I got the little crew cut, and I was only one step away from stealing the goods. The day after tomorrow is the day of official action - wow, this feeling is really strange. I am excited and frightened at the same time. I want to go home and cover my head and take a nap, but my heart is pounding.

Sometimes I think, what if I die?

Death should mean the end for me personally. There will no longer be V in the world. She will not continue to walk on the streets of Night City or sit in that familiar bar and order a glass of tequila.

Lan. Everything that is left in my existence as a human being

The body will be burned, leaving ashes. In the columbarium in the east suburbs of the city, among the rows of stone cabinets, there is a space for me. From now on, if anyone wants to come to mourn me, they can go to the columbarium.

There will be electronic screens displaying names and epitaphs.

My body should have found its home.

But I don’t like the destination, I really don’t like it at all.

A person's life should have a certain length. I can accept that I will die in my old age. At that time, I must be weak and slow, and I can't even hold a gun steady, so I can die with peace of mind. But I can't do that now.

I'm still young and there are still many possibilities in the future. The bartender always told me that living is the greatest meaning. I don't like his philosophy very much because it has a condescending and critical tone. I want to live and I want to love the world.

- Damn it, I can't even find a suitable lover.

Let me think about it, my ex is a moron who likes to pretend to be the President of the United States when doing errands...

But how can I put it, I still enjoy the feeling of being in love.

Loving someone is sometimes more about the fear of being alone, and it has little to do with things in bed. For a while, I also had a crush on the bartender, when I was still a child. It shouldn't be called a crush, I just like him.

That kind of sense of security in him. If you have seen him holding a machine gun and shooting behind the counter, you will understand that he has the rarest sense of justice in Night City.

But he doesn't like me, he doesn't like anyone, men, women, bisexuals, it doesn't make any difference to him, he will protect you, but he won't be interested in you.

Maybe he is filling some kind of lack in his heart in this way, otherwise I don't know how to look at him. He can't really be a saint, right?

If I died, the bartender wouldn't shed tears for me.

At that time, at my funeral, Lao Wei will definitely come, Jack holding Misty, Mrs. Wells from Wild Wolf (who is also Jack's mother), and the one named Lu.

But if I die and don't see my own funeral, who comes or not, what difference does it make?

When I think about not being able to attend my own funeral after someone dies, I feel extremely sad.

Jack was not comforting at all and asked me what I was having for lunch.

"Jack, where are you going next?"

"In the next life, don't worry about holding this treasure in your hands. Let Dexter get it as soon as possible."

"Then what?"

"Go home and ask Misty out for dinner. What about you?"

"I plan to go see Lao Wei. I have saved a lot of money in the past two days to pay off my debts. I also want to get myself something new."

"Well, have a good rest tomorrow, and we'll see you in the next life the day after tomorrow. Let's go, sister (Spanish)."

He rumbled away on his motorcycle, and I stayed on the street to look at the city.

It's still afternoon, the light is very good, the sky is bright, and it's even a little too comfortable. At this time, if you can find a place to put a lounge chair, bask in the sun comfortably, order a cocktail, and hug a cat, then you can

Nothing better.

I walked slowly along the street. The wind blew up the plastic bags and flyers on the ground, flying from one side of the road to the other. In this desolate place, although there were still large vehicles passing by on the street, they did not

Don’t stop somewhere. There was also a developed industry in Watson District, but now all you can see are abandoned factories, empty rusty water storage tanks, pipes with peeling paint, dangling and knotted wires, and the sun is shining brightly.

This is where I grew up.

Dexter called just then. He asked me how things were going.

"Very good, the little crew chief got it."

"Is everything going well? What's the attitude of military technology?"

"I have met Meredith, and she is now an acquaintance of mine."

"Awesome, Ms. V, how did you settle things with Royce?"

"Oh, I shot him in the head."

"Have the guts."

"No."

"Well, we've finished the foreplay, it's time to get down to business. I'll wait for you at the next life nightclub."

The phone hangs up.

Phew, the sense of urgency in my heart is getting stronger and stronger.

Judy Alvarez's voice echoed in her ears: "We are all going to die..."

Arasaka, Arasaka, Arasaka, that's Arasaka's thing, it's a project that Saburo Arasaka values.

Evelyn Parker, she is just a sex doll, why would she dare to get her hands on such high-end goods?

Dexter said that he went to investigate Evelin's background, but was greeted by people from Taipingzhou.

Taipingzhou is the most chaotic place in Night City. A large number of Haitian refugees have poured in, and the industries invested by the company have been completely unfinished. The voodoo gang, scavengers, and animal gangs are fighting fiercely there, and the police are not willing to go there.

.Gun violence, illegal drugs, human body trafficking...all criminal activities may occur in Taipingzhou, and they often occur.

If Evelin was working for people from Taiping Continent, it would be considered to have some weight, but her attitude was obviously not obedient, and she wanted to get rid of the middleman and go it alone - unless she didn't want to hang out in Night City anymore.

Or maybe there is no choice...

Damn it, I must be scared.

…

When I came to my senses, I was already sitting in a familiar bar. The atmosphere here was still so good. It was just in time for the students to get out of school. There were many parents picking up and dropping off their children in the store - everyone was basically a neighbor and they all lived in the same super building.

There are skyscrapers, but there are also people who come from afar. There are no rich families, and everyone here can talk harmoniously.

"What do you want to drink?" He walked across from me at the bar. He looked a little strange today, his face was pale, as if he was about to encounter some disaster.

"Listen to you."

"How about the Green Fairy?"

"OK."

I sat on the bar stool and watched him mix drinks.

The man named Lu always likes to teach me, "Sit up straighter and don't lie on the table."

"No, you can still throw me out in front of everyone?"

The patrons in the bar laughed.

"You have to go do something the day after tomorrow, right?"

"How do you know?"

"You just kept talking about it."

"Yeah, Lao Lu, I'm a little worried."

"Don't call me Laolu."

"Little deer."

"Nothing big or small."

"Hey, Mr. Lu, can't you accommodate me just once?"

"When have I not accommodated you? I heard that you, Miss V, are doing business outside, making a lot of money, and buying new implants. You rely on guns and ammunition to protect yourself. You don't need a friend like me. Now you

You ran up to me and asked me to accommodate you, but you didn't respect me at all..."

"Okay, okay, don't fool me with your godfather's tricks. I'm here to ask you something."

"If you are worried about your fate, you can go to Misty to lay out Tarot cards for you instead of going to my shop to get drunk. I only sell wine here, not philosophy of life."

"Fuck you, Deer, can't I talk to you?"

"Let's talk? You are still too weak now. While there is still some time left, hurry up and improve yourself. Don't wait until the last moment to cry out about your incompetence."
Chapter completed!