The Creators: From Night City

"How is that possible? There aren't that many."

Jiang Bing buckled the box and threw it into the back seat.

"Believe it or not, these people deserved to die. Besides, since you've chosen this path, you'd better get used to it from now on."

Listening to Jiang Bing's pointed words, Gloria tried to calm herself down so as not to affect her impression in the eyes of her boss.

"I know. I've seen death many times. I'm just a little uncomfortable with this sudden change."

Jiang Bing, a master of self-discipline, refused to take a day off even when he had a big job worth 60 euros on his shoulders, and his black clinic was open as usual at night.

It's just a pity for Mrs. Martinez, who is in such a weak state. Even if she does some easy chores, her back and waist will ache after a night of exhaustion.

After seeing off the fourth sex doll who came tonight after hearing the noise, Gloria noticed a strange woman sitting in the seat in the waiting area.

This person came early in the morning and sat quietly all night, allowing those who came later to cut in line at will, but he remained indifferent.

It doesn't look like he's here to see a doctor, but rather he has another purpose.

The woman was about 40 years old, dressed casually, and only came forward after seeing that all the patients had left.

She looked at Mrs. Martinez beside her but said nothing.

"It's out of the way."

After receiving Jiang Bing's affirmative answer, the woman's eyes flashed with blue light, flickering like a robot.

"looking for me?"

The woman spoke, her tone cold.

"42, do you have a job? You're responsible for the security of a villa. Let me go in and find something."

The woman sat down and continued after a moment: "Your work has always been reliable. Where's the information? Let me take a look first?"

Jiang Bing seemed to trust this strange woman very much and gestured to Mrs. Martinez to hand over the chip containing the information.

When the two touched, the woman's palm was warm, not mechanical.

As the chip was inserted into the slot, the blue light in the woman's eyes flashed more and more frequently.

"What's the situation with this woman? Is she your lover? I remember you always kept to yourself."

Mrs. Martinez's face felt strangely hot.

"Assistant." Jiang Bing replied.

"Ok."

"How much can I pay for this job if I can do it?"

"5 euros."

"It's a bit higher than the market price, but it's still fair."

From this we can see how black-hearted the middlemen in Night City are.

"I took it. When the action is about to start, I'll sneak in and do something about it."

Jiang Bing waved his hand and asked her to look at Mrs. Martinez beside him.

"Contact her."

"You still don't trust the internet as much as ever, Lyric."

Jiang Bing waved his hand, "It's an old habit. I can't change it in this lifetime."

"Old-fashioned." At this point, the woman's words showed some warmth.

She turned to look at Gloria, and a text message suddenly popped up in Mrs. Martinez's brain computer.

Have you ever slept with him?

The sender is 42.

"It's you?!"

Mrs. Martinez found the murderer in no time.

[It's me, but not her. She's a 'microphone']

[You haven't answered my question yet. Have you two ever slept together? ]

Mrs. Martinez was a little speechless by 42's tricky question and could only reply.

[Please be polite and stop asking such weird questions. Also, I'm married.]

【Oh, what's the problem? 】

42. Continue to make shocking statements.

Mrs. Martinez simply closed the conversation and stopped replying, just staring at the woman angrily.

"Okay, put away your gossiping habits, 42. This is why I don't trust the internet. I don't want hackers like you to get into my head."

Seeing this scene, Jiang Bing immediately guessed the situation roughly.

"This is a social survey, not gossip."

The woman continued speaking as her eyes flashed blue.

"Where's the cargo this time?"

Jiang Bing motioned for Mrs. Martinez to get the box full of chips from the car.

"You really have no intention of mating with her? Her appearance is pretty good among those I've seen."

Jiang Bing was used to 42's strange questions.

"Aren't you going to change your weird wording? If you keep going like this, I'm afraid you'll end up surfing cyberspace and turning into a robot."

42 smiled, which was rare. Although it was a little strange to have someone else's face on his face, neither of them minded.

"You're not much better. You're conservative, murderous, mysterious, and a weirdo."

"Don't laugh at the second brother, big brother."

"And your strange Chinese way of using words and sentences." The woman added immediately.

Fortunately, Mrs. Martinez returned in time and ended the conversation between the two.

42 left a final message: "The payment details for the last time have been transferred to your account according to the old rules. Remember to check it."

As the blue light went out, the woman seemed to wake up from her dream. She was not surprised by this, but silently picked up the box, pushed the door and left.

"What's a 'microphone'?"

Mrs. Martinez suddenly asked.

"A frontline salesperson at [Megaphone]." Jiang Bing explained.

