Cyber ​​psychosis is my girlfriend

But they have nothing in common.

"Sian Weistein, a model I've never seen before."

Melissa looked at another record about these cyberpsychopaths, which described specific information in detail.

And far more than just one.

Chapter 640 Guess who wants your life more?

In order to find the common ground among these people, Luo Qi spent a lot of effort to find the videos at that time one by one.

Although the violent and terrorist mobile team kills and doesn't care about burying them, even if cyber psychosis is chopped into minced meat or bombarded into meat sauce, the identity information will still be confirmed.

Some are images recorded by the airborne camera, some are photos of corpses extracted from NCPD and MC, and some are simply case reports of no more than 20 words in length.

Among the 53 objects stored in Tanaka Zhishen's electronic brain, 33 became cyberpsychopaths, 31 of which were killed by the terrorist mobile team, and 2 were killed by the NCPD SWAT team.

Among these 31, Luo Qi found more than 5 models of Sean Westin.

"Sian Westin..."

This is an implant that enhances combat perception by strengthening nerve conduction for a short period of time.

Simply put, it is something close to bullet time when the body can keep up.

This is undoubtedly a huge burden for the native human body.

In the data of Tomosada Tanaka, it is also clearly described and recorded, and even a large number of indirect proofs, the significance of the use of multiple models of Cianweistein to the development of the "Cyberskeleton" project.

To put it simply, their experimental direction is to create an integrated implant device.

Mass production is the ultimate goal of this type of product.

This is a multifunctional military-grade product with the central nervous system implant system as the core, supplemented by the main skeleton structure, and external equipment. The professional skills involved span three categories and include countless disciplines.

Deep central nervous system transformation + exoskeleton frame + modular external equipment.

As long as this highly customizable integrated equipment is practical, Arasaka can turn ordinary soldiers into heavy consumables in war in a very short period of time.

Imagine how easily tens of thousands of degraded Adam Hammers could be thrown into a war against military technology.

This is almost a decisive force for local wars.

It's not the first time that Arasaka has done this kind of black technology-like project development, and Luo Qi has heard of it, so I don't know how many.

But mostly less successful.

However, the Cyber ​​Skeleton, or the Prosthetic King Kong is different.

Judging from the data held by Tomosada Tanaka, the development of the Cyber ​​Skeleton has already progressed to a considerable extent.

As the core of this platform, SIAN Weistan undoubtedly needs to have better connection with other implants, and at the same time have the superior performance enough to carry the entire system.

To put it simply, Sean Westin is not like an engine in a sports car, but more like a motherboard in a computer.

Everything must be connected to this core component in the end.

That's why you can see so many different varieties of Sean Westin in so many cyberpsychopaths.

Arasaka was simply using them as experimental consumables.

Needless to say, these Sianweisteins are all unreleased and finalized laboratory and even customized versions.

And the objects they selected are also very characteristic——

Combat experience, extensive implant experience, relatively good mental and physical condition, and...

Very high prosthetic adaptability and tolerance.

Even so, those subjects who were not documented as cyberpsychopathic had a mortality rate close to 40%.

Instead of being killed, it was brought into the abyss of destruction by these specially-made Sianweistans before enough sample data was collected.

There is one more thing these Sian Weistans have in common.

That is, it has been transferred to the hands of the experimental subjects through unknown channels, and the installation is finally successful.

In fact, it is not difficult to understand.

Although this thing has high requirements on people, there are always a lot of people who don't know how to count.

With a super sports car parked in front of it, most people can't help but want to try it out, not to mention that most of them are "veteran drivers" in prosthetic bodies.

But it's a pity that the "sports car" they "drive" has enough "overload G force" to kill them.

"Even if this kind of thing is made, can it be used?"

The little demon didn't understand.

She is a hacker, and she doesn't have so many fancy implants on her body, mainly related to the Internet.

"What they need are consumables for war. If they are exhausted, it is nothing more than replacing a group of people."

Suzi's voice became a little low.

She lowered her eyes slightly, looking a little sad, Luo Qi who noticed this quickly took her hand and squeezed her palm gently.

Whether it is military technology or Arasaka.

In the matter of treating the soldiers under their hands, like other black-hearted companies, they treat people as fuel in the same way.

