How To Live as a Cyberpunk Solver

54. family

‘Dirty’ Hancock’s commission came three days later.

It was not intentionally delayed to pay for the name, and it was said that the client was not normal and there was a problem with the transaction. I got it. I tried to get rid of the baby’s father, but the child is gone, so I must be crazy.

“It’s self-employed.”

If the trial had been fair and fair, this would not have happened. Even if he lost, he wouldn’t have gone missing. ‘Dirty’ disagreed.

– A new request to find a child came in.

“You still don’t know that you can’t look good by using a fixer?”

-Pimps quit drugs, do you think they’ll stop fucking money?

“No work. I’ve paid off what I owe you, so don’t contact me for a while.”

– Oh, wait, wait…

Leonard hung up and even blocked the call. As someone said, he was a tired broker because the request was messy and the follow-up was poor. After Max emptied the grain porridge, he ate it up.

“Still, it’s a bit pitiful.”

“what?”

“I don’t know, but I heard there is such a thing as maternal love?”

Leonard turned his head to look at Max. Come to think of it, I had never heard of Max’s family history.

“If the wife and daughter of that family have affection, they will send you a letter. If that’s not the case, report your karma. It’s none of our business.”

“Ah, while worrying…”

“what?”

“I didn’t say anything.”

As the years passed, I was able to know his character. Unlike pretending to be harsh, indifferent, or cool, there was a lot of affection. So he also took Max and made him his assistant.

“Is it 9,750 credits taken out of 15,000 credits?”

“Do I have my share?”

“Sure.”

Leonard transferred 20 credits to the brain chip. Max looked at his phone and was very disappointed.

“I’ll cancel the fact that I have a lot of affection.”

“What is Jung… My childhood nickname was Lennox City Cold Blooded Man.”

Sigma laughed out loud. Leonard laughed at him, not angry. It was absurd even if he thought about it, but he didn’t.

“Because there are no implant cyborgs in the underground city.”

“Ah… that was a sad story.”

“Sukyeon.”

I don’t like the idea of directing Sookyeon with voice, but I just let it go.

“I think I can pay about 7,000 credits for the hotel balance. Then, a total of 285,000 credits left?”

“If it weren’t for that nuisance, I could have paid more.”

Sigma pointed at the M66 heavy machine gun mounted next to the refrigerator. When Max wrapped his body around the barrel, he protested.

“There is nothing wrong with our Yuk-yuk! Blame Mr. Leonard!”

“What is Yuk-yuk? And it’s my gun.”

Leonard’s cell phone rang lightly. Leonard identified the caller with a brain chip. It was Jake, the “broker,” who always had good timing.

-It’s a new job. A search for missing children in Whitetown…

“pass.”

-what? not even listening?

“Jesse Greenwood. It’s a request to find a 6-year-old kid. I will not.”

-Jesse Ritz, but… How did you know? Do I secretly meet another broker?

The middleman pouted. It seemed that anyone who heard it would know that it was cheating. It’s not like it’s not, but I was desperate that one of the best fixers would leave.

-Then, it’s a different case, but the bounty on the swollen scavenger who raided the 7th checkpoint in Wing Town…

“Pass that too.”

-Why are you all passing? I’m hungry. called very

I didn’t know that the floor was so narrow. Leonard didn’t bother to explain and just lifted his finger. There was something that could be conveyed without being seen.

– This is really the end. Stolen vehicle recovery, do you have any thoughts?

I don’t remember well because of the smuggler’s inspiration, but it was traditionally a salty quest.

“If it’s entangled with public security, that’s a loss…”

-no! no! He has ties to the 12th Street Blast Gang.

“Are these the guys who pay the restaurant table rent?”

“Gang” and “order” seemed out of sync, but the relationship was deep. I don’t care about low-level gangsters who are important to form today, but when it comes to mid-bosses who manage people and funds, they are sensitive to the area.

“If you steal and sell cars in Junk Town, the Twins won’t stand still, right? What kind of guts are you?”

-yes? Not even that. The Blast Gang didn’t steal it. Quite the opposite.

“The gang stole your car?”

It was as interesting as this. Did the big guy ever steal the car of the gang that dominated the streets? The gangsters had a beastly habit of marking their territory on their belongings, so there was no way they didn’t know about it.

“Then is it the Blast Gang that hires fixers?”

-Oops, time’s up. I sent you the data, so please check it.

I didn’t say I was doing it yet, but I naturally took over. Instead of complaining about the dead phone, Leonard opened the referral. The client is Matthew Dyson. He was an executive of the Blast Gang, whose name I had heard before.

“You hire a minesweeper? Didn’t the gang hate fixers?”

“Not many people like fixers, even if they are not in the gang. I’m just looking for it because I’m sorry.”

“Hey? Is it a necessary evil?”

“Where did you learn that word?”

It was not uncommon for a gang to officially hire a fixer, whether it was for personal work like the twins or for a small organization like Jack Turner. With the number of heads and a gun, he took care of most of the issues on his own. I also have gang pride issues.

“Is this official?”

“I guess so, ho?”

After reading the contents of the request and the attachments containing the broker’s wishes, the estimate came out.

