"Last night, the BioTech Tower was attacked by an unknown gang. This group infiltrated the top floor of the tower and stole prototype data for BioTech's latest product. According to BioTech personnel, this prototype is an expensive product created using the latest technology. It is a type of food ingredient, valued at around 500,000 euros. The gang took advantage of insider information leaked by a company mole, planning the heist in advance."
"Fortunately, BioTech's internal security staff reacted swiftly, trapping two criminals on the top floor and preventing their escape. They were eventually forced to jump from the building, falling to their deaths. Their bodies were taken away by their accomplices."
"It is rumored that BioTech has begun investigating its employees, attempting to find the mole who leaked the information."
"Military Tech has issued a statement expressing regret over the incident involving its partner. As an important strategic partner of BioTech, Military Tech has offered to provide a full upgrade to BioTech's security system, generously offering a 30% discount on the upgrade costs."
"Moreover, as the leading global company in the military sector, Military Tech strongly condemns such acts of violent terrorism, announcing that any company choosing to upgrade their security system with Military Tech will receive a 5% discount."
"As the world's best employer, Military Tech..."
On the holographic television, a female host with light blonde hair, dressed in a pink form-fitting OL skirt, spoke endlessly about what happened at BioTech Tower last night.
At first, her speech gave some insight into the events, but as the segment progressed, she increasingly praised Military Tech, almost shamelessly.
Lin Mo couldn't be bothered to continue watching. He picked up the remote control, changed the channel, and then tossed the remote aside, letting it fall on someone's lap.
"Hey, you're not going to keep watching?" David asked with a bowl of porridge in hand, looking at his friend in confusion.
It was 9 AM, and instead of going home, Lin Mo had gone to David's place to spend the night after the events of the previous evening.
The reason was simple: his sister had been working overtime recently. When he returned home, he'd be alone, so he decided to take the opportunity to stay at David's place and hang out.
Additionally, Lin Mo wasn't without injury from the previous night, but thanks to his legendary armor and bio-armor, many bullets had been stopped at the surface, causing little harm.
These small wounds needed time to heal, and since his sister might spot them through the surveillance cameras at home, Lin Mo decided to stay with David for the night instead.
Although it felt a bit strange for David to have someone else stay over, coincidentally, his mother was working overtime and hadn't returned home, so Lin Mo took the bed, and David slept on the sofa.
After all, David thought, "He's going to be my boss one day, so it's better to 'grin and bear it.'"
By the time morning came, David, still groggy, saw that Lin Mo had already gotten up and was sitting on the sofa watching TV, with two servings of breakfast prepared—he didn't even know when they had been made.
Though curious about where the extra dishes and ingredients had come from, David didn't think too much about it and cheerfully started eating the porridge.
The "fast food" was quite common in Night City, and David had used this type of dish at the Arisaka Academy before, so it wasn't unfamiliar to him.
"This porridge is really good, is there more? By the way, where did the ingredients come from? I don't remember seeing them at home," David asked.
"It's a synthetic packaged food, specifically designed as a special convenience food for Chinese people. Just use your microwave to heat it up, and it's ready," Lin Mo casually explained.
"How much is a bag?" David asked, curious.
"It was delivered by courier, with shipping included, it cost 250 euros a bag," Lin Mo explained.
At hearing the price, David winced, and his mouth twitched. He complained, "You really are something else..."
"Right back at you," Lin Mo retorted.
With that, their usual banter began again. David was slightly ahead at first, but Lin Mo quickly turned the tables with his sharp tongue. The verbal back-and-forth ended with David feeling frustrated.
"Alright, I won't argue with you anymore. Tell me, what brought you to my place last night? You have so many wounds—are you being chased by enemies?" David shifted the topic back to the serious matter.
He remembered the events from the night before.
With heavy rain falling outside, David had been bored, watching the rain, his mother working late, and spending the evening alone in the house. The temperature inside had dropped, and the sound of the rain outside was like a lullaby. But he couldn't sleep.
Then, unexpectedly, the doorbell rang. After a moment of confusion, David opened the door and found Lin Mo, drenched from the rain, walking in without saying a word.
The image of him, soaked, with hair matted down, reminded David of a drenched rooster.
After a simple "I need to use your bathroom," Lin Mo quickly went in to freshen up. When he came out, he was in a tank top, showing some of the injuries on his strong body.
As for "Why are you here?"—seeing Lin Mo's exhausted face, David didn't ask and just let his future boss rest. It was late, after all.
When David asked about last night, Lin Mo didn't answer right away. Instead, he asked, "Before we get to that, what do you think about the news just now?"
"What else could there be to think about? Some unknown terrorists attacked the company tower, right? I'll say this: they did a great job," David laughed, unable to stop himself.
Lin Mo nodded but didn't reply, thinking to himself, "Just as I expected."
The aftermath of the previous night's events had unfolded exactly as he predicted.
Faraday's backers had gotten the data they wanted, the mission was completed perfectly, and Faraday was happy because the job went smoother than expected.
Biotech's stock price inevitably dropped, but it didn't fall enough to anger them.
Since the incident was classified as a terrorist attack, what valuable data could these terrorists have stolen? The stock price drop was manageable and didn't push them to desperation.
However, this was still a blow to Biotech's reputation. Afterward, Mann had advised Lin Mo to lay low for a week or two and not make too many waves.
As for the consequences, the military tech company behind it all wasn't going to let their strategic partner, Biotech, trace it back to them. Faraday would cover their tracks, unless Biotech's team was dead-set on getting revenge.
In the end, both Military Tech and Faraday got what they wanted, and Mann and the others managed to avoid disaster. Lin Mo had turned the potential tragedy into a victory.
The only one left wounded in this world was Biotech.
And the dirt that Sasha transmitted to News 54, as Lin Mo had predicted, was never broadcast.
As a major corporation, Biotech had ties with many other companies, and such small "dirt" could easily be suppressed.
"Seems to prove the saying, 'All crows are the same color,'" Lin Mo remarked.
"What are you talking about?" David asked, looking confused.
"Nothing, I was just saying it's time to assign you some work. Today's Sunday, which means it's your work time," Lin Mo said with a serious expression.
"Ah!" David slapped his forehead, his face falling as he realized he almost forgot.
Since he had agreed to Lin Mo's job offer, his happy Sunday had flown away.
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