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

The infiltration team returned to the car without attracting anyone's attention.

The biotechnology building remained as calm as ever, as if nothing had happened.

The first hostile operation against a major company has been successfully completed!

Leo quickly went on public channels to announce the good news—

"L: Mission accomplished. Everyone, keep a low profile and evacuate in an orderly manner."

"Mann: Received."

Jack: It felt like going out at night and taking a drive around town!

Rebecca: I've prepared three guns and a whole box of grenades, and that's it?

"L: Just like I expected, it was done without anyone noticing. This deal is done, and the two cars have been delivered to you as agreed. Now leave the company square quickly and don't come here for the next few days. I've heard that some stupid thieves return to the crime scene after committing a crime."

After sending the message, Leo transferred 20 euros to Mann and then disbanded the public channel.

Leo: We should go too. Let's split into three groups and head back to the apartment, following the pre-planned route.

V: We've already set off.

Jack: I'm definitely the fastest, let me show you the maneuverability of a motorcycle!

Leo smiled slightly and turned to Vera: "Let's go too, drive normally, and don't attract attention."

"Good~"

Vera started the vehicle, and the Thrace 388, a common sight in the company square, smoothly drove away from the parking space.

*

On the other side, Mann shrugged at Dorio beside him: "That's it. It was as easy as going downstairs to pick up a package. L's squad is truly the elite of the elite."

"Did you get the money?" Dorio put the briefcase containing the gun back at her feet.

"We got them, and he even gave us the two cars as a gift."

Mann glanced down at the still-new control panel and was quite satisfied with the condition of the Mackintosh "Larimore".

This fully enclosed van, equipped with heavy armor plates, is worth at least 40,000 to 50,000 yuan even if it's an unlicensed vehicle, and it's especially suitable for long-distance transport.

In addition, with Pila and Rebecca driving the Macintosh MTL1, this mission easily netted them nearly 30 euros.

L was much more generous than Faraday...

Mann recalled the arrogant "four-eyed guy" who refused to reveal any details when issuing the mission, and the scales in his heart tipped once again.

While pondering, he said in the team channel, "Pira, Rebecca, go to our temporary base. This mission involves a large company, so let's find a place to hide these two vehicles for a few days and lay low."

Upon hearing this, Rebecca started to protest: "Hey, hey, hey—didn't we agree to use this car? With such a cool bulletproof car to drive, I don't want to touch that Hera that's about to fall apart again!"

Mann sighed: "Let's hide it for a few days and see how the biotechnology company reacts. It's not like we're not going to let you use it..."

Only after receiving this promise did Rebecca lie back in the back seat, satisfied, and urge Pila to drive faster.

"Damn it, drive! I need to hurry home and order some spray paint online. Once this car is drivable in a few days, I'll paint it red and green to match my gun!"

"No way... that's too conspicuous. Just spray graffiti and call it a day..."

"whispering sound--"

Rebecca snorted in dissatisfaction, placed the shotgun under her head as a pillow, and involuntarily thought of Leo.

He truly lives up to her expectations of being the man she favored; he holds his own even against major corporations. It's a pity there wasn't a celebration party this time, so we couldn't deepen our relationship...

Early Success: Chapter 196 The Cruel Truth, Sasha Falls into Despair

As it approached ten o'clock, the night grew darker.

Ordinary citizens can hardly be seen on the streets of Heywood anymore.

Only gangsters and homeless vagrants still roam the dangerous streets.

The Immortal Squad, however, walked down the street in a way that was quite unusual, and their combination of handsome men and beautiful women attracted a lot of attention.

Seeing their sleek and stylish clothes, some homeless people were tempted, with the thoughts of begging and robbery swirling in their minds.

However, while they hesitated, a patrol of the Valentino gang went to meet them first.

Seeing the heavily armed gangsters on the move, the homeless men regretfully retreated to a street corner, knowing that there was nothing for them to do here.

But what happened next took them by surprise.

Surprisingly, the gang members were very friendly to the five men; instead of robbing them, they took the initiative to act as their protectors.

They realized this was a powerful figure they couldn't afford to offend, and many of the ill-intentioned gazes quietly withdrew.

Leo noticed the suspicious passersby, but couldn't be bothered with them. He just wanted to get home as soon as possible and check on his spoils of the trip.

As planned, they parked the vehicle used for the mission in a public parking lot outside the apartment street, changed their clothes, and then walked back home.

As the saying goes, when the opponent is a large company, you can never be too cautious.

Ten minutes later, escorted by members of the Valentino gang, they were safely returned to their apartment.

Ding--

The elevator door slowly closed.

The five people, who had been silent all along, breathed a sigh of relief and lazily sat around on the sofa.

V went to the kitchen, brewed a pot of hot tea, and cut a watermelon for everyone as a snack.

Leo looked around at everyone, feeling an indescribable sense of satisfaction. In exactly 20 days since arriving in Night City, he had already assembled an elite squad capable of holding his own against large corporations in small-scale conflicts. He had also obtained classified intelligence from the corporations—a truly remarkable achievement.

If we can get some cutting-edge technology from DC, we can make great strides and truly take center stage.

After a moment of excitement, he glanced at his personal account and decided to complete the final step: "This deal is done. 15 for each infiltrator and 7.5 for each contact person."

His wallet shrank by 45, leaving him with only 142.2.

The team members were very satisfied with the compensation.

This data theft operation was only of medium difficulty, meaning it was targeted at a large company, which explains the high reward.

Leo was quite satisfied with the remaining money. He was going to Gotham tomorrow night, and having over a million dollars in this account for emergencies was just right.

After distributing the money, everyone clinked glasses with tea instead of wine, praying that every mission would go as smoothly as this one.