The stolen vehicle was the latest muscle car from Air Halls, which was airlifted from A-07 City. Even if you upload it as used, 150,000 credits will come out well, so blood will flow backwards.

Even though they were pushed back by huge gangs such as the Twins Gang and the Wild Kid Gang, and their base income was reduced due to the intervention of Azdek, it seems that middle-ranking executives can’t stand it because they eat big taffy. The commission fee was 12,000 credits.

“There is a condition attached to recovering the car in its entirety, but 12,000 is a good condition.”

“Would you like it already in pieces?”

“There’s no way you can afford such a luxury car. I’m going to change the exterior and paint it and sell it again.”

When I said it, I thought I saw it somewhere. I had no idea how to start.

“Shall we do this?”

“I am ready.”

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Junk Town’s illegal vehicles were managed by the Twins gang.

It’s not a direct trade like implants, but there are a lot of car parts in the junk that scavengers pick up, and since I’ve been doing business with the repair shop, that area naturally became the realm of twins.

This ‘area’ was not a stipulated right, but it was a junk town order that one had to be careful with. If you put your hand on someone else’s bowl, bullets flew instead of complaints.

And Twins knew how to respect the rights of others as much as they defended their own rights. You could call it regal dignity, you could call it back alley governance, but in any case, I didn’t interfere with other gang affairs. In simple terms, it means that they do not steal rent from restaurants, covet positions from prostitute pimps, or monopolize the e-drug market.

“If you take a car with the Blast emblem plastered to the garage, the news will naturally reach the ears of the Twins, and it’s only a matter of time before they get caught behind your back no matter where you hide.”

“Didn’t you buy the implant body you stole from the Tigerclaw gang the other day?”

“Because I am in the business of implants myself. It’s easy to keep your mouth shut. Also, although it’s not as good as Wild Kid, Tiger Claw also has a bad reputation, so he doesn’t get along with the Twins. I didn’t leave people there for nothing.”

Anyone who had a conflict with the Tigerclaw Gang was handed over to the Twins. It was the reason why the fixer broker liked Leonard. The work was neat and there was no backtracking.

“If the gang-inspired garage doesn’t work, there’s only one place to go.”

“A place where maintenance is not the purpose but a means, right?”

“It’s the illegal of illegal places.”

Leonard and Max visit the 12th-9th Street Smuggler’s Hideout. The mechanical eye gatekeeper looked out the side door and was annoyed.

“Why?”

“Seeing the customers again, isn’t it that your business mindset has gone bad?”

“I don’t think you’re a guest today?”

Like a smuggler, he had good eyesight. Still, it wasn’t as good as the solver.

“There must be a basis for thinking so, can I guess?”

“What, guess what? I bought something last time, so there’s no way I’ll be back. And since there is no business today, just leave.”

In the transaction, the side that talked longer was the loss. The side door slams! closed with a sound. Max slipped out the handle of his shotgun. ‘Should I break it?’ Leonard shook his head. There are at most 3 or 4 smugglers residing here, so if you decide, you can easily defeat them, but there is no smuggling shop like this in Sodom City, so I didn’t want to cause trouble as much as possible.

“Should I match a suit or two?”

“Suddenly clothes?”

Leonard left the basement gunhouse and entered the building next door. It was one of the few ‘properly’ clothing stores in Junk Town.

“welcome. Is there something you are looking for?”

The chrome skin is a bit burdensome, but a neatly dressed employee greeted me. Leonard pushed Max away.

“Choose a set of summer clothes for this guy to wear. Top and bottom for 20 credits.”

“Oh my, what a handsome son you are.”

“…son no.”

New clothes were like a birthday present for a person from Junk Town. Max panicked and followed the waiter. If I had focused on the word 20 credits, I wouldn’t have liked it so much.

“Where should I look?”

Leonard checked the CCTV installed in the store and looked out the window. In order to run a proper store in Junk Town, proper security facilities were needed. Not only the vehicles passing in front of the store, but also the outsiders going down to the basement were stored in high-definition.

“It should be around here…”

Leonard connected the jack to the terminal box while downloading the CCTV footage. With his personality as a smuggler, he couldn’t bring in electronic devices that could be hacked, so he needed a trick. We hacked all communication terminals in this area. Hundreds and thousands of calls poured in.

– No, I’ll pay you back by the end of the day! I can pay you back! Please take a look!

-Brother, are you busy these days? Lucy is very lonely…

– Why is that child still alive? Can’t you handle it right?

-Yes, dude! Did you live deceived? Thirty thousand credits!

– Oh, I don’t know. The boss will get it. I’m only going to hit it this month.

Leonard chose one of many voices. It was an excessively large amount at the scavenger level.

-It’s 120,000 credits just for falling on this side. Martin’s gang has 60,000 credits left even after taking half of it. Let’s split 30,000 with you and me. It’s a room in life.

Leonard returned the CCTV footage to the latest time while searching the memory chip for ‘Martin’. A gangster was caught looking around and going down the basement stairs. With a leather jacket studded with construction implants, it was obvious that he was a member of the Blast gang.

At the same time, the name ‘Martin Osvan’ popped up in the search results. He was an executive of the Blast gang, with a rank similar to that of the client.

“Look at this?”

I thought only the White Town family was in trouble, but Junk Town was also not easy.