Chapter 622 City Hall Staff Meeting
[Contact: Burger King]
[Ryan: How do I know how the Scavenger puts on the name of humanitarian aid? His company is a fake company registered in Europe and uses Euros. I can't control it. ]
[Ryan: Besides, Boss, don't you think that I might cut off Hansen's retreat? First of all, I can't deal with the Scavenger. Secondly, Hansen has heavy weapons on hand. I really don't dare to do it. ]
[Ryan: You are right. ]
NCPD has fought outside Dog Town, so Burger King must be right.
Ryan sometimes feels like he is dreaming: in less than a week, Burger King has been in less than a week, and the NCPD flag has been raised again in Taipingzhou.
To be precise, the NCPD sign was raised the day after the nuclear explosion.
No matter who is working at the NCPD Taipingzhou Branch, they have been beaten into the city. The ferocious locals seem to have become rats in the gutter. Wherever the NCPD of Burger King goes, they scatter from there. Not to mention resistance, they dare not even show their faces.
Even Ryan, who is familiar with the temper of Night City, was shocked by this:
Damn, the evil ones have to be dealt with by the evil ones.
".Our NCPD has taken over Dogtown. You all know about this."
After the call, Ryan picked up a cigar.
There were only four people in the office, him, Perales, NCPD Director Coleridge and Max Hammer, the commander of the Terrorist Squad.
NCPD Chief Coleridge, who seemed to be a shrewd and taciturn guy, was the first to raise his hand: "Mayor, the Taipingzhou Branch is not under my jurisdiction. Can I end the discussion?"
"Hehe." Ryan blew a smoke ring, "You can keep silent, but you have to listen."
Night City is an independent city, but its armed forces are only NCPD and the Terrorist Squad, and there is no army.
If you insist, the highest-level NCPD agents and the Terrorist Squad are considered armed police, but they are definitely far from the kind of troops that can sneak out to fight.
If something happens, they will be there, but they will definitely break at the first touch - Coleridge frowned, but there was nothing he could do, he had to listen to the mayor.
Max Hammer Man smiled: "Well, NCPD expanded overnight, paid a lot of money to outsourced personnel, and they are all local people in Night City. Ryan, I am only responsible for cyberpsychosis and urban abnormalities. Don't think I will help you fight. I have no political inclinations."
Strictly speaking, the Terrorist Squad and local gangs have been enemies for decades.
Hammer Man is a super old man who is nearly 100 years old. He seems to speak normally and does not stutter, but in fact, there is a big problem in his brain. Ryan certainly does not place his hopes on him.
"Huh——" Ryan took another puff of cigarette and said, "It's okay, you don't have to worry about this. I just pulled you over for routine."
Perales said: "The Night Group has a big reaction. They have reduced their contact with us recently. In the worst case, they may choose Hott."
"This is a problem. I can't contact Hott. He is either dead or he may have talked to Saburo Arasaka in the VIP room of Arasaka."
"What should I do?"
"I don't know." Ryan shrugged.
Not only the Night Group, all companies have reduced their contact and interviews with them. Politicians are very sensitive to changes in attitude. Perales and Ryan can feel that the company's attitude towards Night City and their "Burger King" regime has changed dramatically.
A few days ago, they were still excited about the restart of the Taipingzhou development plan. Now, seeing the outsourced gang members in Taipingzhou who were casually exposed for dozens of miles, everyone could sense that Ryan and Perales seemed to be up to something.
However, Ryan and Perales could not turn back: the former was assassinated by the company tacitly, and it was useless to tell others; the latter was brainwashed by the company's hidden AI, and no one would believe it if he told others.
After a short silence, Ryan pretended to be relaxed and said: "But we are really free now, let's increase some taxes on the company tomorrow."
Perales' eyes darkened: "Talking about this now?"
"Isn't this what we can do now? Find something for them to do, and then talk about whether they pay or not. I guess they will pay silently, just as our last meal."
