Night City, District 12, Liu Pangpang’s home-cooked restaurant.
If you want to say which industry is declining the fastest in this era, it must be the public catering industry.
This is also the general trend - in order to reduce the cost of living and improve work efficiency, more and more people have given up the right to eat and modified their digestive systems into machines that can maintain body functions with only nutrient solution.
In addition, under the influence of "rust fog", the average life expectancy of people in Night Sin City is also decreasing year by year. As a result, the business of this small shop hidden in an old community is also declining year by year.
It looks dim from the outside, with only a few diners and a few employees sitting bored, exuding an aura of mourning.
But in the kitchen, it's a different story.
The old man wearing a chef's hat was very busy, but he was not cooking, but holding various high-precision tools and dismantling the Rubik's Cube-like instrument in front of him.
"Uncle Luo, how's the progress?"
The waiter at the front desk came in and asked, "This thing has been delivered for two days. Can you make a replica?"
"It's not that easy. Do you think you're putting together blocks?"
The old chef replied without raising his head, "At least a week and a half."
"So long?"
The waiter curled his lips and said, "But Chief Shen is pressing hard. Isn't this a bit..."
"I know he's anxious, but tell him not to be anxious yet."
The old chef took off the magnifying glass from his eyes and rolled his eyes angrily, "I don't know how long it would take to develop such a precision instrument. If it were you, it wouldn't be useful for you for ten years."
"This... okay, okay, just hurry up."
"Are you urging me? By the way, Xiao Shen, do you want me to build a robotic arm for Lei Song?"
"I see."
The waiter paused, sighed and left.
After working with him for so long, he still couldn't accept the old man's temper.
Or rather, he didn't understand why Chief Shen took such good care of him, not only bought this shop for him, but also arranged for so many elites to be the old man's bodyguards.
To him, this behavior makes no sense.
We are gang members. We can just grab whatever equipment we need, so why bother making it ourselves?
However, if he knew the true identity of this old man, maybe... maybe he wouldn't change his view of him.
Even if the old man’s true identity is really awesome.
Luo Zhikang, one of the veterans of "Spark", is one of the few mechanical engineers in the organization.
His specialty is turning decay into magic. In his hands, broken copper and scrap metal parts can be turned into murderous weapons.
In the past three years since the establishment of "Spark", he has been basically providing equipment support, and most of the damaged objects that were captured were brought back to life through his reconstruction.
Many of the equipment he modified are even better than the original ones.
Before that, his name was even more famous.
Chief engineer of the "Tianhe" consortium.
To be able to hold an important position in the former Night City hegemony, the old man's personal ability is self-evident, and countless companies have offered to poach him at high prices.
However, after "Tianhe" was destroyed, his whereabouts were also unknown.
Most people thought he was dead, but they didn't know that he just lived incognito and worked as a chef in a small restaurant.
And secretly, in this way, he continued to be loyal to his old club.
Naturally, the waiter didn't know much about these secrets. Fortunately, the old man had a weird temper, so the job of taking care of him was easy. He only fished every day.
The food he cooks is also good, which makes people feel that it is a wise choice not to modify the mechanical stomach.
While thinking about it, the door of the restaurant was pushed open with a creak, and a short-haired woman wearing sunglasses walked in.
The waiter was stunned when he saw this. He had never seen such a beautiful woman... But he quickly came to his senses and approached her with a smile. "Welcome, what would you like to eat?"
However, what greeted him was the dark barrel of the gun. In a daze, the opponent appeared behind him, took out the silenced pistol from his waist, pointed it cleanly at his temple and pulled the trigger.
Bah.
A shot to the head caused the waiter to fall to the ground with blood, and he didn't even realize what happened until he died.
"...What are you doing?!"
Seeing this scene, the others were shocked and drew their weapons immediately.
"Kill her!"
This is one of "Starfire's" safe houses in Night City. On the surface it looks like an ordinary small restaurant, and you can cook whatever you need to eat.
But most of the time no one visits here. From the waiters to the cashiers, including the few customers who seem to be eating, they are actually the bodyguards provided by Shen He for Luo Zhikang.
They are not ordinary gang members, but "upgraded ones" who are good at fighting. Each of them has more than a dozen powerful abilities.
It has to be said that Shen He still knows how precious talents are.
However, facing all this, Su Lin just took off her sunglasses, and then unconsciously raised the corners of her lips.
Finally, Xia Wuyou is not allowed to do this.
…
One minute later.
The fight in the front hall did not reach Mr. Luo, who was attentive.
It wasn't until he saw Su Lin walking into the kitchen with a gun that he realized something was wrong.
problem occurs!
His first reaction was to activate the defense system here, but as soon as he stretched out his hand, the opponent's pistol was already pressed against the back of his head, "Don't move."
"……who are you?"
Luo Zhikang gritted his teeth and raised his hands helplessly.
The fact that the other party can break through here proves that she has eliminated all the bodyguards in the front hall.
He is not good at fighting and has no ability to resist.
"The young master wants to see you, so he sent me to invite Mr. Luo."
Su Lin didn't answer the question and narrated it expressionlessly.
"Master...?"
Before Luo Zhikang could react, there was a sharp pain in his neck.
Under the influence of the powerful sedative, he lost consciousness within a few seconds.
Putting the "Haihe" on the table into her pocket, Su Lin dragged him out of the back door, stuffed him into the trunk, and then drove away.
It can be seen that Miss Su Lin is in a good mood now. Not only does she keep a smile on her face, she even specially chooses some favorite music to suppress the mania in her heart.
That's right, wouldn't I be able to do it more efficiently than that guy Xia Wuyou?
But having said that, how many fish have you caught with this bait?
To be able to make such an arrangement, the young master was really thoughtful.
There was also a dedicated person in the front hall to deal with the aftermath. Within half an hour, the corpses and mess inside were gone.
When the rolling shutter is pulled down and a "For Sale" sign is put up, in the eyes of outsiders, it is just another small restaurant that cannot keep up with the trend of the times.
