Cyberpunk: 2075.

Chapter 155 14. Blanca's Mission
Blanca's newsletter?

Carl answered without much thought.

Carl: On the mission, anything?
Blanca: Did you just destroy a night-time ghost camp?

just?

Carl looked at the fleeing night ghosts and corrected her statement.

Carl: Right now, to be exact.

Blanca: Did you guys rescue an engineer named Thomas Stan?

Carl: Yes, your military technology.

After Carl said this, Blanca was silent for a while. Just when Carl thought she had ended the call, she sent another message.

Blanca: I sold this guy.

Hearing this, Carl fell silent. He remembered that when he told Thomas Stan that he knew Blanca, the other party was even more excited.

Carl originally thought that the other party was just too excited and bit whoever he caught like a mad dog.
So, it was you who really sold him out.

Blanca: In order to help them do their job well, I sent four divisions to deal with it. You let them go, right?

Four
Carl thought of the four guys who ran away so fast.

"I wonder how four guys with prosthetic bodies like Krenzikov, who need constant maintenance, suddenly appeared in this place called Bad Land."

Carl: Rather than letting them go, it would be more accurate to say that they ran too fast and we didn't have time to kill them.

Blanca: Come on, I don't know your ability. If you wanted to kill them, you would have killed them long ago. I'm doing you a favor. I owe you this. Don't worry about Thomas Stan. He's just a small figure. His position in military technology has been cancelled. He's a dismissed person. Just save him if you want.

Not right.

Carl sensed something was wrong.

Carl had worked with Blanca, a corporate dog, for so many times that he knew her well enough that she would not do anything without a favour. Those people were her subordinates, and there was no need for her to mention it, but she brought it up, saying that they owed him a favour. It was very wrong.

Moreover, she sold out Thomas Stan and accepted the commission to save him, without complaining. Then, she spent more money to get rid of Thomas Stan after the mission to achieve a perfect ending and cut the root of the problem. Instead, she said that he was not important. This was very, very wrong.

"What are you calculating?"

"Calculation, I owe you a favor, is that all considered calculating against you? Am I really going to stop you from believing it?"

"I don't believe it. It's strange that you would owe favors to others and not kill Thomas Stan."

Carl answered without hesitation, and he had no faith in Blanca, the corporate dog he knew.

"Oh, forget it. I'm not kidding you. Just think of it as a rare opportunity for me to get to know you better. I owe you a favor, so just keep it. You can use it to ask me to do something for you later. I'd be happy to do it. As for Thomas Stan, he was sold out without even knowing who did it. Because he was fired, there are special people to deal with it. I just don't need to do it."

Thomas Stein's doubts were resolved, except for human feelings.
"Do you think of favors as an open transaction? Small matters. In other words, don't think of coming to you for big matters?"

"Yeah, just four subordinates, but that's not enough for me to owe you a favor."

It feels weird.

Listening to Blanca's words that sounded like a chat between friends, Carl felt a little uncomfortable. He was now 100%, 1,000%, 10,000% sure that this guy must have some unspoken calculations.

After thinking about it, Carl asked a question.

"Your plan now shouldn't force me to kill you with my own hands in the end, right?"

Since they are all acquaintances, even Carl would hesitate a little before killing them.

"what?"

Blanca on the other end of the line was stunned for a moment after hearing what Carl said. Then she realized what Carl meant, and her tone became a little more angry:

"You bastard mercenary, why do you think I'm scheming against you for everything I do? Can't you just think carefully? I was actually looking forward to what you were thinking!"

"What do you mean?"

Carl's question made Blanca even more annoyed: "Come on, you don't need favors, I'm not afraid to tell you, even if you want to ask me out for dinner, I can agree!"

After saying this, the call was cut off by the angry Blanca.

Is this a deliberate expression to relax yourself?

Carl frowned.

As expected of a qualified company dog, he actually took the tactic of retreating to advance, and used the method of appearing to be angry to make himself believe.

However, what does it mean that even if I ask her out for dinner, she will agree?
Just a random remark to increase his trust? Carl had thought that Blanca really wanted to use this favor to go out for dinner with him, but the impression of Blanca as a shrewd corporate dog was too deep in Carl's mind, making it difficult for him to think of this possibility.

There is no such thing as a quick buck without a profit. She must be coveting something from me.

That was one thing Carl was sure of.

But I need to think carefully about what I have that is worth pursuing.

Is it your own strength?
She wanted to do as she said before, to build a relationship with me, to make me work under her and help her with things?
strange.

It shouldn't come to the point where I actually have to shoot her myself in the end.

After being puzzled for a while, Carl was about to go back to help Jack and the others clean up the battlefield when a text message came to him during the communication with Blanca.

"If you really want to date me, I like the Spanish restaurant downtown."

Just like it if you like it.

"I like that restaurant too, but it's a bit expensive."

"."

After Carl walked over and helped Jack and the others search for the night ghosts around the cave entrance, Blanca, who had been silent for a long time, sent another message.

"I can treat you."

dinner?

See, I told you there was a purpose.

He actually used delicious food to bribe himself.

"Let's meet in a few days. Are you going to talk about it in person? Can I bring other people?"

"When you eat with the opposite sex, are there other people around?"

Carl thought about Mrs. Wells and Misty: "Of course, what else."

".Then, I can book the whole store. Anyway, do you have time on Christmas Eve?"

"I'm not sure about Christmas Eve. I have to have a group dinner at a bar on Christmas Day."

"My biometrics just told me that my blood pressure has risen. Now I understand how to talk to a guy like you properly."

"How to say?"

Carl picked up the gun on the ground and looked at it for a few seconds, then found that it was broken. He sighed and threw it on the ground. Then, he received a sum of euros.

"Forty thousand euros, you, come to the Spanish store alone on Christmas Eve, and your mission is to eat with me and protect me."

"Why didn't you say so earlier? I'm definitely happy to do the job and I'll come when the time comes. Can I only do it alone? Didn't you say before that you could take over the whole store? And if we want to protect you, wouldn't a team be better?"

"one person!"

This is the same as in the past tense. If there is a problem internally, there are no trusted subordinates to use, and they cannot be too ostentatious, and the number of people cannot be too large, so did you look for yourself?

Is this her real purpose?
"I'll be there."

After sending the message, there was no movement from Blanca, as if she no longer wanted to continue talking to Carl.

After searching for half an hour, Carl belatedly thought of a possibility.

Could it be that Blanca was just looking for an excuse to go on a date with me?

This possibility was quickly put aside by Carl.

because.

She gave the money.

Even in Carl's day, he knew that paying for a date was not a proper thing to do.

Dating is something that requires money, so either one or both parties are wrong. Carl thinks there is nothing wrong with him, so it must be Blanca who is wrong and is plotting something.

After all, it was 40,000 Euros.

A full 40,000 euros is higher than the hiring fee Carl gave to V and the others.

(End of this chapter)