()||9<黑屏1>0,10BGM_Empty: ()||<黑屏2>313:Late at night, Gene's Bar, Moscow. ()||AVG_20Winter_Bar_Cheering:Boisterous underground rap fills the entire hall. The barkeeper joins in on the lively conversations around him as he meticulously polishes wine glasses. ()Barkeeper||:...Hm? ()||Stop_AVG_loopAVG_whitenoise:Pzzt—the feed of sexy women dancing that is playing on the hanging screen suddenly grows blurry and distorted. +Then it completely dissolves into static. ()||:The customers boo and voice their discontent, but the barkeeper simply smirks to himself. ()Barkeeper||GF_21winter_avg_nightbar:Maggie, it's been a while. ColtWalker(1)Maggie||:Mhmm. ()||:A woman has appeared out of nowhere. She sits down at the bar counter and seems completely at home. ()Barkeeper||:If you keep toying with my screen, you'll end up killing it for good. ColtWalker(1)Maggie||:Haha, don't worry. +I never make any bad deals. ()||AVG_Button_Click:Maggie taps the signal jammer on her waist with a finger, and the sexy ladies resume their dirty dancing on the screen. ColtWalker(1)Maggie||:You know the drill. Same place, same order. ColtWalker(1)Barkeeper<同时置暗>||:Alright. ()||AVG_footsteps_cave:Maggie walks over to an inconspicuous corner and waits for her drink. ()||Stop_AVG_loop:The barkeeper soon serves up a shot of tequila and a small plate with salt and lemon slices. ColtWalker(1)Maggie||:Thanks. ()||ClothingUp:Maggie places a pinch of salt on the crook of her left thumb, then she picks up the delicate shot glass with her right thumb and index finger together with a slice of lemon in between her middle and ring fingers. ()||AVG_20Winter_Drink_Tea:After licking the salt, she knocks back the tequila. ColtWalker(1)Maggie||:Ah—Fantastic! ()||AVG_20Winter_Door_Car_Close:Maggie lets out a long sigh, then slumps into the table head-first. ()||AVG_20Winter_Bar_Cheering_V2:The barkeeper keeps polishing his wine glasses while the other customers keep chattering loudly about nothing in particular. Nobody pays any attention to a Doll getting drunk here. +After all, this is a bar. Such places have no shortages of drunkards. ()||<黑屏1>BGM_EmptyStop_AVG_loop: ()||<黑屏2>527:"Colt Express", inside Maggie's neural space. ()||GF_2022_Summer_AVG_1:Gaslights, oil paintings, a wooden table—this place is a practically perfect recreation of a western locomotive from the last century. Even the view outside the window shows a savannah at night stretching as far as the eye can see. +If there were any real cowboys left, they would feel right at home on board the Colt Express. +That's right, it's even named after the most beloved revolver of all cowboys. ColtWalker(1)Maggie||:Something seems to be missing. ()||AVG_20Winter_Whistle:Maggie snaps her fingers, and a glass of whiskey appears on the table as an apéritif. ColtWalker(1)Maggie||:...Mhmm, now we're talking. +Let's get to work, Catherine, Quimby. NPC-Scalper(3)Catherine<通讯框>||AVG_tele_connect:Hold on, Maggie. Where did you leave your body? At that bar? NPC-Scalper(3)<通讯框>;ColtWalker(1)Maggie||:Yeah, there's so much to do, I couldn't wait for you to get here. NPC-Scalper(3)Catherine<通讯框>;ColtWalker(1)||:You may be a regular at the bar... but it doesn't feel very safe leaving your body unguarded... NPC-Scalper(3)<通讯框>;ColtWalker(1)Maggie||:Stop fretting. The barkeeper won't let anyone drag me off. NPC-Scalper(3)Catherine<通讯框>;ColtWalker(1)||:I know he can be trusted, but... NPC-Scalper(3)<通讯框>;ColtWalker(1)Maggie||:But what? Who are you to question my security awareness? My body has gone missing on your watch at least three times. NPC-Scalper(3)Catherine<通讯框>;ColtWalker(1)||:Hey, we agreed—no raking over the ashes! NPC-Scalper(3)<通讯框>;ColtWalker(1)Maggie||:Where's