Seeing that the other party fell into "contemplation" because of his "gentle persuasion", Fred showed a little satisfaction.

This is already the last of the four people appointed by the director general.

And there are still a few hours before the 17-hour deadline, and he is fully capable of handling this errand.

Seeing that the matter was about to come to an end, he couldn't help showing a faint smile on his face.

"How? Think about it."

he asked again.

These words fell on Gonzalez's heart like a reminder, slowly tightening the last rope that strangled his heart.

"……I see."

As if accepting his fate, Gonzalez slowly lowered his once proud head.

Facing his good attitude, Fred nodded in satisfaction, straightened his tie on his chest, and stood up.

"You know what to do."

With his back turned to a despairing Gonzalez, he left the apartment.

There was no fear of being shot in the back, because Fred knew that he would never do that.

The moonlight penetrated the window, it was so precious.

There was a little dust flying in the air, and Gonzales took a last look at this familiar room, his eyes fell on the family photo in the distance, and then slowly closed his eyes.

boom--

Ding--

The bell sound of the elevator door opening overlapped with the sound of a small-caliber pistol firing.

Through the wall, Fred heard the faint sound of something falling to the ground, walked into the elevator with steady steps, and pressed the touch screen option leading to the first floor.

With a smile on his face.

The task was successfully completed, and he finally survived this test.

For each of them, as long as they are involved in certain things, they are in a state where they cannot help themselves in the rivers and lakes.

The unknown future will come at any time, but it will never say hello in advance.

Fred gradually calmed down as he saw the lights leaking in through the imperfectly seamed elevator doors.

This time, he survived the test of Director Coleridge.

So what about next time?

Don't look at him compared with Jerry Folt, he has a kind face, a sincere expression, and a firm and powerful demeanor.

But only those who have actually seen his dark back facing the window know what kind of person he is.

Don't think he's so foolish.

Otherwise there would be no chance of fooling around.

Fred didn't want the way he treated those who were disposed of to be imposed on himself one day.

Ding--

The elevator door opens.

He went out.

At the same time, a girl who shrouded herself in the hood of a purple sweater brushed past him.

Her upper body was completely covered under a pure purple sweater that was obviously two sizes too wide, and under the hood was a mask that covered most of her face.

The lower body is wearing hot pants that are much shorter than the hem of the sweater, as if there is nothing, and the skin is exposed from the root of the thigh.

The pink spider web tattoo "crawled" out from under the hoodie, as if inviting people to take a peek.

Fred's eyes couldn't help being hooked, and then he saw the slightly teasing and seductive eyes of the other party.

"..."

Really, why do I still think about women at this time.

Fred took a deep breath, concealed his embarrassment, quickened his pace, and left the building in a hurry.

And behind the slowly closed elevator door, under the hood, there was a subtle smile that could be detected just by looking at the eyes.

The boots were left in the dusty corridor, and she saw two curious and frightened little neighbors in the corridor who were looking around by the door frame, making them tremble in fright, and then quickly shrank their heads after a while Go in, the door is locked.

"How is it? Qiwei?"

Mann's voice came from the communication channel.

"Yeah, it's dead."

Qi Wei looked behind the door that was not locked and could be opened easily, a man's corpse covered in blood, his eyes and eyebrows showed a word simultaneously.

dull.

"He committed suicide by drinking a bomb, and walked very unsafely."

She glanced at her surroundings, the scanner was activated, but instead of stepping through the gate, she blinked.

gollum...

With a squirming sound that some people might find a little disgusting, the perspective of her right eye slowly began to move forward.

Then out of the eye socket.

The pure white eyeballs unfolded in mid-air and turned into a small drone divided into eight upper and lower petals. The whole body was dark purple, like a unicorn with wings, majestic and majestic.

The high-speed wing vibration and the rotor work together, allowing this drone, which is still only within the reach of the palm of the hand, to quickly and flexibly maneuver in the air.

The early morning twilight penetrated the windows and fell on the drone.

Blurry shadows hit the faded wallpaper, like a shadow puppet show with teeth and claws, and it disappeared in a flash.

Videos, photos, scan analysis.

Fingerprints, footprints, records forensics.

