Cyberpunk: 2075.

Chapter 397 10. Return
"Let's summarize the intelligence."

At 11:55 p.m., Carl's team returned to their suite and began to share the information they had collected from various sources tonight.

"Let me tell you about my findings first." Carl spoke first, describing his observations in the restaurant. "I noticed that there is a guest who might be a long-term resident. The hotel waiter often delivers a lot of food to him. I suspect that he might be the target we are looking for when he delivers food tomorrow morning. We can pay attention to which floor he is on."

As soon as Karl’s voice fell, Oliver frowned: “Karl, are you sure it’s a large-scale delivery?”

"I'm not 100% sure, but it's okay to include him as a suspect."

"That's consistent with what I heard in a bar," Oliver continued.
"When I was drinking at the bar, I chatted with some people who were also there for drinks. Some complained that the California wines in this hotel were always bought out at once. They often saw waiters carrying a lot of wine upstairs. Based on their complaints, I analyzed the time when these California wines were taken away, which was when the meals were served. That's why they complained about this every time. Don't you think this is a coincidence?"

"You should have wine with your meal, right?"

Jack thought for a moment and said, "If there aren't a lot of people in that suite, then the tenant has a big appetite."

"That's a coincidence."

V laughed nearby, "I just happened to hear a piece of news at the gym. I heard that there is a fat big shot living in this hotel. Many people who have seen him at the gym said that he eats a lot and is quite fat but never exercises. He eats a lot, doesn't exercise, and rarely goes out. A big shot, isn't that right?"

"What do you think, Carl?"

Oliver looked at Carl and said, "Do we want to make the person who served the food our first target?"

"We only have this one clear path. Who else can we choose besides him?"

Karl spread his hands and said, "Time is short, so we can only find one. As for whether it is that person, we will know when we go over and take a look. There is no point in us guessing so much here."

"It's easier to work now that things are clear."

V said, "We are really not suited to this kind of work where we have no intelligence to investigate. It is completely different with or without T-BUG. Without T-BUG, we are like headless flies, wandering around aimlessly without knowing what we are doing."

"I seem to hear someone talking about me, hoping that I can help."

T-BUG's voice suddenly sounded in the channel, and her voice made several people in the suite smile with some surprise.

"T-BUG, you're here."

"Well, Carl, I have good news for you."

T-BUG's voice revealed a sense of pride and joy. She said, "I found the architectural diagram of the hotel when it was renovated. It took me a lot of effort. I also helped you find out who the big shot who lives in this hotel is."

"As expected of you, T-BUG!"

Originally, he thought his companion might not be able to help this time, but he didn't expect that she not only worked hard, but also brought such good news as soon as she came back. Oliver couldn't hide his excitement: "It really can't be done without you."

"Yeah, of course. I can't just sit there doing nothing while you guys are busy working and risking your lives."

T-BUG didn't dwell on this kind of thing that deserved much praise for too long. She quickly passed on the intelligence she had found:
"I have sent a copy of the structural diagram to each of you. However, since this diagram was left over from when the hotel was just renovated, you can't trust it completely. You still have to pay attention to some points. And I found out about the important person who lives in this hotel."

T-BUG paused for a moment and then sent a picture. The person in the picture looked like a middle-aged male with an obese physique. "This person should be our target. His name is Thomas Kress. He is a rising star in the new American political arena who is rumored to be able to challenge the current President Rosalind Myers.

He is also the presidential candidate recommended by those insiders of the New America who are dissatisfied with Rosalind Myers. I should have thought of him earlier. Apart from him, who else is qualified to be compared with Rosalind Myers as a presidential candidate? "

“Is this person special?”

Carl, who didn't know much about the new America, asked this.

"He is the cousin of Elizabeth Kress, the new president of the United States who was re-elected for nine terms."

"I see. My cousin is the former president, right?"

No wonder he is considered a rising star in the political arena and a hot presidential candidate. His cousin is the president and he himself is running for president. In Carl's impression, the then US President Roosevelt was like this.

Carl looked at Thomas Kress on the sign.

"Physically obese, um, right, presidential candidate, right again."

It seems that the target is correct.

However, when he realized that the target was Thomas Kress, Carl realized one thing.

Someone inside the military technology company commissioned their team to obtain campaign materials from a presidential candidate, but did not tell them who the target was and asked them to investigate on their own. When they arrived, they found out that it was the campaign enemy of Rosalind Myers, the current President of the New United States. So does this mean that the military technology personnel who commissioned them this time are Rosalind Myers's people?
I originally thought that they were insiders in the military technology industry who were dissatisfied with the current president, but it turns out that they were people within the military technology industry who were loyal to the new president of the United States?

But we cannot be sure. It is possible that a third faction within the organization wants to instigate a fight between the two sides in order to seize the opportunity to gain power.

However, no matter which side the people who commissioned Carl's team belonged to, once the target was confirmed, the work became easy.

"Well then everyone, tomorrow morning after we confirm which delivery floor the waiter is heading to, let's get started."

The progress was unexpectedly smooth. Maybe this is what they call "luck" and being struck by lightning?
"Need a nickname, Carl?"

V asked Carl.

"Are you still doing this kind of fancy stuff? You've watched a lot of spy super dream movies."

Carl complained, but think about it, it's rare to take action against a big figure like a presidential candidate, and it's also a big job for their team, so.
“Let’s call it Return to the White House.”

"What does this nickname mean?"

"As for where a presidential candidate lives, if he becomes president, the only place he can think of living is the White House."

　p.s. Trump won, which is pretty much what I expected.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)