Chapter 87 Witnessing cyberpsychosis: turning a deaf ear (1) (sixth update)

Since you have decided to do it your own way, there is no need to communicate too much with the middleman.

The three of them chose to continue to the bar to finish their drinks and figure out what to do next.

V raised his hand: "First, we should buy a car."

Lear: "No, if you want to buy it, buy V340, otherwise you will definitely feel distressed."

Jack: "Why? This job is so expensive?"

V: "Yes, why, I want to buy a sports car!"

Lear sighed: "This living water is very deep. First of all, who do you think gave Faraday the commission?"

The two looked at each other, and V was the first to say: "The company dog of another company."

Yes, there is progress - Lille applauded gently.

Most mercenaries feel that working for a middleman is different. Anyway, they are not working for a company dog.

But it's not.

But the question was not over yet, Lille asked again:

"Then which one is it? Arasaka, Military Technology, Ye's Group, or the unnamed synthetic food processing company across from the apartment building?"

"How do I know this? I'm not a middleman - what about the rival of biotechnology, Moore Technology? Their business seems to have a lot of overlap."

"I think it's Arasaka."

Jack and V were stunned. They didn't know why Leal said that, and it was also because Arasaka was a real behemoth.

How does Lille explain that? He doesn't need to explain, he just did it anyway.

The customer of Project Nightingale is military technology, so of course the only one who thinks about military technology all day long is Arasaka.

Calculating time, Military Technology has probably reported to the European Space Agency that Arasaka broke the terms of his commercial monopoly and privately launched something to the moon.

The Arasaka Intelligence Department is probably scratching their heads as to where to find Ichijo, and a large number of people from the Counter-Intelligence Department will have to die.

There is also a reason why Arasaka cannot directly investigate biotechnology - there are some security contracts between the two companies. If the investigation of the employer comes out, Arasaka's reputation in the private security field will be greatly damaged.

Faraday might not have even met anyone from Arasaka, so this kind of thing would definitely leave no trace.

Of course, considering Faraday’s magical and rare way of commissioning releases, it’s possible that he also accepted other orders.

Arasaka had to have a hand in the Nightingale Plan. Coincidentally, Lille also had an entry point, and that was the Red Ocher Tribe who had witnessed it.

But it would certainly be a good thing if the Moore technology that V casually mentioned could bring them into the water.

Lille pinched his eyebrows and said: "We'll start with the Red Ocher tribe. They have cooperation with biotechnology. Let's first figure out the content of their cooperation, and then see if there is any chance to hack in.

We may have to make two trips to the badlands, and our equipment will have to be kept in the car at all times. We will need to buy a car that is durable and durable.

Or just use this Mackinac. At worst, we add some money to Red Ocher and buy it from them. "

Lille and the others also pawned two V340s from the Red Ocher Tribe and robbed them from the Sixth Street Gang. The worst they could do was to pay more for them.

After hearing this, V was discouraged: "Hey, when can I buy a sports car?"

"Let's finish this job."

"Then let's go to the red ocher side now?"

Lier was about to speak when he suddenly found unread text messages and missed calls on his phone.

In order to talk just now, he muted the communication.

Sender: Hector.

Lear immediately realized something was wrong.

Hector: Lil, how are you doing these days? One of my tribesmen ran away, Cedric Mahler.

Hector: You haven't seen it before. He had been lying in the tent before. He felt much better after taking a sustained-release drug. Yesterday he said he couldn't bear it anymore, and today he disappeared.

Hector: Neville said he might have gone to Night City and took a gun when he left.

Hector: He might have gone to Biotech and said he wanted to take revenge on them.

Hector: Could you do me a favor, if you can? Neville has gone after him, but I'm afraid something will happen to them.

Lear: OK, I'll go take a look.

Hector: Thank you. Also, someone in our tribe died. Cedric took the body away. If possible, can you send the person back?

Lear: I'll try my best.

