Cyberpunk 2074: Shadows of the Past

If a person loses his memory, is he still the same person?

Xi Tao rubbed his chin repeatedly, his delicate eyebrows slightly frowning.

"...I think, therefore I am, hope..." Yahweh sat in the passenger seat, looking sideways at the Red Sea wrapped in the night.

2074, January 13, 20:00, an unusual commission.

"Memory is an integral part of being a person..." He seemed to hear Xi Ta's thoughts, stroking her silver hair back and forth with his hands, whispering to her softly.

"Our client..." The air flow penetrated into the tender ear canal, and the itchy feeling made her shrug her shoulders, "There is really a problem..."

Turn the time back to this morning, and everything started with Roger's phone call.

2074, January 13, 6:20

"Regina said you have accomplished an earth-shattering thing..." Rogge smiled and praised, then continued, "Now more and more commissions are asking you to complete it..."

"For example, in this commission, a couple found that their best friend Joel Carey became in a trance after a treatment and seemed to have symptoms of amnesia. They issued a commission specifically and asked you to investigate the cause. Available Clues include: records from multiple hospitals where Joel has been treated, including the Night City Mental Health Center, his personal network and..."

"Hoo ho ho..." Xi Da hilariously imitated the laughter of the female villain in a famous Mewtwo movie, "I used to be a garbageman and a cop... Now it's Detective Xi Da's turn to appear!"

"Be safe, Xi Da, don't let down your guard... Finally... I wish you good luck." Rogge rolled his eyes, but couldn't help but care about her.

"Bye, Rogge!" After Xida hung up the phone with a smile, he immediately pounced on Yahweh who was sitting on the sofa.

"Baby, let's live! Come out with me, sister will show you the world!"

Yahweh often thinks with bad intentions, if Heza becomes ill one day, whether he will be able to distinguish the true from the false.

Helplessly he pushed away the face she was leaning toward, and he couldn't help but laugh when he saw her cute face.

"So what is our commission? Detective Miss Xi Da?" He cooperated to appear in Xi Da's little detective theater.

Out of respect, he didn't eavesdrop on her phone call with Roger. Although Xida will not hide anything from him.

"We want to keep an eye on a person - Joel Carey, assistant Mr. Yahweh." She said with a straight face, pretending to be serious, but the clothes on her body were askew, which was funny and cute.

"Okay, okay..." He smiled and took her into his arms, carrying her thin body to the sink to wash up.

"Thump thump thump thump thump thump thump thump thump thump thump thump thump thump thump thump thump thump thump thump thump thump thump thump thump thump thump thump thump thump thump thump thump thump thump thump thump thump thump thump thump thump thump thump thump thump thump thump thump thump thump thump thump thump thump thump thump thump thump thump thump thump thump thump thump thump thump thump thump thump thump thump thump thump thump thump thump thump thump thump thump thump thump thump thump thump thump thump thump thump thump thump thump thump thump thump thump thump thump thump thump thump thump thump thump thump thump thump thump thump thump thump thump thump thump thump thump thump thump thump thump thump thump thump thump thump thump thump thump thump thump."

"Xi Ta, the music is wrong!" Yahweh put her next to the sink and gently tapped Xi Ta's little head. "This is for Agent Xi Ta, not for detective Xi Ta..."

"Oops..." Xi Da blushed and lowered his head to brush his teeth.

2074, January 13, 8:00

Heda used the dilapidated Sky Hera to carry Yahweh to the residence of the entrusted target - the Westbrook District - Charter Hill - high-end apartment.

"Speaking of which, when we met the Tiger Claw Gang before..." Xi Da parked the car on the street, intending to chat to kill the boring time of stalking, "You just use the same method in the morning...that perspective, to kill Them?"

"Absolutely..." Yahweh put down the passenger seat and lay down comfortably while replying thoughtfully, "I don't have to go to that trouble... I just need to think. It doesn't matter whether I open or close my eyes. …”

"In the blink of an eye, they died instantly!" Xi Da also followed his example and lay down.

