So he wanted to try hacking directly from the internet... That's what a top-notch hacker should do, staying at home and just looking through his server's stuff.
Back in the day, when Bartmos lay in the fridge, he had peeked through all the companies' secrets. Mercer wanted to learn that ability.
"Alright then... Oh, by the way, Ms. Wagako, there's something I want to ask about, regarding the father of those two kids."
After Mercer spoke, Wagako naturally understood who he was referring to.
"Sigh..."
Wagako sighed deeply, "I didn't expect they haven't moved on...
I sent their father on a mission related to Arasaka. He messed up and was discovered and then killed.
There was no other special reason, I can assure you of that.
His mission failed, and I was even troubled by it, let alone their father was my most favored mercenary at the time.
Of course, I investigated thoroughly to see if there was any foul play.
But the final result was that—life can't always be smooth and lucky. No matter how skilled a mercenary is, one slip-up costs them their life.
If you're asking about... for instance, who took money from their father's bank account or who emptied their home.
Well, I can tell you that now."
Wagako glanced at Mercer, her tone calm: "But you'd better think it over before you tell those two siblings, especially that little girl Rebecca.
You didn't bring them in, so you must already understand her and her brother's personalities."
Mercer nodded.
Only then did Wagako slowly recount the events of that year: "The money taken out of their father's account was done by his old lover.
That foolish woman thought she had acted discreetly and that her contacts were reliable.
But in the end, the money was siphoned out, and she ended up dead at the hands of her partner—after all, it was over three hundred thousand euros.
Yes, that partner's name was Iwai Shou, a member of the Tiger Claw Gang. Regrettably, he squandered the money quickly and later died in a street conflict.
The people who emptied the children's home are still alive, though.
Their father had spent lavishly back then, and whenever he was short on cash while out partying, he'd borrow from anyone.
He always thought he could repay quickly, so he borrowed a lot from someone named 'William James' for odd sums.
At the time, he didn't think much of this debt—a little interest, nothing more—and after one mission, he could easily repay both principal and interest.
But unexpectedly, he died suddenly, and afterward, this 'William James' went and cleaned out his house...
William now runs a casino in the Sixth Street Gang area, relying on his connections there. He's still in the business of casinos, loans, and small bars.
I don't know much more about him, but... Anyway, you handle it yourself. Be careful; he's quite established in the Sixth Street Gang."
Mercer nodded: "Thank you, Ms. Wagako. As for the mission you've sent me, I'll handle it with care. As for how long it will take, I need to review the information first."
"Alright, A, we'll be in touch by phone." Wagako smiled, giving Mercer her private number first, and Mercer picked up the storage chip, put it in his pocket, and turned to leave.
Stealing biotechnology, especially as Mercer plans to go big on this one, requires careful planning.
As Lucy always says, he's not alone now. No matter how bold he acts, he must first ensure his team's safety.
Therefore, Mercer must first verify the data himself, then verify the contents, and finally create a foolproof plan before taking action.
As soon as Mercer stepped out the door, as expected, Rebecca hurriedly came over, grabbing his arm with one hand: "Brother A, did you ask? About my old man's matter!"
"I asked, let's talk outside."
After saying this, Mercer walked out and took a glance at V.
V looked puzzled: "Why are you looking at me?"
"Just admiring your beauty, okay? Why so sensitive?" Mercer said.
"Oh, please, you're up to something. I can see it right away!" V said bluntly.
Mercer chuckled: "Beast's intuition, huh?"
"Uh-huh! So, what's up?" V folded her arms.
"I picked up a big job from Wagako, but I'm considering whether to take you along."
Mercer stated succinctly.
V's eyes sparkled, "No way! Brother A, tell me, what job? We've fought together a few times, where else will you find someone more reliable than me?"
"This one's risky and highly difficult, so I plan to do it with my own crew only... you know, preferably like Qiwei, who's officially joined my team."
After Mercer spoke, he stared directly at V, the implication crystal clear—come join my team.
His words made V roll her eyes, "Damn... So, give me a clue. If I join you, how much can I earn from this job?"
"Depends on your contribution, but I promise that those participating in this operation will at least earn a few tens of thousands of euros.
In my team, I plan to allocate 40% of the income from each mission for team expenses, like purchasing base equipment, rent, security facilities, and vehicles.
The remaining 60% will be distributed based on contribution.
Some of the equipment purchased for the base might be used for our team's development, like researching some software, hardware, prosthetic modifications, and if we come up with anything sellable, it counts as team assets.