Cyberpunk, Gambit Implant Source Project

"Then what do you do with the blood and flesh cut off from the customer's body?"

Victor explained to him, "Of course, it was a sum of money to get the body carrier to the crematorium. Seeing

that Bai Ge wanted to speak again, he continued to explain: "Don't think about transporting corpses or something, every time they go out on a mission, they are calculated according to heads, some arms and legs are fine, the workers in charge of cremation will not say anything, but if an extra corpse is inexplicably aggravated by the task, it will not work."

Although they are corpse carriers, they can't bring a few more corpses back, who knows if he killed them.

"Don't bother so much, just throw them in the bin 58 meters outside the clinic for the NCPD to find."

No one will find out that we did it. Qi Wei operated on the portable computer, heard their discussion, and spoke appropriately.

One was shattered in the head, the others died from hacking, NCPD is reluctant to care about the destruction between the major gangs, even if the gangsters die many people, they will not look at this garbage.

As for dispatching network surveillance to find clues to solve the case for these scumbags? Let's be the good citizen that NCPD cares about the most.

Moreover, even if they really bothered with the garbage on the ground, Qi Wei also dealt with the possible clues and modified the images of the Tiger Claw Gang in the surveillance.

As long as the blood stains are cleaned, no one will know that the Tiger Claw Gang has come to Viktor's clinic, and they can only be seen from the surveillance that they were killed halfway down.

"Well done Qi Wei, then I'll move the body over first."

After giving her a thumbs up, Bai Ge borrowed a large bag to contain the body, transported it to the side of the garbage can, opened the lid and threw it in one by one.

In the alley, children still squatting on the ground petting cats or sitting bored watched Bai Ge carrying bags and looming corpses.

Their faces were as usual, and they seemed to have been accustomed to this kind of scene and did not feel strange.

After thinking about it, Bai Ge went to Misti's store and exchanged 1,000 euros for 1,000 euros in cash with an identity USB flash drive, intending to give them a sum of money to be regarded as mental compensation and hush money.

Walking out the back door under Misti's shocked gaze, he planned to give points to several children.

"Come here, kid." Bai Ge waved the banknote and beckoned them to come in the dim light.

The eyes of several little ones who were less than his leg height lit up, and although it was dark, they could clearly see the banknotes in his hands and the sound of brushing.

One of the little girls pushed the cat away from her lap and came to Bai Ge with a puff of smoke.

The other children followed, all looking hopefully at the bills in the white singer.

He said, "We see you moving the body, you give me one euro, I won't say it."

Bai Ge was stunned when she saw their appearance, and looked at these children who were spinning around their legs and couldn't speak.

He knew that the educational resources of Night City were not good, tuition fees were expensive, and public schools were completely decorations.

Parents in Night City are reluctant to send their children to public schools, mostly because the teachers are not very willing to teach, allowing these children who do not understand anything to play and fight in class.

But these children are so eager for money at a young age, Bai Ge feels ridiculous about this.

It's not for nothing that Night City is so crazy.

After distributing the money to the child, Bai Ge returned to the clinic and told Qi Wei about it.

Qi Wei stopped working and lit a cigarette: "Night City is like this."

Seeing that he was silent, he turned his head sideways and continued: "Do you want me to hold you and comfort you?"

Bai Ge immediately smiled and leaned over to her side, "Of course, my wounded soul needs your comfort at this moment.

"You guy hurry up and go away, don't disturb my work." Qi Wei was defeated by his shameless face climbing along the pole, put down the tool and hurriedly pushed away the smelly white song.

Viktor, who cleaned the filthy house, looked at this scene and pushed his glasses, the young man was quite lively, and he didn't look like a neurotic.

Bai Ge, who was about to drill into Qi Wei's arms, heard the movement behind the curtain at this time, and then straightened his body and returned to his normal appearance.

"Ahem, Qi Wei, are you going to take a look?"

"You guy..." Qi Wei glared at him dissatisfied, straightened her wrinkled coat, got off the sofa, and lifted the partition curtain to check the situation.

Viktor changed into clean clothes before going to see the little girl.

"How does it feel?" Viktor asked her in a kind tone.

"It feels good doctor, but I feel that my legs are a little disobedient." Sasha woke up in a daze, moved his prosthesis twice, and told the doctor how he felt.

"That's normal, you don't fit well with the prosthesis, there will always be a little problem the first time, take two more steps to synchronize it with your nerves, and then it will be as you wish."

Victor gave her the flexible stimulant: "Take two puffs, and then come down and try your newly installed prosthesis."

Sasha took the sign and pressed it, then got off the operating table.

She hit her tiptoes and tried.

Then the whole person stood completely on the ground, and Sasha looked left and right at his legs and jumped on the ground.

There was no sound, and Sasha was immediately satisfied.

Viktor pushed a body mirror and asked her to see what it looked like.

Looking at herself in the mirror, she circled.

It was found that Sister Qi Wei's long legs were installed on herself, and there was no sense of violation except that her height had risen by 8 centimeters.

Sasha paid satisfied, and Qi Wei led her to psychotherapy, and Misty had been waiting for a long time.

After Victor cleaned up the operating table and instruments, he found that Jarvis was still sitting in the rest area, so he asked him: "Is there anything else?"

Bai Ge nodded and said what he wanted to do about learning the prosthetic implant technique.

"I'm going to learn prosthetic surgery, I wonder if it's convenient for you?"

"Learning prosthetic implant surgery?" Viktor looked at him unexpectedly.

Think for a while, drag a chair and sit down in the lounge area.

Then tell him his situation: "I'm just an underground black doctor, even the technology is self-taught, I don't even have a license, I think you should go to a regular college to study."

The experts there are much better than my wild skills. "

If there are conditions, Bai Ge really plans to study in a university specializing in this area.

But after assassinating two Arasaka executives, the news has already informed the world of his image, and he is equipped with an unknown prosthesis that the world cannot scan, and he cannot change his image.

If he goes to the academy, he is not so much to study as to be studied.

The knowledgeable old pedants could see his unusual prosthesis at a glance and called security guards on the spot to arrest him and release him into the laboratory.

Hey! Wait to be dissected.

Bai Ge said helplessly: "You also know my current reputation, the citizens of Night City see me like a cyber madman, which academy dares to accept me?"

"Hmm... That's right. Viktor touched his chin and carefully looked at the person whose lower half of his face was covered by projections, his gaze sweeping over his entire body.

Judging from his physical structure, the degree of transformation is very high.

"Logically, with your reputation, to say a word on the road, there must be many prosthetic doctors who will definitely come up with the best craftsmanship to serve you, why learn it yourself?"

Viktor didn't understand this, Jarvis's daimyo was like an ancestor in the mercenary world of Night City today, and in order to make an impression, he wanted to provide everything.

These naturally include prosthetic doctors who want to make a name for themselves.

"Learn more about the craft, and I personally hate people who associate with scavengers." Bai Ge did not tell him about the source plan's prosthesis, but instead told him about his investigation of him.

Viktor understood that doctors like himself who did not accept the source of scavengers were extremely rare, and even if they did, they were quickly squeezed out of the market.

He was also stained with the light of Misty before he could barely drive it.

He pushed his eyes, smiled and said kindly: "Oh? Then I am quite honored. "