Cyberpunk: 2075

When the police officers were finishing up, Karl walked up to Jason and was about to say hello to him and leave when a police officer in police uniform came over cautiously holding something.

"Is something wrong?"

Jason, who originally wanted to talk to Karl, glanced at the police officer. His expression towards this subordinate was different from that of other subordinates, and he was a little serious: "Did you find something in the search?"

"No uncle, just..."

This female police officer, who looks to be about the same age as Oliver, is a little afraid of Jason. Judging from the name,

She seems to be a descendant of Jason.

"It's called your job at work!"

"Yes, Chief Jensen."

"Um."

After nodding to his junior, Jason said, "What's the matter?"

"Actually, I recorded Mewtwo before...:"

"kindness?"

Jason's voice made the female police officer lower her head unconsciously. She raised the recording device in her hands with both hands and presented it to Karl, who heard Chaomeng and looked over keenly.

"Originally, I planned to record the duty record... But with the participation of Mr. Carl and the Terrorist Mobile Team, I think this Mewtwo may become popular...:"

The supply of ordinary Mewtwos involving street gang fights is in short supply, let alone Mewtwos with heavyweight characters such as Carl and the Terrorist Mobile Team. In this police Mewtwo, the recording is still from a bystander's perspective, and it is foreseeable that there are continuous scenes. There are no prohibited elements, and it is more widely accepted by the audience. Maybe it is not difficult to even reach the top of Night City's Mewtwo this month.

Mewtwo will be on fire.

Karl heard the hidden meaning of these words: "You want to sell it?"

"Well, the NCPD duty records at Chaomeng Store are all the money I earned from doing business...

The female police officer glanced at Jason: "It can be used to establish connections with the chief."

"What?"

When he heard this, Jason was stunned for a moment: "Open the relationship, what are you talking about?"

"Uncle, you don't think that your promotion from the police station to the sergeant this time is really because of your merits. Uncle, you are too honest. How could you be promoted if you don't pay the money? You have been working in the police station before. How many years...::

The female police officer shrank her head: "If you don't get married and focus on doing things, you don't want to curry favor with the people above. The people above will only treat you as a useful tool."

Hearing his niece's words, Jason was a little unbelievable: "What did you do behind this promotion?!"

Isn't it because he was promoted from police officer to sergeant because he handled the cyberpsychosis incident? Isn't his credit enough?

"I didn't want to say it at first, but Mr. Carl is here this time. You have to ask for his permission to sell Mewtwo, otherwise I wouldn't bother to tell you this. Why do you think I always need pocket money, and why is dad always in financial difficulty? , Why do other people in the team often do personal things? Why don’t they give you enough money to bribe the people above you?”

The female police officer said: "You obviously know how to accept bribes from the company to improve the conditions in the team. Why don't you know how to bribe the people above you? If you don't pay, there is no way you will be promoted in the police station."

Hearing this fact that shocked him, Jason subconsciously looked around at the NCPD.

Police officer, but everyone in his team lowered their heads, as if they didn't hear.

"Then the deputy director, that damn bastard who always had a straight face, called me over, looked disgusting and praised me, saying that I finally became sensible..."

Jason understood.

This means that enough money has been paid and it has been paid in place.

"I really thought he was crazy."

When Jason was a little distracted, the female police officer was already looking at Karl expectantly.

"Mr. Carl, may I?"

"I don't care..."

Karl thought for a while and said: "When labeling, just don't put the cyberpsychosis label on it, you can just put it on, remember to label it as the group of people from the Terrorist Mobile Team.

"Thank you very much!"

The female police officer, who was obviously older than Karl, but was extremely respectful to Karl in attitude, showed a happy expression: "This Super Dream movie will definitely be popular. If it is sold, it might be able to improve the people in the team." Improve the equipment, or help uncle operate it better."

"There is someone I know who is getting bigger and bigger in the NCPD. It sounds like he is inserting people into the police station."

Jack, who originally came over to say hello to Carl that he could leave, listened to the whole chat and couldn't help but said: "It feels so amazing. I used to be arrested by the NCPD on the streets."

"Jack, if you commit a crime in front of me, I will arrest you too."

Jason, who had recovered somewhat, still reacted to Jack's words.

"You are inside our police station, but the famous Heywood District has stabbed you. If it weren't for the fact that we know each other now, I would have warned you."

"Don't worry, I'm very honest now."

Jack winked at Carl: "You think so, brother."

"You don't even believe what you are saying. I don't want to go to Mr. Jensen's place to get people. It will be embarrassing.

After Karl complained, he nodded to the female police officer:

"When Chaomeng is ready, send me one to see. I've seen the NCPD duty record you recorded. I really like the one in the fourth part where you faced the Maelstrom Gang and emptied the magazine. It's of high quality and good quality. Nice...: Oh, I almost forgot, do you know my address?"

"No, can you contact us?"

It was quite novel. After many contacts with middlemen who always knew their numbers and addresses, I almost assumed that everyone knew my number and address.

After exchanging contact numbers with the female police officer, Carl also said goodbye to the NCPD including Johnson:

"There is nothing for us here. See you next time."

"Wait a minute, Carl, I have something else to do."

As Johnson said, a remittance came.

"You forgot that this matter was settled. It's time to collect the money."

If Mr. Johnson hadn't reminded me, I would have almost forgotten about it.

Carl took the job, and he still had to collect the reward.

Carl looked at the money in the account.

"Ten thousand euros, accurate, this order is settled."

As a mercenary, this order means that this time is over.

Carl waved his hand: "If you have such a good job in the future, remember to call me again."

Watching Carl and Jack get on the Sky Hera driven by Oliver and fly away, Johnson looked at Andy, who was controlled and injected with anesthetics on the ground and fell into a coma.

"Good job?"

Sighed.

"Besides you, which mercenary would help others get justice for 10,000 euros and dare to face the terrorist mobile team."