From Gotham to Night City, my infamy is known to all.

"Ahem, alright, citizen, thank you for your help to the NCPD. If you'd like, I can give you the identification number of the criminal you killed, and you can claim the reward on the NCPD's official website in a day."

Leo shook his head: "I heard you're having a tight budget, so consider this money my donation. Speaking of which, I saw the news on Channel 54 yesterday. What's your position now?"

Stings's cheek twitched, and after a moment's hesitation, he honestly replied, "I'm a police inspector now, still in charge of security in the Watson District, and the area under my jurisdiction has expanded considerably."

“It’s still a bit too low…” Leo waved his hand dismissively. “Alright, I got it. I’ll help you out if something good happens. But if you want to compete for a position with real power, your current position is still too low.”

Stings was speechless: He really didn't know he was competing for a position of real power, and... what exactly is real power? Does the next level up, the police inspector, count as having real power?

While he was distracted, a policewoman glanced through the open rear window and caught a glimpse of the scene inside the car.

There was a beautiful woman cleaning a gun, and another woman... handcuffed, with blood on her face, who seemed to be unconscious.

Kidnapping!?

This scene really looks like a kidnapping!

"Sir...look at the back of the vehicle..."

Stins glanced over instinctively, and his heart suddenly skipped a beat.

With his keen eyesight, he could easily tell that the woman was not in good condition; she seemed to be injured, and perhaps quite seriously.

"...What's wrong with her?"

After hesitating for a long time, he finally asked the question that might escalate the conflict.

As a police officer, he can turn a blind eye to one thing, but not both.

Leo glanced back indifferently, raised his hand and pressed a button on the center console—raising the rear window.

"I happened to be passing by when I saw her having an attack, so I kindly helped her. I'm taking her to see a doctor now, is there a problem?"

Any questions?

Of course there are problems, and they are quite big.

This looks like a violent kidnapping...

Stings was caught in a dilemma.

Leo ignored him, waved a few times, and said goodbye: "She's still waiting for the doctor's treatment, so I won't stay any longer. If you have any problems, feel free to come find me at the Rebirth Bar."

After saying that, he closed the car window and started the vehicle again.

Stins did not give any instructions until Thrace 388 completely disappeared from sight.

The female subordinate seemed to have forgotten what she had just witnessed and casually chatted with her other colleagues as if nothing had happened.

In Night City, even if you have an official position, you must understand one principle: if you can't control something, don't interfere; just pretend nothing happened!

First Glimpse of Talent: Chapter 174 V: Winning People Over with Virtue! (Points to sticking the gun out the window)

The vehicle drove smoothly, leaving the "battle zone" far behind.

Pedestrians reappeared on both sides of the street, discussing the direction from which the gunshots came.

V turned back reluctantly, his expression exaggerated, and said, "Did you see Stings' last expression? He looked so conflicted, like he wanted to say something but couldn't. Haha! I really should take a picture to remember this moment."

Leo focused on driving and replied leisurely, "He's not bad. He dared to ask a question even when he was under my control, which is quite courageous."

"So you plan to push him to be the director of the NCPD?"

Leo pondered for a moment, then quickly shook his head: "When we can truly control the NCPD, we'll just make him a deputy director, that'll be the end of it. We still need to find someone with a closer relationship to us to be the director."

"People closer to us? Are there any like that in the NCPD?"

V thought of everyone she knew, but still couldn't find a suitable partner.

Leo nodded: "There is one. Sasha's sister, Stella Ramos, is an NCPD officer, but she's currently in Dogville and her rank isn't very high."

V was incredulous to learn that Sasha's sister was a police officer.

"So you prefer her to be the NCPD director?"

"If she is capable and willing to follow my instructions, then it is not impossible."

Leo thought for a moment, then simply said...

"I haven't been in Night City long, so I don't know many police officers. Besides the two I just mentioned, I know two other officers who can be considered good cops."

"One is named River Ward, and the other is named Anna Hammill; both are detectives."

