Cyberpunk: 2075.

Chapter 333 95. Decide on a plan
After having a drink in the next life, Carl's team did not stay in the next life for long because people kept harassing them. They returned to the apartment at noon and brought lunch to T-BUG who was staying at home. On the sofa on the first floor, Carl told his teammates about the job he had received from Rogge.

"To assassinate the director of NCPD, has this been such a big job?"

Hearing that the target was the Chief of NCPD, even Oliver, who was used to all kinds of big jobs, couldn't help showing surprise, because in his past habitual thinking, the Chief of NCPD was a big man with a very prominent status in the city.

Although people often say that NCPD is just a gang in the name of the police, in any case, this Night City security organization founded by the Night Corporation is still the only official law enforcement force in Night City. The word "official" is enough to determine the most basic difference between NCPD and gangs.

No matter what the matter is, as long as it is marked as official, it can be put on the table, and this is something that every gang dreams of.

Regardless of the transportation of contraband, street gunfights, power struggles, these things can be handled much more easily as long as they are under the name of NCPD. At least even if someone investigates, they have to go through the review stage first. Once they pass the review, there is a lot of room for maneuver.
In Oliver's memory, during his brief stay in the Sixth Street Gang, gang members always spoke of the NCPD with contempt.

They often boasted that in a one-on-one fight, those cowardly police officers of the NCPD were no match for them, and they spoke as if they could easily defeat those police officers. However, once they really faced the NCPD, they would become unusually honest and accept inspection in a proper manner.
This is not because they are just arrogant in words, the Six Street Gang members do have such strength. The reason why they behave so well is because NCPD is an 'official' law enforcement agency and they dare not openly provoke them.

Let’s not talk about how much trouble the NCPD can cause them in their gang careers if they really remember them in the official name, let’s just talk about the strength, ordinary police officers can beat the Sixth Street Gang at will, but don’t forget that in name, the NCPD still has a force affiliated with them.

You can beat ordinary NCPD police officers, which means you are capable. But if you make NCPD angry, they will call the Terrorist Squad. Then, can you try to use your ability to beat ordinary police officers to face the Terrorist Squad?

After thinking about it from his past as a gang member, Oliver frowned:
"This job is much more troublesome than dealing with a gang leader. If you deal with a gang leader, the people in the gang who are against him will want him dead so they can take over. Although the subsequent turmoil will last for a while because of the "revenge" on the scene, it will soon be calmed down. Dealing with the director of the NCPD is more troublesome."

Oliver said intelligently, "When an official dies, it's very troublesome, especially for someone in the position of director. The relevant investigation will be thoroughly investigated even if there is a scapegoat. No wonder Roger would throw this difficult job to us. Even the company can't openly clean up this position."

"It's not easy for the company to clean up openly. If the company wants to clean up regardless of the losses, this director who has just taken office for a short time will not survive tonight. By then, he can come up with as many excuses as he wants, such as heart disease, car accident, etc."

While eating the pasta that Carl and his team brought back, T-BUG held up his fork and offered his thoughts on the mission:

"The bigger reason is that other companies are watching. Killing a director by yourself would have a very bad impact. If other companies find evidence, they might suffer losses, and then the people who carried out and agreed to the relevant actions would have to step down. Those company dogs value their dog bowls very much and are unwilling to take risks."

"Let's not discuss this further."

Carl drank sweet tea and said, "We are mercenaries anyway. The pay is good, so let's do it. Whatever the deeper reason is, it's none of our business."

"Is it really none of our business?"

Jack looked at Carl who was drinking sweet tea and said with a smile: "I remember that Mr. Johnson got promoted recently. He is now the captain of the police station. He is in charge of several teams. Above him, there are only the deputy chief and the chief. Don't tell me that you took on this task without any intention of helping Mr. Johnson to make room."

"That's not to say there is no chance, but this kind of thing can't be said to be our special help. The person above died 'inexplicably' and there was no one available. Police Force Johnson was efficient. After the death of the chief, he immediately tracked down and arrested the murderer. Shouldn't it be natural for him to be promoted? Even if he can't get the position of chief or deputy chief because of his quick promotion, there shouldn't be any problem with having more teams under him, right?"

Listening to the conversation between Carl and Jack about the life and death of the NCPD chief, V, who was listening nearby, didn't think there was anything wrong.

Only because of the impression left by Oliver's brief experience in the Six Street Gang in the past, he still thinks the chief of NCPD is a big shot. Even V, who joined the team last, now understands that he is just a chief of NCPD. It is a bit troublesome, but if they all accept it, then there will be only one outcome for the chief of NCPD.

Now it is nothing more than finding a good way to carry out the "assassination". Compared with the difficulty of the assassination, the difficulty of the NCPD director itself is almost equal to zero.

"Assassination, assassination, trouble."

Oliver, who had finally figured it out, leaned back on the sofa and began to think about the assassination issue again:
"Originally, the simplest method is to hide on the director's way to work, find a tall building facing the other side of the road, lie on that side with a cat, and then shoot through the wall when he passes by. It is guaranteed to open his mind, but if it is an assassination, the cat is not very useful."

The Nekomata sniper rifle is a type of gun that is definitely not difficult to get if you have the ability. You can easily get a whole shelf of guns. However, it is a mid-to-high-end firearm that low-level mercenaries and personnel can never get their hands on. Once this type of gun is available, don't worry about anything else, the personnel will definitely confirm that it is extraordinary, and the relevant purchase and personnel records are easy to check.

For example, in the area of ​​Chinatown and Little Chinatown, as long as a Nekomata appears, it is always right to ask Lao Wei about related matters. Although Lao Wei is just a prosthetics doctor, he knows very well who has the best prosthetics and who has the best weapons in Little Chinatown. After all, weapons these days are useless without good prosthetics, and Lao Wei is the best prosthetics doctor in Little Chinatown.

