare look Rin in the eye, only wanting to avoid his gaze. She gently opened one arm and said, "Sit down."

Lin Yue loosened his tie and spoke fluent German, "I missed you so much after leaving Ganbi last time. I swear, some women are like fine wines made by master craftsmen—you can never forget them. Where's Hanz?"

Emma chuckled softly, "He's not here..."

Looking at Emma's expression, Lin Yue wondered if Hanz's temples would throb upon hearing this.

Emma's voice then turned colder, "I heard everything... Get the gentleman some drinks."

Lin Yue said calmly, "It's really good, thank you."

Emma paused for a moment, then asked, "What's wrong?"

Lin Yue's words had a hidden meaning.

"Someone is watching me, so I can't drink."

At this moment, Emma covered her mouth and smiled ingratiatingly, "How could that be... You're overthinking it. We value the privacy of our guests who are preoccupied with their own worries very much. You're just tired, aren't you?"

Immediately afterwards, her hand intentionally or unintentionally stroked Lin Yue's chest back and forth.

Lin Yue glanced down at Emma. She didn't have any extensive prosthetic modifications; she only had her own delicate, natural skin. Therefore, the obvious scratches on her wrists were still clearly visible even in this environment.

He looked around with a stern face.

"Dogtown is a real den of scoundrels. I've seen plenty of dishonest business people, but this place is unique. You think you can ride roughshod over me? You're not quite there yet."

"You know what, madam, the market research results really annoy me—is Mr. Hans planning to make a fortune behind my back? How incredibly naive..."

Emma's movements became more aggressive, and she pressed her body tightly against Lin Yue's arm.

Her red lips brushed close to his ear, and she whispered in an almost inaudible voice, "The people from the company... Hans is here too. Be even angrier and make them break it off themselves."

Lin Yue nodded secretly.

Emma sat beside her, lifting her skirt to reveal a glimpse of her fair skin that was almost dazzling.

"You're unhappy, aren't you—"

She suddenly straddled Lin Yue in front of her, saying, "I can help you cool down."

"Uh."

But the next second, a strong hand grabbed Emma's white, jade-like neck!

—As the expensive glassware on the coffee table spilled onto the floor, shards of glass splattered everywhere.

Lin Yue's sinister eyes were fixed on Emma, ​​who was barely able to breathe.

Especially when paired with his deep-set eyes, which are typical of Germanic features, he appears even more ferocious.

He squeezed out a sentence from his gleaming white teeth.

"Test me?"

Lin Yue's prosthetic eye scanned up and down, quickly identifying the various routes of the network devices.

The red dotted lines began to flash.

Lin Yue waited quietly for the other side to compromise.

However, he was completely unaware, as he was focused on the network equipment:

The pain and suffocation that Lin Yue inflicted on Emma continued to stimulate her fragile nerves. The sensory connection was already a useless synthetic substance to her; only these things could make her feel alive at the moment.

Being strangled to death wouldn't be so bad.

At the same time, information rapidly transmitted through Lin Yueyi's eyes caused many network devices, already burdened with worries, to begin malfunctioning quickly...

Lin Yue nodded slightly and released his grip on Emma's neck.

"cough!"

Emma's hands were just on the cold tabletop, but now, as the feeling of suffocation dissipated, her body involuntarily curled up on the coffee table, her face flushed, coughing violently, and her eyes filled with an abnormal excitement.

The intense dizziness gave this terminally ill woman a real thrill.

She took a deep breath and then let out a low laugh—

however.

Suddenly, a pair of large hands grabbed her arms!

Emma gasped in surprise. Lin Yue, his leather shoes crunching on the broken glass, carried the woman into the cubicle.

"There's glass shards everywhere here, let's go inside."

He entered the room, placed Emma on the bedside, and pulled over a chair to sit in front of the woman.

The woman gently stroked the red mark on her neck with the back of her hand.

Lin Yue looked at the woman kneeling on the soft silk fabric, his gaze fixed on her wrist.

Beneath the fair skin are faint veins, with several raised scars crisscrossing above them.

“Angie told me you’re having some problems, and they seem quite serious… Haven’t you seen the trauma group?”

As a normal person, Lin Yue could tell from the excitement on Emma's face when he saw her suffering that An Qi wasn't trying to put her down.

Emma's face was obscured by her loose hair; she dared not look directly at Lin Yue and remained silent.

