People are in cyberpunk, but they are top-level cyberpsychopaths

The next morning.

"Hey, mano, where you at? We're ready to go."

"Ah, it's almost there, don't rush it."

David was walking on the foggy street while talking on the phone with Jack.

While speaking, he kept yawning and looked very sleepy, as if he had been working hard all night.

However, although I didn't work hard all night, I basically didn't sleep that night and witnessed the arrival of dawn in the endless darkness.

Normally, according to his current physical condition, he should not know what sleepiness is, but this sleepiness is not physical, but psychological.

He used to have a normal human body and had already developed a good habit of sleeping at night, so if he didn't go to bed on time, he would still feel sleepy.

However, compared to this trivial matter, the person next to me is the top priority.

As soon as he entered the passage leading to the Next Life Nightclub, he suddenly stopped and turned around, looking at Melissa beside him and said, "Ms. Melissa, are you sure you want to come with me like this?"

"Uh-huh, what's the problem?"

"It's not a big problem..."

But isn't your outfit a little too ostentatious?

His eyes kept wandering over Melissa's body.

In fact, not only him, but even the passerby passing by couldn't help but look at Melissa a few more times.

There is no other reason, just because her outfit is really eye-catching.

The slender and straight legs were tightly wrapped in a thin layer of translucent black silk, and she was wearing a pair of black high-heeled shoes on her feet. The black miniskirt was firmly tied at the waist. The fullness of her chest swayed slightly under the pure white shirt, and was matched with a black casual jacket. She looked like an urban beauty in the 1920s of the 21st century. She was so beautiful.

Is it possible that the women in the Terrorist Squad all dress like this when they are not on missions?

Look at Anna, it's the same.

But why haven’t I seen Lucy wear it like this?

Also, this outfit brought back a lot of memories for him.

For example, insurance salesmen, teachers, and infiltrating investigators can basically be seen wearing this kind of attire.

It's full of memories...

"Tsk, never mind. It's up to you."

David said this and walked quickly into the passage.

No, he was afraid that if he continued watching, some inexplicable physical problems would occur.

But Melissa saw all of his reaction.

"Haha, you're still a brat after all." The corners of his mouth raised a nice arc inadvertently, and he took another step with his slender and stylish legs.

As for why she chose to come along instead of acting with others, the reason was simple.

Because she received intelligence from the NCPD early this morning, saying that Saburo Arasaka would visit the Blue Sky Building in the next few days, and even asked their Terrorist Squad to increase vigilance.

After learning this information, her eyelids kept twitching and she always felt that something big was going to happen.

Therefore, the main purpose of insisting on following here is to prevent any problems from occurring on Saburo Arasaka's side.

For example, being killed by David, that impulsive brat.

If this really happened, not to mention her, even the entire terrorist squad would be in trouble and they would even have to issue a warrant for the arrest of David.

That was the side she least wanted to see.

"Hey, David, God, you are finally here..."

Jack saw David coming out of the passage, and just as he opened his arms to go up and greet David, he stopped immediately.

He saw that David was accompanied by a beautiful woman.

"Who is this...?"

"She... uh... is a friend of mine, and she came to help with this operation."

David's eyes were a little vague, and he made up a lie to try to get away with it.

After all, he couldn't tell Jack that this was Melissa Rory, the captain of the Terrorist Squad, right?

If that were really the case, there would definitely be some big problems.

However, Melissa doesn't think so.

"Hi, I'm Melissa Rory, David's friend."

She extended a hand toward Jack and introduced herself.

"Uh, hi, my name is Jack Wells, just call me Jack, and the guy in the car is called V."

Jack symbolically shook the hand that Melissa extended, scratched his head in a naive manner and introduced her.

But V in the car frowned slightly when he heard the name.

"Melissa Rory... This name sounds familiar, I seem to have heard it somewhere..."

As if he remembered something, he suddenly widened his eyes and shouted, "Fuck, Jack, stay away from her! She is from the Terrorist Squad!"

"what?!"

Before Jack could react for a moment, V had already opened the door and ran out of the car to protect Jack behind him, staring at the two of them with a vigilant look on his face.

"David, you actually betrayed us!"

"What's going on? V calm down. How did David betray us? He wouldn't do such a thing."

"Don't be silly, that Melissa Rory is the ace of the Terrorist Squad!"

Seeing Jack and V arguing, and hearing these words, David slapped his forehead helplessly: "Is it really going to turn out like this..."

He said Melissa was his friend just to prevent this situation.

As a result, this crazy woman didn't get the point at all and directly exposed her own name.

Big sister, you are the ace of the terrorist squad, do you think people on the street don't know your name? !

