Cyberpunk: 2075

If Carl wants to say something different about Night City on Christmas Day, there are some differences, such as the extra GGs on the elevator screens, who are chattering about their Christmas products, and the "moose" who are wearing Christmas clothes and walking around the streets, asking if you want to ride one and experience the feeling of "soaring into the sky" like Santa Claus.

His eyes swept over the body of a "moose", and Carl could only say that this kind of chest pompom design that intentionally highlights certain parts must be guided by professionals behind the scenes.

"Today's business may be good."

"Carl, you actually look at them too?"

Walking beside Carl, Oliver, who had returned from the Bad Land, followed Carl's line of sight and found that he was looking at the "moose". He glanced at the man and looked at Carl with a little strangeness: "I thought you were not interested in this."

"I am a normal male with normal sexual orientation."

Carl complained about Oliver's words: "Why do you think I would not look at the opposite sex who passed by with good clothes and good looks? "

Carl still looked at her once, though he wouldn't look at her for too long.

"I've seen you show special attention to some women before. For example, yesterday I thought you were going on a date with Blanca, but you told me halfway through that you had finished the commission. At that time, I felt like, 'Ah, this is Carl', you know?"

"It's not a conflict."

Carl was too lazy to pay attention to Oliver. He looked at V, who was invited to the city for dinner, and asked, "V, how is it, how do you feel about the city today? "

"I can only say that city people always like to do something fancy...

V's eyes swept across the red fishnet stockings of a woman wearing Christmas clothes passing by, and nodded slightly: "But don't say it, it's a feast for the eyes. In the bad land, such clothes will soon be filled with sand, and they can only be seen in the city."

"Come on, you guys."

Jack, who was walking in front, turned his head: "There is plenty of time to talk about this kind of thing. We have to get going now, let's do things first."

Tonight is Christmas Eve. Although Mrs. Wells doesn't like to do any special celebrations for Christmas, such as turkeys, Christmas trees, etc., and doesn't want to make the whole bar full of such decorations, there is one thing she is still very happy to provide for these children, that is, the Christmas cake she has reserved in advance.

An expensive big cake made with real eggs and butter.

The store where this cake is reserved is located in Watson District, but it is a special workshop that requires a special password. Now Carl and his friends are going to take this cake back.

Now the agreed transaction time is very close. If Carl, Oliver and V delay any further, the people on the other side might get suspicious and cancel the transaction temporarily and change the venue.

After all, that thing is quite expensive, and it costs thousands of euros at any time. This kind of specialized custom workshop is much more serious in its attitude than some illegal prosthetics, weapons and medicine transactions.

There are many people who order cakes from them in the whole Night City on Christmas Eve. If someone finds their traces and follows the clues to the place where the cakes are stored to destroy or steal them, the loss of the custom workshop will start from hundreds of thousands of euros.

"The number of fires caused by Christmas cakes has never been in the double digits. Be careful."

Jack shook his head. He was not afraid of any crossfire, but was afraid of the accident of cake damage: "Misty still wants to eat a sweet cake."

Misty will naturally come to the party at the Wolf Bar tonight. Since that meeting, the tense relationship between Mrs. Wells and Misty has eased a lot. Occasionally, Mrs. Wells will send a message to ask Misty to come to dinner together, just the two of them, because Jack is always busy. Now their relationship, in Jack's words, is that Misty is more like Mrs. Wells's child than his son.

"Misty wants to eat?"

Hearing Jack's words, Oliver, who was originally a little relaxed, became more serious: "Don't let her down."

Oliver doesn't have many friends, but he keeps every friend in his heart. If Misty wants to eat cake, then he must deliver the cake steadily.

"Ding."

Carl received the message and took a look: "T-BUG has arrived at the Wild Wolf Bar. He seems to be drinking. Lao Wei said that he still has many operations to do, but he will arrive on time."

Carl looked at other messages.

Jed, Oliver's friend, who met him during that detective mission, replied that he was sorry. He happened to be taking inventory today and didn't have time to come, but he had already sent corn to the Wild Wolf Bar as a party gift.

Mr. Johnson....

Oh.

Christmas, when Carl and his friends were relaxing, happened to be the busiest time for Mr. Johnson and his NCPD.

Even the cake robbery cases can reach double digits in one night, not to mention other things. Mr. Johnson said that he would be busy all night tonight and couldn't come...:

Then, a batch of wine seized in the morning and inspected was sent to the Wild Wolf Bar, so that they could drink to their heart's content tonight.

Black police, so greedy.

I have to remember to leave some things for them. I will send them over when I'm done. I will rent a delivery drone to send them over.

Just as Carl was reading the messages from Mr. Jensen and the others, Oliver asked: "Have Mr. Jensen and the others sent any messages...: Oh, they will be very busy tonight."

Halfway through, he came to his senses and scratched his head: "All the friends I know here are also in trouble. Do you know any other friends?"

"I know quite a few of them."

Jack said, but shook his head: "But you know, they are basically from gangs. They usually drink at the Wild Wolf Bar. My mother knows them all. They didn't want to participate in tonight's party and they all rejected my idea. Invited, he said he wanted our mercenary team to have a good rest."

"The person I know is Jack, maybe it's because he's not very familiar with us."

Carl has met Jack's friend a few times, but he has only said hello. Unfamiliar people will be more or less embarrassed when facing unfamiliar people. Maybe those guys from the Valentino Gang think so. .

"And they plan to help me keep an eye on it tonight."

"Look at it for Jack, what do you mean?"

Carl asked a little puzzled, but Jack just shrugged: "Just like Oliver's Sixth Street Gang, the Valentino Gang is not all united. There are also some people inside who are helping. When inside,

It’s just that I don’t have a hard time dealing with you. The gang is all about business and drinking is fine. But when interests are really involved, each one is more anxious than the other. "

"It seems that the world is as dark as crows."

Karl shook his head and realized that their destination was already close in front of them.