Cyberpunk: I didn't cheat.

"What? That media guy lives in a big villa in North Oak? Holy crap! So why is he doing all this business?"

Jack was immediately taken aback when he heard that Romeno had invited the team to a party at his house, a hilltop villa.

"I also thought this kid had saved up some money to find news material, but I didn't expect him to be a rich kid."

Vito was editing the message for T-bug.

"Bug, first help me check out Romano's detailed information, then keep an eye on his place for us. We don't want Jack and me to go to a party and end up with three pounds of bullets in our stomachs."

"I suggest you don't drink this glass of wine until I've fixed the intrusion."

T-bug is using the old method, starting by obtaining the villa's blueprints from the local power grid.

"Bug, when are you going to take me on a web crawl? If you go to Tahiti to grow mangoes, our team will be without a hacker."

"Okay, we can get started once you install the hacking interface."

Vito was puzzled.

"Can't I use my data cable?"

T-bug is speechless.

"Unless you're a genius one in a million, your own body temperature will burn you to death. Having Cha act as a hacker is more reliable than your dataline ideas."

"How will I know if I don't try? What if I really am a hacking genius?"

“I’ll prepare a refrigerator for you, put you inside, and look forward to the next time you open the refrigerator door and walk out, Bartmouth. The chances of that are much greater than a data breach at the company’s ICE.”

"Ok."

The hacking went very smoothly. It seemed the Romano family had anticipated a hacker attack, as the entire house had no network firewall installed.

"You're in luck; the champagne they serve at the pool bar is all high-end."

"Why don't you go and have a couple of sips too?"

"This joke isn't funny, but his internet is completely unprotected, so there might be something big waiting for you. By the way, his house is quite large."

"Just get the map, no need to risk staying. I'll act according to the situation."

Vito closed the chat window.

You need to be well-prepared to meet Romano. In Night City, a wealthy second-generation heir with a hidden identity suddenly reveals himself. Either he has his eye on your business, or he has his eye on you.

In Vito's view, Romeno shouldn't be surprised by his own little luck.

"Xiao Cha! Are you done?"

"All right!"

Vito and Jack got into the Magician's car. Cha was the driver for this trip and also the backup. If it was a lavish banquet inside, Cha would drive the car through the gate and then pick up a machine gun and shoot everyone in sight.

On the way, Jack was still full of doubts.

"Vito, Romero is so rich, why is he getting into biotechnology news? Is he manipulating the stock market?"

Vito had hidden several punk knives in the dark lining of his jacket.

"Who knows? Maybe he wants to be an angel investor in a medical dispute mediation group, give us a few hundred thousand, and then shout that he's the one who makes dreams come true."

Little Cha excitedly replied after hearing Vito's words.

"Then Cha wants a 911, a retro model, which will perfectly match Cha's outfit."

Vito grumbled as he looked at Chapman, who was wearing a rivet jacket.

"You should be riding an old motorcycle, chaining it around, and causing trouble next to a food truck."

As the car drove up the mountain road, a custom-made "Lady in the Lake" car was stopped in the middle of the road, and a man wearing sunglasses was making a phone call and cursing.

Xiao Cha honked the horn.

Didi!

"Press your mother's ass!"

Xiao looked at Vito and Jack, and they both nodded in agreement.

Xiao Cha understood and stuck his head out of the car window.

"You're driving this junk and parked in the middle of the road looking for your lost big gun, huh? Believe me or not, I'll run you and your car over, you sissy!"

"Damn it, look who I am!"

"You dare to even look at who I am? If you can't see clearly, you've already ripped your eyes out! Or are you saying that your rotten eyes can only see your own pathetic life?"

"Damn it, you just wait!"

The man in the luxury car got out, picked up a pistol, pointed it at Xiao Cha, and strode over.

Upon seeing who it was, Jack exclaimed in surprise.

"My God, it's that rock superstar Kerry!"

"You only recognize me now? Too late! Little bastard, let me tell you..."

Kerry's curses seemed to be forcibly shoved back down his throat.

At this moment, what he saw in front of him was a gun barrel that was thicker and larger than Cha's.

"Uh, you guys are my fans, right? You want my autograph?"

Vito told Cha to put the gun away.

"No, we were just passing by, and your car was blocking our way."

Kerry also put away his gun; these men looked like professional mansion break-ins.

"Okay, I'll make room for you right away."

Kerry buried his head and got back into the car. He didn't want to lose his life in a street argument. Lately, his agent had been nagging him a lot, which led to a big argument between them in the car.

"Damn it! What kind of lousy day is this, everyone's trying to mess with me!"

