Cyberpunk: 2075.

Chapter 668, Section 82: Mistress
David ultimately chose the Villefort-Curtis V5000 Courage.

According to him, this vehicle not only has a large passenger capacity, but also accelerates rapidly due to its specially tuned engine. He had worked with many similar vehicles before, so he has a special fondness for this one.

Although this vehicle is prone to damage due to its special axle structure, this defect is insignificant compared to the reinforced body developed by Villefort in cooperation with military technology. Villefort, which can withstand small gunfire, is more than capable of driving normally on the roads of Night City.

Carl didn't care about David's choice, but the old captain, a car dealer, sighed a little.

He originally wanted David to choose some particularly rare and valuable luxury cars, so that he could not only clear out his inventory but also make a profit as a car dealer. However, he did not expect that David would choose a Villefort that even a mid-level manager in the company could buy at will.

The price of this money is not even comparable to the commission fee.

"In the end, I still have to give you the money."

As the old captain sat down in the back row, sighing with regret, Carl, sitting next to him, glanced at him and said, "You made two deals at once, profiting from both the middleman and the car dealer. And you're still sighing? If you're not satisfied, David and I will get out of the car and find someone else to buy from."

"No, no, no, please don't, you're just kidding."

The old captain quickly waved his hand, lamenting that he hadn't earned enough. But just as Carl had said, he had actually made a fortune from two successful deals.

"Tell me about the mission, old captain."

David, in the driver's seat, recalled the operating procedures as he slowly started the vehicle. His only experience with emergency driving made him hesitant to accelerate rashly; he only lightly pressed the accelerator, gradually getting used to the engine's rhythm. Hearing his question, the old captain hesitated for a moment before replying:

"As I told you before, the process for this job is actually quite simple: steal the data recorded in a car. But I actually got this job from someone else. I felt something was off, so I specifically came to this life to find a professional mercenary team to do the job. I happened to see you guys there, so I entrusted it to you."

"Something's wrong?"

David was a little confused by what he heard: "Something's not right, old captain. You're still taking on jobs? That's not like you. It's like you know there's a trap, but you're still walking into it."

"I don't want to either."

The old captain spoke of this with a sense of helplessness: "This is a job from one of my old customers. Let me be frank, when I left the company to become a car dealer and later a middleman, it was all thanks to his help that I was able to do this. I owe him so many favors, and when someone gives me a job, I can't just refuse it."

"These kinds of favors are often the most expensive, and the work involved is also the most dangerous and troublesome."

Carl, who was standing nearby, said, "No wonder you thought of hiring people in your next life, old captain. You've noticed something's not right, haven't you?"

"Nonsense, I'm not stupid. I owed him a favor and was waiting for him to give me trouble to repay it. In the end, he gave me this seemingly ordinary job that even a street urchin could do. Even if I didn't use my brain, I should have felt something was wrong. So, that's why I just happened to see you guys."

As the old captain spoke, he took out his phone and shared information: "The target this time is the Coronado Farm in Santo Domingo. You are familiar with that place. I will accompany you to the exact location and give you directions. However, you may have to wait a bit."

"Are you planning to strike under the cover of darkness?"

David tilted his head slightly in the driver's seat and asked.

"Yes and no. It's definitely easier to strike at night. Another reason is that the information that person gave us is that he only passes by our designated location at night and stops there. We need to take advantage of the time when he stops there and temporarily leaves his vehicle to quickly go over and hack his car's automatic anti-theft device and access the information from his vehicle."

"I have a strange feeling that I did similar work when I first joined Mann's team."

David said, "I remember that this kind of job must be completed within the scheduled time, otherwise accidents can easily happen. When I did this job, an accident happened, and the whole job was almost ruined." "That's true, but those are the kinds of pitfalls that newcomers are prone to make."

The old captain glanced at Karl beside him and chuckled, "With your current abilities, these kinds of basic mistakes should have disappeared long ago, right?"

"Don't give me that, old captain." Karl scoffed. "I'm not going to be caught off guard—but only if your intelligence is airtight. If something goes wrong, you'll be the one to take the blame."

He wasn't the kind of rookie mercenary who would be easily swayed by a few flattering words. He only listened to a fraction of the sweet talk from middlemen, and he would never do something as foolish as getting carried away by a few compliments and blindly accepting dangerous tasks.

"Hoohoo."

Just as Carl was talking to the old captain, he felt his body being dragged backward by a force. He instinctively looked to the side and found that the scenery outside was changing wildly.

What's the current speed?

"Not fast, eighty kilometers."

"It's really not fast."

Hearing David's answer, Carl nodded calmly, not feeling that there was anything wrong with David stepping on the gas and accelerating to 80 kilometers per hour so soon after starting to drive.

This is considered relatively restrained among Santo Domingo drivers.

“I feel you can go even faster. You have S.A.S ...

Even the old captain was a little annoyed by David's driving speed, thinking he could speed up: "The sooner we get there, the sooner we can prepare."

"Too."

David nodded as he listened to the old captain’s words, then floored the accelerator.

Feeling his body being dragged backward, Karl felt that this was more like it.

With the old captain's navigation and David's rapid driving (his first time driving), the group soon arrived at the location the old captain had indicated. What appeared before them was an ordinary two-story house.

"It's two o'clock now. Let's wander around the neighborhood without attracting too much attention. We'll come back around eight o'clock."

The old captain said, glancing at the time, "The target will park the car in this residence, go inside, and then we'll have thirty minutes to deal with the vehicle."

"So why would that target park their car in such an ordinary place?"

David didn't quite understand.

"mistress."

The old captain said calmly, "That target is a mistress who is old enough to be his mother."

(End of this chapter)