Cyberpunk: 2075.

Chapter 535 148. Nobody
"My plan is simple."

After the matter was made public, Dexter DeShawn's words were obviously much more relaxed than the previous one sentence three times of testing. He slowly leaned on the sofa behind him and said:

"To steal something, you just need to do two things: first, know where the item is, and second, find the right time when the owner is not at home."

"This is something that all street thugs know."

Allen, or Carl nodded: "After all, if you want to steal Arasaka's things, you can't rob them after your theft is exposed."

"It's really great that you understand."

Dexter DeShawn said, shaking the ash of the cigar, which was almost an inch high, into the ashtray: "I will find a way to get it when the owner is not at home, but you have to find the location of the thing yourself."

"I remember that Arasakaze Nobuo lived in the Tavernier Suite on the top floor of the Cangbi Building. The information about that place is not that easy to get."

"That's none of my business."

Dexter DeShawn's eyes were fixed on Allen:

"My original plan was to see if I could bribe the waiters or call girls, have them install prosthetic bodies that can record Mewtwo, and investigate the situation inside while delivering food or serving Arasakase Nobuo. Then I would hire a Mewtwo master to study the location of the Relic from Mewtwo step by step. However, all these ideas failed before I could do it."

"Failure. I know it's because of the KK team's vigilance."

"It seems you already know."

Dexter DeShawn was not surprised that this group of people in front of him, who were obviously backed by a big company, knew that the KK team was protecting Arasakase Nobuo.

Although he only learned about this four hours ago, and it was through the people he bribed in the Blue Sky Building that he openly saw the KK team standing next to Arasakase Nobuo, but this did not prevent him from acting as if he had already known that the KK team was protecting Arasakase Nobuo.

"I once assigned Team KK a mission," Dexter DeShawn said. "They are an excellent escort team. They are powerful, well-known, and well-behaved. No matter what the situation, they are undoubtedly the best mercenary team in Night City, or even in the world. However..."

"but?"

"But when they become opponents, there is no doubt that they will be the most terrifying."

Speaking of the KK team, a trace of fear flashed in Dexter DeShawn's eyes: "Although I was forced to take this job, if I had known that the person I was going to steal from was Arasakase Nobuyuki who was protected by the KK team, I would not have taken this task even if I died."

“But you answered it anyway.”

Alan said calmly.

"Things always get worse step by step, just like a person's psychological endurance, which always becomes heavier step by step."

Dexter DeShawn said, "If I knew about this kind of thing from the beginning, I would definitely not dare to do it. But step by step, I first knew that the thing to be stolen belonged to Arasaka, then I knew that the person to be stolen was Arasaka Nobuyuki, and then I knew that the one protecting Arasaka Nobuyuki was the KK team. With these step by step, people's ability to bear it has increased."

Is that right?

Allen looked at Dexter DeShawn, who seemed to be afraid, but at the same time he couldn't hide the slight sense of boasting in his words, he could see clearly Dexter DeShawn's current mental state.

Dexter DeShawn was also excited.

Obviously, if he succeeds in this job and really escapes unscathed, his name will surely become the most famous in Night City. This is almost done by stepping on Arasaka and Team KK, which will definitely send his reputation to the peak. By then, the most powerful middleman in Night City will only be him, not Rogue. The past hasty escape from Night City and the past messing up the Voodoo Gang are nothing before the glory and fame that have returned. In the future, there will only be one legendary middleman in Night City, and that is Mr. Dexter DeShawn.

Of course, this is based on the premise that he can really accomplish this and get away with it completely unscathed from the many forces at work.

If he really has this ability, then the title of legendary middleman should naturally belong to him.

In other words, anyone who can accomplish something like this is already a legendary middleman.

Of course, despite his overwhelming excitement, Dexter DeShawn remained calm. He warned Allen and the others seriously:
"But you have to remember, if something unexpected happens, you all have to evacuate immediately and cut off contact. I know you may not be mercenaries, but if you are planning to take the job, then I think you should also learn some mercenary rules. Do things according to the rules and never cause trouble."

"What do you mean?"

"Don't mess with Team KK."

Dexter DeShawn spoke in a serious tone, almost paused:
"If you mess with those guys, you'll lose your lives. You'll never be a match for the KK team, even with the military technology guys. I know that for people like you who may come from a company, street mercenaries, even if they have a resounding name, won't scare you, but remember, that's the KK team."

"What's the difference?"

Alan and his companion looked at each other and asked curiously.

"Everyone who wanted to challenge the KK name, whether it was a company or a gang, has died. So far, I remember that the only person who survived the battle with KK was one person left alive by KK. I think you all know that person's name."

Dexter DeShawn's words made Allen and the others look much more serious.

"Adam Hammer."

Alan pronounced the name.

"If you think you are strong enough to compete with Adam's Hammer, then go and provoke Team KK. Just don't get me involved. Don't count me as one of those people who seek death."

Dexter DeShawn said this as he put out his half-smoked cigar on the glass table: "You can start taking action. I don't need to know what methods you have, but if you want to participate and do something, then as a basis for cooperation, you'd better bring me the information about the suite on the 100th floor."

“A reasonable request.”

Alan nodded and stood up: "Then we won't disturb Mr. Dexter DeShawn, you can continue to rest."

Under the gaze of Dexter DeShawn, the figures of Allen and others disappeared almost in the blink of an eye, and when he blinked again, only Allen was left in front of him.

Dexter DeShawn's eyes seemed to see the afterimage of one of Allen's men being taken away by his companions.
Before Dexter DeShawn could figure out how they left so quickly, Allen had disappeared, but his voice came from behind Dexter DeShawn.

"Oh, I have one more thing to say."

Dexter DeShawn didn’t look back.

"What?"

"To be unknown or famous, I look forward to your choice, Mr. Dexter DeShawn."

(End of this chapter)