After a while of merriment, Jack received a call from Mrs. Wells, sighed, said goodbye to everyone, and went home to be his model son.

The group smiled and waved to him, but when they turned around, they saw that Sasha was in a daze and hadn't even noticed Jack leaving.

Leo noticed something was off about Sasha as soon as she entered. Sasha, who was usually the most enthusiastic about eating fruit and had the most lively personality, was unusually quiet this time, looking absent-minded.

He asked with concern, "Sasha, are you thinking about the safety spirit?"

The keyword "safety spirit" successfully awakened Sasha's senses, causing her to suddenly widen her eyes and come to her senses.

When she noticed that someone was missing from the room and the others were looking at her with concern, the usually solitary girl blinked quickly, hiding the mist in her eyes.

She didn't try to hide it and nodded slightly: "My initial reason for joining the team was to find out about the safety spirit. Now that I have the information, I... am a little unable to control myself."

"It's alright, it's only natural." Leo comforted her understandingly, then turned and said in the team channel, "Pure White, where is the information on Anquanling on the chip? Show it to Sasha."

Pure White quickly responded: "Open the chip box, the third data chip from the right in the first row. Just use the computer in this apartment to check it. Sasha is emotionally unstable right now, she should stay with everyone."

Sasha hesitated for a moment, but ultimately accepted Pure White's suggestion. She picked up the chip and wobbled toward the desk.

Leo and the two ladies exchanged a glance, stood up in unison, and followed behind her.

Sasha's fingers trembled as she inserted the chip into the computer interface, and she had to stumble several times before finally completing what should have been an easy task.

Then, Chunbai took over the computer and displayed the information about Anquanling on the computer screen.

This is a clinical trial report for the potent pain reliever "SafeRing," and it is the fourth phase of clinical trials since the drug was launched on the market.

In the medical field, the main purpose of Phase IV clinical trials is to study the therapeutic effects and adverse reactions of new drugs under conditions of widespread use, and to monitor their safety and efficacy in actual clinical applications.

In other words, whether Anquanling has any side effects and how patients react after taking it are all recorded in this experimental report.

Sasha's fingers were shaking so badly that she had to use her left hand to hold her right wrist for stability.

She lightly touched the screen with the tip of her index finger and slowly scrolled down the report.

She skimmed through the basic drug information, but a line of red warnings pierced her heart like a sharp spear, causing her heart to clench in excruciating pain.

[Known serious side effect: neurodegeneration.]

With a flick of the finger, the line of text disappeared, but the next few lines of red text that appeared were equally alarming.

[After discussion by the council, the proposed solution is as follows—]

[1. Side effects must not be disclosed.]

Second, product recalls are prohibited.

Third, strengthen public relations and suppress all negative information about SafeLing.

Indeed, even knowing that the drug has serious side effects and could cause the death of some users, the biotechnology company is still determined to bring it to market.

The reason for this is that the drug is very profitable and can bring substantial revenue to the company.

"how so……"

Even though Sasha knew beforehand from Leo that there were problems with the safety spirit, she still felt breathless after seeing this bloody report.

The medicine she gave to her mother as a last resort...

I bought the latest painkiller specifically to relieve my mother's post-operative pain...

How could it be... a defective medicine...?

The data shows that the biotechnology company discovered in clinical trials during its initial research and development in 2045 that this was a failed drug that would cause neurodegeneration, but they still allowed it to be marketed...

"These bastards!!"

Sasha cursed angrily, but the expression on her face was not one of anger, but rather an indescribable sorrow.

Despair and regret gripped her heart, causing her to curl up in pain, clutching her stomach and retching repeatedly.

The three bystanders were startled and immediately panicked.

At this critical moment, Pure White is still the most reliable. She calmly analyzed, "Sasha's condition may be a post-traumatic stress reaction. Quickly go under the coffee table and get the first-aid kit. There is a general-purpose sedative spray in there, which can relieve her symptoms."

Leo turned to look at the coffee table, and just as he was about to get up, he saw V's figure blur for a moment, and a familiar medicine box appeared out of thin air in his hand.

The Sinwiss, which wasn't even used when infiltrating the company building, was used during what should have been a victory celebration, which is quite ironic.

While Sianwistan was still active, V quickly found the sedative spray and sprayed it twice into Sasha's mouth and nose.

The aerosol containing sedative drugs quickly entered Sasha's body through her mucous membranes, which alleviated her stress response.

But she still held her head in her hands, letting out a painful wail: "It's me... I killed my mother... I found that drug for her... It's all my fault..."

Her voice was like the mournful cry of a cuckoo, making listeners' hearts ache.

Pure White reminded her again in the team channel: "Interrupt her quickly! Excessive grief may trigger cyber psychosis. We can't let her stay in this state any longer!"

V: What should I do? I saw a stronger sedative in the first-aid kit, should I just knock her out?

"Vera: How about giving her a hug to comfort her? In her current state, can we touch her?"

"Pure White: Emotional calming... feasible, but we need to find someone who is closest to Sasha. Leo, it's decided, you're the one. Sasha thinks this mission was specially planned for her by you, and she's grateful to you. Go and hug her, call her name, and bring her back to her senses!"

Without a second thought, Leo obeyed Pure White's arrangement, opened his arms, and pulled the wailing Sasha into his embrace.

He kept calling her name.

V hesitated for a moment, then followed Vera's example and gently patted Sasha's back, hoping to be of some help.

First Glimpse of Talent: Chapter 197 Sasha: I Must Take Revenge! And… I'm sorry, V…

“Sasha…”

"Sasha..."

Intermittent sounds came from the darkness outside the ward.

It sounds familiar, but I can't quite place who it is.

"Sasha."