Arrest

Watching the recorder in Duanmu Ai's hand, Fei Ai Cuo's expression darkened slightly.

"What are you, anyway?"

"That's none of your business. I'm just asking you—are you going to obediently accept death now, or should I send you to the police station?"

"Hmph. You?"

Hearing Duanmu Ai's question, Fei Ai Cuo snorted coldly before snapping his fingers. Soon, the doors around them opened, and several men in black suits carrying firearms charged out, surrounding Duanmu Ai and Niijima Makoto.

"There's a third option, too: I kill all of you and throw you into the sea to feed the fish!"

"Ugh...!"

Facing the dark muzzles pointed at her, Niijima Makoto clenched her teeth and instinctively retreated toward Duanmu Ai. Duanmu Ai merely swept her gaze around the room and narrowed her eyes.

"Oh, ho. Illegally stockpiling firearms, and caught red-handed, too. You're really going to be in for it now."

After D issued the order to surrender all firearms in Night City, almost every human city had adopted similar regulations. Except for armed departments such as the military and police, no one was allowed to privately stockpile or use guns. This place was no exception. In fact, compared to many settlements, this city's gun ban was even stricter. Fei Ai Cuo had been baited by Duanmu Ai, but now that the guns had come out, even if he had done nothing wrong, he was going to be in trouble.

"Hmph. Let's see how long you can keep smiling. This is my territory, and the whole place is soundproofed. Don't expect anyone to come save you!"

"That's wonderful, then. Thank you for being so considerate..."

As she spoke, Duanmu Ai rotated her left hand, and a mobile phone appeared in it.

"Then let's see whether you have what it takes!"

"Do it.