"Who could it be? I shouldn't have brought a tail. Alan held his breath and hid quietly in the corner, clutching the pistol he had stolen from the Six Street Gang.

"Drip—okay, don't be so nervous, I'm not here to kill you." An electronic synthesized sound sounded in Alan's head.

Alan was stunned; "Someone hacked into his private communication channel!"

"Who are you and what is your purpose?" While asking questions, Alan was not idle, he tried to confirm the identity and location of the other party by tracing the source of the other party's signal.

"You can call me—"

"Locille, a well-known hacker lone wolf in Night City, was born in Taiping Continent, was a member of the Voodoo Gang, and later broke away for unknown reasons and became a mercenary on the streets."

"It's interesting, it's not easy to search for people so clearly in such a short period of time." Unlike the synthesized sound just now, it was undoubtedly a woman's voice that spoke now.

"Anyway, if you talk face-to-face, it's just the two of us, and we're not allowed to play tricks." Alan said coldly.

After a moment of silence. The other party sent a message expressing their agreement.

"I'll be waiting for you outside the house."

Alan, a little relieved, pinned the pistol to her waist, just in case, if the other party dared to play tricks, she would be invited to eat a bullet.

On the street outside, a woman leans on the hood of a scrapped car and holds a cigarette in her mouth as she waits for Ilan.

The Voodoo Gang is a mysterious gang from Taiping Chau that is notorious for its treacherous cyber hacking techniques and mysterious voodoo practices. The Voodoo Gang, made up almost entirely entirely of Haitians, is a secret gang that is constantly on guard against outsiders. They are self-proclaimed guardians of Haitian refugees and are responsible for the interests and safety of Haitians. Most of the members are webwalkers, and their survival gear is cooler suits and nerve implants, which often have a "voodoo" flavor, such as dreadlocks, tattoos, and ornaments made of bird and rodent bones. There are many terrible rumors about this gang, and the ones who know them best are the hackers in Night City, at least when the Voodoo Gang attacked their systems, and the agents of the Cyber Watchdog, who have tried to eliminate the Voodoo Gang for so many years, but of course never succeeded.

Alan, slowly walked up to her and looked at him, it was obvious that this woman was completely different from the voodoo gang in the public impression, at least in terms of appearance and dress.

Long light blue hair, blue electronic prosthetic eyes, fair skin, dark eye shadow, wearing a blue and white slim jacket with a rock 'n' roll style t-shirt underneath, and a blue crystal necklace around his neck.

"Have you seen enough, ろくでなし~ (pervert)."

Alan was stunned; "The Japanese? I don't think this person is very old, at best he is about the same as me, maybe a year younger than me. What did she mean by that sentence? At this moment, a bunch of questions popped up in his mind.

Alan said awkwardly; "You're not what I thought you would."

"What do you think it looks like? Is it the kind of cyber hacker who wears black customer service every day and lies on the hacker chair or soaks in the ice pool all day long and doesn't go out all year round. Locsil rolled his eyes speechlessly.

"Hello, my name is Alan."

"Nonsense, I'm here to pick up the goods, the goods are on Jason's guy, the positioning shows that he is here, what about the others?"

"You know Jason? What are you talking about? ”

"Now I'm asking the question, you've figured it out, I'll say it again! Where's my goods? Locsil snapped mercilessly.

"Okay, don't get excited, listen to me first, Jason's kid was caught by the Six Street Gang just now, but I rescued him in time, but he is still unconscious."

"As for what you're talking about, I don't know." Alan waved his hand helplessly

"Was it taken away by the Six Street Gang? No, that's a problem. Locsier muttered quietly.

Alan asked impatiently, "What are you muttering, is there anything else, if not, I'll take him home." ”

Locille: "Let's go, when the boy wakes up, let me know, hear me clearly." ”

Drip ——, address book shows that you have added a new contact.

"My contact information has been sent to you, don't think it's over, if I can't get my goods, you two are ready to pick a cemetery." With that, Locier left without looking back.

"What a nuisance."

In the evening, Alan left Jason at Buck's shop and went home. The differences within Heywood are extremely stark. Bordered to the north by the Civic Center, is a modern, well-maintained neighborhood with skyscrapers, beautiful parks, and excellent public services. The situation is not so good in the south and east, where it is significantly poorer and more dangerous, with a rustic suburban style of architecture and low-rise townhouses. The Valentino and Six Street gangs operate a variety of businesses, both legal and illegal, here. While not quite like Mewtwo or the Night City in holographic commercials, Heywood still exudes a subtle and unmistakable charm. From the boutiques and seafood salons along the coast to the colourful souks and Taco stands in the scenic area, Heywood is proud of its array of shops and restaurants. Alan rented an apartment here that belongs to the middle category,

Back in the apartment, Alan closed the doors and windows, hid in his workshop, and began to research the red chip he got from Jason, and he had a hunch that it must have something to do with what Locille said.

Ailan inserted the chip into his network access warehouse, and a red access interface was loaded in front of him, but a password is required to access, the chip is encrypted, and opening it rashly may cause data loss and cannot be recovered.

Ailan thought for a while and said: "No risk, no return, just do it, come on!" ”

Alan lay in his chair and began to try to decode and decipher; "Try the dictionary attack first....? Useless. And what about the insertion command...? Useless. There's no way to try blasting, ha! That's it. ”

"Okay.... Let me see what's in here, the logs... Mail... Chat history or something, isn't there anything exciting? Wait, what's this? ”

"A voice recording and a coordinate message?"

Voice Recording: "Did you hear that?" Placid, Bridget and the others who entered the Black Wall together are all hanging! ”

"I'll go! Who did it, so awesome!? ”

"I don't know, some people say that the network monitoring gang did it, and some people say that it has something to do with an outside mercenary, it seems to be called V... Or A... Come on. ”

"Now, isn't the Voodoo Gang leaderless?"

"That's right! Now that the trees are falling and scattering, Taiping Zhou will soon be owned by the Animal Gang. ”

"I heard that they have now started to search for the legacy of the Voodoo Gang"

"How can this group of muscular maniacs be interested in the legacy of cyber hackers?"

"I'm guessing it's mostly hired by cyber watchdogs who have always been interested in black walls."

Coordinates: "Church." ”

Alan pulled out the chip and couldn't help but laugh excitedly: "Hahaha, this is interesting, network surveillance, voodoo gang, black wall, inheritance." ”

A small ambition gradually sprouted in the bottom of Alan's heart.