Start in Night City

Mann was forced to the end of the sofa, with Dolio's face right in front of him.

"Mann, tell me the truth. Was this commission given by the old captain?"

Mann's voice was a little hollow: "Who issued the commission, is it so important? If the sponsor's father is willing to pay for the work, we will do it. Of course, if you think this work is too risky, I will turn around and refuse."

Dorio drawled.

"Mann——"

"Okay, okay, I surrender, don't look at me like that again," Mann paused before continuing, "This job is not assigned by the old captain."

Dolio's eyelids twitched.

She knew it!

The old captain wouldn't do this.

But she still refused to let Mann go and continued to question him.

"Who sent that, tell the truth!"

Mann's face turned red and he whispered: "It's Faraday..."

"What?!"

There was an exclamation in the box.

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Sha, Rebekah, and Pyrrha all stared at Mann with disbelief.

Mann felt uncomfortable being stared at.

"Why are you reacting so violently? This is not the first time we have cooperated with Faraday. Haven't we worked for him before?"

"Didn't we already talk to the old captain? Why are you...you..." Dolio was so angry that she couldn't speak a complete sentence. In the end, she stabbed Mann's temple with her finger: "What on earth are you doing?" What do you think, Mann?"

Mann argued.

“The risk of this job seems high, but it’s actually not that high. I went to the company square for on-site inspection. After about one or two in the morning, the company square becomes extremely deserted, and all the company dogs have gone off work. "

Dolio was not fooled: "What about the NCPD patrolling the company square? And the security situation of the company building?"

Mann spoke eloquently as if he had a well-thought-out plan.

"NCPD exists, but not many. Ever since Company Plaza was bombed by Johnny Silverhand with a nuclear bomb in 2023, in the past few decades, have you seen any troubles in Company Plaza again?"

"Coincidentally, the NCPD thinks the same way. They are all getting a dead salary, so why are they working so hard?"

"As for company security...the biotechnology building has no security personnel for the reason I just mentioned."

A suspicious look appeared on Dolio's face: "How do you know, have you been in?"

"There is a guy I know who works in biotechnology. I gave him some money and told him everything. This is not information that needs to be kept secret, and he is not afraid of leaking it."

Mann stood up from the sofa, walked to the corner of the box, and met the eyes of others looking over.

"Why do you think I took Faraday's job? Do you think I just like hanging out with that son of a bitch Faraday?"

"I just look tall, and I'm not stupid. How could I step into a trap knowing that there's a trap in front of me?"

Sasha, who was sitting with Rebecca, suddenly asked.

"How much did Faraday pay?"

Everyone else looked over in surprise: "Sasha?"

"Eighteen thousand."

Sasha lowered her head and calculated silently in her mind: "If you include Falco, then everyone can get a reward of three thousand."

Falco is the driver for Mann's team.

Strictly speaking, he is not an official member of Mann's team, but when Mann and the others need a car, they will call Falco.

His driving skills are definitely among the best in Night City.

Therefore, he is also called the Night City version of Fujiwara Takumi.

As if he could read Sasha's inner thoughts, Mann said: "No, each of us will get two thousand for this job, and the rest is yours."

"Mann, do you mean..." Dolio's eyes widened.

"Although the Biotechnology Building does not have security personnel, it does have a lot of security measures. In our team, you are the only hacker, and only you can enter."

Dolio was really angry now: "Mann! Do you know what you are talking about?"

"Am I like that kind of dictator? I didn't force Sasha. If Sasha doesn't want to, we just won't accept the commission. I'm just asking what's wrong?"

"I have already thought of the specific action plan."

"I contacted one of the old captain's subordinates. Her name is Juliet. She also specializes in poaching companies such as Zeta Technology and Biotechnology."

"I got a jammer from her that can shut down the automatic alarm system in the biotech building, but it only works for five minutes."

"Once the alarm is triggered, the biotechnology security robot will rush over in about two minutes. In other words, as long as we get the data before then and leave, the job is complete."

"From the time you enter the building, it takes about two minutes to reach the office where the data needs to be stolen, and then it takes you about a minute to enter the terminal in the office, bypass ICE, find and transmit the data."

"If all goes well, when you leave the building, that's when the jammer will stop functioning."

