"What?" Jack frowned, looking at the impeccably dressed woman sitting in front of him, with her flawless makeup, and the stern-looking Agent Arasaka standing behind her, bun hair tied up and wearing sunglasses.
Valerie only slightly curled her lips and repeated what she had just said in a captivating tone.
"As long as you can help me find the mercenary named A, whether it's him or a member of his team, 500,000 Euros."
Valerie had sharp blue short hair, blue prosthetic eyes, and exquisite, high cheekbones, giving off a somewhat aloof vibe, whether she smiled or not.
(Face sculpting model from Bilibili. Friends who can't see it can check on their mobile devices~)
At this moment, she just watched Jack, keenly observing him while continuing to raise the offer: "If you can find a way to lure him out, making it easier for us to catch him, the price can even be doubled."
Jack's mind was first overwhelmed by the numbers 500,000 Euros and a million Euros, making him a bit dizzy, but it was only momentary before he sighed and shook his head.
"Sorry, I'm not that close to them."
Jack stood up and was about to leave, but Valerie suddenly spoke: "Really? From what I know, that man named A might not come often, but that female mercenary named V is a native Haywood person."
"Then you should know better; Haywood People never betray Haywood People."
Jack's expression turned cold as he mocked without hesitation: "Maybe you corporate dogs don't understand this thing called morality, but now you know, so don't let the door hit you on the way out."
Valerie didn't show any emotion but just examined the surroundings, then let out a cold laugh, put down her glass, and gracefully stood up.
The agent behind her cast an inquisitive look at Valerie—should they teach this big guy a lesson?
Valerie just shook her head, signaling the agent not to make trouble.
As she stood up, naturally surveying her surroundings, a slight gleam flashed in her prosthetic eye when her gaze locked onto a surveillance camera—it seemed something was off with it.
Someone watching her? The bar's security? Does this place even have pro security?
Valerie calmly surveyed the room, concluding that this was no high-end entertainment venue; all cameras were likely linked by a simple mainframe, with no dedicated security monitoring them.
Then the sudden change in the camera's viewing angle seemed suspicious.
Valerie instinctively touched her waist and simultaneously signaled Agent Arasaka with her eyes.
Immediately, he became alert, hand on his gun handle, cautiously observing the surroundings, readying their swift exit from the bar.
As they cautiously moved towards the exit, Valerie's head-mounted Network Access Vault swiftly hacked into the surveillance camera before them.
Encountering no obstacles, she easily gained camera access and followed the trail to hack into the computer network controlling all the camera feeds.
Cautiously, she placed her hand on the physical shutdown button of her network receiver, her prosthetic eye glowing as she attempted to uncover who was controlling the cameras.
The server mainframe here is actually online? Damn… is a hacker remotely watching?
Military Science folks? Or did the Spark Team guys get here first—stepped right into their trap?
With sound working experience, the Arasaka counterintelligence agent quickly realized the situation was dire. She confidently trusted her judgment and instincts.
She exited swiftly but did not get into the car immediately, instead circling it for a security check.
Only after ensuring no bombs were attached to the vehicle did she get in and, surrounded by bulletproof steel, finally heaved a sigh of relief.
"Damn… still got here too late?" Valerie could only assume she was too late, someone had already alerted the guy named A, or the Military Science people were on standby here.
The news conference by Military Science hadn't officially started, and Arasaka believed the exoskeleton was still with the Spark Team. Military Science should naturally be on the opposing side of those mercenaries, given their significant losses.
The other agent, acting as her driver, quickly started the car and asked: "What's wrong? Where to now?"
Valerie, with a stern face, said: "Wait a sec, don't pull too far away or the data connection will be cut off…"
After connecting directly to the Wild Wolf Bar's computer through the cameras, she immediately transmitted her Magic Puppet Program.
Confident in her hacking prowess, Valerie cautiously prepared to sever the data transmission of her network receiver at any moment, yet acted boldly.
She speculated that the opposing party was using the network to remotely control the cameras for surveillance. Any intrusion leaves traces.
Currently, she was trying to locate the control software hidden in the computer to trace the identity of her adversary.
The data stream in her prosthetic eye flickered rapidly, but Valerie's frown deepened.
Can't find it!?