Chapter 12 Three Sentences to Make a Woman Live and Die for Me

Sex dolls, a special profession in the world of Cyberpunk 2077, yet one of the oldest professions in human history.

With prosthetics installed all over their bodies for people’s pleasure, and control software for the same purpose loaded into their operating systems, when customers arrive, they become a tool to bring them heavenly enjoyment.

Lille and V listened on the side, their expressions unchanged, but they started discussing privately.

V: So, a sex doll has awakened its consciousness and become independent. Honestly, I don’t get it. She got a job at Kantao doing this; what else is she unhappy about?

Lille: As they say, power can also be spread through that. How could Cai Pin, who sits in this position, still be satisfied being just a toy?

V: Maybe, but this doesn’t look good.

Lille: Indeed—shall we make a bet? I guess Zhu Shen will ask who Cai Pin colluded with. Let’s bet on who it is.

V: What do you mean? Is there someone behind Cai Pin?

Lille: Did you forget the 1 million euros crime permit we bought? Cai Pin would obviously have one too.

V: Then I guess it’s Military Science, probably some business rivalry. If they sold to us, they can sell to Cai Pin too.

Lille: I also think it’s a business rivalry, but clearly, this is the European Business Alliance behind it. Are you out of your mind? If it’s Military Science, they would take the 1 million euros and then arrest us.

V: Screw you.

Zhu Shen raised his pistol, "One last question: Who are you planning to sell the stuff to?"

Cai Pin sneered miserably, "Does it matter? Seeing this scene, they definitely won’t show up anymore."

"Tell me, and I can give you a quick death for old times’ sake."

Cai Pin suddenly changed tactics, paused, then stared hard at Zhu Shen and laughed, "Europeans—but you’re in big trouble. Didn’t he always say, to fool the enemy, you have to fool your own people first...

I bet you don’t know what’s inside, do you?"

Upon hearing this, Zhu Shen’s expression changed dramatically, and he shot Cai Pin’s head apart!

Lille frowned, "I don’t mean to pry into the employer’s privacy, but what did she mean? Something doesn’t sound right."

Zhu Shen remained unmoved, "It’s nothing. Move the stuff to the car."

Something was off with Zhu Shen. Lille frowned, suddenly noticing a blue glow in the guy’s eyes!

That meant the system was reconnecting to the network!

But according to their agreement, they were supposed to reboot only when the vehicle returned to the Night City border!

"Damn—did you reboot the prosthetic? This isn’t the agreed time, V!"

At a command, V directly raised the large raccoon dog rifle towards Zhu Shen.

The latter remained calm: "I’ll add more money. As long as the mission is completed, I’ll add another 1 million euros."

"Money is useless if you’re dead. What’s inside?"

Just as Lille asked, a bunch of information instantly popped out from his Prosthetic Eye!

"Your network access has been blocked."

"You have violated Chapter 3, Article XXX of the New American Public Security Management Act..."

"You have violated Chapter 2, Article XXX of the New American Corporate Management Act..."

"You have..."

"Damn, we’re wanted! This guy played us!" V’s face also changed. Atlanta only totally seals off and hunts down one type of criminal—those who must be killed on sight!

In other words, they’re now in the same boat as cyber psychos!

Zhu Shen remained unphased, "2 million euros—and I can tell you why. What’s being transported is indeed prototype weapons from the Kantao Company.

Five smart submachine guns ’Yinglong,’ five smart shotguns ’Eight-star Gun,’ along with ammo and bulletproof vests.

These weapons are important, but there’s one thing more important than all these prototype weapons put together.

The prototype of Military Technology’s Si Anweisitan, said to be the next generation of Si Anweisitan, more advanced than the ’Apoapsis’ model.

I don’t know where it came from, but the company needs it.

Kantao has the world’s best smart systems and the most advanced chip fabrication technology, but they haven’t had breakthroughs in prosthetic systems.

