"My suggestion is that you take Morty and hide now, and don't let anyone know where you are, not even me.
I will have the person responsible for contacting you as soon as possible, wish you good luck."
Without waiting for the courier to reply, Meredith ended the call, and the deputy director who couldn't wait immediately yelled at her.
"Meredith! You disrupted my plan again. Did you do it on purpose?
You should let those mercenaries send people to the experimental site now, how can you let them choose their own place? How can you ask me to find them like this!"
"Deputy Director, why do you blame me again? I did everything you asked me to do.
You have always said that you want to create the most realistic escape experience for the experimental subject, because only in this way can all her potential be stimulated and real data obtained.
In order to meet your requirements, I have found three of the best mercenaries for you.
With their quality, of course they will look down upon your plan of action. So they improvised.
Deputy Director, although those mercenaries did not act according to your script, isn't the actual situation now just what you want?
Our subject is safe and sound. And she is completely immersed in this escape game.
If the deputy director is not satisfied with the effect, then I have nothing to say."
"Meredith! Don't change the subject.
You haven't answered me yet, why you refused to ask them where they would hide for the night.
Night City is so big, if we can’t find them, wouldn’t everything be in vain?”
"Deputy Director, is this a problem you are talking about?
Here you go, these are the coordinates of the mercenary who was on the phone with me just now. You don’t need me to teach you what to do next, right?"
Holding back his shyness and anger, the deputy director accepted the string of numbers pushed over by the woman.
With these coordinates in hand, the previously dormant command room finally started to function again.
At this time, Peacock had already driven the car off the road and entered the alley.
"Mr. Courier, will everything be okay?"
As soon as Peacock slowed down the car, Miss Morty, who had been sitting quietly next to him, timidly asked a question.
After being kidnapped by these rude mercenaries, Morty began to follow the young man who claimed to be a courier.
Although this was her first contact with him, Morty found an inexplicable sense of familiarity with the courier, so she was very obedient.
"Don't worry, Miss Morty, Meredith will make all the arrangements. We can just stay in the city for one more night. I will personally take you out of the city early tomorrow morning."
When Meredith called just now, Peacock shared it with Jack and Vee, so now everyone knows about the emergency.
No matter how they responded, they definitely couldn't continue wandering on the street. So Peacock comforted Morty while looking for a place to stay.
In order to complete Meredith's second commission, the trio of Jack, Vee, and Peacock reunited.
Just like the time with the scavengers, Wei was still in charge this time.
When he read the plan given by Meredith, the first thing he said was: "I don't believe that woman, we can't be led by her."
There must be personal likes and dislikes in Vee's evaluation of Meredith, but both Jack and Peacock agreed with Vee's judgment.
Compared to the pure threats and intimidation last time, Meredith was simply amiable this time.
Not only did she kindly provide a detailed action plan, she even provided the special equipment.
None of the three brothers thought about actually using the things that Peacock brought back.
In order not to completely anger the tigress, Wei made small changes to the original plan.
After making this change, they finally took action in the apartment, but the place of action was changed from the door to the elevator.
After successfully picking up Miss Morty, they didn't use that weird electric mosquito swatter.
With a combat hacker of Wei's level, he would never allow Jack and Peacock to use any electronic equipment of unknown origin.
After using Wei's homemade hacking tool to block Miss Morty's signal, the trio rushed to Misty's mystery shop immediately.
Because they had made an appointment in advance, when they got there, the prosthetist downstairs in Misty's shop was already ready.
"It's too much, there are so many!"
With the cooperation of the best prosthetic doctors and the best combat hackers in the black market, the problematic chips in the A3-level researcher's body were dug out one by one.
Looking at the gadgets that were constantly being thrown onto the plate, Peacock felt chills all over his body.
"This is pretty good. You haven't seen anything worse."
Seeing that peacocks are so rare and strange, Wei wiped his sweat while giving him some knowledge.
“All large companies have a surprisingly consistent attitude towards their employees.
They believe that employees are the fixed assets of the company, so employees must bear such a logo."
"Isn't this the same as cattle and sheep?"
"Of course it's different. It's enough for livestock to sell their bodies, but big companies want more.
You think you are being hired to sell only your labor force, but the company not only wants your body, but also your soul."
"It sounds like a contract with the devil..."
Listening to the harsh comments made by the former head of the Counterintelligence Section 1 of Arasaka Technology, Peacock couldn't help but smile bitterly.
"Times are developing and technology is advancing, so the 996 blessing plan in the previous life has evolved to this extent?"
Just when Peacock was lamenting this progress, the surgery of the prosthetic doctor and the combat hacker had been successfully completed.
At this time, Miss Morty is theoretically free, but this is only theoretical. To gain real freedom, she must at least leave Night City.
According to the Night City Household Registration Management Law, everyone has the right to enter and leave the city freely, and of course the current Miss Morty is definitely not included in this.
At this time, it has been almost an hour since the trio snatched Morty. With the strength of military technology, they must have started a city-wide search now.
It is precisely because of this problem that Meredith needs to arrange for professionals to smuggle Morty out of the city.