Kerry started the car and drove into the city, and Vito and his party continued on their way.

"To actually run into Kerry, today is truly amazing!"

"That's normal, his house is over there, in that building."

Vito pointed to a villa on the hillside by the roadside.

How did you know?

"I went there in my past life, but I never went through the main entrance."

"Hahaha, that's a good joke, Mano."

Upon arriving at the Romano residence, they found it even more luxurious than Vito and the others had imagined; it was practically a manor.

It's hard to imagine that someone could own a house like this in Night City in 2077. The owner must be someone of extraordinary wealth and status.

Guided by two security guards, Xiao Cha parked the car in the parking lot on the side of the estate, and then the security guards led the guests to a stretched Villefort limousine.

Vito and Jack were country bumpkins; it was the first time they'd ever seen a shuttle bus that led from their front door into their home.

Jack said to Vito in a low voice.

"I bet Bug saw the castle a while ago; she probably just wanted to see our surprised expressions."

When they met Romano, Vito and Jack felt somewhat desensitized. Along the way, they had seen many rare items, and even a dog.

"Welcome to my home."

Romeno himself came to greet the two.

"Romano, if you had told me earlier that your house was like a palace, I would have gone to Arasaka to borrow a suit for you to pay homage to."

Vito shrugged his shoulders.

"Haha, Vito, I didn't mean to hide it from you, come in."

Following Romeno into the house, Vito appeared to be observing the postmodern decorations around him, but in reality, he was making practical arrangements for any unforeseen circumstances.

[We're in. You can now compare the blueprints with my prosthetic eye.]

[Connecting, there will be a few seconds of screen flashing, please be aware.]

A flash of light appeared before my eyes, and T-bug connected to Vito's Crossroads Prosthetic Eye.

Romeno led the two to a circular sofa booth room. The glass walls of the room were decorated with bamboo, and the air purification effect of the room was quite good. There was no smell of Night City at all.

"What would you like to drink? How about Cissimito? It just arrived recently."

As the three were talking, Romeno's father, who was secretly watching them, spoke to the person next to him.

“They should let their hackers in and test their mettle.”

Chapter 100 The Landscape Submerged in My Heart

“Their hackers got in, so I left early and cleared away the traces.”

T-bug's voice rang out in the encrypted channel.

Vito looked across at Romeno, who was evaluating the taste of Cissimito.

"So, Romero, you called us here to kill us after we've served our purpose?"

Romeno remained expressionless as he took out a gold coin chip and placed it on the table.

“This is not my intention. My father wants to see you. He arranged this meeting. This money is my compensation for my apology.”

Vito didn't take the chip. The rich people of Night City in the ditch thought that having money meant they could play games with others at will.

"What's next? Three or five veteran security guards rush in, brandishing the latest weapons and pointing them at my head, then showing off how many connections your family has, saying that Lucius Ryan is a guest of honor in your family? And then what? Your old man comes out from some hidden corner and wants to take me in as his dog?"

"Romano, if you need anything, just ask. If the conditions are right, I can strangle your father for you, and then you can take over the family business."

Romeno's lips twitched as he looked at the ceiling camera.

Romeno's father looked somewhat gloomy.

“Come back. The fact that they didn’t catch their hacker means they were prepared. This thug certainly has a sharp tongue.”

He walked out of the secret room and headed straight for the oxygen room.

The door swung open, and Romeno's father strode over and sat down opposite Vito.

"You're just a lowly mercenary leader, and you don't even have any information. I'm wondering which company's special talent would come to Night City to work as a bar hustler."

Jack remained silent throughout, keeping a watchful eye on his surroundings, ready to charge out with Vito at any moment.

Vito opened his jacket and said slowly:

"Medical Dispute Mediation Group".

"What company is this?"

"I made this up."

The atmosphere became awkward, and Romeno quickly took a sip of wine to suppress his laughter.

Romano's father had someone bring him some documents.

"Your mouth is very annoying. Here is your information. See if there is anything that needs to be added."

Vito picked up the tablet and browsed through it. The data was very detailed, with all the commissioned tasks recorded on it since he and Jack did their first job.

Vito watched, occasionally reminiscing with Jack about an incident that occurred during a certain mission.

The two chatted and laughed as if no one else was around.

[Bug, check out this old man.]

After reviewing the information, Vito put the tablet back on the table.

"What wonderful memories! Could I take a copy of the data home with me? I don't even have such detailed mission records myself."

Romeno's father was no longer as angry as he had been.

“I am Tommasino Musso. I have been watching you ever since you took my son’s order at the Afterlife Bar.”