My cyberpsychosis is a task prompt

Chapter 184: Russell
Olos and John were on the voice channel.

The bone ballast calls are not conflicting.

John walked quickly across the silent carpet and found a row of seats by the window according to his number. He even wondered which corner the bone was staring at him.

"I'm already in, what do you need me to do?"

[Don't worry, John. Do you see the French window? There is a gun on the sixth seat next to the flower bed. Pick it up. You need a gun to work.]

John walked through French windows and steps with breathing lights.

This is a terrace.

Dark high-rise buildings stood among the colorful neon lights, and some customers stood by the railings looking at the City of Eden.

They chatted about business and news.

There is also a beautiful figure smoking alone.

John walked to the side closer to the banquet hall and searched carefully inside the booths surrounded by parasols and green plants.

[Weapon: Family [Smart Revolver]]

[Module: Advanced penetration, shift calibration]

[Description: Commercial-grade intelligent weapon, modified in an American style, with showroom-level modules and exclusive black and gold color scheme. ]

There are two more magazines in the box.

John checked his weapon quickly and casually put it on his waist. There was no holster on the belt inside his suit, so he had to make do with it.

"What do you want me to do?"

[What you are best at, killing people, is a simple business...]

"As long as Mr. Vito enters this building, you should have ten thousand ways to kill him. Why do you have to ask me to do this?"

John roughly guessed the content of the mission.

But Guzha laughed out loud.

[You think you are loyal and righteous, right? Mercenary boy, take a look at the price I offer you before you decide whether to refuse it.]

A message popped up in John's mailbox.

The sender is an unknown account.

Bone slag was as cautious as ever.

John's prosthetic eye flickered as he read the contents of the letter - it contained only a high-definition photo of the scene that was gradually being loaded, with a plug-in that would burn after reading.

The picture shows a locked freezer.

It was filled with half-melted ice and a wounded body, and the scanning system automatically popped up his specific information.

[Name: John Chavez]

[File: Born in the old northern United States, came to Eden City at the age of seventeen, joined Tiebang Logistics two years later, and has more than five years of driving experience...]

"Fake!?"

John's eyes widened, and his scalp and spine were tingling.

The bone fragments actually got hold of his original body!
[You have two minutes to think about it, John. After the task is completed, I will tell you where it is.]

Dengdengdeng-

Snap, snap, snap.

There was applause in the banquet hall.

John recovered from his shock and stepped back slightly, hiding himself in the shadow deep in the seat.

The guests who were chatting on the terrace all gathered in the hall.

The originally dim social scene instantly became brightly lit, and black and gold embossed holographic projections covered every wall.

The guests lined the streets to welcome the protagonist with warm applause.

Oros's voice sounded on another channel.

[Vito Russell is here, where are you? Don't forget our purpose of attending the banquet, you have to get close to him and get information about that group.]

John took a deep breath and calmed down again.

Guzha is still waiting for his reply.

He put his gun away, left the booth, walked to the floor-to-ceiling window, and looked out at the circle of spotlights in front of him that was attracting everyone's attention.

Mr. Vito Russell actually attended.

He smiled and greeted the guests in his familiar tailor-made shirt, hand-woven vest, and black windbreaker.

The former leader of the Black Gold Gang looks a little old.

He has put aside the majesty he had during his tenure, but is still imposing, and his hairstyle and outfit are still meticulous.

Gold rings gleamed on the prosthetic limbs.

John took a deep breath and prepared to take a step forward, glancing to his right out of the corner of his eye.

The inner field elevator was just opening at this time.

Several senior executives of Precision Heavy Industries whom he had met before came out surrounded by bodyguards and intelligent machines. After all, it was a retirement dinner, and the company had to show a corresponding attitude.

The crowd gathered from three elevators and the corridor.

Form a large team and prepare to meet Mr. Vito.

Bone shatter's figure appeared at the end of the team.

Around him were high-ranking thugs from the Black Gold Gang, all of them looked like ferocious butchers with muscular bodies, holding heavy weapons. With a height of nearly three meters, they looked almost like humanoid combat robots.

Guzha was wearing dark gold half-frame glasses and glanced at John across a distance of several dozen meters and the crowded crowd.

His lips moved and the sound rang in John's ears.

[Do you want to take my order? ]

John took a deep breath as a sign of acquiescence.

[Oh, don't get me wrong, you're not going to kill Vito...]

"WTF!?"

John took back the step he had taken.

[The woman smoking on the viewing platform behind you, kill her. I'll give you forty seconds to complete the task, otherwise, I'll regard it as your refusal, and the things in the photo will be out of my control.]

Mr. Vito's arrival made the atmosphere of the party lively.

All the guests headed to the lobby, applauded and watched him deliver his retirement speech under the spotlight.

This gang godfather made great contributions to the stability of the West Side.

John walked against the light, among the smiling guests, and returned to the empty viewing platform.