Perhaps there is another possibility, that this woman Melissa did this on purpose.

If that's the case, then we can only say -

So damn dark!

"Hey, calm down guys."

David tried to calm the emotional V and explained, "Listen to me, Melissa... is indeed my friend, and she is indeed my boss, but she is indeed here to help this time, not to arrest you."

"Fuck, who the hell would believe that!"

Obviously, V doesn't believe this nonsense.

But let alone V, even he himself was a little bit skeptical.

A woman who eats public food and is only interested in fighting and killing, would come to help steal Arasaka's secret experiments?

Who the hell would believe this if I told them to others?

However, at this moment, Melissa suddenly took a charming step towards V and stopped in front of V.

"What do you want to do?!" V subconsciously took two steps back.

“Relax, little one.” Melissa had a faint smile on her face, but she exuded a fierce aura. The incomparable sense of oppression immediately made V's body stiff in place, teasing her nerves.

But Melissa was very satisfied with V's reaction. She stretched out her slender fingers and gently lifted V's chin. She said in a condescending manner: "Now, listen to me carefully. Just like David said, I am not here to arrest you today, but to help you."

"Besides, if I really want to catch you, do you think I still need David to lead the way? Hmm?"

Even if V and Jack are famous now, they are still just a joke in the eyes of the Terrorist Squad.

V also knew this very well, but she still wanted to refute it.

But in this extremely oppressive situation she couldn't say anything else and could only nod.

"Very good, nice response."

Melissa's smile became even brighter, and then she let go of V's chin, put away her momentum, turned around and walked towards the Delaman taxi parked on the side of the road.

"Oh my god, this woman is really scary..."

After Melissa walked away, Jack also breathed a sigh of relief and wiped the sweat from his forehead.

Just now, he didn't even dare to breathe. The feeling was so terrible, as if he was being stared at by the top predator, like a ferocious beast.

Is this the ace of the terrorist mobile team?

"Sorry, V, my boss is... like this." David walked over and said in an apologetic tone.

But V just shook his head and said it was okay, without saying anything else.

"What are you guys still standing there for? Aren't you planning on leaving?"

Melissa shouted from the car, and they hurriedly followed.

"Here, this is for you. The plan is all in it. Take a look at it on your way."

After getting in the car, V, who was sitting in the back seat with him and Melissa, took out a separation chip and handed it to him. At the same time, Jack, who was sitting in the front, also took out a set of clothes from somewhere and handed it to him: "This is your suit. You will be a decent man when you put it on."

"OK, thanks."

David took the suit, but Jack thought of a very important question.

"Oh and T-Bug only arranged fake identities for the three of us... What about your friend, Ms. Melissa?"

"she..."

"Don't worry, I'll go in by myself." Melissa replied calmly.

That's right, she planned to move into the Ganbi Building using her real name.

After all, no one could have imagined that the captain of the terrorist squad would get involved in such a thing.

What's more, she was only responsible for the coordination within the building, and no one could possibly suspect her.

However, this feeling has been a long time since she last felt it. She remembered that the last time she did such an illegal thing was last time.

This action ignited an inexplicable flame in her heart...

"Ok."

Since everyone said so, Jack naturally didn't say anything more.

Just after all the car doors were closed, a large bald head with a pale face and scary blue features appeared on all the screens in the car.

It was his dearest Lao De.

"Welcome to Delaman Private Car Service - choose Delaman and leave your worries at the door."

It’s still that familiar voice.

"Fuck! It's absolutely fine!"

Seeing the pale bald old man, Jack suddenly cursed.

"I don't understand why you use such vulgar language," Draman asked mechanically.

"Really?" Jack was a little excited. "Remember the last time I wanted to rent you to my nephew to celebrate his breakup, huh?"

"Unfortunately, we do not take on this type of business," Delaman replied politely.

"I spent three months saving money..." Jack was still upset about it. It seemed that it was an unpleasant experience.

Jack didn't want to recall the past, so he sighed and said, "Well, it's all in the past. Let's go, Lao De!"

"Before the trip begins, I must confirm the identities of all passengers." Delaman prompted according to the process, "Please connect to your personal connection."

Several people pulled out a data cable from their wrists and connected it to the socket of the taxi, but Melissa was the only one who did not move.

But Lao De still heard that familiar voice.

"Thank you, the 'Lean In' package has been activated."

Damn, this fat black guy Dexter is really rich. He actually ordered three sets of exquisite packages in a row.

Hearing this familiar voice, David couldn't help but sigh in his heart.

Although I already knew the result, I still can't help but sigh like this.