"It doesn't matter if it's delayed for more than ten seconds. As I said, even if the alarm is triggered, the biotech security robot will not arrive until at least two minutes later. We have enough time to leave."

"How about that, Sasha, would you do that?"

"If you're willing to take the risk, we'll walk you to the door of the Biotech Building in a few hours and wait for you outside."

Dorio scratched her hair.

"Mann, I can't say..."

Facing Mann's expectant gaze, Sasha said firmly: "I do."

…

Two o'clock in the morning.

A car drove into the company square and stopped slowly on the side of the road.

Just as Mann said, the company square at two o'clock in the morning was eerily silent.

Humans are not machines and cannot operate around the clock.

There is always time to rest.

At two o'clock in the morning, even the lights in the building of a first-class giant enterprise are turned off.

There was no one in the company square, and it was so quiet that it was a bit scary.

Only the electric lamps that provide lighting are left, as well as the 24-hour continuous yellow carp projection and blue carp projection, surrounding

Slowly cruising around the square in the middle of the giant corporate building.

"Sasha, it's too late for you to regret now..."

"I'll be out soon."

Before Dolio could finish speaking, Sasha opened the car door, carried her satchel, and jumped out of the car without hesitation.

Walk quickly towards the biotechnology building.

"Mann, I hope your bad plan works best, otherwise I won't let you go."

"Don't worry, as long as Sasha follows the plan, there will be no problem."

…

The doors to the biotechnology building were tightly closed.

Except for the lights on the outside of the walls and the holographic billboards, most floors and interiors of the entire building were plunged into darkness.

The same is true not only for biotechnology, but also for the buildings of other giant companies in Company Square.

After all, humans are not robots and can work around the clock.

No matter how hard the capitalists squeeze us, they will still have to give up sleep time reluctantly.

If there is no one in the building, you only need to deal with the monitors.

The brain is thinking, and the pace of the feet does not stop.

Sasha walked quickly to the closed door of the building.

Pull a pink personal connection cable from your wrist and plug it into the terminal on the wall next to the door.

It only took less than a minute for her to hack open the closed door.

The jammer in the satchel worked, cutting off the automatic alarm system that should have been sent out by the building's terminal due to the hack.

"Mann is right, this thing is really useful."

Sasha calmed down, and instead of rushing in, she squatted by the door and looked inside.

It can be clearly seen that in the dark hall on the first floor, golden light flashes from time to time.

This is the scan indicator that comes with the camera.

As we all know, monitoring is a time-consuming and labor-intensive task.

In reality, unless it is to retrieve surveillance and check certain specific people or vehicles.

If you work for eight hours and the job content is just to stare at the monitor...

Few people follow suit.

One reason is that it is very boring and boring, even more uncomfortable than looking at the front door.

Another reason is that it hurts the eyes. If you stare at the monitor for eight hours, your eyesight will skyrocket.

Therefore, Dongyue Electronics, a company that sells surveillance equipment, developed a scanning indicator that is included with the camera.

As the name suggests, if the person "seen" by the scanning indicator is not one of your own personnel who has been set in advance, an alert will be automatically sent.

This is much better than watching the surveillance with human eyes.

The golden light is emitted by the scanning indicator.

Sasha saw the right moment and rushed into the hall while the golden light emitted by the scanning indicator turned to other directions.

Then before the camera turned back, he climbed over the service desk not far from the main entrance and hid behind the service desk.

She plugged her personal cable into the slot on the service desk.

Turn off all surveillance cameras in the lobby on the first floor.

Then he breathed a sigh of relief.

Mann's slightly anxious urging voice also popped up on the communication channel.

"Sasha, are you in? Move quickly, the jammer won't last long."

Sasha didn't respond.

Even saying a word at this time is a waste of time.

After entering the elevator, while waiting for the elevator to rise to the target floor, Sasha took out a piece of bubble gum from her bag.

Peel off the icing and put it in your mouth.

She has a habit of eating a piece of bubble gum when in action.

This allows her to enter the state better and perform stably.

The elevator quickly reaches the destination floor.

Sasha glanced at the time.

There are still three minutes and forty seconds left before the jammer ends.

She ran through the dark corridors.

Hack and disable surveillance cameras along the way.

Finally, I succeeded in standing in front of the target office with three minutes left.

The office door only blocked her for a few seconds before it was hacked open.

Take three steps and two steps at a time to reach the office chair.