Cyberpunk: 2075

After eating, Oliver looked at David who was walking away happily, his steps a little light, and asked Karl a question:

"Although Karl, you said that as long as he doesn't want to keep it for himself, the money will be his, but aren't you afraid that this kid will really run away with the money?"

"Ten thousand euros is not a big sum of money to us now. If he is honest, giving it to him will be treated as some kind of investment. But if he really doesn't even prepare to accept the money, he wants to keep it for himself. If you run away..."

Karl recalled the taste of the delicious juice in the luxury restaurant and continued: "We can find him and give him money, and we can get rid of him."

"That's true."

Oliver crossed his hands and looked at David's back: "But I have an inexplicable feeling that this guy will do a good job, and maybe he will do a good job. Do you think this is because he is also from Santo Domingo?" relation,

Does it make me a little bit biased towards my hometown? "

"Come on, you're not allowed to go back to your homeland, right? If you ask me, you people in Night City are really weird. None of you call yourself a Night City person. You just use the neighborhood as your place of origin. "Jack is from Heywood and you are from Santo Domingo, so the distinction is clear."

"In the city, if we don't differentiate by neighborhood, how can we distinguish them?"

Jack came over with the bill he had specially asked the restaurant to issue: "After a meal of 1,200 euros, you can afford one-tenth of a pig. That kid looks quite thin, but I didn't expect it." So edible.”

"This is what long-bodied people are like."

As the person who paid the bill, Karl naturally knew the price of this meal. It had to be said that this meal was indeed luxurious. Except for the people at their table, the other guests in the entire restaurant were either the management's corporate dogs or the top gang members.

"Then, let's go back...

When Carl was about to ask Jack and Oliver about their next trip plans, Blanca's message came from his personal terminal.

Blanca: Are you interested in doing more private work?

Um?

Why is there still life?

Carl was happy to take the job, but it was too much.

The first two jobs he received from Blanca have not been completed yet, and here comes another one. Could this guy Blanca be the receptionist of some kind of mission center?

Karl: I’m still working on the task you gave me, but you know the task well. It’s not particularly urgent. I have some spare time. What kind of task do you want me to do? Forget it in the long term. I can take advantage of my free time in the short term. Answered.

Thinking about it carefully, it seems that the number of commissions I have received from intermediaries is not as many as those from Blanca.

But there is no other way. The money given by Blanca is really generous, and the task is simple and easy to understand. Her commission is much better than that stupid middleman Faraday. That guy takes more and gives less. What does Karl mean? I won't accept any more commissions from him.

Blanca: It’s just a short-term mission. There is a retired lieutenant from the new United States Armed Forces named James Norris. He recently arrived in Night City. Let me tell the truth. He is from our military technology.

He originally came to Night City to help our company with some 'small things' as a retired employee, but for some reason, he suddenly shot us and his liaison staff yesterday, and ran to the city center... ．

Karl felt a little strange when Blanca stopped mid-sent.

Carl: So, are you going to let us deal with this traitor who has rebellious behavior?

Blanca: No, I want you to monitor him to see why he did what he did. If possible, communicate with him and let him go back to perform the task.

To put it lightly, the life of the contact person can be ignored, right? You are still useful, so you can ignore small mistakes, as is the way of the company.

Karl: What if he doesn’t want to go back to do the mission and doesn’t want to communicate.

Blanca: Then let’s get rid of him, assuming he has a cyber psychosis.

Karl: Just kill him without communicating. Is it that simple?

Blanca: Uh-huh.

It has to be Blanca’s commission. It’s really easy and simple to understand.

Karl: He is in the city center area, right? I can start searching now. Do you have any detailed information? Also, how about the reward?

Blanca: He has a military-grade countermeasure chip. There is no specific information about his hiding place. You can only find it yourself. As a sign of missing information, I will give you a little more. What do you think of 150,000 euros?

How much money should I pay if the information is missing?

Carl: Pay more, this doesn’t look like the corporate dog I know.

Blanca: Huh? Did you say that openly now? I thought you would cover it up a little.

Karl: It’s a cover-up. To be honest, you gave me so much because you probably didn’t want me to talk to the lieutenant properly.

Blanca: You're so sharp. Aren't you going to help me full-time? I just need a capable guy under my command.

Karl: Stop talking nonsense. If you have anything to say, I don’t know anyone well.

Karl knew that for Blanca, the good attitude she revealed in her words was because he could indeed bring benefits to her. If he could not bring benefits to her, then his end would not be worse than being killed. How much better is the dead liaison staff and James Norris who is unwilling to communicate.

Listening to Karl's words, Blanca did not show any emotion during the contact.

Blanca: Okay, let me make it clear. James Norris is equipped with a military-grade Siamwestein of our company that is still in the experimental confidentiality stage, and the person in charge of the experiment on that project is related to me. Don’t deal with it bit by bit;

As long as James Norris is confirmed to be a cyberpsychopath, the experiment in charge of the person in charge will fail. Not only will he be executed for wasting company resources, but I can also let my people take over that part of the project. .

Carl: Another office fight. I should really get used to this.

Blanca: This is the case in the company. If even a tough guy like James Norris becomes a cyberpsychotic because of the installation of the prosthetic body, it only means that the prosthetic body is not something ordinary people can afford. There is no value in continuing the experiment;

Don't worry, I just need to confirm that James Norris is a cyberpsychopath. I am not going to recycle the prosthetic body that has the color of his ex. If you are interested, you can use it. But I have to remind you that the prosthetic body above It has the Mewtwo recording software and monitoring equipment that all military prosthetics have. Without a military-grade countermeasures chip,

Remember to take it apart.

Karl: I don’t have the habit of removing prosthetic bodies from other people and using them. The rejection reaction of specially prepared prosthetic bodies is not acceptable to ordinary people. I have accepted this task. Please send me the detailed information.

While waiting for the data to be transmitted, Carl told Jack and Oliver about his communication with Blanca.

Former Lieutenant James Norris, a target worth 150,000 euros.