Interdimensional science and technology starting from cyberpunk

Chapter 271 Jefferson Peralez

[V: Go ahead, you’re so fucking awesome! I want to build one too! 】

Although it was just a text message, Lear could feel V's energy.

call--

The hovercraft engine roared.

Renfield, the world's top premium car manufacturer.

They are world-famous for their top-notch supercars The Sword in the Stone and Sword of the Lake Lady, but to say that the product that truly symbolizes the car owner's transcendence has to be the car in front of him.

Floating vehicle, Renfield Holy Sword.

The completely hand-made body, streamlined shell, and a small amount of pure wood filling fully demonstrate the dignity of the car owner.

The specially tuned floating engine takes into account both flexibility and quietness needs, and is paired with a sound-insulating structure to leave noise to the world and quietness to the car owner.

Anyone who sees this big guy will be confused, especially V!

This product is more like a legend to her and Jack!

Now, the legend appears in front of them!

The aerial vehicle slowly disappeared from sight and merged into the building. It was obviously the parking spot for the aerial vehicle that was about to dock into the building.

High-end places like this are usually equipped with special parking spots for floating cars, which are provided to high-end people who are different from ordinary people.

Lear patted the two people who were standing there with their heads raised, and said emphatically to V: "Look, the floating car is not far from you now, right?"

V nodded slowly: "Indeed - I want that!"

"Are you motivated now? Don't worry, there will be."

Jack rubbed his hands and followed: "When I get the car, can you lend it to me for two days? Mackinac is too conspicuous now."

"Yes, it's the person I'm looking for. You don't think you can escape unscathed after doing such a thing, do you?"

Jefferson was on the phone and slowly got out of the car under the protection of bodyguards.

On the other end of the phone, the guy looked very irritable and said in a low voice: "Perales, who claims to be legal and compliant, is helping the most wanted criminal in Night City. It's really disgusting."

"Whatever you say, Holt, you will never be able to take the position of mayor anyway, so just be a dog."

He hung up the phone, straightened his clothes, and planned to walk into the embers.

Just after he got off the car, Wallace, the security chief waiting here, immediately came up to him.

Wallace is a very professional security contractor leader. Compared to those edgewalkers who choose prosthetics, the leaders of this type of security contractor are more willing to choose external armor.

Implanting too many combat prostheses will make their brains unclear, so at most they will only choose neural components such as the Sian Westan as the basic prostheses. High-functional prostheses such as the Mantis Knife and the Gorilla Arm are basically useless. will appear on them.

Such formal security company contracting leaders will be more inclined to provide services with a cool head, a large logistics team and information support, rather than pure personal force.

A body armor made of special materials, a highly reliable rifle and a backup technical pistol, and a set of top-notch tactical goggles. These tactical equipment are basically all their equipment.

The support of an entire behind-the-scenes team is the fundamental guarantee for the services they provide.

Extremely powerful force is still very threatening, so they will provide security advice and warnings to employers at this time.

Wallace came to Jefferson: "Mr. Peralez, as your security director, I strongly recommend that you cancel this meeting.

The person you are about to meet is very dangerous, especially if you choose to do so in a wireless box.

In this environment, your life is completely in the hands of three outlaws. "

Jefferson raised his eyebrows: "First of all, I want to correct you. After NCPD's research and investigation, what the three of them did in the H8 skyscraper was entirely based on the NCPD employment contract.

The criminals they killed were all criminals with bounties. Maybe what you said makes sense. My life will be in their hands——

But strictly speaking, they are not criminals. "

“But there’s also the Company Square blackout and the border wall.”

"Okay, stop talking. At least they don't have any bounties on their heads now."

The blackout in the company square became an unsolved case, and the truth disappeared amid increasingly outrageous rumors.

Military Technology, which was the first to issue a wanted order, cleared the air with them during the border wall incident and canceled the reward.

The fierce battle in the H8 skyscraper, with the intervention of various forces, allowed them to leave the skyscraper unharmed after killing more than 200 people--

So strictly speaking, there is really nothing wrong with this famous mercenary team.

On the contrary, senior people look at their records and appreciate them, such as Jefferson.

He looked down upon all kinds of illegal armed forces, especially gangs and illegal mercenaries in the city, who sold themselves out just for money.

But these three people were different, and he couldn't feel any disgust at all.

He works neatly, with high quality and efficiency, and even what he does is so just—at least in his eyes.

In the past, it was absolutely impossible for Jefferson to come into contact with such mercenaries.

Wallace is still fighting for: "At least the meeting should be moved to a private room with a net and equipped with security."

Jefferson abruptly interrupted his security director's suggestion: "What I'm looking for is the most professional mercenary in Night City, not some murderous maniac. I will still give you this respect.

Secondly, you are the security director, and you only make suggestions for my safety, not control.

Now, as an employer, I would like to make my suggestion: Instead of worrying about them killing me, you'd better keep an eye on your surroundings to see if anyone will continue to use the guise of revenge-seeking mercenaries to arrange a group of heavily armed gunmen to point their guns at you. Accurate me.

If this really happened, I might have to pay an additional fee to hire these mercenaries on site - in that case, you would be unemployed. "

Wallace was speechless and stood there watching Jefferson leave the place.

Watching Jefferson's leaving figure, Wallace silently walked towards the staff passage.

Jefferson would never have taken such a risk with such an outlaw before.

He began using encrypted channels to deliver messages:

"Attention teams, despite my stated reservations, Target Alpha has decided to contact the mercenary team.

The target may have been chosen for a reason, but involving the mercenary team in a political election could have serious repercussions.

This move could seriously deviate from the behavioral paradigm. "

Ember, one of the most luxurious restaurants in Night City.

In the private room where light and dark are mixed, all the lights are designed without main lights. Diners can't detect where the light source is at all, but it will not make the indoor space dark.

The light was just right, enough for the interviewers to see the faces of both parties clearly.

High-grade wood that cannot be named, high-grade stone that looks high-grade, and exquisite carvings.

There are also meals made from organic food that they have never seen before. This is how Jack and V feel.

They actually couldn't tell which ones were valuable and which ones were not, but they just felt that these things were very valuable.

Of course, such small psychological changes could not escape Jefferson's eyes, but Leal's calmness was beyond his imagination.

He smiled and said: "Finally I see you in person, first we should have a drink."

"Why?"

Leal asked rhetorically.

This candidate's brain is very complicated. When contacting him, it is best to probe as many reactions as possible for analysis.

His outward appearance can be called a kindhearted person, but if he lets his guard down because of this outward appearance.

Maybe I don’t know how I died.

Jefferson may have meant no harm, but the person behind it is hard to say.

Jefferson raised his glass: "Of course, for everything you do in the H8 skyscraper, there is almost no justice in this city, it's all just for money.

But you are really an outlier, first biotechnology, then the Tiger Claw Gang, and the NCPD deputy director who is covering them, and

I can't say this, after all, I don't have any concrete evidence.

But no matter what, you still make me think that the grand robbers that people usually talk about may still exist.

So this cup is dedicated to you, to the truth you revealed, and to the children you rescued.

Thank you for bringing light to the city. "