However, both of them have some flaws. The former has an overly strong sense of justice, and if he were to become the bureau chief, he might not be able to follow my orders completely. The latter is all talk and no action; his abilities and intelligence are not up to the position of bureau chief.

In short, let's take it one step at a time; there will always be a suitable candidate.

V stared at him intently, finding a unique charm in his eloquent manner.

"You're making it sound like the NCPD is your personal fiefdom. Be careful that overconfidence doesn't turn into arrogance."

Leo chuckled: "With great power comes great power. Once I truly bring the NCPD under my control, I'll only want more."

During our casual conversation, we arrived at our destination.

Riot Nightclub, as its name suggests, is obviously not open during the day.

Fortunately, they came to see someone off.

The side of the nightclub is a dedicated loading and unloading area, which contains two large trash cans and some old furniture. For convenience, space has been left here for small trucks to enter and exit.

Right now, there's a typical Hera family car parked inside.

How to describe this car? It's for the poor. At least two or three out of ten cars on the roads in Watson District are like this. It gets zero attention when you drive it, and even the police don't bother to give it a second glance.

Upon seeing Leo's Thrace 388, the woman with the single ponytail standing next to the car patted the door twice, signaling the driver to move further in and make room for his car.

Leo drove the car into an empty space, turned around, and stroked the woman's wrist with his right hand, putting the handcuffs that Batman had "gifted" him back into his storage space.

This is a technological creation from 2010; it's better not to leave it in Night City.

After the inspection was completed and no other problems were found, he got out of the car with V and went to meet the woman.

"Regina, I didn't expect you to come in person. It's a pleasure to meet you."

He took the initiative to extend his hand and shake hands with this local bigwig from Watson District.

"I should be the one saying 'nice to meet you,' since you're the hot topic right now—the famous L."

While making polite remarks, Regina's eyes darted around Leo's face.

Without a doubt, they are Chinese, not Japanese.

Look at that face, you can tell at a glance that she has never suffered, especially never experienced outdoor work or activities, she's even more delicate than a woman.

Judging from his handsome appearance, it would not be an exaggeration to say that he is the illegitimate son of some important figure.

Why would Kang Tao throw such a spoiled young master into Night City, and do it so ostentatiously? What exactly is he trying to do...?

After the pleasantries, Leo had V carry the cyber-crazy woman out of the car and hand her over to Regina's men.

He cautioned, "This woman's identity is unusual. I did some research before I came. Her name is Huang Tao, and she is one of the leading actresses in the hit drama 'Saigon Sisters.' When you deal with her, don't let too many people see you, or you might cause trouble."

Regina looked at the woman, focusing on her face and the somewhat ugly implants on her body. After a while, she turned to Leo and said, "Logically speaking, someone like this should be considered an upper-class person. How did she end up looking like this?"

“A boring, melodramatic soap opera.” Leo spread his hands. “The general plot is—the younger sister ruins the older sister’s wedding, turning her into a laughingstock in Night City. The older sister retaliates by transforming the younger sister into this inhuman creature. The younger sister retaliates again by attacking the older sister’s second wedding. Originally, there was no problem, but unfortunately, the younger sister is allergic to tannins and has been in a coma. When she woke up, she was a bit disoriented and couldn’t distinguish between the filming scene and reality.”

Regina shook her head: "This isn't a melodramatic soap opera, it's a horror movie with ghosts. Oh well, I'll try my best. I have no experience with this, so I can't say how it will turn out."

Leo shrugged indifferently.

For these cyberpsychotic patients, it's good enough that someone is willing to give it another try; it's much better than being treated with bullets or being sent for dissection.

He took an empty syringe from his suit pocket and casually tossed it to Regina: "I gave her an immunosuppressant produced by Dinalra Technology, 100ml. You can keep this for reference."

"Thanks, that's very thoughtful."

Regina nimbly caught it, waved goodbye to him,

"I'd love to talk to you more, but this patient can't wait. I have to take care of this first. Let's talk another time."

"Okay, see you later."

