Cyberpunk: 2075

"You handled it so quickly?!"

After dealing with the scum, Carl, who had just walked out of the pharmacy, received a reply from Dai Nuo. Obviously, he did not expect that the task that was just sent in the morning and was expected to be completed in two weeks was completed by Carl and his team in the evening.

"It has been solved. I sent you the address. Remember to finish it. I will let the hackers in our team follow up later. Don't let me catch you receiving these things."

"Don't worry, I don't have to destroy our relationship for these things, especially after seeing that you acted so decisively and quickly...

Dai Nuo said so, and he really thought so.

He received the work in the morning and sent the person away in the evening. Who dares to make such a ruthless character unhappy?

"Then I've transferred my money, remember to receive it."

"No verification required?"

"I was thinking of asking you to take some photos and show them to me, but now it's not necessary. My people have seen the trauma team arrive at the location you sent, and now they are above you."

"Trauma team? "

Carl looked at the bodies scattered all over the ground. It was probably someone from the Tiger Claw Gang who bought the funeral service provided by the Trauma Team.

When facing JK, the Black Super Dream Director, in the past, Carl wondered why the Trauma Team still came even though JK was already dead.

Later, he went to check out the services on the official website and found that in addition to the basic services, members of the Trauma Team could also purchase funeral services. That is, even if someone died, the Trauma Team would come and take the body away to burn it in a reserved cemetery.

The Trauma Team originally retreated when the employer died, but with this service, they could leave a body to burn.

"Shu Shu."

Hearing some movement above his head, Carl moved a few steps to the side, and then an explosion sounded where he was standing.

"Boom! "

The ceiling of the sewer room was broken by the falling rocks, and then two trauma team members in white and green clothes jumped down in the ashes.

The ceiling of this modified room is not far from the road surface above, and it is very thin. The trauma team should have used some blasting method to directly complete the breakthrough.

The trauma team should pay compensation for the damage to the road surface to the city hall later.

Thinking so, Carl found that after the two trauma team members fell, they immediately pointed their smart weapons at him.

The weapons used by the trauma team are basically the products of Kangtao Company, with few exceptions. The weapons in the hands of these two trauma team members are also the same. At a glance, Carl can tell what the weapon is.

"Kangtao G-58 Classic', Carl himself has one.

Being pointed at by the smart weapon, Carl did not make any move, but calmly looked at the trauma team members under the protective helmet:

"Seven minutes to save lives, otherwise refund."

Carl said the slogan of the trauma team: "Five minutes have passed now, your speed is indeed not slow. I didn't expect that in addition to saving lives, you can also maintain such quality in funeral services. Now I have to consider whether to apply for a relevant membership for myself."

Faced with Carl's praise, the two trauma team members did not speak, but just silently put down their guns.

The two have already judged that Carl should be the one who killed their user. If the user is still alive, then according to the regulations, in order to protect the user's safety, they should attack Carl to eliminate the threat, but now that the user is dead, it is just to collect the body, so there is no need to cause more conflicts.

What's more, they all know that face. Night City's now famous mercenary KK, if there is no need to provoke, they really don't want to provoke.

A standard trauma team consists of six people, the driver of the hovercraft, the co-pilot, two safety experts, an emergency worker and an assistant emergency worker. In front of Carl, let alone the six people in this car, even if several hovercrafts in the surrounding blocks and the teams on them were pulled here, it would not be enough.

In silence, Carl watched four members of the trauma team jump down from the top one after another. The two people who should be safety experts jumped down first and guarded themselves with guns, while the other two people who should be emergency and assistant emergency personnel held an instrument in their hands and began to identify and compare the households on the ground. It seemed that they were going to assemble the customers in the pile of households that were divided into two halves on the ground and take them away.

"What's the noise, Carl, aren't you leaving yet?"

At the door leading to the waterway in this room, the voices of Oliver and others came. The three of them walked halfway and found that Carl did not follow them to go back through the stinky sewer, and walked back again. When they came, they saw the trauma team and the big hole above their heads.

"Trauma team?"

Oliver looked at the white and green personnel on the ground checking the bodies, and felt a little emotional:

"When I was young, my sister and I watched the cases of saving lives and healing the wounded on their company's GG, just like the angels in white, and we wanted to become a part of it. I didn't expect that what I see now is either collecting corpses or on the way to collecting corpses. Moreover, the so-called saving lives and healing the wounded actually only saves people who have purchased memberships. It's really ironic when you think about it."

"It's a job after all, more or less, better than being in a gang... maybe?"

Jack leaned against the door, looking at the hole made by the trauma team: "We can leave this place with their help."

"It's good not to go back through the stinky sewer."

Carl asked his teammates: "Speaking of which, we can afford the trauma team now, right? Should we buy a membership? There are three levels: silver, gold, and platinum. Platinum may be a little expensive, but compared with silver and gold, platinum is only slightly inferior to platinum in terms of three-minute reaction speed and some details. The price is fair and affordable. It's not a loss to buy one."

"Then they connected it to the biological monitoring and Positioning? "

Oliver said, but thought about it again: "But it seems to be okay. I remember that it has a short-term package, and you can order at least 24 hours of service. We can just follow this more affordable plan without affecting the usual plan."

"I'd better wait until I have more money."

V, who has the most limited funds in the team, is still concerned about the price, but his words made Carl wave his hand: "If you care about the money, how about waiting until the next task is completed?"

"The next task?"

V, Oliver and Jack didn't understand it very well. At this time, Carl sent the commission of Chiyo to the team.

"One hundred and fifty thousand euros per person, and the more people the better, the location is... Arasaka Tower!"

Jack widened his eyes. He and other people in the team were still worried about whether Carl would be in trouble when he went to Arasaka Tower a few days ago. As a result, this task is now their turn.

"Arasaka Tower..."

Oliver watched the trauma team carry a fragmented body up. He had a lot to say about this commission sent by Carl, but he didn't know which one to say first.

V looked at the 150,000 Euros and felt that he was indeed tempted, but the whole team still had to discuss this matter. Finally, after being tempted, he looked at Carl and said, "Let's go back and discuss the details of this."

"I think so too."

Carl nodded.

Going to Arasaka Tower is such a big thing, but the whole team still needs to discuss it carefully.

One day after Dino's commission was completed.

A floating car with Kenichi Shiro's identification code appeared in the air next to Arasaka Tower.