As for these people who survived to retire, what should they do?

That's not in their scope of consideration——

Isn't there a terrorist mobile team?

"It turns out that what military technology wants is this thing."

Melissa shook her head, expressing her disappointment at their novelty.

The conduct of these companies has not changed in the past ten years, and it will be the same in the next ten years. They are all irrelevant, but the specific operations are different.

"Did you give it?"

"Of course I did, why not."

Luo Qi looked at Melissa, taking it for granted.

But instead of coming out in person, he let the plan continue as it was, as it should theoretically be.

No one kidnapped Tomosada Tanaka, no one forced Jimmy Kurosaki to confess.

Mann and Faraday cleared their money and goods, and Military Technology got what they wanted, a win-win situation.

Weird.

"It's not like you would do it. Come on, what bad tricks are you still holding in your stomach?"

Melissa saw through the smile on Luo Qi's mouth at a glance.

To his own people, he is just a scheming fisherman.

But for those messy people, he doesn't care about his body, and he feels uncomfortable wherever he doesn't make trouble.

It's so old.

"Why do you think I sent them to Adecco?"

Rocky smiled uncontrollably.

Thinking of what was going to happen next, he couldn't help showing Kennedy's same smile.

A sunny boy.

"Tsk tsk, that Faraday is dead."

As soon as Xiao Yao summed up the logic inside, he expressed emotion.

"But that's a middleman, are you sure there will be no problems?"

In the past, she had cooperated with the Tiger Claw Gang and worked for Wakako, and she had been mixed up from the streets little by little.

Talent and hard work are indispensable, but it depends on people's faces, right?

If you provoke a middleman like this...

"He's not the first."

Luo Qi said, "Besides, the middlemen are also born by mother, so don't praise them too much, I don't look at people's background when I make friends, I look at people."

This is not true.

This is what Luo Qi said, after completing this order, let Mann and the others avoid the limelight.

The reason is simple -

It will not be just military technology that gets what is in Tomosada Tanaka's head.

Who leaked it?

Of course the one who died without testimony.

Seeing Luo Qi's smile, Melissa suddenly began to feel that it was not a very good idea for her to teach this kid how to do bad tricks.

……

"What did you say over there?"

In the underground garage, two cars in opposite directions were parked in an inconspicuous corner.

From behind the car window, three plus one total four eyes were exposed.

Half of his face was hidden under the other half of the window.

On the other side of his long and narrow field of vision, the black bulletproof car only had a tiny slit of less than one centimeter.

The scene behind the car window was blocked by the reflective mirror, which made Faraday a little restless.

"Tested, well done, honestly, beyond my imagination."

This is the first time Faraday has heard positive comments from this crack.

"And what about my share?"

Faraday was not only satisfied with this, but asked blankly.

In the long and narrow eyes, a complex light flows.

"Check your account in two days, everything you need will be there."

The other party didn't seem to care much about what he asked for, and his tone sounded more like a charity than an affirmation.

"Do well, military technology will not treat you badly."

"That's what you said last time."

Faraday didn't quite approve of the other party's attitude of not expressing anything, so he stabbed the other party a little.

"If you're useless, you should be in some dump or bay by now, don't be smart."

"Remember—sooner or later, the flag of the New America will be planted here. At that time, you will be the contributor to the successful implementation of the strategy of returning to Night City. I don't need to say more about what you will get?"

Although I know that this kind of painting is the same as painting a big cake, it is just a piece of ass paper that doesn’t cost money.

But Faraday still got a kind of expectation that made his breathing a little heavier from this illusory promise.

At least, including this time, and every time before, they kept their promises, didn't they?

After saying this, the other party closed the last centimeter of the window without saying hello, started the engine, and left the underground garage.

Only Faraday's car remained in place.

But his eyes still kept the original angle, his eyes narrowed slightly, and a ray of light like a poisonous snake flashed away.

Everyone is calculating, calculating gains and losses, and he is no exception.

A large amount of cash flow, the trust and reuse of military technology, the future of the new America, and a beautiful and magnificent life prospect.

They were all waving at him.

A beautiful new life is waiting for me in front of me.

Faraday couldn't help closing his eyes.

He couldn't remember how long he hadn't experienced this feeling, a rare smile and satisfaction rippled from his cold face.