Cyberpunk, Gambit Implant Source Project

In the end, Marshall couldn't stop pleading, and made Bai Ge promise to pay him 7750 euros later, and the extra money was calculated as his labor expenses and replenishment of his lost food.

Bai Ge carried Qi Wei into the back seat and watched as they disassembled the valuable electronic devices in the vehicle.

None of this he was interested in, all he needed was that the vehicle could run normally.

When everything was disassembled, drive away to the sound of Marshall's farewell.

Qi Wei, who had been lying for more than ten days and had committed a long time ago, took out the lighter from the solid cigarette storage tube where Bai Ge stuck the plasma pistol.

He lit his cigar and took a sip: "What are the origins of those people?" It seems to be quite familiar with you

" Holding the steering wheel, looking around, Bai Ge said: "I have met several times, and I borrowed some food from them."

Thinking of that black one-eyed dragon, I remembered the 7750 euros owed to him.

"By the way, you have to help me make up a copy of the identity USB flash drive, and I have to give that one-eyed dragon money."

Qi Wei exhaled smoke and lay lazily on the back seat: "I can't do it empty-handed."

She put her feet on the front seat and whispered comfortably: "It feels awesome to come alive!"

Holding her a glance, Bai Ge continued to look ahead: "Next, where do we find a place to stay in the West Wind Manor, by the way, find Yumen Xuezi to ask for a reward, you should consider what you want now."

"The royal family and nobles, they can't get it without them." Qi Wei's godless eyes regained some luster.

Think in your head about the best items you've heard of.

After a while, she gave up thinking and turned into a salted fish again.

The only things of high value in her mind were hacker prostheses or devices she had heard of but had never seen.

She didn't care much about anything else that had nothing to do with mercenaries.

"By the way, Bai Ge, my mailbox and phone have exploded during this time."

"Oh? What's the situation?

"About Arasaka that thing."

Qi Wei opened her personal email and call records, which were densely packed with unread messages.

"Night City is a character with a head and a face, and everyone has called me."

Qi Wei casually clicked on an email sent by the management of a company that had never heard of the name to check for information.

"Ah~ Someone said all the good things and planned to give me an exceptionally lucrative commission, a full 1 million euros."

Gee....

Qi Wei inexplicably felt uncomfortable, and this commission had some impact on her three views.

What is this? Man sits at home and entrusts heaven to come?

There is no need for an intermediary to tie the strings, the employer of the person with a shy smile on his own up, providing information with excessive details, the target's various hobbies and frequented places are in sight, and all kinds of good words are afraid that she will not answer.

Qi Wei looked at the information in the attachment and seriously suspected that this commission was to change the law to send money.

With this kind of detailed information, calling a cripple to buy a broken gun in a vending machine can complete the task.

Bai Ge pouted and said angrily: "Are you stimulated? The tone is weird.

Qi Wei rolled her eyes, ignored Bai Ge, and continued to flip through the information in the letter.

"It's all big people." Qi Wei looked at all the letters one by one and sighed. "Everyone started by saying hello to me, then saying that there was a well-paid commission, inviting me to a tea party to discuss the details, and then asking me to bring you by name."

Seeing that all the forces with heads and faces in Night City sent emails to her, and Arasaka was no exception.

At this time, Qi Wei thought of something pleasant, and with a smile on her face, she joked about Bai Ge, who had no mood swings: "If your phone had not been broken, I would have thought of those company managers kneeling and begging you to accept the commission."

"Well, those people's commissions are estimated to ask me to kill an executive, or run to the facilities of a hostile company to grab some confidential items."

Bai Ge naturally understood what kind of goods these executives were, and naturally disdained these people.

.....

Driving towards the West Wind Manor, the people gradually become dense, and the buildings here are much better than the sea view area.

At least, advertisements can be seen from tall buildings.

Driving the car through the streets and alleys, Bai Ge paid attention to the information of renting on the street.

Although Taiping Prefecture is chaotic, there is no NCPD, killing people is not illegal, and the city hall will not take a look here.

But some basic order still exists, there are basically no mass shootings in the areas controlled by the Voodoo gang, and walking on the street will not be suddenly shot in the head by passing cyber maniacs.

Voodoo gangs are protecting the inhabitants here.

.....

After turning around, I found a message in a dark alley that was asking for rent.

Qi Wei immediately called the landlord and said that she wanted to rent.

The host made them wait in place for a while.

Soon, a young landlord wearing body armor arrived over.

The first second of the meeting, the eyes of the rock-punk dressed youth were attracted by Bai Ge.

He exclaimed: "Pushkin Jarvis?!"

The young man was taken aback and seemed surprised.

As he walked, the young man said, "God, I can't believe I can meet you here!" By the way, is this Ms. Qi Wei next to you?

Looking at the familiar landlord, Bai Ge frowned, especially when he came up to shake hands.

He is now holding the weak Qi Wei and is very resistant to strangers approaching.

Pushing away the punk youth who was trying to get closer, Bai Ge said expressionlessly: "Stay away from us, boy."

The young man did not mind Bai Ge's attitude after being pushed away.

He continued to grin excitedly: "We all love you to death, we all say that you are a legend, can you sign my clothes?" Right? Sure, right?

After that, he directly took off his coat and showed this dress with various abstract patterns printed in front of Bai Ge's eyes.

"I think he must have taken drugs." Qi Wei's eyes kept looking at the young man who painted smoky makeup at the corner of his eye.

You can tell from his bloodshot eyes that the landlord must have been skating before he came.

"I don't have a pen." Bai Ge made an excuse at random, intending to leave here to find a place to stay again.

Who knew that this punk young man was even more excited after hearing Bai Ge's words.

He actually took out a knife and cut it off his body.

Bai Ge was a little surprised to see his behavior, what is this Nima?

Qi Wei was not surprised, and looked at the landlord who had slipped away with a red light in her eyes and an expressionless face.

She has hacked into the landlord's system, and as long as he makes a slight outrageous move, a quick crack chip can make his system restart.

The young man cut the flesh and blood on his arm and stepped forward to hand Bai Ge the wound that spilled blood.

"Write in my blood, it's even better!"

Saying that, his body trembled slightly with excitement, and he held his clothes in one hand, like a pilgrim.

Bai Ge couldn't help it anymore, took a deep breath and scolded: "You TM is sick, right?"