The woman was still standing there, with red dots flickering between her fingers.

She seemed not to hear the noise from the banquet. She raised her head and stared blankly at the City of Eden in the night.

There was a faint smell of cigarette smoke in the air.

John approached slowly and observed his target - she was leaning against the railing alone, wearing a backless dress and smooth white artificial leather, which looked inexplicably familiar.

Who is this?
He originally thought that only "Vito" was worthy of the price of bone slag.

The lights in the ballroom flickered.

John's shadow was stretched very long in an instant. The woman in front of him seemed to realize something, turned around, looked at the mercenary who hid his hands in his suit jacket, and asked in confusion.

"John!?"

"Angelica!?"

【Mission target updated (7s↓)】

[Kill the commissioned target. (Optional)]

【Abandon the entrusted target. (Optional)】

The task information pops up with a countdown.

Guzha purposely did not reveal the identity of her target, probably expecting John to pull out his gun and shoot before she turned around.

He did give a time limit.

John lowered the gun without much hesitation.

The countdown is over.

He knew that the direction of the mission had taken an important turn at this moment.

Angelica looked John up and down.

She wore a fancy dress and jewels on her fingers and neck.

"Why are you here?"

"This is also my problem. Ah, it doesn't matter. Bone slag wants to kill you. Come with me. Now I can start explaining..."

John placed his weapon close to his body and motioned for Angelica to come over, while turning to look at the brightly lit banquet hall.

Mr. Vito's voice came from the speakers.

He was giving his retirement speech.

【Haha, good job, John.】

Guzha sneered and hung up the phone.

He stood among the big shots, and his exact location was completely invisible.

John came to his senses.

Angelica, however, remained standing.

She had a blank expression at first, then she smiled bitterly.

"I couldn't leave Eden City, or even get out of the West End."

Angelica took a final drag on her cigarette and flicked it over the railing, the flying sparks extinguishing as she fell into darkness.

She pointed a finger gun at her head.

"If the satellite detects that I took even a single step outside, the blockade procedure will be activated. I am his hostage."

"Who?"

John asked.

Angelica didn't answer.

She asked as she walked towards the banquet hall.

"You wanted to kill me just now? It was a commission from Guzha. If the reward was right, you should have done it..."

[I just won an interesting piece of information at the gambling table.]

Oros' voice rang out over the communication channel.

She obviously heard the conversation between John and Angelica.

[In order to ensure that the gang would be under the control of the company, Jingke Heavy Industries kidnapped Vito's two children. One of them was arranged to be trained in the European branch, and the other was in Eden City. ]

Olaus sent the detailed information to the email.

John's prosthetic eye flickered, and various photos and text messages flashed by.

A tan-skinned girl was lying on a hospital bed. The diagnosis was severe burns and a broken spine. She must have survived the gunfight and explosion.

The medical department of Jingke Heavy Industries admitted her.

What follows is a recovery period measured in years.

Timestamps and photo numbers are incremented.

During this process, she underwent countless cosmetic surgeries, and everything from her skin color to her hair and even her pupils changed. She gradually grew older and eventually became a completely different person.

[Undisclosed information detected, scanning database update. ]

A new prompt popped up in front of John.

This should be a change after the black light upgrade.

John came back to his senses from the bloody surgical records and the pale and depressing ward.

The image in the photo overlaps with the woman in front of me.

He looked up and started the scan.

Angelica's outline is highlighted.

[Name: Ariane Russell [Angelica]]

[Force: Black Gold Gang]

really.

Angelica is Vito's daughter.

She was injured in the war when the Black Gold Gang ruled the West Side, and was rescued by Precision Industries and implanted with a blocking program, becoming one of the means to threaten Vito to ensure that the gang and the company were on the same path.

"Ariani Russell?"

John asked in a low voice as he stood next to her.

Angelica's skin tensed and she seemed to tremble slightly.

“…I haven’t heard this name for a long time.”

She turned and looked at John with a very complicated look in her eyes, then picked up the drink she had gotten from the VIP area and started drinking.

John wanted to ask something, but didn't know where to start.

No wonder the cupboard told me to be careful with Angelica.

Her shop, source of funds, various privileges and connections in the Black Gold Gang all had answers the moment her identity was revealed.

Sudden.

There was a wave of exclamations in the banquet hall.

John couldn't help but look over.

Vito raised his glass in a gesture, and waited until the scene became quiet again before continuing to speak to the guests without changing his expression.

"The Black Gold Gang will win this war. As I said just now, the West District has the weapons that will decide the outcome. I will fulfill my promise and work with Mr. Ethan Rutledge to lead the West District to become the center of Eden City."

Vito said this, motioning towards the bones in the crowd.

He raised his glass and drank the bubbling champagne in one gulp.

There was a long delay before applause broke out in the banquet hall, followed by cheers and deafening music that almost blew the roof off.

(End of this chapter)