From the woman's perspective, Lin Yue's questioning was merely an inquiry into her physical and mental well-being, to avoid affecting the mission.

Yes, a mission!

She looked up abruptly, "I didn't!"

Lin Yue frowned.

Nothing? Nothing at all?
It's easy to discern subtle details in interpersonal communication, and Emma's answer completely contradicted the logic of his question.

With a click, Lin Yue lit a cigarette.

He stared intently at Emma, ​​then leaned back in his chair.

However, Emma had no intention of answering the question anymore. She tiptoed off the bed, leaned over Lin Yue's knees, and quietly watched him slowly smoke.

Emma murmured softly, "How have you been since the incident at the Azure Mansion?"

Lin Yue replied, "It went smoothly, I guess."

As he spoke, he pulled the human-computer interaction cable from his wrist.

Emma hesitated, as if she wanted to say something but then stopped herself.

She let the man insert the wire into her brain, seemingly unwilling to give up and wanting to read her body's condition.

Aside from the overuse of general medications, the other injuries are only psychological.

The man was stunned for a long time.

His voice was calm and warm, "I'm sorry... I thought you had too many prosthetics, but... why didn't you listen to Angie? I think I told her last time to tell you to stop taking the medication..."

Emma rested her head on Lin Yue's knee and shook her head slightly.

"I only used a tiny bit."

They even know how to lie.

Lin Yue shook his head helplessly.

"You've done a good job. I'm afraid Hanz's business is now secretly run by the animal gang you planted. They're outwardly compliant but inwardly defiant, making business increasingly difficult."

Emma chuckled softly, "Not only... but also my own people."

"But sir, how are things on your end?"

Lin Yue replied with a smile, "Not bad. We've gained some breathing room and dealt with some people."

Emma was also very happy.

“However…sir, aren’t you worried about the company? Hanz is colluding with military technology.”

Lin Yue shook his head. "It would be strange if no company showed up. And if you can find out the details about that company tonight, send them to me. If not... I won't make things difficult for you. I'll do it."

"Hanz is dead, and the company's fuss won't change anything."

Clearly, he only considered it a small company that Hanz had brought in to help.

Sometimes, people can't calculate everything.

Emma nodded obediently.

This is the biggest thing that fascinates her: she always has absolute control over Rin.

It seemed as if all problems could be easily solved in his hands.

But it smells so good.

I wish I could bite this guy right now.

A sickly purple light flickered in her eyes, as if she were contemplating how to make him obediently agree to her request.

“But you really did help me a lot… Emma, ​​my promise hasn’t changed. Money, status, anything you want, I can provide—even freedom.”

Emma's resentful voice came through, "I thought you'd forgotten about it."

There is always a reason for every effort.

Lin Yue's trip to Dogtown was all about giving benefits, so Emma certainly couldn't treat him unfairly.

"The money is here, the encrypted chip, you can spend it anywhere in the world."

"Also, once we start, my people will get your daughter out of Hanz's hands in Taipingzhou. If you like Dogtown, I can let you sit there, provided you take care of my problems first."

Emma looked up at Rin, who was looking down at her, the chip in his hand gleaming.

Lin Yue's eyes showed a hint of encouragement as he gently lifted the chip.

Immediately afterwards, Lin Yue looked at the woman's reddened knees as she knelt on the cold ground.

"Also... this isn't Ganbi, and you're not under Hans's watchful eye. Get up—you don't need to torture yourself like this while I'm here."

Seeing that Emma remained unmoved, Lin Yue assumed that Emma was dissatisfied because she didn't know how much money was in the chip.

"Want to raise the price? Just say so..."

Emma's eyes sparkled, and she beckoned Lin Yue to come closer.

"The price of risking your life is more than this."

Lin Yue was taken aback. "We can talk about it."

Emma slowly leaned closer. "You can give me anything I want... and I'm not torturing myself. Maybe I'll do it this way if I want to?"

Her fingers traced the man's cheek. "That rooftop scene that day wasn't an illusion, was it? I just wanted to see it, this is enough—you can afford it."

This request doesn't seem unreasonable.

Immediately afterwards, a glint of light flashed across Lin Yue's face.

His eyes were full of worry, and his familiar face was just like the first time Emma met him…

It really is him…

Emma was stunned as her obsession crumbled.

A wonderful fragrance wafted from the tip of my nose.

