Cyberpunk: 2075.

Chapter 188 47. Recent Intelligence
"The delivery location is in Little Chinatown, and the code is."

After entering the relevant numbers, Carl got the information he needed.

That's a chip.

After buying breakfast outside and eating an omelet made of synthetic eggs and 1% ethanol flour, Carl chewed the food which had a crispy texture but also a strange plastic taste. He felt that there was a clear distinction between the unpalatable and the delicious.

Synthetic eggs taste bad, but cakes made from flour are delicious.

I think this can be considered as progress.

I used to be unable to eat anything that was not tasty at all, but now I can eat a mixture of bad food and delicious food.

If I continue like this, maybe one day I will be able to eat synthetic meat without batting an eyelid.

While biting an omelet and riding the elevator, Carl flipped through the messages and sent messages to Brown and Mann respectively.

CJ: How's it going, any signs of lock-in?

Brown: The target was very alert and kept moving around, but we still found some clues of activity and we expect to resolve the issue within ten days.

Ten days?

That is, before Christmas.

Finishing everything before Christmas so that I can spend Christmas peacefully, but it sounds a bit weird.

Mann: We've found the clues. Brown is very professional. Compared to our team, which always relies on hackers to obtain intelligence, his team is better at obtaining street intelligence. The clues this time were also found by members of their team.

Carl: Got it. Keep working on it.

After finishing the conversation with Brown and Mann, Carl felt that perhaps what he was doing now was just a middleman in some sense.

Now think about it, when I usually take on tasks, are those middlemen also like me, occasionally asking about the situation?
Thinking about it carefully, Carl had the impression that he had never been urged to work by a middleman.

When I receive work, except for the long-term job I have on hand now, most of the work is completed on the same day, and there are rarely any delays. The only particularly long-term job was when I went to college as a student for a period of time. During that time, apart from the necessary school time every day, it seemed that I always encountered some things at night, either cyberpsychosis or gang fights. And overall, the time I spent in school was less than a week.

"Am I such an efficient person?"

Muttering to himself, Carl returned to the rental house and inserted the chip into the computer. After doing a special check for possible viruses and making sure there was nothing unnecessary inside, Carl opened the chip. The first thing he saw was some very eye-catching words.

'Lazarus.'

[Lazarus]: Lazarus Group, a military mercenary company. From legion combat to lone wolf mercenary, you can find the most satisfactory candidate you want from Lazarus Company. Recognize Lazarus, your best combat support partner.

Lazarus?
A famous military mercenary group. Although it has become less well-known in Night City due to the peace agreements signed by major companies, and its development has declined with the corporate peace in recent years, as the most famous large-scale military mercenary company in the past, this name is still quite famous.

Carl remembered the training chip he had received, which contained the data of Lazarus as a formal mercenary. How could he see the word Lazarus in the chip sent by Blanca?

Carl admitted that he was intrigued.

"Lazarus Mercenary."

In Carl's inner judgment, the strength of a formal Lazarus mercenary is very strong, enough to rival Arasaka ninjas equipped with Swan Westin and Mantis Swords. They are also top-notch fighters on the streets of Night City. Ordinary mercenaries are not qualified to touch them. Has such a person appeared in the personnel intelligence of Night City?

interesting.

Carl found the content of the chip given by Blanca very interesting. Blanca not only gave information about the former ACPA trainee, but also stuffed in the chip the names and intelligence of almost all the important people who had recently entered Night City.

If this was given to an ordinary middleman, he might have to spend a lot of effort to get it, but Blanca threw it to him easily as if it were chopsticks that came with takeout.

Of course, Carl also knew why. Using more intelligence to hide the information of key figures was like hiding a person in a crowd. Even an assassin walking on the street in a white robe could understand this. As a shrewd corporate dog, Blanca would understand this.

She would not leave much evidence that could be discovered. After all, the chip carrying multiple people could be said to be lost accidentally, but if the intelligence chip carrying only the ACPA trainee was lost, if it was discovered, there would be a sense of deliberateness in it.

Carl was quite satisfied with this kind of 'chopsticks' that Blanca gave just to hide.

Under normal circumstances, he would have no access to this kind of information that covers the entire Night City and requires special people from large companies to collect. Now that he can see it easily, how can he not be happy?

Apart from anything else, just from the entry of Lazarus, Carl could think of three or four possibilities, such as Lazarus wanted to develop a small-scale business in the city and was preparing to carry out missions in the city. With this kind of pre-prepared speculation, no matter which possibility happened later, the changes caused by it could be accepted by Carl who knew it in advance and prevented.

Just like today's weather will change, no one knows what will happen, and people who have no idea can only accept the upcoming weather when they go out, but Carl can take an umbrella in advance to see if it will be too sunny or rainy.

Carl sent the trainee information, which he now thought was irrelevant, to the team channel with T-BUG maintenance defense.

Carl: You guys watch it first. If you're not asleep yet, get up and tell me after you finish reading it. Regarding the long-term mission entrusted by Blanca, once you've seen it, let's discuss what to do together.

After sending the message, Carl looked at the chat channel which became silent again after T-BUG, who seemed to be online 24 hours a day and never slept, replied in seconds. He knew that Jack and Oliver were probably still asleep.

It's twenty past eight.

If Blanca is still working, then her continuous working time has reached thirty-one hours.

Hehe, luckily I’m not a company dog.

Feeling thankful in his heart, Carl continued to look through the personnel information in the chip.

There are too many, really too much interesting information.

How many people have returned to or come to Night City recently?
'Rock God' Kerry Eurodean, Arthur Jenkins, Meredith Stott, Kirk Sawyer.
Big and small, superstars, corporate people, street middlemen, there is really as much information as you need.

(End of this chapter)