Leo also got back into the car with V and drove back onto the main road.

V returned to the passenger seat, draping his left arm over Leo's shoulder without seeming tired.

Once they were on the elevated highway, Leo belatedly asked, "What's the speed limit in Night City? I've been going fast and slow all the time, am I breaking the rules?"

V didn't expect him to ask such a question. He frowned and thought for a moment: "The speed limit in the city center is 60 kilometers per hour, and 80 kilometers per hour in other areas. But as long as you don't speed under the NCPD's nose or cause an accident, they generally don't care about such trivial matters."

Leo understood immediately, stepped on the gas, and sped through the streets of Night City.

He sped back to the Heywood area, running red lights, crossing solid lines, and scrambling to overtake on the razor blade, inevitably attracting the ire and pursuit of some road rage drivers.

But after V politely extended his rifle out the window to apologize, everyone calmly applied the brakes and expressed their understanding of his actions.

V's loud laughter never stopped, indicating that he really enjoyed this lawless and thrilling experience.

"I feel like we're Bonnie and Clyde, writing a crime legend in the crazy Night City!"

Leo denied it, saying, "No, we are civilized people, law-abiding citizens. What we did was not a crime, but rather upholding justice, or rather... self-defense!"

"I knew rich people like you were much worse than me!"

V looked at the garage door not far away, seizing the last bit of time to leave his mark on the man's face...

First Glimpse of Talent: Chapter 175 Armed Escort Service by the Netherworld Hound

V kept kissing him on the face every now and then, and Leo really couldn't resist.

He parked his car on the side of the road, intending to try making some unreasonable little requests of Vera, who was in a great mood, but instead saw a black van drive into Vera's garage.

Through the half-open car window, he saw a man with a resolute expression, a cigarette between his fingers, and half a gun barrel sticking out of his other hand.

mercenary?

He even seems to have a bit of a military bearing...

"V, did you see that?"

"Of course, they don't seem to have any malicious intent; they're more like armed security personnel escorting someone. Just to be on the safe side, let's go in and take a look."

The two quickly abandoned their playful thoughts, kept a distance from the car in front, and drove into the garage.

While the two were out, the old captain's car delivery crew apparently came again, filling the small parking lot to capacity.

Vans can only be parked in the open space in front of the garage.

On the other side, Vera and Jack, along with several familiar-looking members of the Valentino gang, came to greet them.

Woo——woo——

An alarm suddenly went off from inside the truck.

[Warning, security procedures have been initiated. Unauthorized personnel are advised to take cover! In the event of an attack, we reserve the right to retaliate without restraint in accordance with the Second Amendment!]

Amidst the electronically synthesized alarm, the sound of a pressure relief valve rotating came from the rear door of the truck, like rusty gears crushing glass.

Suddenly, two small panels rose up on the side of the carriage, and then two drones that looked remarkably similar to the military-grade "bipedal dragons" flew out from the hidden recesses.

Two drones flew towards two groups of people, one in front and one behind.

The drone, which had flown toward Leo, hovered outside the car window. A clear, cool female voice came from the speaker: "Please lower your window, extend your right hand, and undergo an identity scan. We need to confirm the basic information of the people present."

"Damn... are they military technology people?"

V's hand was already on the gun pouch, ready to take out the gun at any moment.

"Wait, don't be impulsive." Leo reached out and pressed her arm, turning his head to examine her closely.

The logo on this drone looks familiar, but it's not military technology... it's a hound!

How did the Dogtown soldiers end up in Heywood?!

"Pure White: Don't be nervous, they're here to deliver goods. The biggest black market in Night City is at EBM Petrarch Petrochemical Stadium in Dogtown. If we want to buy contraband to deal with big corporations, buying from them is the best option."

The information from the internal communication channel eased the tension somewhat.

V put the gun bag back at his feet.

Leo then lowered the car window slightly, extended his right hand, and allowed the drone to verify his SID chip.

The information in this built-in chip is pure white and changes once a day, so there's no fear of exposing one's identity.