But Military Science is different. After the North American war, they had a lot of wounded for experiments. We don’t do that kind of thing; we just need this prototype.

This Si Anweisitan has barely any software drivers written, allowing us to open all biological interfaces for research.

It can significantly help us break through Military Science’s technical blockade in this area—and I believe it can also save your life."

It’s familiar, very familiar—Lille thought. Corporate promises, this kind of stuff is frequently heard in games, and he believed he would hear it often in the future too.

"Indeed, you don’t need to do human experiments. You directly steal the results of human experiments."

V glanced at Lille after speaking, "You might be tempted, but I’d remind you, once you install the new prosthetics, you’re probably just another test subject."

Zhu Shen continued, "We don’t have much time. Military Science’s troops can arrive here in 20 minutes. If you kill me, you won’t survive either."

Lille looked at Zhu Shen and suddenly smiled.

"Mr. Zhu, you really have me running in circles. Pay up, V, load the goods."

"Our van might not make it," V looked at the half-destroyed van, "Damn, it cost me 3,000 euros."

"Then we’ll hijack one—since we’re wanted criminals anyway."

V froze for a moment, then cursed and looked toward the highway—where a few unsuspecting cars were still headed their way, soon to be gone.

A few gunshots, and the road became even more chaotic, but Lille didn’t care about that. He believed V could handle it.

Zhu Shen looked at Lille with increasing admiration, "My offer still stands. Kantao’s doors are always open for you—I only have 40,000 euros on me,

I didn’t expect this mission to hit so many snags. The contingency fund is almost used up, but you can trust Kantao’s credibility."

"It better be—"

As Lille spoke, he received a communication from Notte: "Kid, you should have received your wanted notice by now.

For the big achievement you’ve made this time, kill that Kantao dog, return the goods, and I can guarantee your safe return to Night City."

He was just thinking that he would hear a lot of company promises in the future, and here came another one.

Remembering the fate in the game after hearing company promises, Lille looked at the network boundary map, and myriad plans popped into his head.

He replied, "Fine, but Zhu Shen has some serious combat prosthetics. I can give you the schematics to facilitate interception."

"Smart move."

Finishing the message, Lille spoke before Zhu Shen could: "Someone contacted me. I tricked them into thinking I’d be an inside man; they’ll follow us.

I’ve set the meeting location 40 kilometers away. I guess your people will be waiting at the border?"

"That will be enough." Zhu Shen showed a look of appreciation, patting Lille on the shoulder, "This mission was truly dangerous; it could be a death sentence. I’ll give you some extra cash—wouldn’t want you to die without ever living like a rich man.

Hmm... Let me see, the signal is weak, it seems the network boundary is shifting toward us—that’s good news.

We can cut a lot of distance crossing the network boundary."

An additional 40,000 euros credited, Lille’s account balance instantly surpassed the 100,000 euro mark.

V seemed to calm down, but Lille was not in a good mood, suspecting the company dog hadn’t been honest. He previously said he gave him all the money.

Now suddenly bringing out more, it was clearly to tease his appetite.

Hiss—

A Columbus V340 truck, identical to the destroyed transport vehicle, appeared before the two, but it was an unmodified version without armor.

V poked his head out from the driver’s seat, "Lucky day, feel like you’re home? Company dog."

Zhu Shen ignored V, treating him like air, and opened the cargo box of the Kantao transport truck by himself.

V flipped Zhu Shen the bird, then said to Lille, "I admit I was drawn by the bait you dangled, but this time it’s Military Science’s armed squads coming; I’ve lost big time."

Lille’s prosthetic eye flashed blue, and 50,000 euros were transferred.

"At least we made a big score—you know when you look coolest? When you’re head-to-head with company dogs. Now, load up the stuff."

V instantly beamed with joy.

Lille joked to himself: Three sentences, and women would be willing to die for me.

Of course, it could also be 50,000 euros.