The hammer man suddenly smiled, sat in a wheelchair and left the room, and no one stopped him.
"Terrorist Mobile Team, the old guy is still very clear-headed. We still have to worry about it.
Perarez, I plan to allocate some money to transport humanitarian supplies to Dog Town and send it in the name of NCPD. You can handle it. If others do it, I'm afraid the money will be wasted."
Coleridge scratched his head awkwardly, and Ryan said to him again: "I'm not mocking you. You know what the NCPD is like. If there is a problem with this batch of supplies, you will definitely die. I am saving you.
NCPD will be reorganized normally in the near future, and there will be no major projects."
"Okay, Mayor, you have the final say."
"I have the final say. Haha." Ryan shook his head, "Okay, let's just give money to the top brother all at once, anyway, there is no other way."
Perarez hesitated to speak, as if he was in a fierce confrontation with whether he should speak or not-on the one hand, he did have a problem, and on the other hand, he was afraid that this idea was actually secretly adjusted by the Ye Group.
He even had a very scary idea: Maybe someone here also wants to control his mind?
This illusion and fear tormented him every day like a psychological trauma.
But after thinking for a long time and thinking about what Leal said to him, he still said: "Do you think this is safe for those citizens? I mean, no one wants to be involved in the war, and no one wants the city hall to pay for their support.
I mean, don't you think it's a little undemocratic, uh, I don't know how to put it. "
Ryan smiled, a little disdainfully: "Citizens of Night City? Brother, I know you want to save all sentient beings, but if they really pursue freedom and ideals.
Alas, let me put it bluntly, those of us who climbed up from the bottom are the real citizens of Night City, and the rest are just wastes who have fallen into the world accidentally.
If you want to realize your ideal, you must first become stronger. You can't even make up your mind to become stronger. In the middle of the job, you will engage in pornography, gambling and drugs, and when you are done, you will complain about capital and the world. I just think this kind of person is a bit ridiculous, pure white. Japanese dreamer. "
Peralez frowned: "Not everyone is as lucky as us."
"Yes." Ryan shrugged, "Yes, but unfairness can be seen everywhere. This world is unfair, because this person who is willing to fall down can't even talk about ideals and a harmonious world, and he can't save himself.
You have to know that although Night City is a place where violent crimes occur frequently, it is not shootings that cause the most deaths. "
Ryan finished his cigar, and the lung implant began to sound alarms due to the ultra-high speed of smoking.
"The biggest problem in this city, this world, and its people is not that external forces are too powerful and they are not free, but that too many people choose to indulge themselves and sink, leading to being controlled by the strong.
There are no aliens oppressing people, so the collapse of society is spontaneous and inward. Brother: The world order has become what it is today. It is people who ask for it, not because there is no powerful saint to save them. Now I know why I looked down on the previous one. Are you done? "
Peralez sat there in a daze: he used to be full of ideals and thought he could save Night City, but the city became like this because of the lack of people to save it.
"So you're saying the world deserves to be bad?"
"That's not why I say the world is really complicated. I'm quite complicated too. I think maybe when the contradiction reaches a certain point, some very powerful people will always appear to put an end to the reverse collapse and make the world stop. The downward trend turns into an upward trend, igniting the good side in people's hearts.
But first - the first thing to be ignited should be the resolute will to resist, rather than a large amount of relief funds for the weak to be spread out unconditionally.
You know, it’s not like I haven’t had the idea of helping all sentient beings before. I have always expected people to be so awesome that they beat the municipal government and ask me to increase relief funds to protect people’s lives. I swear, if there really is such a person, I will Discussions must have started, but nothing of the kind happened.
In other words, the people who call the municipal server to ask for increased protection are never the people you think need to be saved, so it will not be them who are protected.
Okay, let's get to work. We resigned citizens don't have any objections to the decision. If they have any objections, they go to the municipal council and tell them face to face.
I have to go too, our boss has also assigned me a task."