"Even if I am willing to give up my Nekomata, after dealing with the deputy director, I can find a scavenger to do it, and then throw the Nekomata on the scavenger's body and pretend to commit suicide out of fear of punishment. It's not okay. Who would believe that a scavenger would use a Nekomata? This is not Dog Town. I heard that the scavengers there are well-equipped. It is possible that a group of people can really gather together a Nekomata. They can't be vagrants. The personnel can't compare them by checking the surveillance."

Oliver racked his brains to think of solutions, and then rejected them one by one. He felt that his brain was a little overheated. He was quite smart, but it was too difficult for him to rack his brains to think of how to kill someone without leaving any evidence, and to find a good reason for Mr. Johnson to take over.

"Can't you use another sniper rifle?"

After finishing his pasta, T-BUG wiped his mouth with the wet wipes that Carl had prepared in advance, and asked in doubt, "Don't you have a different type of sniper rifle?"

"You mean the rumor that there were three hundred ice storms?"

Oliver curled his lips and said, "I really can't bear to throw this thing away. And are you sure it's more common than cats?"

"Can't you just buy an ordinary sniper rifle on the market and try it out?"

"I think both you and T-BUG could change your mind, Oliver."

At this time, Carl interrupted his two companions' discussion about assassination:
"We don't have to worry about using remote methods to kill people. This is not a review of the assassination plan for a certain optimistic American president." Carl said: "The NCPD director should live somewhere. Wouldn't it be easier for us to just go in and kill him?"

"Find where he lives, sneak in and assassinate him? This way we can just find someone to take the blame, but it seems that it is only easier to find someone to take the blame than to solve it remotely. It is very troublesome for us to enter and evacuate. I don't believe that an NCPD director's home doesn't have biological monitoring and trauma team alarms. What if he is a platinum member and the trauma team arrives too quickly?"

Oliver looked at Carl and still felt that long-range killing was better.

"Trauma Team and Terrorist Squad, which one do you choose?"

"what?"

Oliver didn't quite understand what Carl said, but looking at Oliver's expression, Carl could only explain it.

"Have you overlooked the Terrorist Squad? Even though the Terrorist Squad is just a name in the NCPD, they would still be alerted if the chief died on the street. And when the Terrorist Squad comes, it won't be as easy to deal with as the Trauma Team. If their hackers find any traces, it will be troublesome."

Carl made it clear.

The director died at home and the time of death can be adjusted.

If equipment is used for shielding, poor shielding may attract the attention and rescue of the trauma team;

If shielding is done properly, it can avoid attracting the attention of the trauma team in the first place. In the end, even if the death of the chief is confirmed, the people who will attract attention will be the trauma team members responsible for collecting the body and the police officers who arrive later. Even if something really happens, Carl and his team only need to deal with the trauma team and NCPD police officers without exposing their identities.

If the assassination was carried out openly on the street, not only would all the NCPD officers in the area be alerted, but the Terrorist Squad would have to rush to enforce the law immediately. Those idle cyber psychopaths who are looking for trouble every day would not mind solving cases to kill time.
And these psychopaths are all top-notch fighters. If they are tracked down by them, it will be too difficult for Carl and his team to hide their identities while fighting back. Moreover, even if Carl and his team manage to escape and find a scapegoat under such circumstances, the credit for finding the person will belong to the Terrorist Squad, and has nothing to do with Mr. Johnson and his team.

According to Carl's words, the others also figured it out.

They are not afraid of the terrorist mobile teams, but they really cannot do anything about it without exposing themselves.

Since there is no way to assassinate him remotely, let's just deal with him at close range.

Needless to say, after the team determined the strategy and goals, T-BUG began to act.

As the hacker in the team, she always takes the lead in taking action, collecting intelligence for her teammates, and carefully planning the route forward and evacuation.

"Let me see. The director of NCPD, right? His identity is not very confidential. People like him who hold a legitimate position are much easier to check than those in the company. The data archives of NCPD, the contents, the files..."

As the top hacker in Night City, T-BUG easily hacked into Night City's NCPD database and started looking through the personnel data archive files in just a few seconds. V couldn't help but look sideways at his efficiency and speed.

T-BUG's ability to look up data and search whenever he wants is truly amazing. Compared to the hackers in his former tribe, there is really a world of difference between them.

The top hacker in a city of seven million people is now on the same team as me.
And it's not just T-BUG
V realized it a little later.

I am just a wanderer who was driven out of the tribe, but the team I joined after arriving in Night City is the best of the best. So, am I holding them back?

Thinking about his own powerlessness when facing Adam's heavy hammer yesterday, V felt that he needed to practice more.

That Adam's Hammer was a legend among legends. I didn't expect to be able to completely match him, but in the end, I had to be able to confront him head-on for a while. At the very least, I had to be able to block Adam's Hammer and prevent him from interfering with other people.

"I found it!"

When V's mind was wandering, thinking about how he should fight against Adam's hammer, T-BUG's voice rang out. Then V came back to his senses and looked at the time displayed on his prosthetic eye, and found that only two minutes had passed.

It only took two minutes to search the database and get the director's information. The director of NCPD is really not a very impressive person.

V received the message that T-BUG had transferred the file to his artificial eye. V opened it and displayed it directly on his retina.

Although T-BUG only spent two minutes on the director's attitude, the content was extremely detailed, including his birthplace, birthday, blood type, and growth experience.
"Sexual orientation hobby, what does reptile love (lizard love) mean?"

V looked at the director's consumption records in a private bar. Although he didn't understand, he was shocked.

　p.s. Sorry for the late update. I went to attend a relative's banquet and the journey is far.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)