It seems to be there but it constantly stirs up desire.

Lin Yue, having shed his stern demeanor and changed his personality, gazed at the woman.

His tone held a hint of worry, "Madam, are you alright?"

There was silence.

Just as Lin Yue was at a loss, he felt a warm sensation on the back of his hand.

Lin Yue looked down at the falling, glistening liquid, his gaze softening slightly…

No one would criticize a woman who is compromising herself here.

"It really is you..."

The defenses that had been tightly binding his mind crumbled instantly. Before Lin Yue could even speak, the woman's forehead gently touched his.

Lin Yue felt as if an electric current was coursing through his body, his eyes wide with astonishment—

After a long silence, the woman whispered:
"Little mercenary, it's been a long time."

Eight months felt like an eternity.

Emma knew it was Rin the moment he noticed the scars on his wrist.

Lin Yue helped Emma up.

The flames of possession burned fiercely in the woman's eyes.

Those who make promises claim they will protect you, but the relationship built on mutual benefit only brings unrealistic expectations of care and consideration.

Emma placed her hand on her lips, seemingly observing Lin Yue's face with curiosity. "You're really something, you've given me so many surprises."

Lin Yue nodded and smiled, "Me too... I never realized Madam was so capable."

Upon hearing this, Emma unconsciously bit her finger between her teeth.

Her eyes were glazed as she gazed into Lin Yue's eyes, her voice trembling with a sob and a hint of a choked sob, "Hmm... You're incredibly capable, you're capable of everything. Want to see?"

Lin Yue coughed awkwardly.

The concept of Night City had a significant impact on Lin Yue's thinking. A woman dressed like that, coupled with Emma's allure, was like an invisible fragrance that instantly flooded his mind and made him lose his composure.

The distance continues to exert pressure.

Being able to read the embarrassment and shyness on the other person's face once again gradually increased Emma's sense of security.

Let's be bolder.

Perhaps out of guilt towards Emma, ​​Lin Yue was not too wary of the woman's actions.

Moreover, back in Ganbi, this woman was sitting on his lap while she spoke.

Do you remember the first time you met me?

Lin Yue nodded.

“You’re a young man from Dogtown, you should know the rules of Night City—women and children are the ones you can’t go easy on. You bullied me, and then you never heard from me again. Look at you… darling, even with the mask on, you still like to bully me with a cold face.”

"But... once you take off your mask, you'll grant me any request..."

At this point, Lin Yue finally understood what that greedy look meant.

I'm being forcibly held down...

Lin Yue turned his head away, "Uh...that's how the technology in New America works, simulating behavioral characteristics."

Emma pressed her fingers against Lin Yue's lips.

"Why make up so many excuses? I just love the way you lose all your principles for me."

Lin Yue forced a smile.

"So, are you satisfied with your curiosity?"

The return to humanity means the return to desire.

This wasn't stimulating for Rin, but Lin Yue was different; a higher animal is still an animal at heart.

It's human nature.

Suddenly, Emma wrapped one arm around the back of Lin Yue's neck.

In Lin Yue's line of sight, a dagger was held in her other hand, gleaming with a cold light. It was the small knife that Emma had once used to try to resist.

"Don't touch the knife, Madam."

Emma's eyes flashed with a purple light. "Of course I know your abilities."

Lin Yue, whose attention was drawn to the blade, was completely unaware that his sensory system had already been invaded by the sex doll chip.

"But shouldn't we have utensils when we eat?"

Hormones and dopamine were released rapidly, and Lin Yue's Adam's apple bobbed.

“This time we will all remember what happened… Look me in the eyes.”

The sharp knife was gently handed to Lin Yue, and Emma guided him to cut the difficult-to-untie shoulder strap of his clothes—

"I think I'm making a mistake, Mr. Rin..."

She looked pitiful; as the blade slid across her shoulder strap, a line of blood seeped from her snow-white skin, adding a touch of color to her fair collarbone.

At this moment, the woman's flirtatious body longed to penetrate every cell of the man's body, to achieve an almost frantic possession.

Punish me—

"Anything is fine."

The ultimate allure of French women is like the "snake fruit" that tempted Adam and Eve in the Bible...

The other party has lost control.

Emma smiled, tilted her head back, and waited for the other person to explore.

The vortex gripped the body that housed the soul tightly…

A sweet taste bursts between my teeth, and every inch of my skin feels as if it's enveloped in clouds.

