Cyberpunk: 2075

‘What a strong security guard. ’

Facing this security guard, Karl had to admit that among the security guards, except for the members of the Animal Gang, he had never seen anyone stronger than this black man.

Could it be that this is also from the Animal Gang, but there seems to be no obvious traces of hormones on the body. It looks like it is a result of training. It is really strange that a security guard in a small bar can actually develop such a physique. ’

Karl could feel the strong black man staring at him from under his sunglasses. He responded by looking at him, but the strong black man took the initiative to turn his head.

He took a step back and gave way to a large position, seemingly recognizing Karl and letting him go.

He didn't pay much attention to the black security guard. Although Carl always had a strange feeling about this strange security guard, as if this black strong man was similar to someone he knew, he couldn't think of it for a while. No matter what the resemblance was, I put it down for the time being and prepared to go in and talk to Dai Nuo about the mission.

After following V into the bar, which was a little dark during the day, Carl saw Dino sitting on the sofa in the corner. He was about to say hello to him, but a sudden flash of inspiration in his head stopped him in his tracks.

He recalled what this strange resemblance was.

I always feel that the behavior and movements of this strong black man are exemplary.

If he had to say what a sense of being a model is, Karl really couldn't tell, but he could say that the opponent's stance was very standard.

The standard is that in Mewtwo, people with such a stance can only achieve it after adjusting step by step.

This kind of posture is just standing, but it doesn't look like there is any sense of relaxation, and you can attack or escape at any time... ． .

There is no sense of flaw.

Today, with the blessing of the computing power of the access warehouse, Karl can easily judge the opponent's weaknesses or blind spots at a glance. Karl is already used to the feeling of summarizing and integrating information into his own, so he is watching When he was in person, he wouldn't pay special attention to it, but now that he thought about it carefully, he found that he was actually an ordinary security guard, and he couldn't see any flaws that he could judge at a glance.

Carl had only felt this sense of exemplary standards from Mr. Kenichi Shiro. Not even Adam Hammer, the murderous maniac, had given Carl such a feeling. It was like the difference between a textbook and a wild kid.

Curiosity was aroused in his heart, but everyone in Night City has secrets, and Karl would not rush to find out the deepest secrets that others may have hidden, so after a pause, he resisted the idea of ​​turning his head and taking another look. , continued to walk towards Dai Nuo.

It can't be the same as in the Mewtwo movie. It's some kind of ace agent hiding his identity. Then being a security guard is overkill. '

Carl sat next to Dai Nuo's seat, and Dai Nuo, who saw Carl approaching from a distance, did not speak. He just nodded at Carl and handed over a chip.

Karl did not have the habit of inserting chips in person, so his mobile phone now has such a function. Karl took the chip and inserted it into a groove on the top of the phone. As the chip, which was only five centimeters long, entered Karl's On the phone, various messages began to flash on the screen.

"Where did you get this mobile phone? It actually has this kind of function. It looks quite trendy."

Dai Nuo looked at Karl's movements, his face raised slightly under his sunglasses, and he was a little curious.

"It has been specially modified. In fact, the principle is not complicated. It just needs to change the access port. Except that it will heat up when reading and may explode, there are no shortcomings."

Listening to Karl's calm response, the expression on Dino's face froze slightly. He tentatively asked: "Is the explosion of this thing powerful enough?"

"generally."

Karl looked at the content on his phone and said, "It's just like a modified, weakened fragmentation grenade. It doesn't matter if it kills someone."

"What about the range?"

"Less than two meters."

Dai Nuo looked at the distance between himself and Karl, moved his position carefully, and opened a little distance.

He is a veteran middleman, so it's not like he's afraid of anything. Death is commonplace for him, but there is still some difference between being beaten to death and being casually blown up by a hot mobile phone. At least the former can die. It's not even humiliating.

I had long heard that Carl had a wild personality and a tendency towards cyberpsychosis. Dai Nuo had never believed it in the past, because Carl was polite in communications and quick in handling tasks, but hearing was not as good as seeing. When we actually met, he found that it was indeed true. Maybe a little bit of that tendency.

Carrying a tampered mobile phone with you at all times, even though you know that the chip inserted into it may explode, you still have to hold it and use it as a matter of course. This gives Dyno the feeling that he always carries it with him because the sparks from the bomb are suitable for lighting cigarettes. Just let it burn for a while and then light a cigarette.

Carl, who was wary of Dai Nuo, did not pay attention to Dai Nuo's performance. His hands easily isolated the heat of the phone and read the messages very quickly. After reading the content that could be displayed, Carl took out the chip and looked at Dai Nuo. He spat out a word with a sense of doubt and inquiry:

"Twinkle?"

"Haven't you heard of it?"

Dai Nuo, who watched Karl pull out the chip and then move it back, said: "A highly addictive hallucinogenic drug. The latest product is secretly manufactured by the Tiger Claw gang. Taking too much at one time can cause Human neurons are burning brightly.”

"Addictive drugs....""

In Carl's mind, there was another word to describe this kind of thing, which made him frown.

"So what do you want me to do in this job? There are only some flashing transaction records and situations in your chip content. This is not a job. If you want me to help you trade this, then forget it."

"Don't worry, I'm not asking you to help me do this."

Dino waved his hand: "Although a jar of this thing can be worth tens or even millions of euros, I still won't touch this kind of thing. Rather, I plan to hire your team to destroy this thing that was recently sent from the Song and Dance Envoy. I found that the people of the Tiger Claw Gang secretly built a manufacturing plant in this area of ​​the city center, and I want you to find it and destroy it."

"I How can I know that you don't want to destroy it and do it yourself? From what I know, you seem to be involved in some aspects? "

"Please KK."

Facing Carl, who was particularly sensitive when talking about this drug, Dai Nuo seemed very frank:

"I won't do much about this matter, which will cause trouble. I occasionally help people with it for competitions and sports.

It's pure stimulants, adding some sports skills, and playing with the perfect combination of flesh and prosthesis. Even this is just an optional industry. I have no interest in selling addictive drugs to the lower class. It's better to say that I don't like those bad things. "

Carl stared at Dai Nuo.

"Heartbeat detection, breathing judgment, pulse beating... I didn't lie. There is no prosthesis related to hormone regulation in the body, so the possibility of covering up is not high.

After making a basic judgment, Carl said: "I agreed to this job. Now, tell me about this job in detail."