Players Invade Cyberpunk-Chapter 792: Untitled -

The dark and confined space is most likely to provoke unease in the heart, especially when sitting across from you is a KGB agent, with a grim expression, staring at you without saying a word.

This kind of scene would unsettle not just an ordinary person; even if placed a hundred years ago in all of Europe, maintaining a calm expression would require the mindset of the top of the top.

For Karelinna, there's now one good news and one bad news.

The good news is that the KGB disbanded eighty years ago, just like the photo behind this agent that should be hanging in the interrogation room.

The bad news is that the Soviet Petrochemical Security Bureau, which replaced the KGB, doesn't believe the documents she reported, and they executed a large-scale memory restoration on her. Setting aside issues of loyalty and enthusiasm, their methods of torture are absolutely no weaker than the KGB.

They would not hold back, even when dealing with their own people.

Drug interrogation, memory search, record detection, lie detectors, water torture... every technique available was used.

Karelinna is still alive now only because the people from Soviet Petrochemical don't want her dead yet.

The sternly perched agent from Soviet Petrochemical repeated that question, already asked more than five times.

"Karelinna, repeat again what happened in Night City."

"..."

The disheveled woman hung her head, her cracked and bleeding lips slightly moved but uttered nothing, her whole body devoid of a single piece of good flesh, nothing like the capable agent she was in Night City.

Her mind had been tortured into a blank slate, at this moment like a stuck machine, unable to function properly, even unable to think.

It wasn't that she didn't want to speak; back during the second round of interrogation, she had already wanted to spill everything she knew, even just to beg for a quick death—she simply couldn't withstand the torture.

But when she opened her mouth, she found that she couldn't say anything.

It was that line of channel codes sent to her by Lin Miao...

How does a corporation ensure the loyalty of its employees, especially its top agents?

You should know that employees are only there for the pay; today, they work for you for money, and tomorrow they might sell you out for the same reason.

And a corporation is not a country, not a nation or family. To weaken governmental powers as much as possible, they can't promote or glorify nationalism or patriotism internally, only mentioning such things externally.

Especially for a company like Soviet Petrochemical, which took over the Soviet Union, it's even less plausible to train agents using the old methods. Should they dare try, the first people those agents would kill would be the Soviet Petrochemical board members.

So, either train them like Huang Ban from childhood in a brainwashing manner, making them loyal to an individual or family.

Or, highly modify their brains, requiring memory searches after every mission to check for gaps or collusions with others, thereby controlling their life and death.

This highly digital brain thus gave Lin Miao a chance to exploit.

On the day Karelinna returned, her memory bank was already pulled by the Security Bureau for a comprehensive search.

Yet, they found nothing.

The memory displayed that Karelinna had discovered a transaction between Horizon Corporation and the French through surveillance, but the distance was too great, and the equipment's functionality limited, so she couldn't hear what was being said—she could only barely see the two sides seemingly reach an agreement before leaving.

The Cleaner's core stronghold was soon raided by Horizon Corporation's mercenaries, and the battle was fierce. Boris went out to fight the enemy and was defeated, while she was also attacked inside the stronghold. After an explosion, the scene went black, and it was a long time before Karelinna woke up, climbed out of the rubble, and escaped.

The issue arose during this blackout period, which the Security Bureau suspected was caused by someone deliberately deleting or sealing Karelinna's memory.

But the other party's technology was highly advanced, leaving no trace.

Seeing Karelinna too weak to speak, the Security Bureau agent took out a section of a syringe, preparing to give her a harsh wake-up call.

But a rapid knock on the door interrupted his action.

The door of the interrogation room was pushed open, and another agent, dressed similarly, quickly stepped in and handed over a terminal.

"Anqiluo, this is the latest intel from Night City. Horizon Corporation's people and the French made a trade in Dog Town, and over twenty containers of unknown cargo were shipped, conservatively estimated at over a hundred tons."

In the footage on the terminal, a convoy of trucks carrying containers stopped on a clearing at Dog Town Spa, then unloaded the entire trailers, which were transferred to the rear of the French convoy's vehicles by crane and transported all the way to the Orbital Aviation port for shipment.

They are smuggling something.

Anqiluo inquired,

"Did you find out what's inside?"

That agent shook his head.

"They are tightly guarded. We can only search related information on Orbital Aviation's official website; the cargo list shows that the containers hold Chun Er products. Someone mentioned hearing the sound of liquid sloshing."

Chun Er...

Chun Er couldn't possibly be transported via airship—it's too costly; there must be something hidden within the Chun Er.

Anqiluo: "Have you identified which company's people are involved?"

"It's someone from Alstom's diplomatic department. He went to Night City to discuss the South American transport security issue with Huang Ban. Suddenly, he got involved with Horizon Corporation's people. Should we...?"

The agent made a gesture implying assassination.

"Wait a moment."

Anqiluo didn't want to target the French company at this time. The two matters may not be related, indiscriminate killing might lead to troubles.