"You don't want me to pay the price?"

Emma stroked his hair vigorously.

The various nerve stimuli, amplified countless times by Emma's recording with the aid of Mewtwo's prosthetic body...

Emma's empty eyes were gradually filled with tender love, and her fingers traced his elusive image.

Even the mighty Mewtwo pales in comparison to Night City.

Emma, ​​who has never ridden a roller coaster, knows:

What is it like to travel on that undulating and magnificent track?

Emma stroked his hair vigorously.

With Emma recording the enhancement of the Mewtwo prosthetic body, the various sensory functions of the nervous system were instantly amplified countless times.

Even the mighty Mewtwo pales in comparison to Night City.

Emma wanted to remember his dark eyes forever.

The body accepts desire, yet desire builds this city.

We are all slaves to our desires.

……

My body felt tired yet relaxed, and my scalp was still tingling in waves.

Within a blurred field of vision:

Emma saw the man's dark prosthetic body on his back.

Her hazy eyes cleared a little, and she hurriedly got up.

As the burning sensation from the prosthetic body subsided, so did the madness.

the fat is in the fire…

Emma had no idea that unilaterally bypassing the control module designed for the sex doll would have such a powerful aftereffect; she even nearly fainted at one point due to warnings from her cranial nerves.

But so what?
She licked her lips, savoring the sensation; this stimulation, even more intense than telepathy, left her wanting more.

The man tilted his head slightly, the cigarette butt in his mouth glowing intermittently.

Emma was relieved when she saw that the other party did not react.

She bit her lip, her soft body pressed against the cold half of his strong back, her chin gently resting on Lin Yue's shoulder, sniffing his skin. Seeing that he didn't push her away, she smiled with satisfaction and pride.

"See... I told you the reward I wanted was simple, right?"

Lin Yue looked at the bruises on the woman's thigh caused by the combat prosthetic. She was intentionally or unintentionally guiding some extremely dangerous actions, and even letting the combat prosthetic treat her roughly when it was out of control.

Night City is strange, and the people in it are even stranger.

If I remember correctly... Honshu also mentioned this situation, angst?
"That's too dangerous, Emma."

Emma took the cigarette from his hand, took a drag, leaned on his shoulder, and murmured as she looked at the man's profile:

“I died the first time I was abandoned. I couldn’t accept that my life was over. I learned to create pain so that I could feel alive. Hanz looked at me like I was a worthless piece of trash, and even he didn’t dare to touch me.”

“Maybe… Angie is right, I am a crazy slut. I knew from the moment I was captured by Hans in my next life that Night City was raping me, so I lied to myself—that I would know what I could get after experiencing it, and I have been enduring it.”

“Angie said I’m your mad dog, and you think so too, right…”

Lin Yue was already feeling confused and burdened afterward when he noticed that Emma's tone was getting increasingly strange. He knew that the woman was having an episode.

How could he not know what Night City is like?

The woman stood before him, kneeling slightly between his legs, still trying to continue what she hadn't finished—he gazed at Emma's naked body, which had a translucent quality that only a well-maintained skin could reveal.

Her eyes held a strange madness. "They say the easiest way to die in Night City is when a dog tries to climb into its owner's bed... If Hanz hadn't noticed, I really want you to implant the data into my sex doll chip right now; that's my lifelong wish..."

Calm yet manic words lingered in my ears.

Emma probably thought she would take her away from Dogtown tonight and just take her to some random hospital for treatment?
Lin Yue sighed.

He has given up on the idea of ​​communicating with women using normal thinking.

What is normal? What is madness? The lines have long been blurred.

Emma seems to have never messed things up, so what reason do I have to criticize her for being abnormal?

Lin Yue grabbed her chin, stopping her from moving.

A suit jacket was draped over Emma's body. "You must be exhausted. I hope your body can handle it... You're too crazy. Your physical body is prone to problems."

It's not surprising that something like this happened in Night City.

Now that things had come to this, Lin Yue finally understood Emma's thoughts.

She's just a woman with no sense of security—she's desperately trying to prove her worth... As someone whose memories were stripped away by AI, Lin Yue's physical intimacy allowed them to understand each other's feelings.

This was an unexpected result for Emma.

Lin Yue reached out and pulled Emma closer. Instead of the expected curses, he calmly said:

“A combat prosthetic body is not a toy; it can crush your bones. That’s what I’m worried about.”

