Cyberpunk 2074: Shadows of the Past.

Chapter 103 Ending (I)

The distant bell rang three times leisurely.

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

Mu Lin exhaled, his eyes moved slowly along the floating white mist.

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

The white mist that was lazily scattered just now was smashed to pieces by the sudden gust of wind.

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

Gently closing the window door, she stretched out her hand and stroked that ordinary name for the last time.

At the beginning, there is a piercing coldness.

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

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

"The church next door is holding some kind of large funeral."

Unlike the cheap public cemetery they are in, the churchyard not far away is the real place of honor and rest.

"Funeral?" Hai Ji frowned, and while she was thinking, the remote connected data network sent the needed information to her eyes, "The violent mobile team... died in the line of duty... the NCPD team..."

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

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

"The special warfare team that was wiped out by the NCPD, and the main hunting and killing force of the Terrorist Mobile Squad..." Hai Ji walked out and said lightly, "It's reasonable to hold a funeral for these people." .”

Mullin glanced back at the public cemeteries that looked like storage cabinets, and shook his head noncommittally.

"Don't let the death of relatives and friends affect your own judgment..." He whispered to Hai Ji's back, "You said that, didn't you?"

"So what if we know the truth, you and I are not qualified to intervene for the time being..." Hai Ji stopped walking and looked back at him. Just a few dogs with sharper teeth."

"We are just ordinary people...not some kind of god who saves the world..." She paused, then continued, "I don't believe that there are gods in this world..."

"why?"

"If there is a god, why hasn't this sinful and blasphemous world been punished?" Hai Ji smiled contemptuously, her eyes were cold.

Mu Lin didn't answer, just nodded slightly.

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

The bell swayed nonchalantly and struck the fourth chime slowly.

"It's time." Yawei got out of the car and said softly.

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

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

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

Yawei glanced at the noisy crowd. Most of those pale faces lacked sadness. Compared with humans, they were more like marionettes who could only follow orders. Their expressions were as rigid as if they were roughly carved with a knife.

"It's just for show." He whispered to Xita, and gave the final evaluation of this huge funeral.

Lucy frowned her beautiful eyebrows and sighed deeply.

"Yawei, go slower, my feet hurt like hell..." She shook the man's sleeve vigorously a few times before she got his belated response.

"Sorry..." Yawei turned his head and smiled apologetically at her, slowing down his pace.

"There are a lot of people at the moment, so you can just hold her too..." Xi Tan glanced at Lucy's wobbly slender high heels, and lightly pinched her boyfriend's arm as a reminder.

Yawei glanced at Lucy, seeing that she had no intention of refusing, he politely stretched out his left arm.

Lucy let go of the wrinkled sleeves, and slowly embraced his warm arms.

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

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

The strong wind blew away the clouds and mists that covered the sky, and the sun was able to sprinkle its warm brilliance to its heart's content, coating their road ahead with a layer of gorgeous golden yellow.

It was not until the three of them entered slowly and finally that the thick wooden doors of the church were slowly closed.

As worthy of being the largest cathedral in Night City, even though most of the people present have no faith, the towering dome still makes people feel inexplicable awe.

"It's the first time I've come to church..." Lucy said softly with her head held high, her eyes subconsciously following the dreamy lights passing through the stained glass.

"Lucy, have you seen that huge pipe organ?" Xita put his head on Yawei's shoulder and whispered to Lucy.

Lucy followed her words and looked at the silent and magnificent thing at the top of the church.

This may be the last ray of sacred light left in the old days when faith is scarce.

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

"Close your eyes." Yawei said softly to Xita and Lucy at the same time.

Closing their eyes trustingly, both of them were quietly waiting for the final answer to their doubts.

In the next second, the pipe organ opened its mouth slowly, singing the familiar movement called "Piano Sonata No. [-] in B flat minor".

At this moment, the entire majestic church turned into the resonant sound of the organ singing.

And they are in it, wandering wantonly in the ocean of notes that can shock the soul and hit the depths of the soul.

Without him answering personally, Xita and Lucy have already solved the doubts that had just arisen in their hearts.

For that shocking movement, only by closing your eyes can you truly "see" the golden streamer flowing all over its body.

Yawei 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 concentrating on appreciating it carefully.

It's a pity that there are always a few frustrated mice planning some dark deeds.

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"Everything is going well now..." The man in all black murmured among the crowd, reporting something to someone.

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

"'When I saw the Lamb open 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 greet the "victory and victory" "The knight came on a white horse, bringing the ultimate judgment of the plague to this world.

(End of this chapter)