The Creators: From Night City

Jiang Bing quickly adjusted his thinking, "Then where do these customers come from? Do you know?"

This question suddenly made Pyrrha's spirit jump.

"Okada Wakako, I worked for her for a while before and we were quite close. So when Rebecca started her organic meat business, I asked Wakako to introduce her to some customers."

Selling stolen goods is the job of a middleman, and Pila's thinking is correct.

The more Pyrrha spoke, the more certain she became of her suspicions. "In fact, Wakako played a big role in Rebecca's organic meat smuggling becoming so successful in such a short period of time. She introduced most of the customers, and Rebecca has also been frequently settling agency fees with Wakako recently. So, if anyone is involved in this matter, she's definitely involved!"

Very good. After hearing this information from Pira, Jiang Bing felt much clearer.

At least there is a trace to follow, and everyone will not run around the city like headless flies.

After giving Pila an injection of sedative to prevent him from breaking the wound that had been sutured with great difficulty due to excessive emotions, Jiang Bing began to assign the next tasks.

"Mann, you go with Gloria and move Pyrrha to the base. It's safer there."

Jiang Bing turned his gaze to Mrs. Martinez, whose prosthetic eye kept blinking after she got in the car.

"Gloria, you go back with Mann and continue to contact other middlemen. David, Lucy, and I will go visit this Okada Wakako."

Niuniu Street is always bustling with people and full of material desires.

Okada Wakako sat on a chair, looking at the uninvited guest in front of her.

"Tanaka, go out. These people seem to have something to talk to me about."

Jiang Bing looked at this seemingly kind old lady who was actually a ruthless person, and went straight to the point.

"Ms. Wakako, I'm making this intrusive visit mainly to ask you about Rebecca."

"Oh?"

Wakako glanced at Lucy who was standing coldly at the door, and obviously she recognized Lucy as a member of Mann's team.

"Then you shouldn't have come to me, this 'believer' who suddenly showed up."

She teased with a hint of sarcasm.

In Night City, monks are the only group that insists on not installing any prosthetic devices on their bodies. Even so, basic prosthetic devices like brain-computer interfaces, which are uniformly installed by the government during childhood, need to be removed through surgery later.

Therefore, most monks in Night City have scars on the back of their heads from this type of surgery, which can be regarded as cyber scars.

Since Jiang Bing is not a monk, he stands out a little.

However, with the Golden Throne in hand, Jiang Bing no longer had the same concerns as before, so he did not try to hide it.

At worst, he could just sit on the 'Golden Throne' and have the whole city feast together.

Wakako stood up and slowly lit a stick of Japanese incense.

As the smoke rose, she continued slowly, "I'm just an old lady who has lived a long time, and my eyesight has long been blurry."

"You're being modest, Ms. Wakako. Everyone knows you're the most powerful middleman in Japan Street."

The air was gradually filled with the scent of incense.

Jiang Bing's sense of smell allowed him to keenly detect the ingredients of agarwood, vetiver, and cinnamon. Compared with traditional Japanese incense that pursues elegance, the taste of Wakako is obviously heavier.

As expected of a widow who had married nine Tiger Claw Gang bosses, she was indeed worth a lot of money.

This incense is not cheap.

With the incense in her hand, Wakako lit a cigarette and leaned back in her chair, looking at Jiang Bing.

"Sir, please tell me why you are looking for her and who are you to her?"

The cigarettes, full of technology and hard work mixed with incense, made Jiang Bing's sense of smell suffer a bit.

Most cigarettes in 2077 were made of synthetic tobacco and chemical additives, which suddenly made Jiang Bing think that he could bring some tobacco seeds with him when he went to other worlds next time.

After all, this thing may look insignificant, but it is actually more profitable than "Shanshan".

'She's mine.'

Wakako's expression was predictable, "It seems you're behind her latest little business."

Chapter 60 No choice

A few thin streams of air surged around Jiang Bing, quietly blowing the smoke mixed with incense and cigarettes away from him.

The airflow was so weak that no one in the room paid attention to it.

"We're all trying to make a living, and of course we also want to thank Ms. Wakako for her support."

After a simple polite remark, Jiang Bing changed the subject, "However, she just disappeared while on her way to work."

Jiang Bing emphasized the word "work", and He Gezi naturally understood what he meant.

"ho ho"

Wakako forced out two of her signature old-young laughs.

"So you think I'm responsible for this."

Looking at Wakako's forced smile, Jiang Bing's tone did not change.

"Not really. I just thought that since you, Ms. Wakako, have introduced so many businesses to Rebecca, you might know some clues."

"I understand the rules of the middleman. Money is not an issue."

Wakako leaned back in her chair, took a few puffs of the cigarette in her hand, then stood up and put the cigarette in the ashtray on the table.

Obviously, she had made a decision.

"Alex Zhang, 'Chef and Knife' in the city center, you can go to this store and have a look."

After saying this, Wakako sat back in her chair and looked at the people in front of her with an ambiguous look.

"Forget about the money this time. After all, I watched Pyrrha and Rebecca grow up."

"Grateful."

After getting the information he wanted, Jiang Bing said something polite and turned to leave.

As for how much of Okada Wakako's last words came from the truth and how much was an attempt to shirk responsibility, Jiang Bing didn't care at all.

