Falco's voice came over the comms. "Rebecca! Get back to your car quickly. Maine's crew has already broken out. Be ready to leave at any moment!" It was no wonder only Falco saw this so clearly; he was the only one not fighting.
This time, Maine didn't jump the wall but charged directly from the main entrance. The woman beside him was also fighting like a maniac. Her ammunition exhausted, she was now using a knife to slit people's throats. Blood spurted everywhere she passed.
Falco didn't recognize who she was, but at least she was an ally, as she was killing Arasaka personnel. He didn't know that this was actually Dog Brother controlling Miss Heather's body, a grim reaper descending.
Kiwi also had prosthetics, so carrying an adult man while running was not difficult. After tossing the netrunner who had actively destroyed the server into the back seat of Rebecca's car, all three female netrunners were now gathered in Falco's van.
Lucy spoke very quickly. At this point, everyone had resumed normal communication, and the phone was off. "Why don't the three of us overload the cameras around here?"
Kiwi was very calm and had already started her chip at high speed. Lucy's gaze fell on Heather, whose face was covered in blood. At this moment, Dog Brother was still controlling the body.
He was fearless in combat, but asking him to handle netrunning was almost asking for his life. Dog Brother pleaded mentally, "Heather! Get online quickly. I've already released the permissions! Dog Brother knows nothing about netrunning!"
Although Heather was currently in the sub-consciousness plane, she knew exactly what Dog Brother did and said. She deliberately played mischievous, not taking over her body. Dog Brother's expression twisted. Lucy looked at him confusedly.
He stammered, making an awkward expression that didn't belong to Heather, and scratched the back of his head. "Uh... that... the fight just now was too intense, I need to recover... catch my breath, ha ha ha!" In his mind, he just wanted to curse Heather out.
"I'm telling you, you dead Heather! Are you playing with me? Hey, you... if you keep this up, I'll take off my clothes! Let Maine, this big man, see your little titties!"
Heather's pupils flashed red once, and she instantly came online, saying to Lucy, "I'm hacking now!" On the other side, she was also cursing Dog Brother in her mind. "Dead dog! You're not satisfied just looking yourself, are you? You want other men to see? Are you asking for a beating?"
Dog Brother's image flickered out, and he wagged his index finger at Heather. "Tsk tsk tsk, I wonder who it was, so shy, didn't want to shower the first week we met, got smellier day by day."
Heather was very displeased. "I'm a girl, okay! You're not my boyfriend! Is it wrong that I don't want you to see?"
Dog Brother continued to tease. "Oh, come on, didn't you shower later anyway?"
Heather was annoyed, but she didn't show any emotion in the real world; otherwise, it would be difficult to explain to Maine's crew. "Damn it! Are you being reasonable? You won't leave my head. What can I do? Never shower in my life?"
Dog Brother stopped being mischievous. "Hey, I was just messing with you. Who told you to mess with me first? I know your helplessness, and I can't help it either, so you later developed the skill of showering with your eyes closed.
Seriously, Heather, my carrier, which is the biological chip, can keep your neural pathways active. If I could, I wouldn't want to invade your privacy like this. I'm sorry."
"Hmph," Heather replied. "I didn't really blame you. If your true form looks like your virtual image, you'd better return to your true form and be responsible for me then."
Dog Brother was a little embarrassed. "You're such a lookist."
Lucy interrupted their mental conversation. "Good! Almost done, but it needs to continue so Corpo Plaza personnel can't trace anything."
Heather was also contributing, and with Lucy and Kiwi, it was almost impossible to track them.
An hour later, in the underground power room of a certain building. Everyone was there. Kiwi was outwardly fiddling with the netrunner device, but she was actually already on the phone with Lucy, who was facing her.
"Lucy, this Arasaka netrunner, we'll take turns, switching every 2 hours, until we extract his information. Don't give Miss Heather a chance, I don't trust her. In Night City, it's best not to trust anyone, let alone strangers."
Lucy responded on the phone. "Don't worry, I don't trust her either, but her active performance in combat today has impressed Maine. She's really good at fighting. It's the first time I've seen a netrunner who can fight so well."
Maine looked very tired. After all, the combat rhythm just now was very fast, and he had also used various hormone drugs to boost his state. Once the drugs wore off and he calmed down, he would feel even more exhausted. He said weakly, "Everyone go back and rest first. I'll contact Faraday after the results are out, haaaah..."
After a long yawn, Maine turned around. Heather looked at the power room, which had been converted into a secret base, and felt very emotional. There were many devices here, looking dilapidated. The Arasaka netrunner was lying on a long bench, with many wires connected to his body and head. Kiwi, who was highly connected to him, was also in a similar state.
Lucy spoke to Heather, quite politely. "Miss Heather, the Arasaka netrunner has been given a large amount of sedatives. The rest is up to us. You can go back and rest first. He won't be able to hold out. Once the information is unlocked, I'll contact you immediately. Then you can ask Faraday for your mission reward."
Heather hummed and nodded in acknowledgment. After saying goodbye to the others, she drove back to her high-end apartment in Corpo Plaza. Just after taking a shower, wrapped in a bath towel, she finally opened her eyes, turned on her small tablet, and started browsing videos.
As she scrolled, she relaxed more and more, propping her legs up on the bed. Her fair, tender legs looked round and supple, appearing even more beautiful in the dim light.
Dog Brother appeared, whistling. "I could play with these beautiful legs for a whole year."
"Dead Dog Brother!" Immediately, Heather pulled up the blanket to cover her beautiful legs.
Dog Brother continued. "Seriously, I don't recommend you keep adding more cyberware. Enough is enough. Look at the women on the streets of Night City. They're modified like robots, with no feminine beauty at all. Hey, don't let your legs look so tender. They're actually very powerful, completely capable of meeting combat needs."
Heather naturally knew Dog Brother was hinting at her, but she couldn't directly lash out at him. His words also perfectly fit the evaluation of the combat in the Arasaka facility just now. "Did you enjoy killing just now? My legs are going to be in agony tomorrow morning, definitely over-exercised."
"There's no helping that, life is important," Dog Brother replied. "You should go to the gym more often in the future. If your physical ability is stronger, you'll be able to unleash my combat power even more... Hey, don't add any more prosthetics."
"Nyah nyah nyah!" Heather stuck out her tongue.
Their bickering continued. With a ding, a message from David Martinez arrived...