Cyberpunk: 2075

"Click.

As the car door closed, a person stepped out of the modified vehicle that the reception staff had never seen before. It looked quite special.

He was a well-proportioned and powerful man with short hair. Although he was wearing a dark suit, it was difficult to conceal his strong physique. Just a glance after getting off the car made the two greeters at the door feel a huge feeling. pressure.

Even the greeters who have received countless guests have never felt that gaze before. It is completely different from the gazes of other guests or bodyguards.

The scrutiny revealed under the sunglasses seemed to regard them as fish on the chopping board, ready to be slaughtered at any time.

Fortunately, the inspection that made the reception staff shudder did not last long. After briefly looking at them, the man with sunglasses and short hair looked elsewhere, as if he was inspecting the surrounding environment for danger.

After a brief inspection, he turned slightly sideways, leaned down and nodded to the people in the car.

As he nodded, the driver's seat was opened, and a young man with blond hair and a mustache walked out. He was not wearing sunglasses and had a serious face. After getting off the car, he glanced around, as if The second confirmation was normal, and as the blond young man got out of the car, a strong man stepped out of the passenger seat.

The sturdy man was also wearing a suit, but his suit looked like it could be broken by his tight muscles at any time. His steps were steady and powerful, and he seemed to be able to release amazing power at any time, even though he was tall. It's not an exaggeration, but when he stood there, he felt as heavy as a mountain.

As these people who looked like bodyguards got out of the car and continued to check again, the real owner finally got out of the car and appeared in front of the reception staff.

He was a young man who looked quite young, probably around twenty years old, with black hair and a handsome face.

He was wearing a finely tailored suit, with every inch of fabric fitting his figure perfectly. His eyes were confident and calm, and he looked extraordinary. His movements when getting out of the car were unhurried and extremely elegant, and every move he made was elegant. He exuded good upbringing and demeanor. In the eyes of the reception staff, he was an aristocratic gentleman who could be recognized at a glance even if he was thrown into the crowd.

Here comes the big shot. '

The two greeters glanced at each other quietly, and their postures straightened subconsciously. They waited for the guest who they knew was an important person at a glance to approach.

Seeing that the reception staff was ready to welcome them, V asked Karl a question in the communication: "Why are you so skillful in your movements Karl? I almost thought you were the heir of some company when I looked at it just now. I originally thought you were just talking. , So you really know how to do it?”

"You can learn something by watching Mewtwo once. Just imitate it. It's not difficult. It's all said and done."

Karl didn't think anything was wrong: "Let's go, it's time to go in, remember your identity, everything is as planned by T-BUG."

"Wait a minute, I'll start Hera's automatic parking program first and let it stop a little."

Listening to Oliver's words, Carl's body that was about to move paused slightly: "How much modification have you made? It is adapted to the bad land and the appearance is deformed. Now you have even added the program?"

"Small changes, just small changes."

With Oliver's connection, the modified car, which looked nothing like Sky Hera, parked in the parking space. Needless to say,

Jack took the lead and walked towards the Biltmore Millennium Hotel.

"Welcome to the Millennium Biltmore Hotel. We hope you will have a pleasant rest here."

The two greeters bowed slightly, then stretched out their arms, one on the left and the other on the right, politely guiding: "Guests, please enter the hotel through the main entrance. Our hotel has installed automatic scanning equipment to ensure the safest protection for you. "

Jack glanced at them, and then at the dozen or so suit security guards in black suits waiting inside the hotel. He didn't say anything, but was the first to stand at the door.

As Jack stood up, a scanning device popped up at the door. It emitted a light blue light in the eyes of the security guard and reception staff, and began to scan Jack up and down.

Jack's current face has been adjusted using Arasaka's face-altering chip, but no abnormalities were detected in the equipment scan at the Biltmore Millennium Hotel. After the scanning equipment scanned Jack for two seconds, something appeared. green light.

"The weapons you are carrying are within the scope of the Biltmore Millennium Hotel's self-defense regulations."

A greeter said this and continued to bow: "Welcome to the Biltmore Millennium Hotel."

"Um."

Jack just nodded slightly and walked into the hotel under the gaze of the security guard who was obviously more relaxed. There was nothing unusual about his face wearing sunglasses, but he had already shouted on the communication channel:

"Damn it, it has to be Arasaka's product. As expected, it has to be Arasaka for military technology. It can't be picked up by the scan. That's great. I had already thought of the reason why my face had to be covered up if it was scanned."

"Without this capability for military technology, Arasaka wouldn't be the same Arasaka."

As Jack passed the scan, Oliver, who was second, and Carl, who was third, also passed the scan easily. However, when it was V's turn, the scan paused slightly, and the security guard's eyes focused on V's waist. Katana.

"This weapon has exceeded the scope allowed by the hotel regulations. Please temporarily store the weapon at our front desk. We will return it intact when you leave."

"You can bring in a pistol, but not a samurai sword?"

There was a complaint in the channel, but V still maintained his serious bodyguard persona. He didn't say much and silently handed his cherished samurai sword to the security guard temporarily. Seeing V's cooperation, the security guard nodded and showed a hint of gratitude to V.

He originally thought that this kind of bodyguard who looked very cold and cold-blooded would be quite difficult to talk to, but he didn't expect that he was quite sensible.

After taking the samurai sword, the bodyguard identified the structure of the samurai sword through his artificial eye scan.

KENDACHI's thermal samurai sword is one of the best samurai swords on the market. Even a bodyguard uses this level of samurai sword. The person who came this time is not simple.

After V handed in his samurai sword, they entered the lobby of the Biltmore Millennium Hotel. As they approached the front desk, the front desk staff who had stored their registered facial information recognized them and bowed to Carl and the others, especially Carl.

"Mr. Gaius, welcome to the Biltmore Millennium Hotel."

On the information display of the front desk staff, the young man named Gaius was marked as coming from a long-standing powerful family in Rome, Italy.