After collecting enough data from far, middle and near distances, the drone turned around and flew towards the door flickeringly.

And Qi Wei, who had already been waiting at the end of the corridor, leaning on the window sill and looking at Night City in the distance, turned her head.

The winged unicorn precisely lay on her eye sockets, occupying half of her face.

There is actually a perverted beauty of a femme fatale.

Wings and tentacles retracted, the drone forced itself into the eye sockets, and then turned around, returning to normal pupils and whites.

Qiwei's other eye kept flashing the color of the interactive data flow.

The things recorded at the scene were quickly synchronized into Luo Qi's hands.

"Good job, your job is done and you can leave."

Luo Qi nodded, expressing his satisfaction with Qi Wei's first move after the upgrade.

"Really? That's it? Are you free tonight?"

Qi Wei made a boring sound.

But Luo Qi could hear it, from the slightly rising tone, and the speed of speaking a little less than half a beat faster than usual.

She is excited.

"It's fine if you just want to have sex, I have a girlfriend."

Luo Qi bluntly rejected her proposal.

"And there are two, but since you can handle their 'like', it doesn't make much difference to add me?"

Qi Wei was still a little bit unwilling to give up.

"I'm not that kind of person. If you want to be happy, you can buy a super dream machine chair and go back."

Luo Qi has nothing to talk about with such a "sexually open" guy who is too "sexually open" on this topic. Basically, he can use the tone he used to treat "Johnny Silver".

It won't do any harm to be blunt, but being too polite can lead to misunderstanding.

"By the way, your birthday will be in ten days or so, remember to call me when you have a party."

The phone hangs up.

Qi Wei leaned back against the fence, folded her hands on her chest, lowered her head slightly, and the night was behind her.

She bent her body in an orderly arc, and then touched herself lightly.

"Tch... am I really that unattractive?"

She wasn't disappointed, she just felt that if she could get the affirmation from a guy like Luo Qi, she would be very happy.

"But you really don't understand, hehe, no one has ever celebrated my birthday for me."

After another moment of silence, she suddenly sneered.

Then it quickly turned into an uncontrollable chuckle.

Be quiet again.

"ばか..."

at the same time.

As time passed, the sun hanging in the sky finally began to show its pointed tip on the horizon.

The sun is like an unstoppable elf in a rag bag, filling the entire sky.

"Boss, the matter has been settled."

Fred dialed the phone, and when the other party picked it up, he spoke.

He didn't worry about whether calling his boss at this point would disturb his work and rest, because Coleridge would never be awake any shorter than himself.

In other words, it should be a sleepless night.

"it is good……"

Coleridge did not object to his actions in speaking about the incident on the phone.

No names, no incidents, such ambiguous conversations can be understood in any way, and cannot be used as evidence in court.

"Including Gonzalez, all four of them have committed suicide in fear of guilt. Please rest assured, Chief Coleridge, that I, Fred Booker, will handle the matter absolutely properly."

The car continued to move forward on the road, and Fred felt a little uncontrollable drowsiness after his tense spirit relaxed.

The main streets of Night City are so clean.

The buildings on both sides of the strait are tall and powerful, brand new and full of vitality, just like his life.

But soon, his pupils narrowed to the extreme.

That voice, which was almost exactly the same as his own, did not come from his own mouth at all.

"...?! Are you fucking crazy? Talking on the phone..."

Coleridge blurted out less than half a sentence, and was immediately blocked by the reacting brain.

But in the NCPD headquarters, he also stared wide-eyed, watching his communication system and continued.

"This kind of thing can't be known by others. It must be kept secret, otherwise we will be finished. Let's not make an example."

no? !

I! ?

Coleridge wanted to cut off the call, but he suddenly found that no matter how he tried to cut it off, there was no way to end it through software or manually.

This is not a PDA that can be smashed casually, but an implant system that he installed on the back of his neck.

"Toggle closed mode."

Coleridge, who realized the bad food, immediately entered an absolutely conservative offline mode.

In this way, the call is completely cut off.

But for Fred on the opposite side, this is not the case.

He listened in horror to the voices in his head, which he couldn't turn off.

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