My cyberpsychosis is a task prompt

Chapter 47 047: Fishhook and Hunter
Originally, these people wanted to drive the minivan away directly. Of course, John could not agree. After all, there was still loot stuffed in the trunk.

"Dude, do you want me to hold it?"

The tie-clip minions were speechless.

"Hey, John, you're doing big business with your boss, why do you do some flip-flopping every time you make a deal?"

"If you can exchange your strength for something on the street, don't use money... I am a pragmatist, not a pretentious criminal who can survive by drinking the northwest wind."

John shrugged.

The minions looked at each other, shrugged, and started calling their superiors, and then...

Toot, toot, toot.

The tie clip is strong enough.

The minions are also prepared.

A trailer from Jingkrypton Heavy Industry came over and lifted the fish tank into the shipping compartment with its cantilever.

This little cutie still needs to be inspected and cleaned before being sent to the customer.

John watched all this silently, pressing the butt of his cigarette against the moss on the edge of the ditch.

[Contact - Tie Clip [Call Request]]

[I can finally communicate with customers...]

"Let's be honest, do you have to keep working so you can get what I want?"

John anticipated his routine.

The phone sneered a few times without denying it.

[Haha, okay, I know you don’t care about my life or death...but be patient, John, have I ever treated you wrong? 】

"But you are always calculating. Every time I do something with you, every step I take, I have to be careful of whether there are any pits under my feet... This feeling is too unreliable. If you use the list to whet my appetite, then I It will cut the fishing line directly.”

[Don't be in a hurry to break up. Tsk, I do things based on what I need. If this customer can get what you want, I will try my best to reconnect the lost business. 】

"Then show some sincerity, otherwise I won't work for you anymore."

John is not a silly guy who just came out of society, nor is he desperate. There are many places where he can take jobs now, and there is no need to waste time on a complicated middleman.

The tie clip was silent for a moment, seeming to be weighing the pros and cons.

John reminded him: "You said you had something to tell me after the delivery."

[Well... Tiebang Logistics is investigating a case of missing equipment. The model is a B-24 six-rotor drone. Let me see... The accident report shows that it was illegally stopped and emergency procedures were not initiated in time, and the signal The place of disappearance was at the Denny Street Apartment...]

John listened quietly.

[The last courier signer for the device is named John. Hey, the kid who checked the porn chip for the first time knows not to use real-name authentication... What do you think? 】

John did not answer him, but asked:
"You didn't even check it, and the accident report was delivered right to your face. Why am I struggling to get a list of companies?"

There was a sigh from the tie clip, thinking that he didn't understand the pros and cons.

[The Company Equipment Management and Protection Act stipulates that people have the right to use violent means to maliciously intercept and damage company assets. If I don’t help you, there will be an aerial vehicle with a team of company soldiers kicking open the door of your apartment...]

John smiled and said nothing.

He was from Tiebang Logistics, how could he be coaxed into doing so without even thinking about where the company's equipment on the black market in Eden City came from?
Those in the transportation echelon know property protection laws by heart. When they used to make extra money by stealing spare parts, they would stack accident reports up to their knees.

John knew that the company would not give up, and he also knew the equipment investigation process.

This high-profile robbery is to see the company's reaction. If we follow the normal process and use threats, warnings, fines, and coercion...

It means that you are not being paid special attention by the company.

If the person who comes is not right, or even if the investigation process is very low-key, but something goes wrong, it also means that there is a big problem with his last freight mission.

If that were the case, John would immediately hide in the Damascus camp or the Haven Company.

When the time comes to see the situation clearly, we can follow the clues and conduct reverse investigations. John chuckled a few times:

"I still don't want to say thank you."

[I don’t want to take credit, I just explained it clearly so that you don’t think that I didn’t do anything when I and Brother Kunbu were dying. 】

"Did you send Tiebang Logistics away?"

[Two muscular men will knock on your door later. It’s just a routine matter. Don’t embarrass them, and don’t let things go wrong. Equipment theft and intentional homicide are two different things...]

There was a sigh from the other end of the phone.

[The commission fee from the little cutie will be transferred to your account later, one code equals one code. If you think about it on the bright side, it’s not that bad if you do things with me. 】

John was noncommittal.

The phone hangs up.

[Task: Little Cutie (Complete)]

[Reward: Remuneration]

John got into the driver's seat of the pickup truck and reached out to turn up some radio music, only to find two bullet holes in the dashboard.

"Farke,"

He cursed and started the engine.

The remittance for the tie clip has been received - although this guy is too scheming, the money he pays every time is worthy of the difficulty of the task.

The little broken car did not drive to the West District, but turned around and headed to Youdong Street.

It was still early and the route was relatively smooth, so we went to the Black Engine Restaurant to fill our stomachs.

[Food: Spaghetti with synthetic meat sauce]

Gnaeus placed a large plate in front of John, handed him a glass of draft beer, pointed to the parking lot outside the restaurant and asked:
"Tsk tsk, are you down? Why are you driving Calomont? I thought you were thriving in the West End."

"I hope I get better."

John wolfed down the food. To be honest, he was tired of the takeaway from Denny Street. It was not as delicious as the food made by Gnaeus.

He must have stuck a food chip in his arm.

"You'd better make a name for yourself."

Gnaeus rolled up his sleeves. The metal prosthesis was an old model, but it was neatly organized, just like this black engine restaurant. "There are already girls in the staff dormitory. Even if you lick your face and come back to wash the dishes, there will be no place to take you in."

"uh-huh?"

John was drinking beer before he noticed the new faces in the store.

It's peak dining time now. In addition to the bartender at the bar, there are two girls of European origin serving plates and pouring wine between the tables and chairs.

"Zhizai Ri is doing well, Hier, please contact me if you need anything."

"Oh, I'm so awesome."

Gnaeus crossed his arms, pursed his lips and sneered at him. "The city of Eden is deep in water. Don't think that after eating enough, grabbing some food, and hearing a few nice words, you will really treat yourself as a person. This attitude of yours will kill you the fastest."

"Damn it, you really want me to be good...are you?"

John curled his lips helplessly, paid and left skillfully.

He waited until the sky gradually darkened, then drove a small shabby car to the underground passage, followed the path by the river and parked in the open space closest to the cupboard.

Several oil drums burned quietly in the dark night.

Bums and outlaws glanced at him vaguely.

John took out a full magazine and loaded it on the alligator. The strange restlessness around him was much less, and even the eyes of the aborigines became friendly.

　Thanks to swimming champions Lee Sang Hyuk, Qing Feng and Qiu Ri, and Yu Xiao for their tips.
　　
　
(End of this chapter)