However, due to someone else having something to do, the trio could only spend one more night with Morty.
After coming out of the prosthetic doctor's clinic, Jack and Vee no longer followed Morty, and now only Peacock is responsible for the personal protection of the female researcher.
In order to soothe Miss Morty's mood, Peacock consciously guided her to talk while looking for a place to stay.
Morty was a little afraid of Jack and Vee, but he and Peacock talked very happily, so they talked very harmoniously.
Contrary to what Peacock imagined, Morty is actually a stupid girl.
After just a few words, Peacock asked about her relationship with Meredith.
"Mr. Courier, what are you talking about Meredith? She is a very good person, and she is my best friend.
Meredith has been helping me because of their relationship with the children.
This time she took a huge risk for me, so I am really grateful to her."
When he talked about Meredith, Morty couldn't stop talking. The peacock could see that this silly woman even admired the tigress.
In Morty's eyes, Meredith and Peacock knew each other as two completely different people. Peacock was stunned at first and then speechless.
After asking about the relationship between Morty and Meredith, Peacock asked Morty if he was ready to live in the bad land.
When Peacock was a wanderer, he had no way of knowing what the people in the city thought of wanderers.
It wasn't until he became a member of Night City that Peacock discovered that most people here knew nothing about how to live in the bad land.
In Night City, at least 5 million people complain that the pizza they eat tastes like plastic, the water they drink tastes like pepper water, and their bedrooms are only 2.4 square meters.
Such basic necessities of life are indeed worthy of being complained about, but these extremely poor people at least have these things to complain about.
You must know that in the Bad Land, the vast majority of people are not even blessed to enjoy these things.
Moti answered Peacock's question fluently. Peacock could tell that the female researcher had done her homework.
As expected by Peacock, all of Morty's knowledge of life in the Badlands came from the news media in Night City and the Mewtwo movie.
In the words of journalists and artists, the bad soil outside is actually a backcountry with a larger area and more backward conditions.
Although the conditions are not as good as in the city, you can run freely there and enjoy your grudges, so it can be regarded as a new direction of choice.
The peacock was silent for a long time as he listened to Morty's vision of life in the bad land of the future.
He once tried to correct Morty's mistakes, but the female researcher confidently replied: "Meredith must have a way", so Peacock could only shut up.
In order to ensure safety, Peacock randomly selected a motel.
He entered the room like a serious persecutor and carefully checked all the facilities here before letting Morty in.
"Miss Morty, I'm going to wrong you tonight. You can't sleep on the bed, you have to sleep in the bathtub."
"Okay, I will listen to Mr. Courier."
Regarding Peacock's strange request, Morty agreed without thinking.
As long as Peacock said it, Morty would not object. She obediently finished the junk food that Peacock bought from the automatic shopping machine, and then went to bed early.
After patrolling the corridor again, the peacock undressed and lay down at the door of the room.
Now one of his ears was pressed to the floor, and in his hand was the polished Prelude.
Time passed by like this at 2 o'clock in the morning. When an abnormal sound first appeared, the peacock had suddenly opened its eyes.
Years of living in a bad land meant that he would wake up whenever there was the slightest movement, not to mention that the person who made the noise had no intention of covering up anyone's ears.
"Dong dong dong!"
Listening to the heavy voice in the corridor getting closer and closer, Peacock had already concluded that the other party was coming for him and Morty.
"Miss Morty? Miss Morty! Wake up, we have to leave here."
After gently shaking Morty awake, who was also sleeping in his clothes, Peacock quickly explained the situation.
Just when he was about to say something, the footsteps like drums in the corridor came to the front of their room.
Then there was only a loud "crash" sound, and the motel room door fell apart in an instant and turned into debris of different sizes.
In order to enter this cramped room, the man outside had to lower his head slightly, and then got into the house.
"Miss Morty, nice to meet you. I am King Kong, King Kong No. 27.
I'm really sorry. I used a little too much force when I knocked on the door, which shocked you, but I think you won't mind, right?"
While crunching the fragments of the door panel in his hand, the terrifying man who was three meters tall spoke in a low voice.
"King Kong, Mr. Courier, he is a military technology level 4a modified warrior. You can't defeat him, so run away!"
As soon as he saw that big malicious face, Morty knew he was doomed.
She could die here, but she couldn't harm the peacock, so Morty pushed Mr. Courier desperately, trying to get this good man to escape quickly.
Peacock could only accept Morty's kindness, but did not dare to accept it.
The reason why he is here is to deal with this situation, so he must not escape.
With the tip of the peacock's toes, a chair took the lead and flew towards King Kong's head.
With this chair as a cover, the Prelude in his hand continued to roar and spit out long gunfire.
Whether it was a flying chair or a follow-up bullet, King Kong's response was to raise his hands and hold his head, and that was enough.
Compared to the chair that shattered directly on his body, those bullets could still cause a few small blood flowers on his arms, but it was no different from being bitten by a mosquito.
Before Peacock could fire his sixth shot, King Kong roared and took a step forward.