Cyberpunk: 2075

"How about it, I did a good job this time, I'm a professional."

Blanca was stunned for a moment when she heard what Carl said while surrounded by her subordinates. Then she sighed deeply.

She moved her lips, wanting to say a lot, but after thinking about it, she just said helplessly: "It's indeed professional."

"I won't let you down."

Carl smiled: "There were three attackers this time, I solved them all, but I don't know how many more there are."

With other people watching nearby, Carl naturally couldn't openly say that he and Blanca had cleaned up the deal with those people, so he just used the words that he didn't know how many more there were to hint Blanca to tell him.

After all, Carl had solved five former ACPA trainees, and he wanted to ask about the progress of the task.

"You have completed it."

Blanca looked at the things she asked her subordinates to investigate, with a complicated expression: "The people who attacked me this time were betrayers in the company. Five people died when they fled the company. The one you solved was the last one who was dissatisfied with "me."

"In other words, it's settled?"

The long-term commission was settled?

"It's over."

The deal is done.

"Then..."

The agreed reward.

"Let's talk about it later."

Let's chat privately later.

Under the gaze of other military technicians, Carl and Blanca had a conversation that only the two of them could understand. Carl looked at the half-collapsed Spanish restaurant and asked Blanca with his eyes.

Blanca, who thought he was asking whether to continue the date, shook her head: "I have to go back and deal with related matters this time. They actually dragged me into this. I can't let them off no matter what."

She is now the person who manages a department. Those bastards really dare to do such a thing!

Although Blanca also regretted that the date was interrupted like this, she was also very satisfied with the short time she talked with Carl. It felt enough.

At least, she understood what kind of person Carl was, and understood that she could trust him and try to get close to him.

"Is it over..."

Looking at Carl, who showed an inexplicable regretful expression after hearing that the date was over, Blanca was in a good mood.

It seems that she is not the only one who feels regretful.

But before Blanca, as the older "sister", could say some comforting words to the "younger brother" on the other side of the date, Carl's next muttered words made her words stuck in her throat.

"I was thinking of taking the opportunity to pack some food for Jack and the others, but now it seems that I have to pay for it myself."

Blanca looked sideways at the Spanish restaurant that was a little damaged, but the kitchen was still intact.

Thinking about Carl's previous behavior of putting herself in the kitchen...

Could it be that in his subconscious thoughts, the kitchen and himself are equally protected?

"Your blood pressure is rising and has exceeded the normal value, please pay attention."

Listening to the prompt of the detection chip, Blanca clenched her fists, rushed to Carl and threw a sentence.

"I booked that restaurant tonight. You can eat as much as you want him to cook, and I will pay for it!"

"Really? ! "

While Carl was pleasantly surprised and thinking about bringing food to Jack and the others, Blanca had already turned around and left.

"Hello, next time, just let me know if you have anything to say. See you next time!"

Listening to Carl's happy farewell words behind her, Blanca paused for a moment and quickened her pace. A woman who served as her secretary quickened her pace and asked, "Minister,

How should we deal with this matter?"

"I want them dead."

The secretary was stunned for a moment. She didn't expect to hear such a gnashing of teeth from Blanca, who usually had a cold face. So she was a little unbelievable and thought she had heard it wrong, so she asked again: "Sorry, Minister, I didn't hear it clearly."

She paused, stared at the secretary with her eyes, making the secretary's body stiff, and then Blanca almost pounded the words into the secretary's heart:

"I said, I want them dead!"

"But Minister, will that... "

"I'm in power now, and many people don't seem to be convinced. This time, I have to make them understand who is in power."

Blanca said, because she turned her head, she saw Carl in her peripheral vision.

He was walking towards the Spanish restaurant happily.

"We have to make them understand who is in power."

"I heard you clearly, Minister, you don't have to say it.'

The secretary wanted to say it, but looking at Blanca's face, she was smart enough to shut up and just nodded.

Turning around and continuing to walk, Blanca's face gradually calmed down, and after sitting in the car that came to greet her, she returned to her previous indifference.

"Research Department, Research Department. '

You can only pick out ten elites from one million people, and use them to assassinate me, right?

Then wait and see.

Ten elites from one million people are nothing, Night City with a population of seven million can easily produce seventy, not to mention the entire New America.

Don't let me find any traces of you. If I find any, I will...::

I'll let you know how this mercenary team at the top of the seven million people kills people!

"Hehehe~Hehehe~""

On the other side, after Blanca left in the car, Carl sat in the seat of the restaurant and asked the chef and waiter who were still in shock: "Do you have insurance here?"

The two people who were still a little scared looked at Carl who was sitting there with a smile, listened to his chat-like words, and their hands and feet trembled unconsciously. They stopped thinking about the answer.

Then, the husband who was married to the chef and worked as a waiter in the store smiled and answered:

"I bought it, home insurance. After all, even if the city center is safe, there will always be accidents."

"That's good. I was afraid that you would have no money to open a store this time, and I was thinking about whether you needed a partner. After all, the food in your restaurant tastes really good."

"If there is a next time, we welcome you. ”

The chef also smiled at Carl, and then stood up: "But now, let's get back to the original matter. Guest, what do you want to eat? We should continue to entertain you."

"Can I order all the menus?"

"Of course."

The chef put on his apron again: "After all, all the consumption in our store tonight has been booked, right?"

"Won't it be too tiring?"

"Don't worry."

The waiter gave Carl a thumbs up: "My wife is the most amazing chef in the entire Night City."

"Come in and work, don't just talk. There is only one guest, you have to help in the kitchen. '

"Yes, yes, yes."

Watching the couple start to get busy, Carl sent good news to Jack and others on the communication.

"The midnight snack is ready, and our long-term commission has also been completed. We can prepare to select the prosthetics of military technology."