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Chapter 233: Shocked to Hear About Kerry's Suicide

Little Sebastian...

Ling Luxian didn't know what to say. He had gotten used to calling him "Father" and almost forgot his name.

In front of Roger, the priest really deserved the title of "Little Sebastian". When Roger was the middleman, the priest might have peed and played in the mud.

"Okay, I'll take the job. Can you tell me who the client is?"

Ling Lu rubbed his fingers together, indicating that Rogge should reveal some information to him, and he would pay him some information fee for it.

"Iron Driver, you are also an old mercenary, why do you still ask such a low-level question?"

Rogge looked at Ling Luxian calmly, as if he was dissatisfied with Ling Luxian's words.

As a mercenary, you cannot ask for information about your employer. If a middleman tells the mercenary about the employer's information, that's another matter. In short, you can only passively listen to this private information, you can't actively ask.

However, a blue light flashed in Rogge's eyes, and he sent the employer's information to Ling Luxian.

"Don't try next time. As a legendary mercenary, you need to have a bigger vision."

After Ling Lu received the message, the corners of his mouth slightly raised.

"It seems that this guy is also a crazy fan. By the way, is the time limit so short? Only three days? If it were an ordinary mercenary, I'm afraid he wouldn't be able to complete this commission."

Roger crossed his arms across his chest and spoke with disdain to the client.

"I'm not a fan, I'm just a speculator. The other day, that young man Kerry was trying to commit suicide. If he really dies, that guitar will be worth a lot of money.

So the client was in a hurry to get the guitar before Chris died. "

As Roger said this, a look of loneliness flashed in his eyes.

Yeah, he left, the band fell apart, and now they can't even get the band members together.

Roger knew that Johnny Silverhand seemed to dislike Kerry, but in fact he was very concerned about this little brother. If Kerry really died, Johnny would have one less person to care about.

"Fuck!" As expected, Johnny roared, "That stupid gay Kerry, why would he commit suicide when there are other ways to do it? Pilot, we have to go see what that guy is up to."

"Okay, but you have to finish this commission before you go."

Ling Luxian agreed, but he just wanted to complete this commission. From a God's perspective, he naturally knew that Kerry's suicide attempt was just a gimmick, a small trick to try to increase the purchase volume of his album.

Kerry's agent is also a talented person, but using suicide as marketing is a bit poor. It's better to bite a lighter. It's abstract, but at least it's eye-catching, right?

Besides, such a small matter as a performance can be easily dealt with. Isn't Kerry a rock musician? Just say that this is to show rebellion to XX and to gather inspiration through this "performance art".

Firstly, it can gain popularity, and secondly, it can promote the new album, so why not? As long as you don't do the dirty tricks like Lao Ba, won't your fan base increase rapidly? Isn't this method better than your suicide gimmick?

"It's already this late, and you're still thinking about your commission. It's not like you'll die if you lose that little bit of money."

It seems that Johnny Silverhand is really anxious. After spending these days together, the two of them have become friends, but at least Johnny no longer speaks foul language to Ling Lu. Now that Kerry's safety is involved, Johnny Silverhand can no longer care about so much, and he just opens his mouth to talk about the birds and flowers.

"Calm down, Johnny." Ling Luxian said helplessly, "Would someone who really wanted to commit suicide make such a fuss? He would have secretly died a long time ago. How could it be such a coincidence that he was rescued by security?"

As for that commission, Ling Luxian was very concerned about it. He really wanted to see Johnny Silverhand's embarrassing look.

"You're right." Johnny Silverhand gradually calmed down, and he also realized that he was a little impulsive just now.

"Let's complete the commission first and then go find Chris. I believe he will be fine. This job is not difficult, but with my ability, I can finish it quickly." Ling Luxian comforted.

"Then I'll listen to you. It's your own body that counts."

Johnny Silverhand still felt a little awkward, the feeling of living under someone else's roof was really terrible. This feeling made Johnny, who liked to act on his own, feel extremely restrained.

And because RELIC is not directly connected to Ling Luxian's brain, he cannot feel Ling Luxian's thoughts very well. Therefore, the degree of integration between the two is far inferior to that of V.

V also had a reason to say, how did I do it? I paid for it with my life, who are you, how dare you compare with me?

Forget it, forget it. Ling Luxian doesn’t want this kind of life-saving way of playing.

Drove to the luxury apartment on Lobos Street in Heywood.

It's called an apartment, but it's actually not much different from a hotel. The entrance is luxuriously decorated, and there are two pots of fortune trees as tall as a person. Ling Luxian went forward and touched the leaves. Wow, it's the real thing.

It's quite luxurious. There aren't many places that can grow plants these days. This configuration is not much different from the Blue Sky Building. Besides, the environment of Night City is not suitable for plant growth. I'm afraid it was specially cultivated by a biotechnology company.

Living in a place like this is very prestigious. There are many good properties in Night City, it just depends on whether you have enough money.

After the camera scanned Ling Luxian, the door opened automatically. It wasn't that Ling Luxian had real estate here, but the camera here was connected to the municipal intranet, which could check the assets of people, which was the so-called capital verification.

In other words, if your assets do not meet the requirements, you cannot even enter the door. If an ordinary mercenary wants to complete this commission, he must first find a way to enter the door. Ling Luxian was spared this step. It must be said that it is good to be rich.

As soon as Ling Luxian entered the door, he heard someone complaining.

"Fuck, why is it so noisy upstairs? Just one second ago, my eardrums are about to burst. People from Biyang, are they having a party?"

Ling Luxian nodded involuntarily. It was worthy of being the City of Night. Even in such a high-end place, there were people singing birds and blooming flowers, which made people feel like they were in the spring breeze.

"Ha! Come on," said the man in gold and silver, "that's Slaton's room. That guy is obsessed with some rubbish band. He plays it at full volume all day, even when he's not at home.

You know what the most ridiculous thing is? He kept on babbling about the Silver Hand and Eurodian for hours without stopping.

As the man spoke, he also gestured with his hands and feet. When he was excited, he patted the leg of the guy who was smoking next to him, and scared him so much that he almost dropped his cigarette on the ground.

"I say, you can talk but please don't touch me, okay?" said the smoking guy depressedly.

It seems that the two are not only neighbors, but also have a good relationship.