Cyberpunk: 2075.

Chapter 291 53. Twinkle and Invitation

"James Reddington."

Facing Dino, after searching for information in his mind, Carl said, "I haven't heard of this name."

"He was just an inconspicuous drug addict who accidentally mixed glitter and has some knowledge of that area."

Dino said: "If you had the honor to know his name before this, he would not be so unknown."

"If I had known what he was doing, I would have shot him in the head as I passed by on the street. It would have been hard to keep quiet about it."

Carl didn't like this kind of person: "So, he is the inventor of Shining. For this mission, I need to find him and the Tiger Claw Gang's manufacturing factory that expanded to the city center and destroy it?"

"Yes, that's right. My people recently discovered that he always hangs out in the city center with a member of the Tiger Claw Gang who might be his bodyguard. When I wanted my people to look for him in detail, he disappeared again. Then, a few days later, a large number of Shining began to circulate in the city center. Don't you think this is a coincidence?"

"The city center is not far from Japan Street where the Tiger Claw Gang is located. Could it be that the money came from there?"

“This is downtown.”

Dino stared at Karl, his voice full of confidence: "As long as I want to check, unless it is the company's goods, any foreign items that want to enter must be checked by me first."

"Then why can't you find him in the city center? Shining is a highly addictive hallucinogenic drug, and the raw materials should not be easy to prepare. Why not just track down the possible sources of the raw materials?"

If any other mercenary had asked so many questions, even if Daino hadn't been so impatient as to tell him to mind his own business, he would have at least warned him not to pry into the matter. But the person asking the questions was Carl after all, so he could still receive some special treatment.

"It's no problem for me to find him, but I don't want to openly clash with the Tiger Claw Gang, and it's not my turn to handle this job yet. You should have remembered, Carl, that this is a commission from another wealthy 'client'."

"understood."

Carl glanced at V who was standing next to him like a bodyguard, then looked at Dino and said, "They think we are fools and want us to destroy the Tiger Claw Gang's plan as a commission. The Tiger Claw Gang knows that we are just a knife. If they want to investigate, they will have to spend a lot of time to investigate the unknown 'mysterious' client behind us, right?"

"Then as time goes by, it will be over."

Dai Nuo smiled and said, "This city only pays attention to new things. After a while, who will care about the so-called big things a few months ago?"

"It seems that you are very confident that we will not reveal any information about this matter."

"Team Carl, you have to pay a deposit to do the work. You will never reveal the employer's requirements. You always do the work beautifully. Everyone knows your name."

Dai Nuo straightened his clothes and said, "And I also believe that even if the Tiger Claws want to force the information out of you, you can still deal with them beautifully. I am waiting for your good news."

After he finished speaking, he stood up and said, "If you don't mind the wine in my bar, feel free to drink. Today is my treat. There is no rush for the commission, but if possible, I still hope that you can solve this small matter within two weeks."

Watching Dino walk out of the bar, Carl stood up and looked at V: "You're also listening to what's going on, V, how do you feel about it?"

"We have to find it and deal with it. It is indeed a troublesome job."

After V followed Carl and his team on several missions, he was able to distinguish between good and bad jobs. As for this troublesome job, his final thought was simple: "But considering the pay, I can do it."

“The reward is indeed quite a lot.”

The total amount is 400,000 Euros. Just looking at this number is quite astonishing, because the work that Carl's team usually takes is only around 80,000 to 90,000 Euros. This task is almost four times the usual amount, and it can buy two Centaur exoskeleton armors produced by military technology. However, considering the interests related to the "Shanshan" pharmaceutical industry chain, this is not a lot.

In the intelligence handed over by Dino after the formal cooperation, Carl saw the introduction about Shining. A half-height jar could be used by the entire Night City for a month and was worth two million euros. In comparison, this was really exaggerated.

You know, this is just a new industry for the Tiger Claw Gang, and it's so profitable that one can buy an ACPA. 'The pharmaceutical industry used to be a very profitable industry, and now it's almost the same.'

Think about what Oliver said, the Six Street Gang has three riot-suppression lightweight ACPAs in their back box. Even if each one is worth two million euros, it is only six million euros. If the Tiger Claw Gang gets three of these Shining Guns, their value is comparable.

Sure enough, compared to the Six Street Gang that is living on the edge of the Bad Land, the Tiger Claw Gang in the prosperous area like Japan Street is obviously richer. The new industries can make so much money. No wonder they can support twice as many gang members as the Six Street Gang. Basically, all of them can afford all kinds of awesome prosthetics and all kinds of luxury motorcycles.

However, no matter how profitable this kind of drug is, it is better for it not to exist.

This kind of medicine is like the scavenger's offal. It is good for your eyes if you see it less.

Carl and V did not stay in the tavern for long. Although considering that Dino offered to treat them, the two of them still took a box of beer each and left with the bartender's complicated expression. However, the total time they stayed was no more than ten minutes.

While waiting for V, who was holding a beer box in one hand, to free his hand to move the iron door of the bar, Carl thought about the feeling when he walked in, and looked at the security guard who had his hands crossed in front of him.

The security guard seemed to be deliberately avoiding Carl's gaze. Although Carl was looking at him and his sunglasses seemed to be facing Carl, Carl could feel that the eyes under the sunglasses were not looking at him.

"I always feel that this guy is very worrying."

From the corner of his eye, he noticed that V in front of him had opened the iron gate and walked out, so Carl hurried to follow. However, when he was halfway out, he turned back again. This time, Carl could feel that he and the black security guard were looking at each other.

The feeling at this moment, inexplicably, made Carl's body tense up unconsciously.

Did he sense danger?
This gave Carl something to do.

He tore open the beer box with his left hand, took out a bottle of beer, and then threw it into the air in front of him.

In the slow time, Carl's single molecule line popped out, and with his fingertips like a pen, he engraved numbers on the glass of the beer bottle.

Time continues to move within normal perception.

Carl could feel that even in that slow viewing time, the strong black man could see his every move clearly, so he grabbed the falling beer bottle and then threw it at the strong black man.

"This is my contact number. If one day you don't want to be a security guard anymore and want to be a mercenary, you are welcome to join my team."

After saying this, Carl left the bar.

Why did he extend the invitation?

Maybe it was just because this person gave him a strong feeling, and, strangely, like Mr. Kenichi Shiro and Mr. Johnson, he was not very annoying.

The burly black man caught the beer bottle at a speed that could be considered swift. He looked at the number on the beer bottle, then looked at the closed iron gate, seemingly without any expression.

The beer was put aside for the time being.

You can't drink alcohol while at work.

But
He looked at the wine bottle, and his tense body slowly relaxed.

After get off work, maybe you can have a drink with something.

(End of this chapter)