Cyberpunk: 2075.

Chapter 438 51. The Crying Woman

'These days, most people don't know who to trust.'

'Are they family members?'

'We have the same blood in our veins.'

'friend?'

'We have similar tastes in jokes and wine.'

"Or a business partner?"

'After all, it's money that brings us together.'

Oriona didn't know who she should trust, nor did she understand who should guarantee this trust, because after all, she was just a mercenary.

It is nothing more common in Night City, someone can become a mercenary at any time, and someone can die at any time - a mercenary.

Oriona has been a mercenary for some time. She has been working for the middleman Cormac. Today, she and her companion Kilai, a strong man from the Animal Gang, took on Cormac's new mission and prepared to go outside the city to meet the contact person and retrieve the goods the middleman needed. On the eve of departure, she met the guarantor, or insurance agent, sent by Cormac for this mission.

Mercenary KK.

In Night City, there is no one who has not heard of his name, and no one who does not recognize him. The man whose name alone is enough to calm down a street gang gunfight is now standing in front of Oriona.

Recently, Oriana has gained some fame on the streets, and she knows that she will soon be able to get more work. Maybe after a while, she will be qualified to go to the afterlife. And because of this, she understands so clearly how outstanding and excellent the young man in front of her is. So much so that when the other party just stood there casually, Oriana felt her back wet.

This is just a pure, physical reaction caused by instinct.

"Oleona."

Oriona heard the black-haired young man calling out her name, and at the same time glanced at her companions: "And Kilai."

She just called out their names casually, but Oriona felt that as the other party spoke, the pressure on her body was instantly relieved a lot, and even the stiffness in her limbs seemed to have been eased.

Her throat felt a little dry, and Oriona saw out of the corner of her eye the performance of her mercenary companion Kilai.

The other party was in even worse condition than herself. When KK called out his name, his body shook involuntarily. The trembling of his two-meter-tall strong body looked particularly funny, but Oriona couldn't laugh at this time.

Guarantee for you.

This is what Cormac often said. He always liked to act as a guarantor for others, but today's guarantor was too powerful.

"I am Oriona."

Oriona, who was usually aggressive, always strong, swearing, and unwilling to back down from anything, showed a rare gentle attitude: "Hello, nice to meet you."

"That's quite polite."

It was rare for Carl to hear such a polite address from a mercenary, and he couldn't help but look at Oriona a few more times, the mercenary who had recently made a name for herself on the streets, who had been favored by the old captain and aroused his curiosity.

From the outside, Oriona is a typical punk style character.

Her hair stood up like a green cockscomb, and she wore a bright yellow jacket and extremely short jeans. The overall look was very suitable for flexible movement in battle. The most eye-catching part of her body was definitely her right hand, which was a pink mechanical prosthesis.

Women with pink prosthetics Well, that seems pretty normal.

After a brief acquaintance, Karl told Oriona about his responsibilities as a guarantor this time, as Cormac had said beforehand:
"We will follow you and you will carry out the entire mission. We will watch the whole process and will only take over if your mission fails. If the whole process goes smoothly, then after your mission is completed, we will leave on our own. Is that okay?" "I guarantee you. This is Cormac's standard procedure. We all understand it."

"That's fine."

Nodding slightly, Carl had a good impression of Oriona because of her polite greeting, so he smiled back: "Then you can start the action."

Obviously, his words meant the end of the meeting and the release, and after saying this, Oriona felt that the trembling of her mercenary companion Kilai stopped.

Seeing Oriona and Kilai quickly get into the car and start to leave, V called out to Carl from behind: "Did you scare them?"

"Have it?"

Karl briefly recalled the whole process of the meeting and felt that he should not have shown any hostile attitude: "I think the conversation went quite smoothly."

"If you want to say it went smoothly, it was indeed quite smooth."

It was actually quite interesting to see the two mercenaries cowering in front of Carl like frightened ostriches. However, V still did not forget their guarantee duties today, so he opened the co-pilot door and called Carl to sit in: "Let's go, we have to do a good job after accepting the job. We have to keep up and watch the whole process. If something happens and they fail, we will have to take action."

"I think we may not need to take action."

Carl sat in the passenger seat and stared at the vehicle in the distance ahead: "That Keeley has half of his body equipped with Titan subcutaneous armor, he is quite capable."

"Titan subdermal armor, the heavy subdermal armor model?"

V had been sitting in the car and hadn't taken a close look at the hunched-over sturdy man. He hadn't expected that he actually had that level of subcutaneous armor installed on his body. "Isn't that the type that is said to be so powerful that even an ordinary submachine gun wouldn't leave a mark on it? For a street mercenary, he is indeed quite capable."

"And Kilai is second. Do you know what kind of feeling Oriona gives me?"

"What does it feel like?"

“A sense of familiarity.”

"Familiarity?"

V doesn't understand. Familiarity should have nothing to do with ability.

"Could it be that she is someone who has received systematic training like Mr. Kenichi Shiro?"

"Not really. It's just that her subconscious movements and her nervous behavior and caution when facing me reminded me of the movements of a Valentino gang legend from forty years ago in an old video recording I watched before."

"Valentino Gang Legend?"

Hearing this word related to Jack, V looked up at Carl and said, "What is that?"

"A mourning woman."

Carl said: "In that era of the survival of the fittest, the predator at the top of the food chain in Night City."

　P.S. The characters in this chapter and the mourning woman are all characters in the official comics. The mourning woman is set in the Night City Legend of the Cyberpunk Red Era.

　　But the official comics are actually very sloppily drawn, the plot is all over the place, and the continuity is not good in many places, so I only use the settings;
　　In fact, if it weren't for the brief introduction of the Valentino Gang and the appearance of Old Vee, the comic would actually be very bad, but it happens to be the only comic whose timeline is around 2077.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)