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

Seeing her extend her hand, Leo suppressed his embarrassment and shook her hand.

But then he felt her holding his hand tightly and scratching his palm twice with her fingertips.

Speaking of which... he had felt something was off from the start of the conversation. Was she trying to seduce him?

Judging from the "plot," Rebecca doesn't seem to have this kind of personality...

While he was pondering, Rebecca generously extended her hand to him: "Hey, now that we've exchanged gifts, are we friends now? Can I borrow your pistol to play with?"

Leo followed her gaze to the smart pistol in the holster and politely declined, saying, "My gun is locked with personal information; no one else can use it."

"Hey~~~ Do rich people refuse to let the poor use their guns? How arrogant. Well, can I at least take a look? I've never seen such a dazzling gun before~"

As she spoke, she reached her hand forward.

Leo initially thought it didn't matter and planned to let her play with it, but she soon made him almost cry out as her hands moved around and rubbed him.

"Oh... hiss! -- Hey! What are you doing!"

Encountering a female hooligan in broad daylight, Leo panicked and took two steps back to avoid her hand.

Rebecca seemed to have confirmed something, and grinned mischievously: "I thought rich people had long since become desensitized to such things, but I didn't expect someone as innocent as you. Well, don't worry, I just wanted to confirm a few things."

Her demeanor was no longer frivolous as before; her gaze towards him was now full of scrutiny.

"From the first moment you looked at me, I felt like you were interested in me, the kind of interest that comes between a man and a woman. Don't argue with me, the most important skill for a street mercenary is reading people, and I trust my judgment."

Also, don't let my childish appearance fool you; I'm actually 20 years old, maybe even older than you, and legally so. I'm telling you this because I want to... make a deal with you.

"trade?"

Leo quickly calmed down, realizing that what she had just said was merely her "performance," and the main event was what she was about to say.

“That’s right, I want you to help me investigate something, and preferably kill a few more people. As payment, I’ll give myself to you.”

Her tone was incredibly calm, as if she were saying that the weather was nice today and she had a hamburger for lunch.

But there was a lot of information, which definitely surprised Leo.

"You want... to use yourself as payment?"

"That's right, I'm still a virgin, and you like me, so I'll use myself as payment in exchange for you doing something for me. Isn't that fair?"

Don't you think your request is abrupt?

"I know, but I can't think of any other opportunity besides this one to be alone with someone as rich, powerful, and capricious as you in high society."

Since you're willing to spend 300 million just to gain fame or vent your anger, and another 150 million to buy two flashy but impractical guns, then spending a little more money to buy a woman you like is perfectly reasonable, isn't it?

Well then, consider this my commission to you. Mr. Middleman, what is your answer?

As Rebecca slowly approached, Leo once again felt the magic of Night City.

The first commission I received as a middleman was a bit too outrageous...

"While there's still time, should I show my sincerity first?"

Rebecca's little hands rubbed the barrel of the shotgun, a mischievous, devilish grin on her face.

Leo wouldn't dare do this in the street; if V saw it, it was hard to say who her sniper rifle would be aimed at.

He quickly recalled the plot, then suddenly asked, "Do you want to investigate the murder of Old Man Sunrise?"

First Glimpse of Talent: Chapter 147 The First Shot Rings Out!

Rebecca seemed to be under a spell that stopped time; her raised right foot remained suspended in the air for a long time before slowly landing.

The smile on her face vanished, replaced by a deep-seated grief and hatred.

"You...know about my father?"

Leo sympathized with her plight and frankly said, "I am a cautious person. Before I seek cooperation with you, I always have to investigate your background and reputation in advance."

"I don't know much about Old Man Sunrise—some say he was ambushed by his enemies and thrown into the trench west of Night City. Others say he was accidentally caught in a factory accident during a mission and dissolved in a vat of chemical acid. In any case, the end result is that he vanished without a trace."

Rebecca listened quietly; this information was the same as what she and her brother had gathered, and she couldn't tell the difference between truth and falsehood.

Considering this is Night City, she is more inclined to believe that her father was assassinated by his enemies.

“That’s right, most of the information we’ve gathered is in this style, but I have an important piece of intelligence that I can share—”

Leo raised his hand to interrupt her and continued, "Your apartment was forcibly occupied by strange adults under the pretext of 'paying off gambling debts,' and the savings that Old Man Sunrise had deposited for you in the bank also disappeared. All that's left for you is a nearly scrapped Falcon MZ2 sports car that doesn't even have wheels."

"You managed to find this out?!"

Rebecca was so shocked she was speechless. She knew that L was no ordinary person, but it was a bit too horrifying that someone could dig up such "old stories" that she had never told anyone before.

It's normal for important people and public figures to have no privacy, but how come even homeless people on the streets have no personal privacy?!

Leo smiled mysteriously: "I'm the middleman, so I always need some special channels."

He paused, then continued, "Honestly, those strangers who seized the apartment and the mysterious hacker who stole money from the bank could both be related to your father's 'disappearance.' If we really want to investigate, there are still clues to follow."