Her eyes were shining and her tone was excited, "So handsome!"

"Don't even think about reaching this point. The burden is too great for the human brain..." Yahweh pinched her rosy cheeks angrily.

"What time is it?" He asked the time, suggesting that Xi Da should cheer up.

"8:05...I see the target!" Xi Da didn't have time to pay attention to someone's double-standard behavior. She had already marked the other person through her prosthetic eye.

"What is he planning to do?" Yahweh pointed at the gloomy man with a slender figure and a long trench coat who walked out of the apartment building.

"The information says that he takes the Night City Subway No. 4 to work around 8:30 every day." Xi Da flipped through the information sent by Rogge.

"You have lost your memory and still remember to go to work?" Yahweh raised his eyebrows, "Has the memory of the social beast been deeply rooted in the bone marrow?"

"This joke is really hard to laugh at..." Xi Da frowned and looked at the black-haired man in the distance.

The long hair that had not been taken care of for a long time covered his eyes, making it difficult to see his eyes clearly.

How would a person with amnesia look at the world?

Xi Da thought curiously, and got out of the car with Yahweh.

They kept a distance of about fifty meters from Joel Carey so that the target would not be suspicious and would not be easily lost.

Heda and Yahweh walked side by side on the streets of Japan, holding hands, like an ordinary couple.

She sometimes thinks about how wonderful it would be if they were not in Night City and not living in this era.

She wanted to live an ordinary life in a seaside town with him, get up in the sunshine together, and walk together under the sea breeze, without having to be busy doing commissions or worrying about the world.

Just the two of them, living away from all the noise and troubles until they grow old.

Maybe many years later, she and he will live this kind of life. They managed to set the entire world on fire, burning out all evil and starting from scratch. Then they retreated from the world and were never seen again.

Maybe many years later, she has become an old woman and can no longer even recall her young self fantasizing about her old age, but as long as he is by her side, it is enough.

It's a pity that everything is just a dream.

"Heda? What are you thinking about?" Yahweh's words woke her up from her fantasy.

"I just thought about... the far, far future... our future." She wiped her eyes with her free hand and replied nonchalantly.

"Unconsciously dreaming, a homeless person..."

"Chasing phantoms, abandoning friends and people..."

"This song is suitable for the occasion..." Yahweh listened to the gentle music and held her hand tighter.

"Isn't that Joel Carey just a homeless person?" Xi Da calmed down and said softly.

"Dreams are just the bubbles of Maggi... Instead of being intoxicated in an ideal land, it is better to cherish the present and hope."

"I can no longer tell the difference between you and humans, Yahweh..." She let him hold her hand and drag her forward, her eyes lost in the warm morning light, morning fog and neon lights on the street.

"I will ride on the ship of Theseus, cross the endless sea, and sail towards you..." He whispered, but it was like singing, "Don't be confused, Xi Da, I am just me, the only me, the me who only belongs to you. …”

"Okay..." Xi Ta smiled and nodded, holding his hand that seemed to be stretched out from the clouds, but as warm as a dream.

Good news, the first round of recommendations for new books will be published tomorrow, which will probably be Sunday, Monday, Tuesday, three days.

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It just so happens that the plot is about to enter a series of main lines, so it won't be stuck for the time being.

If I want to update, I will update one chapter today, and then update about two to three chapters every day for the next three days.

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Please be patient, I want to finish the story.

The outline has almost arranged David and V, and it is still in the laying stage.

The tone of cyberpunk is dystopian, and all efforts are in vain. Johnny Silverhand nukes Arasaka Tower, and everything remains the same decades later. David and V were still fighting against Arasaka. David failed and V could not be called a success.

I wanted to create a pair of protagonists and hope that their efforts would have an effect—igniting the world instead of annihilating a certain company.

I don’t want to intervene in the lives of the original characters as easily as Xiao Baiwen. I will treat them as real people, get closer step by step, and help inadvertently, instead of treating them as marionettes in my hands and manipulate them at will.

This is my original intention in writing this fanfic.

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