Strictly speaking, the company agents who caused trouble for the three Lille this time did not surpass V and Jack in frontal combat.

But he just did the best he could - wait for the opportunity to ambush the target and blame the trio, set up mines and detonate motorcycles to prevent tracking, and just so many hands, creating a situation that is lore for ordinary mercenaries.

The bad thing is that Lille not only kept an eye on it, but also showed street ruthlessness and made decisions, and the two thugs also lived up to their expectations and arrested him on the street.

And even if he died, the agent still had his hands on it.

The chip was not destroyed on the spot - because the data inside was altered.

Project Name: Project Nightingale.

Responsible: Emilia Morton.

Possible cause of the incident: Emilia Morton illegally dropped γ-rabies into the edge of Night City during the trial to empty the near-term vaccine and α neurological release agents that were stuck in Night City's drug warehouse.

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[Communication Records]

[Data corruption]

Emilia Morton?

Lille touched his chin, how did he remember that the main cause of the accident was Joanne Coczy?

The name Emilia Morton is very familiar, and it may be another biotech employee in the game who has been assassinated.

The chip must have been modified—otherwise it doesn't make sense that Joanne Kochi doesn't mention it at all.

This clue and evidence even left Kochi out completely, which was not good, because Lille couldn't use it to coerce her.

He had to find a way to contact Emilia Morton and find out what was really going on.

Thinking of this, he called Murphy again.

Correspondence: Murphy.

Didu –

Murphy: "Dude, how's that cunno's bitch?" I read the news that there was a terrorist attack in the Civic Center today, and you weren't affected, right? ”

Lille: "It's okay, we're far away, Cuno is dead, didn't the news come out?" ”

Murphy: "I'll go, good news!" The next time you meet, buddy, please have a drink. ”

Murphy: "The news didn't say anything about it, I guess the NCPD is investigating, eh -- that's not right, you guys killed that cunno bitch, what does the NCPD need to investigate?" ”

Murphy: "She's really dead?" ”

Lille: "It's really dead, show me the picture, [picture]. ”

Murphy: "I'm grass, so ruthless? ”

Lille: "No way, she didn't admit it at the time, and wanted to call the police, so she had to do it." ”

Lille: "How's it going over there?" ”

Murphy: "Well, I've been here this morning waiting for Mendoza, the media reporter, right in the downtown metro station. ”

Murphy: "But today he suddenly said that he had made another appointment with a biotech person, and said that he would just meet together, and the time was pushed back a bit, and we waited, and then he said that he was already on his way." ”

Lille: "Who?" Emilia Morton? ”

Murphy: "I'm going, God!" How do you know that Mendoza is the man! It is said that she was just expelled yesterday! ”

It's broken.

Manuel Mendoza was going to ask someone to come out with him to confront the evidence.

It just so happened that Emilia Morton was fired and found Manuel Mendoza.

Now insiders and media people are all gathered together - those who do media have some subtle distortions in their social cognition.

On the one hand, they feel that there must be some dark side to the top that cannot be seen.

On the other hand, they feel that the upper echelons are dark, but they definitely have to follow the rules.

For example, this meeting, the location was chosen in the downtown subway station, people came and went, and they ran away after the meeting, so there could be no accident, right?

So they look down on the vulgar underclass, suspicious of the upper echelons of Night City, and feel that the upper echelons are sinister and the lower echelons are murderous.

However, the reality is that there is no shortage of ruthless characters who are both insidious and murderous.

Murders are happening every day on the streets of Night City, and how can a company that scares these murderers out of place be stopped by this trouble?

Whether Morton intended to bring people together or not, the situation is dangerous.

Lille pinched his brow: "You said you were already in the subway station?" ”

Murphy: "We're on the subway now, what's wrong?" ”

Lille secretly fucks - one step too late.

Lille: "Something happened, is Mann next to you?" Let him come in. ”

Mann: "Hey, Burger King, what's wrong?" ”

Lille: "Biotech sent agents to purge yesterday, and Emilia Morton could also be killed"

Mann: "It's okay, with us protecting her, the meeting will not happen, and the meeting place is the downtown subway station, how can they do it?" ”

Lille: "Your first day with the company? There was a time when gangs took over the city center and the NCPD was unable to manage it and brought in a company. ”

Lille: "The company began to impose a curfew, and anyone who didn't obey it was shot indiscriminately, and since then, the company has established absolute control over Night City. ”

Lille: "Do you think you have more face than the Vortex and Valentino gangs?" ”

Lille: "Hold your weapons, protect all witnesses, and if you want to avenge your teammates, listen to me." ”

Mann: "How do you know?" Wait a minute, Faraday called me."

Lille: "If you still want to keep your current teammates, listen to me, don't answer – from now on, you only talk to me. ”

Mann: "What are you talking about?"

Lille hung up the phone and let out a long sigh.

Yesterday was a busy day, and I basically slept for a while while I waited for the car to be repaired.

Now it's alive again, and it's a big job to grab time.

V walked up to Lille with his hands in his hands: "What's wrong?" You look like you're tired. ”

"It's very tired, we have to go back to the municipal square now, and there is a high probability that we will have to face the company's regular army again this time."

Jack and V looked at each other.

V hesitated for a moment and asked, "This live. Lille, don't blame me for asking questions, I just want to know what we're doing this for? There's no money coming in. ”

Lille was silent for a moment and said, "I've been plotting to rob biotechnology technology equipment that could make me die less quickly."

This order may not be a lot of money, just to find a way to save my life. ”

V and Jack looked at each other and smiled.

Not for the money?

Isn't it a problem if it's not for money?

"Sooner on." V sat next to Lille and hugged him, "You don't think we're going to throw you out, do you?"

Besides, you still owe me 760,000, why do you have to pay back the money and then die, right? ”

Jack laughed and said, "V is right - I mean the previous part, we have no culture, if you think that thing can be useful, we have to get it back for you anyway." ”

Lille smiled too.

Everyone in this squad was fooled by him - in short, they can make a lot of money.

But in their hearts, none of them are bastards who see money.

Otherwise, they would have gone to be company dogs a long time ago.

Lille patted himself, stood up, and said solemnly, "Listen, I have a hunch that what we are going to do this time will cause a serious ripple effect.

The danger is not comparable to the previous missions, and if you are not careful, you will die. ”

V smacked his tongue: "More dangerous than Atlanta?" ”

Lille nodded, "Maybe it's more troublesome than that one - but on the plus side, you're not the same person you were in Atlanta, and Jack isn't a novice who was still nervous about smuggling." ”

Jack scratched his head: "Was I so cowardly at that time?" ”

V and Lille glanced at him, and everything was silent.

Lille continued: "But in short, when we cross this hurdle, we have a wider world in front of us - we will have more enemies, more dangers, but - the future will be brighter, then, as is customary"

Lille held out his hand.

"All in?"

V and Jack put their hands on each other.

"Of course."

Lille was suddenly moved.

With just a word of their own, they dare to fight with themselves again in the dangerous Civic Center, face the company soldiers who are several times their size, face the mega-corporations that terrify Night City, and make a mortal enmity with them.

Fundamentally, money is not something they are after.

The core of punk is not failure, but daring to rebel -

When the world roars with a heavy curtain and crushes everything you know about the world, just a small wave can bury all your hopes.

Will you still be able to stand up straight and roar in the face of destruction?

"Jack, V, you know what, if there is no gold.

We have been heroes for a long time. ”

(End of chapter)