Hector responded quickly to messages, and it was obvious that he was always staring at the communication interface.

But when he saw the name, Lille frowned and thought about it for a while, feeling that it sounded familiar.

So he sent another message.

Lille: What implants does Cedric Mahler have?

Hector: He's a good player.

Hector: Recoil slowing prosthetic system, reinforced prosthetics, reinforced tendons, built-in stimulants, tactical prosthetic eyes, bionic joints.

Lille: What brand?

Hector: The tendons are from Moore Technology, the others are from street vendors, and he modified the tactical prosthetic eyes himself.

Lille: Do you know what version of ICE he uses?

Hector: I don’t know about this, but we can’t afford good things.

Lear: Where are the weapons?

Hector: A killing shotgun made with affordable firepower. He modified the counterweight himself and it is very easy to use.

Lear: Got it, let’s do this first.

Lear immediately got down from the chair and said to the two of them: "Come on, there is a man named Cedric in Red Ocher, dragging the body and running to find Biotechnology to settle accounts. Neville is chasing him, let's go and see the situation. "

Jack and V both finished the wine on the counter in one gulp.

"Then let's go."

Red ocher Neville drove his tribe's Viper on the traffic roads of Night City.

He's in a hurry--

Cedric is the eldest brother in the tribe. He has installed many prosthetics on himself and usually helps modify cars and fight in the tribe.

Although this eldest brother's words are unpleasant, he really cares about the tribe. This can be seen from the fact that he was one of the first batch of guinea pigs to volunteer for biotechnology.

The Wanderer tribe is like a big family. It may be difficult for you to like someone completely, but when something happens, everyone will help.

Ding dong——

Caller: Jack.

Jack: "Neville? Are you after Cedric? Is there a place for him?"

Neville: "Jack! I do. All the cars in the tribe have their own positioning. He didn't turn it off, but he drove too fast and I couldn't catch up!"

Neville: "I'll send it to you now."

After sending the message, Neville called Cedric again.

Cedric: "Hello? Boy, stop fucking talking nonsense, I know what you want to say, they killed Andre!

There are still many people who have not yet recovered! If you want to come, come to me with weapons and kill those biotech bastards, or don't fucking bother me! "

The phone hung up before Neville could even speak.

"Don't do anything stupid"

Cedric drives a Galena Gecko - a hot rod.

The standard Galina couldn't last a minute in the desert, but this one was different.

All the glass has been replaced with military-tech bulletproof one-way visible armor, the entire front has been reinforced, and the roof is equipped with a 360-degree high-definition camera and a small javelin launcher.

Alcohol 2 burned desperately, and flames spewed out of the exhaust holes. The exaggerated speed and noise showed the driver's mania, and other cars on the road avoided it.

Ding dong.

Cedric is calling someone - Brandon Murphy.

Finally, the other party got through.

Cedric: "Zangmao, our man is dead, what the hell do you say?"

Brandon Murphy: "As per the protocol, you are aware of the possible risks of the experiment."

Cedric: "But it doesn't include death! Look at Andre for yourself, and my nerves are hurting now!"

Cedric: "Like someone put a fucking oscillator in your head!"

Brandon Murphy: "I don't care about this. I thought you were here to send the body for us to study. If there is a problem, biotechnology is the only way to find a solution."

Research?

Cedric's mouth twitched, but he suddenly calmed down.

Cedric: “Yeah, yeah—fuck you, do some research and give us a solution!”

Brandon Murphy: "Then as promised, go to the place where I sent it to you and we will deal with it."

Cedric: "Not the Biotech Building?"

Brandon Murphy: "No - it may involve biological contamination. The company needs to confirm the contamination situation before dealing with it."

Cedric: "Fuck you. OK, OK, I'm going there."

Brandon Murphy: "That's right. The company will not leave you alone. We can find a solution."

Solution?

X to death,

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Cedric's eyes suddenly flashed several times in the camera.