Cyberpunk: 2075

Chapter 528 141. A group of mercenaries

Dexter Deshawn, Carl's impression of this middleman is not that deep. After all, to be precise, Carl's team only escorted him once when he sneaked back to Night City. Then there is the impression that T-BUG often took his jobs before he left Night City because of the mess he made with the Voodoo Gang.

Remember he was going to hide for a while and slowly build up his reputation again, how come he appeared in the next life openly now?

Carl's thought flashed through his mind, and he figured it out the next moment.

Hiding is bullshit.

Back then, he fled Night City in a panic because he messed up the Voodoo Gang, and later asked Carl and his team to hire an escort because the Voodoo Gang still remembered him. Now the Voodoo Gang is dead, and the territory has been taken over by the NCPD branch and Mr. Hands. What else is there for him to hide.

All the creditors are dead, so how can he not appear openly?

Carl was a little speechless when he saw him sitting on the sofa with his legs crossed, smoking a cigar and puffing smoke.

He jumped out at such a bad time. It seems that Mr. Dexter Deshawn also wants to return to his previous position.

However, Carl only cared about Dexter Deshawn for a little while. After all, he had sent a message to the middleman, indicating that his team would not accept any work in the near future. He would not even accept the work of the old captain and the priest who were close to their team, let alone Dexter Deshawn who only had a little affection and cooperation basis.

Carl and his friends looked around and found that most of the seats were full, so they sat down at the bar one by one.

"Claire, give us something to moisten our mouths."

Oliver sat down and called Claire over. Claire, who had just served another guest a drink, turned around when she heard Oliver's voice change and was a little unfamiliar. Then she found that the person who spoke in a familiar tone was a strange blond young man.

Claire blinked, but didn't say anything rude like "Who are you?" Instead, she smiled and walked over: "Guest, what do you want?"

"Five servings of French fries first."

"French fries?"

Listening to the food that a certain team often ordered, Claire's eyes flashed with doubt. She glanced at the five people present, confirmed that the number of people was not the four people in the team she was familiar with, and asked tentatively:

"What kind of dipping sauce do you need?"

"Ketchup, pepper salt, yogurt sauce, mayonnaise."

After talking about these sauces, Oliver looked at Yori, and Yori continued: "I only need ketchup."

"Then two servings of ketchup, made of real tomatoes, not synthetic, and the money is indispensable."

'This kind of dipping sauce, this way of speaking'

Claire felt more and more familiar with it.

As a bartender, especially a bartender in a place like Laisheng, Claire is always smart. After she sensed this familiarity, she made a final test: "So, do you need anything to drink?"

"A non-alcoholic drink. I don't plan to drink today. By the way, give that person a cup of sweet tea."

As he said, Oliver pointed at Carl: "Pure water ice cubes with mint leaves."

Choose to drink sweet tea that young people or children like more in the bar, and also require pure water ice cubes and mint leaves.

Claire's eyes flashed with enlightenment.

She already knew who the people in front of her were.

I see.

No wonder the tone was so familiar, it was indeed an old acquaintance.

Claire's smile was more sincere: "I see, wait a minute, it will be over in a while, do you need anything else?"

Looking at the smile on Claire's face, Carl knew that she must have noticed their identities, so he asked: "Where is Rogge? Why didn't I see her? There are so many customers today, I thought she, the boss, would show up."

"These people may not be enough for Rogge to show up. Of course, if you and Brown, Mann and others want to see Rogge, maybe she will come to see him later."

"Wait a minute?"

Hearing this, Carl was a little surprised: "Japan Street should be very noisy today, Rogge is still busy assigning work to people?"

"In addition to assigning work, the boss still has to do other things."

Claire blinked at Carl, without saying it clearly, but just hinted: "After all, she is Rogge, isn't she."

'In other words, it's not about the middleman? '

Rogge is not busy with the middleman.

Carl immediately thought of Rogge's other identity.

Michiko Arasaka.

Could it be that Roger is now in the Arasaka Tower, meeting with Michiko Arasaka?

It seems that the real owner of the American Arasaka has also sensed a hint of the news.

Is he planning to learn about the matter from the streets? Considering the detective's past identity and reputation as a detective, this approach is similar to Sherlock Holmes's method.

Perhaps it won't take long for this person to know that Saburo Arasaka is coming to Night City. She may already have relevant information on her chopping board.

Before Carl thought about it, he noticed that after them, a new guest entered the afterlife.

The group of people looked very young, and they should be no older than Oliver at most, but their weapons and prosthetics were quite sophisticated.

Carl looked over and saw traces of heavy subcutaneous armor on the leader. After a closer look, he saw obvious signs of modification on his hands. Judging from the size that could not be concealed by the sleeves, he should have a gorilla arm.

And the footsteps also felt like a feline. Judging from the angle of the hunch, he should have a lynx claw prosthesis.

Heavy subcutaneous armor plus gorilla arms, this kind of prosthesis is obviously for fighting, but it is equipped with a lynx claw that reduces the sound of footsteps and is suitable for stealth?

It feels like a strong man riding a donkey to charge.

Then the thin person behind him

Single molecule line?

It is rare for Carl to see a mercenary using a single molecule line. After all, for an industry like mercenaries, it is really unnecessary to master a hacking technique while mastering firearms.

If you don't use single molecule wires to hack data, it will be mentally exhausting and not as labor-saving as using a samurai sword or a gorilla arm. Therefore, among the famous mercenaries in the city, only Carl uses it. Now, seeing a mercenary who seems to be quite capable use single molecule wires, Carl is more or less surprised.

While Carl was paying a little attention, he saw the group of four mercenaries walking in front of Dexter DeShawn.