Cyberpunk: 2075

"Hey, David, good morning."

Looking at the yellow-haired young man who was walking slowly from a distance and wiping the blood on his hands on his clothes, Karl, who was drinking synthetic milk on the street corner in the morning, said hello to him: "Have you dealt with the man? ?”

"It went very well."

David, who now looks like a young man with yellow hair, nodded: "They all thought that their stalking was not discovered by me. They thought that I was just a student, so they could easily take me somewhere and kill me."

"There were no traces left on the road, right?"

"Lucy is watching for me."

"Lucy."

Karl thought for a moment: "That should be no problem."

Regarding Lucy's level, Carl had a little competition when they first met. Generally speaking, it can be regarded as the level of an excellent hacker, although it is not as good as T-BUG.

"I haven't seen you for a month. You look unusual now."

Karl said, taking a closer look at the current David: "Did you put on the body armor and then install the subcutaneous armor under the skin? And then the gun on your back is...:...Ajax? Look? He looks like an elite mercenary."

Looking at David now, no one would connect him with David, a good student in the college. The two people are so different in appearance and temperament.

How should I put it, David, who is now a mercenary, seems to have a sense of confidence, which makes people think that he must be very capable of fighting just from his appearance.

"You look like an elite mercenary."

However, David's appearance did not last long. After hearing Karl's compliment, he quickly showed a shy look that did not match his appearance. He touched the back of his head with his hand: "I feel that I am still far away from you Karl.

Not even close. "

"Be confident, confident."

Karl said, a little strange: "Isn't today Tuesday? Doesn't it matter if you came out so early in the morning? That group of people were slaughtered by you, so you should go back. Although there is no surveillance, Lucy is helping you deal with the subsequent troubles. But being away for such a long time during school should also arouse suspicion, right?"

"I'm taking a day off today."

David was obviously well prepared for this. He was no longer the young David he once was. He was quite methodical in doing things: "According to logic, I was not in the academy today. I just deliberately entered the number they had already monitored." I sent them the message that I wanted to make a transaction with you, and that’s how I lured them out.”

"Go to the number that has been monitored...

Karl suddenly realized: "No wonder you had to use another number to send me messages, and also got another number specially. It turns out that the original number was monitored. Mann thought you were just keeping your identity confidential."

"The idea I came up with because of Lucy's reminder was actually the same as what Mann said at first. It was for the confidentiality of my identity, but halfway I thought it could be used. My other number was deliberately known to them, and it was used by them. The surveillance people used this to make some arrangements."

"You have a good head."

With such a flexible mind, it's no wonder that David is ranked among the best in a college that relies on financial resources.

"Then this matter is settled?"

He came out because of David's request, but it turned out that he didn't need to seduce him at all. He just sent a few messages to reveal his location, and David solved the whole problem. This kind of thoughtfulness and ease made Carl feel happy during his rest day. Nothing to do.

Carl's initial plan was that David would go back to school next and he would deal with that group of people. As a result, David did not need to go back to school and he would also deal with that group of people. Carl would just drink milk and watch the whole process end, so... ． ． .

What else can you do?

Come out in vain?

Listening to Karl saying that the matter was settled, David nodded, but he obviously also knew that Karl was very idle,

After all, the news that Carl's team was resting was not a secret, so he extended an invitation to Carl: "Would you like to sit in the next life? Mann and the others are all staying over there."

"Would you like to get something to drink?"

Idle time is also idle time. While everyone else in the team is resting, Carl really has nothing to do. He could just go meet the people in Mann's team and have a drink.

Carl still remembered that he owed Mann Team and Brown Team a treat. He made an appointment when they were on the mission to solve the ninjas, but they never had time because they went out to avoid the limelight. Although he originally wanted to treat them to the Wolf Bar, but So does the next life.

I went and asked for it today.

With this idea in mind, Carl and David walked and chatted. Passers-by looked over from time to time, and in the eyes of David, who was fully armed and curious, they arrived at the afterlife.

The bodyguard at the door, Emerick, was an old acquaintance. When he saw Karl, he had already given up his position in advance.

And secretly, the bodyguards who were preparing to deal with the troublemakers lowered their guns.

"Good morning, KK, are you free?"

"It's rare to have a free day."

Karl motioned for David to go in first, and he chatted with Emerick: "You are not your boss Rogge in the next life. He is just croaking like a sparrow. We should have rested a few days ago, but we completed the task. She came to life again and wanted us to help her quickly. Didn’t this just end yesterday?”

Emerick had a strange expression on his face. He seemed to want to smile but didn't show it. His face changed and he said, "Our boss is here today."

"It's okay. I'm not saying anything bad. It's better than those mercenaries secretly calling her a bitch."

Karl waved his hand and said, "I'll go in first. If you're thirsty, I'll buy you a drink when you change shifts."

"Then I'll be there on time."

Karl nodded and walked into the afterlife. As soon as he entered, he saw a familiar person sitting next to him.

"Hey, old captain, are you meeting with the mercenaries to assign tasks?"

Hearing someone calling his nickname, the old captain turned around and saw that it was Karl, and complained directly:

"It's because you want to rest. I, the middleman who works so hard, have a lot more work because you want to rest. You know, whether it was originally intended for you to do it, or because you came out to make trouble because you rested,

someone has to deal with a lot of work. I've been busy since early morning, and I've given away a lot of stacks of money."

"Why, are we born to work for you? It's a rotation every year, and we can't even rest for a few days."

Ka Carl complained about the old captain and cursed with a smile: "You have done so many tasks, you really don't treat people as outsiders, what a bullshit middleman, if you have the ability, pull up your pants and take the gun."

"Get out, I'm afraid that my gun will scare you, next time I'll talk to your annoying father Lao, we are chatting now, do what you need to do."

"Okay, okay."

Most of the middlemen who have cooperated so far are serious and methodical. Carl has only seen one middleman like the old captain who calls him brother and father, but it must be said that because of this attitude, Carl's team has done the most tasks for the old captain in the past month, and they are also the most harmonious.

In short, it is definitely much better than Faraday who is also in the Santo Domingo area.

I don't know if it is because of Oliver's influence. In the middleman business, Carl, who has habitually regarded Faraday as the lower limit, walked into the bar, and then saw Mann and others drinking at the bar.

They also saw Carl, and when they were about to say hello, a loud voice spread throughout the Laisheng Bar.

"After all this back and forth, the partner you introduced to me is from the Luan Dao Society. If I hadn't happened to meet another wanderer in the previous job and knew his identity, I'm afraid I wouldn't know when he would have tricked me. Is this how you let me do things?!"

A female voice mixed with anger sounded in some private rooms in the bar. Carl looked in the direction of the voice and found that it was a woman with yellowish skin, a black high bun, and mixed Indian and white features, who was yelling at Rogge.

Someone yelled at Rogge:::. What happened?