Rebecca saw a glimmer of hope again—

She knew it!

People are different; the information that important people and ordinary people have access to is completely different.

The same thing,

She complained to Pila that her jerk brother would only tell her to give up and stop investigating.

She sought help from Wakako, and the renowned "Mrs. Westbrook" also advised her to give up and not get involved in the turmoil.

She sought help from Mann and Dorio, and they gave similar advice, hoping she would live a good life and not dwell on past grudges.

But how could that be possible!

That was her beloved father!

As long as she lives, the hatred for her father's killer is irreconcilable!

L, if he wanted to, could definitely find out something.

As a low-level mercenary with barely any combat ability, all she could use to move him was her body...

Rebecca's wavering resolve hardened like never before, and she also cast aside her concerns and inhibitions.

This may be the closest she has ever come to the truth of what happened back then, and she must seize it!

As she quickly approached, she said, "I know that rich people get bored very quickly and can't concentrate on one thing for very long, so I'll give you some compensation first, so you won't forget my request."

Lost in his memories, Leo was caught off guard by her attack and instinctively reached out to press down on her shoulder, trying to calm this legal loli down.

But then he discovered... Rebecca was incredibly strong, even stronger than him!

what the hell! ?

Is a physical potential of 12 such a weak number?!

He was shoved into a small alley by Rebecca, and looked around nervously.

This is an abandoned dead-end alley, with only a few vending machines and some trash that even homeless people don't want scattered on the ground.

[Hey, Onii-chan, how about I give her a little shock through her brain-computer interface to calm her down? Or maybe you want to relax a bit? You seem pretty pent up lately~]

Pure White's imitation of Rebecca's voice was so lifelike that even her tone was almost identical to the real person's.

The thought of three hackers watching him immediately made Leo decide to show his gentlemanly side—"Calm down, Rebecca. I'll investigate this matter. We'll talk about the rest after we have the results!"

Rebecca shook her head vigorously and strode towards the vending machine beside her: "What I need is not 'launch an investigation,' but a full-scale investigation! Of course, in return, I will do my best!"

She quickly scanned the wide variety of goods and found a prop that could leave a lasting impression.

A heart-shaped jelly that looks rather unconventional.

Leo then saw what Rebecca was holding and stared in horror.

Left with no other option, he turned to Chunbai for help: "[Block Sasha and Qiwei for me...]"

[I knew it would be like this, you boring carbon-based creature. Don't worry, I've always been solely responsible for you, otherwise Sasha wouldn't be so quiet.]

Coming to his senses, Rebecca was already upon him, extending her wicked hand: "There's still a quarter of an hour before the battle begins. Close your eyes and relax..."

*

Fifteen minutes later, the quiet communication channel became lively again.

"Pure White: The mercenaries are all in position. Everyone, cheer up!"

"V: These dawdler bastards, they just have to drag it out until the last few seconds before they're in position. Is this the level of mercenaries they're going to have..."

"Pure White: Please bear with us. Some people are not in good condition the first time, so they take up some time the second time."

V: What are you talking about? There are newbies among the mercenaries hired by the afterlife!?

Pure White: Yes, the biggest newbie is right in our team, isn't he, L?

There was a brief silence on the channel.

"V: L, where are you? You didn't really go for a walk, did you?"

"L: Here we come, I'm ready. V, you fire the first shot. Remember to turn on the public channel so the mercenaries can hear the gunshot."

V: Weren't you going to fire the first shot? You're letting me have it?

L: Yes, you can have it. Aim your sniper rifle and fire, but don't miss...

V: Who do you think you are! Watch me kill two with one shot!!

L: Huh!? Oh, it's nothing, it's nothing, keep it up...

Public Channel —

V: Attention, everyone!

The artificial eye scanner was activated, Krenchikov activated, and holding his breath, he brought the two guards walking back and forth on the watchtower into the Hellcat's scope.

The technical sniper rifle begins to charge.

A faint blue light appeared from the muzzle of the gun, and its brightness increased rapidly over time.

Wait patiently—

One second…

Two seconds…

Three seconds...

The two figures overlapped... Now!

boom!

A blazing blue beam of light shot out from the Hellcat's gun, instantly piercing through the sky.

The beam struck the first guard's head precisely, and with its momentum undiminished, pierced the chest of the second guard.

The powerful energy sent the two flying, crashing into the watchtower's railing with a dull thud.

Blood and mechanical fragments flew everywhere in the air!

The first shot rang out.

The battle begins—!

First Glimpse of Talent: Chapter 148 The Great Purge (Part 1)

The siren on the watchtower flashed once, and the red alarm light quickly went out after just turning on.

However, the distinctive penetrating whistling sound of a sniper rifle still caught the patrol's attention.

Plus--

The two corpses piled up and crashed down.

Bang!

The body fell to the ground, and the splattered blood stained the mask of a street cleaner.

He reached out and wiped his face blankly, then felt a sticky, warm sensation in his palm, which felt strangely indescribable.