"You've heard of the advanced sex doll system, right? It's based on behavioral chips. They allow sex dolls to control their bodies while working, providing services. All memories of the service are stored in the chip, ensuring the customer's privacy."

"The 'microphone' is similar. Frontline sales staff are called 'microphones,' the middleman is the 'telephone line,' and the customer is called the 'landline.' Some important figures need to discuss important business matters in person but can't be present on-site, so they use a 'microphone.' The behavioral chip of each 'microphone' can be provided and packaged by the customer themselves to ensure security."

"It's not just [mouthpieces]; every major company actually has people who are specifically responsible for this."

Jiang Bing added, "The damage rate of 'microphones' is very high. Many customers often choose to destroy them to maintain confidentiality."

"Knowing it's so dangerous, is there anyone willing to do it?"

"Give more money, and the money will come quickly."

Jiang Bing sighed deeply and gave the answer calmly.

Mrs. Martinez was a little confused.

“This world is really weird.”

"Who says it isn't?"

Chapter 14: A Strong Elbow Blow

Westbrook.

The area with the highest green coverage in Night City.

It can be considered a beautiful scenery.

This is where the wealthier people of Night City live.

There are many places for poor people to choose from for their residence, including super skyscrapers, motels, townhouses, various illegal buildings, abandoned buildings, and at the very least, they can choose street benches or under overpasses.

The rich have fewer options.

They can only choose between a high-end apartment in a bustling area and a villa here.

The North Oak District is basically entirely composed of villas.

If you want to live here, you have to be at least a little higher class than Brian Scott.

Christopher Miller's level is higher than Brian's, but judging from his villa at the foot of the mountain in North Oak District, the extent of his superiority is probably limited.

Two Villefort Columbus V340-F freight trucks were parked in the inner bay of the winding mountain road, one in front and one behind, with a long distance between them, waiting for the opportunity.

One of the two cars belongs to Jiang Bing, and the other one also belongs to Jiang Bing.

But the difference is that one is used to load cargo and the other is also used to load goods.

What a joke. I really thought Jiang Bing would act like V, only taking the mission items and not touching anything else.

To deal with such a rich landlord, it would be unfair to these two small trucks that can only carry a lot of cargo if we don't plunder three feet of the land.

Of course, this is only part of the reason.

The truck carrying Jiang Bing, Gloria, and William is the main force tonight.

The car parked far away, steered by David, was just a safety. Under normal circumstances, it would not participate in this operation or the transportation of stolen goods.

Because the truck was already loaded with goods.

When in Rome, do as the Romans do; operations in Night City must be conducted at night.

This is so authentic!

It was not until the moon was at its zenith and Jiang Bing had finished reading more than a dozen articles related to materials science that 42 finally sent back a signal that it could take action.

Jiang Bing and William were standing one in front and one behind, one upright and the other timid.

They represent two stealth concepts.

Traditional Stealth and Assassin's Creed

Jiang Bing belongs to the latter.

"Besides the cameras at the gate, there are several hidden motion detectors. If they're all blacked out, they'll definitely be discovered by the security office. But let's not go through the gate, let's go to the wall."

42 began to guide the two people's actions through the team voice.

"The primary target is the security room. As long as the security is taken care of, I can implant a virus to simulate the system signal from the security room. This will temporarily block the villa's alarm system from the overall network, which can buy us about 30 minutes."

Jiang Bing and the other man walked around the gate, came to the designated location, and waited quietly.

"I will take over the authority of this section of the wall and forcibly suspend the security alert in this area. This will disable the pressure and object sensors on the wall. However, this cannot last for long, as the security will notice if it does."

"You have about 20 seconds to climb over the wall."

"That's enough." Jiang Bing replied softly.

"Very good, connected, ready for action."

How can two people climb over a nearly 3-meter-high fence in 20 seconds?

The answer is that Jiang Bing carried William and rushed to the wall from his hiding place within 5 seconds of the camera deflecting. Then he spent 2 seconds throwing a living person onto the wall, and climbed up himself in the last two seconds. The two of them took another 1 second to jump off the wall.

Total time: 10 seconds.

"We're here." Jiang Bing reported in the team voice.

"Very good. The security room is in a small room on the second floor on the right side of the villa, above the garage."

The two followed 42's instructions and came to the garage. Jiang Bing didn't waste any time and used his hands and feet to climb from the outer wall to the window. After taking a look at the person inside who had his back to him, he put the hatchet in his hand back to his waist and climbed in quietly.

After a few seconds, he leaned forward and gestured to William.

This professional paparazzi is not as useless as he looks. His legs under his dirty jeans have been modified long ago and replaced with the 'Lynx Claw' series that is more suitable for stealth and tracking.