…………

Downtown, Chef and Knife.

This restaurant is actually quite famous on the Internet, and the three of them found it without much effort.

As soon as I got out of the elevator on the 16th floor, a member of the Animal Gang stood at the door like an iron tower.

As an animal gang obsessed with the untamed side of human nature, they will madly pursue the most brutal and primitive side of human nature. They generally do not use traditional prostheses, but instead rely on huge amounts of testosterone, other growth hormones or simply animal supplements to strengthen their bodies.

Of course, as a price to pay, these muscular brutes basically don't have very good brains.

The relationships within the gangs are similar to those of animal communities. They have no fixed territory and are scattered across all walks of life and streets in Night City.

Because they generally have a strong build that looks tough, most stores prefer to hire people from the Animal Gang to look after their business.

"Hey, what are you looking at?"

The members of the Animal Gang guarding Chef and Knife have obviously taken too much testosterone and other growth hormones recently, and their tempers are very bad.

Jiang Bing just stood at the door and glanced at him twice, which made the other party unhappy.

However, Jiang Bing's temper was even worse than his at this moment.

"Hey, I'm talking to you. You're not listening. Your ears are stuffed with donkey hair."

Jiang Bing walked up to him without saying a word, and slapped the security guard, who was taller than him, so hard that he turned 360 degrees in the air.

"Fuck, you're tired of living."

The Animal Gang members got up from the ground and prepared to start fighting, but before they could do anything, Jiang Bing threw them against the wall.

Before the man could even land on the ground, the long legs following closely behind him demonstrated what it meant to "beat someone like hanging a painting."

"Watch your mouth, or it'll kill you sooner or later."

Without caring whether the Animal Gang member who was about to faint could hear him, Jiang Bing vented some of his anger and pushed the door open to enter the restaurant.

This restaurant is not big, but its decoration is very high-end. There is no hall, and meals are served in separate enclosed boxes.

At first glance, you can tell that the main focus is privacy and elegance.

Seeing Jiang Bing leading two people with aggressive looks, it was obvious that they did not come to eat. Although the receptionist was puzzled as to why the doorman let them in, she still went forward to greet them.

"Hello sir, do you have an appointment?"

Jiang Bing said nothing, but tapped his cane on the ground to signal.

My younger brother David took out the "Tongyi" very tacitly and quickly reached a consensus with the front desk.

"Zhang Alex, do you know him?"

When the salesperson at the counter heard the name, he looked as if he had expected it.

It was obvious that the owner of the name was not very popular with her. Without hesitation, she answered directly: "Of course, he is the boss's brother-in-law, but I didn't see him in the store today."

But it doesn’t matter, the monk can run away, but the temple cannot.

Jiang Bing continued to ask, "Where is your boss?"

The receptionist was a little hesitant about this question, but after seeing the "Uni-President" in David's hand, she quickly turned her attention to the kitchen.

"sensible."

Walk along the fully enclosed corridor of the private room, and at the end is the door leading to the kitchen.

As a high-end restaurant serving private dishes, "Chef and Knife" does not serve many guests every day, so there are not many people in the kitchen.

There were only two people in total, one man and one woman.

Seeing someone breaking into the kitchen, Chef Ser had no choice but to stop what he was doing and ask the three people why they came.

"Zhang Alex, where is he?"

Jiang Bing carefully checked the kitchen and soon found the constant temperature box for organic meat on a shelf in the corner.

He was very familiar with this thing. The logo and the words "Anti-Entropy" on it were all cast by him personally, so there was no way he would make a mistake.

"Everyone, please calm down and don't disturb other guests. I'm Ser, the owner of this restaurant. If you have any questions, we can sit down and solve them."

Looking at the chef who acted like a civilized person, Jiang Bing repeated his question.

"We have something to do with Zhang Alex. If you tell me his location, we won't get into trouble here."

Ser sighed, feeling disappointed with his brother-in-law.

"Did he borrow money from you, or did he owe you gambling debts? I'll pay it off for him, no matter how much."

"It's not that simple. I'm afraid you can't pay back the debt owed to Chef Ser."

Jiang Bing pulled out a modified revolver based on the "Prelude" from his coat pocket and placed it on the back of his right hand, which was holding a cane.

The threat is self-evident.

"After all, he owes us two lives."

Seeing the man's behavior, how could Ser not know that his brother-in-law was behaving recklessly outside and had finally offended someone he shouldn't have offended.

"Listen, everyone." Searle raised his hands to indicate that he was not a threat.

"I think we can discuss the amount. You can name a number, and I won't bargain."

As the brother-in-law, Serl has done his best. Even with a gun pointed at his head, he is still trying to protect his brother-in-law.

Jiang Bing chuckled twice and pointed the gun at the woman beside him.

Ever since he mentioned Zhang Alex's name, the other party's reaction has been very abnormal.

Combined with her intentional or unintentional intimate actions with Ser, it is not difficult to guess that she is Ser's wife, and Zhang Alex's biological sister.

Searle quickly moved sideways to block the gun pointed at his wife.

It can be seen that the two are very affectionate.

Amidst the subtle sound of mechanical operation, the hammer of this exquisite revolver was cocked.

"If you also want to personally experience the pain of losing a loved one, you can continue like this."