Cyberpunk 2074: Shadows of the Past

The bell in the distance struck three leisurely times.

The woman in black was holding a low metal can, with her back to the setting sun, silent.

Mullin exhaled, and his eyes slowly moved along the floating white mist.

Perhaps because of the sound of the bell, the cold wind that had been silent all day was awakened.

The white mist that was lazily scattered just now was shattered by the sudden strong wind in the blink of an eye.

The woman sighed and carefully placed the metal can in the center of the rental window.

Gently closing the window door, she reached out her hand and touched the ordinary name for the last time.

Where he started, there was a piercing light coldness.

"Why is it so noisy outside?" Hai Ji turned around and asked her companions softly.

The fierce wind howled, bringing some noise from the crowd from afar.

"There must be some big funeral being held in the church next door."

Unlike the cheap public cemetery where they are located, the church cemetery not far away is where honor and rest truly belong.

"Funeral?" Hai Ji frowned, and as her thoughts were running, the remotely connected data network sent the required information to her eyes, "Terrorist mobile team...died in the line of duty...NCPD team..."

"118 Incident and 120 Incident..." Mullin added softly.

First, the Kangtao robot went on a rampage, and then there were serial murders. In just a few days, there were many innocent souls lingering in the sky over Night City.

"The NCPD's special operations team was completely wiped out, and the violent terrorist mobile team was killed one after another and the main hunting force..." Haiji walked out and said lightly: "It's fair to hold a funeral for these people. .”

Mullin looked back at the public cemeteries that were shaped like storage cabinets, and shook his head in disbelief.

"Don't let the death of relatives and friends affect your own judgment..." He whispered to Hai Ji's back, "This is what you said, isn't it?"

"So what if we know the truth, you and I are not qualified to intervene for the time being..." Haiji stopped walking and looked back at him, "Even if we are already senior agents of the Internet Supervision, in the eyes of big shots, we are just Just a few dogs with sharper teeth.”

"We are just ordinary people...not some savior god..." She paused and continued, "I don't believe there is a god in this world either..."

"Why?"

"If there is a god, why has this sinful and blasphemous world not received any punishment from beginning to end?" Haiji smiled contemptuously, her eyes cold.

Mullin did not answer, but nodded slightly.

The cold wind roared wantonly, seeming to agree with her.

The bell swayed irrelevantly and slowly struck its fourth chime.

"The time has come." Yahweh got out of the car and said softly.

He steadily raised his left and right arms to provide support for the two girls beside him.

"There are quite a lot of people..." Xi Da hugged her boyfriend's right arm and looked around slightly.

"Most of them are company employees..." Lucy gently grabbed the long sleeve of Yawei's left arm and added lightly, "Pure outsiders like us are only a small part."

Yahweh glanced at the noisy crowd. Most of those pale faces lacked sadness. Compared with humans, they were more like puppets that only acted according to orders. Their expressions were stiff as if they were roughly carved with a knife.

"It's just a show." He whispered to Xi Da, giving his final evaluation of this grand funeral.

Lucy wrinkled her beautiful eyebrows and sighed deeply.

"Yahweh, walk slower, my feet hurt so much..." She shook the man's sleeve vigorously several times before getting his belated response.

"Sorry..." Yahweh turned to her and smiled apologetically, slowing down his pace.

"There are a lot of people at the moment, so just hold her along..." Xi Dao glanced at Lucy's swaying slender high heels and pinched her boyfriend's arm gently as a reminder.

Yahweh glanced at Lucy and saw that she had no intention of refusing, so he politely extended his left arm.

Lucy let go of her wrinkled sleeves and slowly hugged his warm arm.

The crowd was like a stream, rushing towards the door of the church, which was not too spacious.

Yahweh protected the two girls and walked slowly at the end of the crowd.

The strong wind blew away the clouds and fog that covered the sky, and the sun was able to spread its warm brilliance to its fullest, coating the road they were traveling with a gorgeous golden color.

It wasn't until the three of them entered slowly that the church slowly closed its thick wooden door.

It is worthy of being the largest church in Night City. Even if most of the people here have no faith, the towering dome still makes people feel inexplicable awe.

"This is my first time in church..." Lucy held her head high and whispered, her eyes subconsciously following the dreamy lights that passed through the stained glass.

"Lucy, have you seen that huge pipe organ?" Sheeda put her head on Yahweh's shoulder and whispered to Lucy.

Lucy followed her words and looked at the silent majestic instrument at the top of the church.

This may be the last trace of sacred light left in the past when faith is scarce now.

She wanted to say something, but was interrupted by the sound of the organ being adjusted.

"Close your eyes." Yahweh spoke softly, speaking to Sheeta and Lucy at the same time.

Closing their eyes in trust, they both waited quietly for the final answer to their doubts.

The next second, the organ slowly opened its mouth to sing the familiar movement called "Piano Sonata No. 2 in B flat minor."

The entire majestic church became the resonant sound of the organ singing at this moment.

And they are right in the middle of it, wandering freely in the ocean of notes that can shake the soul and hit the depths of the soul.

Without the need for him to answer in person, Xi Ta and Lucy had already solved the doubts that had just arisen in their hearts.

That shocking movement, indeed only by closing your eyes can you truly "see" the golden light flowing throughout its body.

Yahweh also closed his eyes, but his mind was not focused on the magnificent music.

Because of the people around him, he also loves music. If conditions permit, he doesn't mind appreciating it attentively.

Unfortunately, there are always a few frustrated rats planning some shady deeds.

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"Everything is going well so far..." Mixed in the crowd, a man dressed in black whispered, reporting something to someone.

Under the sunglasses he was wearing, the man's tiny eyes were shining with scarlet light, staring intently at the several slender coffins placed in the center of the church.

"'I saw the Lamb opening the first of the seven seals...'" He lowered his head, against the brilliant light of the church dome, and together with the voice on the other end of the phone, prepared to welcome the "victory after victory" "The knight came on a white horse, bringing the final judgment of the plague to this world.