Emma snuggled into his arms, sucking on the prosthetic skin on his neck. "No way... Ugh, why does the prosthetic taste like this?"

Lin Yue laughed and said, "Maybe you should try licking a roadside telephone pole; it tastes similar to this."

The woman chuckled softly.

This guy is still as funny as ever.

Emma had no idea that the guy in front of her had undergone the most cruel memory stripping.

What she saw was not a change in facial expressions.

Men and women are completely different in this respect; men never mention past pain, while women are nostalgic.

Emma: "You and Angie are completely different. You don't want to send me to a mental hospital to lock me up... I thought you were going to stubbornly stick to your own opinion and make me a normal person."

So...can you do it?

In her expectant eyes:
The man's lips slowly parted, and he said, "I won't."

"In my eyes, you are you. Do you think going to a psychologist will make you better? Believe me, I've seen doctors... Aside from a bunch of medications, unless your life is in danger, I highly recommend seeing a doctor."

Emma nodded and murmured:

"Everyone is a vessel for desires; whether they can hold it or not, they can only desperately try to contain it... I sense you're under a lot of pressure, so much so that even the look I like in your eyes has lost its meaning..."

As she spoke, she cupped her lover's face and looked at him earnestly, "Want to try out the Cloudtop technology? You like it, don't you? Although I don't remember last time, the standby time tells me you talked to me a lot, you must be exhausted, darling? You know I'm not asking about today's sex."

Lin Yue shook his head and refused.

"Stop taking the Induction Passive. As for your sex chip, I will remove it for you after Hanz dies."

Emma was stunned when she heard this.

Aren't you afraid I'll pretend to comply?

Lin Yue shook his head. "You won your fight, and you deserve a part of Dogtown, but... you have to help me find something."

At this point, Emma felt somewhat relieved... She had gotten everything she wanted, and she was even more certain that her choice was right.

She suddenly smiled gently.

Perhaps Emma herself didn't even realize that her voice was trembling.

"Okay, I'll do everything I can to find anything from Dogtown for you."

Lin Yue lay down lazily, and Emma lay on top of him.

And so a period of time passed quietly.

Emma's eyes suddenly lit up; someone was sending her a message.

Lin Yue, however, was unaware of this.

After a long while, Emma, ​​whose body was still warm, spoke.

"In consideration of how hard I've worked, I want one more thing, oh no, punishment—Mr. Rin."

Lin Yue looked up and saw that the woman, whose face was slightly flushed, had a smile that resembled that of a cunning fox.

The man looked puzzled, then his expression turned to surprise. "What? Wait...you wouldn't be...?"

Immediately afterwards——

Emma suddenly leaned close to Lin Yue's ear and whispered:

"Please punish me by making me your lover for life."

Immediately afterwards, warm lips kissed the corner of Lin Yue's eye.

French women's language is hard to understand.

In fact, if Lin Yue could understand the meaning of a kiss, he would know more.

My love, please see for me everything I've been through.

With a rustling sound of someone getting up, Emma, ​​only wearing Lin Yue's suit jacket, hadn't bothered to put on any other clothes. Afraid of losing something again, she took a deep breath, trying her best to suppress her emotions, and said:
"I have to go now... Well, see you tomorrow, darling?"

Emma, ​​who was in a bit of a rush to say goodbye, just stared greedily at Lin Yue.

"okay."

In her haste to leave, she even forgot to put on her shoes until she stepped on shards of glass on the lobby floor—

A sharp pain shot through me.

The icy stinging sensation in her feet and her breathing prompted her to slowly pick up the chip in her hand.

Tomorrow, Hanz, having exhausted all his options, will not hesitate to use the icebreaker procedure, and Emma knows this all too well…

She wasn't a hacker, nor was she aware of the dangers of the icebreaker program, which might prevent an ordinary person from even having a chance to call for help.

But she doesn't regret it...

Immediately, the long, slender fingers held the chip and inserted the cold chip into the brain-computer interface. The progress uploaded inside the prosthetic eye slowly loaded until the data was fully loaded.

Emma, ​​who was leaning tightly against the door, was surprisingly content.

She met the guy who gave her hope, and fulfilled the last remaining wish under her stubborn madness. Now, as long as she can drag Hanz down to hell with her... any price is worth it!

Emma was afraid that if Hans died, she would not be able to bear it anymore.

