Cyberpunk 2074: Shadows of the Past

Chapter 57 The Hound
"The first team, the fourth team, and the seventh team are all dead?"

In the shadows, someone whispered.

"Dried to pieces by three robots... What a bunch of trash."

"Hey, don't say that, the other person is our colleague anyway, died in the line of duty, there is nothing to blame."

"Look at what you said, do you want to be the captain?"

"*your* bit, shut your fucking mouth"

"You two, stop arguing."

The loud noise made her slowly open her eyes.

In the hazy darkness, three twisted figures loomed.

"Hey! Hello, newcomer!" The red-haired woman leaned in front of her and greeted enthusiastically.

As the owner's consciousness gradually became clear, the drowsy brain slowly regained the consciousness of the body.

She frowned, subconsciously wanting to stay away from this woman whose breath was full of alcohol.

In the next second, the feeling of her body being tightly bound made her lose her mind.

"Where am I?" She wanted to call out, but only made a hoarse whisper.

"Relax, relax, newcomer. It's just a fixed process, don't be nervous." The man called "Bit" came out of the darkness, and while comforting him, he stood beside the red-haired woman.

"Stay away from me, vicious dog." The red-haired woman crossed her arms and gave Piet a hard look.

"Rottweiler! Stop pretending to be noble in front of newcomers..."

"enough!"

Before Rottweiler and Bit quarreled over trifles again, a deep male voice sounded like thunder in the small house.

"Captain, can you lower your voice?" Rottweiler covered his ears tightly and said in a low voice.

"Our newcomer is going to pass out." Bit rubbed his ear with one hand, pointed at the woman lying limp on the bed with the other, and smiled gleefully.

"Melissa Rory?" The man deliberately lowered his voice, and the deep words entered Melissa's ears, violently vibrating her fragile eardrums.

"Who are you, let me go! I'm..." She roared angrily, with sound waves carrying flames, running around in this small cage.

"From the moment cyberpsychosis hits, you've lost your rights as a human being."

The captain said softly, a pair of scarlet prosthetic eyes flickered in the darkness, staring at Melissa who was struggling and resisting desperately.

"Welcome to hell, welcome to the...hunters."

"Hunters? Are you... the Terrorist Mobile Squad?" Melissa's eyes widened, and her trembling heart was tightly gripped by indescribable horror.

From the man's words, she glimpsed the terrifying truth.

Those who hunt monsters are themselves monsters.

"It's impossible, I'm not a cyberpsychopath, let me out quickly! You are all lunatics!"

Melissa yelled and struggled, and the cold metal chains locked her tightly on the bed.

"You can choose not to join us." The man said word by word, "The price is... your madness will no longer be restrained."

"What do you mean?" Melissa panted heavily, the hard chains left ugly scars on her body.

"As you may have guessed, most of the members of the Terrorist Mobile Team are cyber lunatics..." The man pointed to his head, then pointed to the two silent teammates behind him, "But...you see, we still Can stay sane..."

"That's the reward of being a hunter—living sober."

"..." Melissa was silent. She closed her eyes and searched her mind for the broken memories of her madness.

Finally, she realized that a terrible truth was in front of her, and she had to face it.

She is crazy.

Do you choose to linger on soberly, living by sucking the blood of your own kind?

Or do you choose to lose your humanity and die insanely and miserably?
"****, isn't there no choice at all?" She murmured, and before the madness took over her mind again, she responded in a low voice, "I'll join you..."

"Melissa... There's no need to be so entangled. When you go crazy, you're already dead." The man said while lifting the shackles on Melissa, "Take this as your second life, Forget about the past."

"You...were all like this at the beginning?" Melissa silently watched the man undo the chains bit by bit, and asked softly.

"Rottweiler, Bit...and the former teammates, they all came here like this." The man helped Melissa up and handed it to Rottweiler, who had been waiting by the side.

"I forgot to introduce myself, my name is Boros." With a smile on his cold face, Boros waved to the new partner, pulled Bit to leave, and left the room to the two ladies.

"Our captain, isn't it alright?"

"what?"

"I mean...compared with me and Bit, that scumbag, he looks more like a normal person, except that his voice is a bit louder." Rottweiler lowered his brows and eyes, so that Melissa couldn't see her emotions from it fluctuation.

"Looks like there's a story to hear?"

After figuring it out, Melissa did not choose to be decadent, but cheered up instead.

Before she went crazy, she was a woman who could work hard and gain a foothold in Night City by herself.

"I'll tell you in detail when I have time later...but...you accepted it quickly enough."

Rottweiler scratched his red hair in surprise, such a strange newcomer was rarely seen by the entire terrorist mobile team.

"I just heard what you guys were talking about... The first team, the fourth team, the seventh team... are all dead?" Melissa hesitated for a few seconds, and finally chose to ask.

During these days when she was in a coma, it seemed that some earth-shattering events had happened.

Although the terrorist mobile team is often responsible for dealing with dangerous cyber lunatics, but because of the tacit cooperation among the team members and the crushing of equipment, the actual casualty rate is much lower than that of ordinary NCPD officers.

"Kangtao's latest intelligent combat robot, plus Qianti's latest Si'an Weistan experimental model..."

Rottweiler shook his head, sighed softly, and continued, "Our Terrorist Mobile Team looks majestic, but it's actually just a watchdog raised by the company."

"In front of those civilians, we are top hunters; in front of those corporate giants, we are just experimental materials..."

"But I don't have any other choice... don't I?" Melissa said helplessly after quietly listening to the senior tell about the tragic fate of this profession.

"It's time for you to catch up. Last time, Kang Tao went too far and used us as a background for marketing..."

"The higher-ups can no longer lose face, and plan to update a batch of equipment for us, and a special company is responsible for the drugs for the treatment of cyber psychosis."

Rottweiler buttoned up the last button for Melissa, with a somewhat excited tone.

"I just wanted to ask, can cyberpsychosis be treated?"

"Did Chaomeng know? Our previous treatment is similar to Chaomeng's, and I can't explain the specific principle...Probably because the machine replaces the human brain to bear the burden of the prosthetic body..."

"Does it mean it's different now?" Melissa put on the slippers next to the bed, was supported by Rottweiler, and walked to the toilet.

"Dang! Dang! Dang!" Rottweiler took out a medicine that was as blue as the sea and shaped like a diamond from his purse.

"This?" Melissa raised her eyebrows. "It looks more like a decoration or a work of art. Can this stuff really be eaten? What are the side effects?"

"Anyway, live a day and earn a day, regardless of the side effects." Rottweiler didn't care much, and carefully put the medicine back into his pocket.

"It really is a bunch of lunatics..."

Melissa was thinking silently, and under the gaze of Rottweiler, she closed the door of the toilet.

　The final exam is approaching, the update will be later, but it will still be updated daily
　　
　
(End of this chapter)