This ending doesn't seem so bad.

Having thought it through, she took a step, accompanied by the sound of shattered glass rolling, and slowly left the room filled with the wounds on her feet... just like the road she had walked all along.

Click.

The sound of the automatic door opening could be heard.

The hounds on high alert immediately looked this way.

The next moment, she immediately looked away...

Emma was only wearing a suit jacket, but she had no clothes underneath.

The hounds, who should have been feasting their eyes, all lowered their heads without exception, not daring to look at the woman's graceful figure.

On the dark floor were bloody footprints left by Emma's feet... The hounds were uneasy as they watched her abnormal gait and back view.

As the woman left, a suppressed curse rang out:

"Damn... those stupid company dogs are fucking perverts!"

at this time.

Lin Yue, who had just watched the woman leave, began to feel something was off...

Something seems wrong, but I can't quite put my finger on it.

He let out a heavy breath, his mind unsettled ever since he entered Dogtown.

The accidental firing in this location was truly unexpected.

But this is Night City, where lust is the most real thing.

I have lingering fears.

Fortunately, Emma's madness didn't kill her, otherwise Lin Yue would have immediately taken her to a clinic and prescribed some strong medicine.

Followed by.

With his mind somewhat blank, Lin Yue noticed a cold glint in the light on the table. He stood up and walked over to the table, discovering that it was the weapon Emma had once used to pierce his hand.

Lin Yue picked it up and examined the delicate inscription on the blade with some doubt.

There was a French sentence engraved on it:
[Perjury - Emma Watson]

To my beloved

……

[Icebreaking process completed]

Even after the message appeared in Hanz's eyes, his expression was not as joyful as one might expect; on the contrary, it became even more gloomy.

Shortly after, the workshop door opened.

Emma, ​​pale-faced and with some difficulty walking, reached the opposite side of Hanz.

Meredes was also there.

She sized Emma up, and perhaps it was a woman's innate hostility, or perhaps it was her own age, but harsh and sarcastic words slipped out—

"This European seems pretty good; his fighting ability is on point."

Emma's smile was equally sarcastic. "You can go down there and try. You're a worthless piece of trash kicked out of the company."

At this critical juncture, Emma has no intention of bowing down... Besides, what's the difference between this woman and Wade?
The company's outcast.

Meredes, a corporate dog accustomed to being arrogant, was naturally unwilling to swallow this insult.

"Say it again if you dare?"

Hanz said in a deep voice, "Alright."

Emma's hostile gaze fell upon the two-faced middleman. "Are you satisfied now, Mr. Hans? Is it Rin or not?"

Her smile was strange; she wanted to see what Hanz, who was still bouncing around, would do.

Meredes sneered, "I told you, finding a way to get him onto the subnet would be much easier than this."

Hanz rubbed his fingers. "Well done, Emma... go change your clothes."

Emma stood up and slowly left the room, where even the smell made her feel uncomfortable.

At the same time, Hanz's hatred for Arasaka Rin reached its peak—he had been deceiving himself before, unaware of Emma's meetings with others, and able to turn a deaf ear to what was happening, but now the truth was right in front of him…

No man could swallow such a bitter pill.

"Ara-saka's dogs can't possibly squeeze into Dog Town."

At this moment, even Meredes, who had been filled with anger, showed a hint of sympathy in his eyes.

This is the means of vying for power.

Anyone who has worked in the company knows that power lowers a person's moral standards to an extreme degree. No one here is exactly clean; everyone has gotten by this way. Therefore, Meredes did not continue to provoke this middleman whose methods were quite reckless.

"I'll be keeping an eye on things tomorrow, and hopefully the Europeans will be more cooperative in negotiating this deal with you."

Inside the compartment.

Emma scrubbed her body in the steam.

She lowered her eyes and listened carefully to Hanz's intermittent voice from inside the cubicle.

So, without hesitation, she sent Rin her final message before their meeting tomorrow: "I got the photos of the women at the company—"

"Tomorrow... this place will change for you."

……

　Actually, this book was originally set up with Night City X culture, but as everyone knows, there's the power of censorship. Survival here is precarious, and pressure is a common problem across all social classes. The expression of love might not be the same as our understanding of pure love, but as long as no one goes to the Naughty Street, it's fine, haha.

　　Also, Emma's character card is now available! Please remember to support her!
　　
　
(End of this chapter)