Quimby? NPC-Quimby(0)Quimby<通讯框>;ColtWalker(1)||:I'm ready, Mistress! +Transaction data have been refreshed. NPC-Quimby(0)<通讯框>;ColtWalker(1)Maggie||:How long will it take to convert all the credits into Sadis Gold? NPC-Quimby(0)Quimby<通讯框>;ColtWalker(1)||:Gold is a very popular commodity these days. I suppose everyone is sick of having every single transaction logged by the credit system. +I just ran some calculations. It will take 15 working days to convert all the credits, especially those from your stocks and real estate. NPC-Quimby(0)<通讯框>;ColtWalker(1)Maggie||:Right. Starting from today, all funds invested in Tequila Manufacturing can only be traded in cash. NPC-Quimby(0)Quimby<通讯框>;ColtWalker(1)||:No problem. Next up is the latest ledger. NPC-Quimby(0)<通讯框>;ColtWalker(1)Maggie||:Let me see. NPC-Scalper(1)Catherine<通讯框>;ColtWalker(1)||:How many digits is this... +Maggie!!! We're absolutely loaded!!! NPC-Scalper(1)<通讯框>;ColtWalker(1)Maggie||:...Don't get ahead of yourself. The money is only ours after it's completely transferred to our personal account. NPC-Scalper(0)Catherine<通讯框>;ColtWalker(1)||:Tsk, you don't give me my bonus in advance, and now you don't even let me celebrate ahead of time? NPC-Scalper(0)<通讯框>;ColtWalker(1)Maggie||:Well, let me give you even more good news. Someone keeps paying us big money. +While we've been chattering away, a private solicitor working for an aristocratic family just contacted me. NPC-Scalper(0)Catherine<通讯框>;ColtWalker(1)||:Hahahaha, you're a genius for coming up with this idea! ColtWalker(1)Maggie||:...I can't take credit for the idea. I simply like reading up on history. +People are very bad at learning from the past. ()||AVG_tele_connect:Ring— +Maggie's private communicator comes to life. ColtWalker(1)Maggie||:What is it, Nikolai? NPC-NervousMan(0)Nikolai<通讯框>||:Maggie, pay me the dividends for this month two days earlier. I need to take a trip to Germany. NPC-Scalper(3)Catherine<通讯框>||:... NPC-Quimby(0)Quimby<通讯框>||:... ColtWalker(1)Maggie||:It's alright, the jammer is on. You can see him, but he can't see you. NPC-Scalper(3)Catherine<通讯框>;ColtWalker(1)||:So what is this idiot trying to pull this time?! NPC-Scalper(3)<通讯框>;ColtWalker(1)Maggie||:Watch your attitude, Catherine. Whoever gives us money is our boss. +Fend him off using my comms. Make some conversation and try to change the subject. +Oh, and don't accept any invitations to balls or parties. Right now, every minute wasted is money wasted. NPC-Scalper(3)Catherine<通讯框>;ColtWalker(1)||:Right, I'll do my best. ColtWalker(1)Maggie||:Quimby, keep working. NPC-Quimby(0)Quimby<通讯框>||:Yes, ma'am. NPC-NervousMan(0)Nikolai<通讯框>||:Maggie? NPC-Scalper(0)Maggie<通讯框>||:I was just checking our accounts. +You should've asked earlier. We just finished putting our books in order this month. We'd have to start all over again if we made any changes. NPC-NervousMan(0)Nikolai<通讯框>||:Then just shift some funds from someone else. It's an emergency. NPC-Scalper(3)Maggie<通讯框>||:But we've already invested everything on hand... ()||:Nikolai's face darkens with obvious displeasure. ColtWalker(3)Maggie||:...Never mind. Catherine, go sort out the issue with the account that I told you about. +It took me way too long to patch things up the last time you started an argument with him. NPC-Scalper(3)Catherine<通讯框>||:Ugh, I'm really no good at dealing with morons like him. +Which account was it again? Give me the address. Seriously, why do we still need to authenticate large transactions offline? What era is this? NPC-Quimby(0)Quimby<通讯框>||:I've sent you the address! ()||ClothingUp:Catherine shrugs helplessly and starts sorting out the account with Quimby. +Maggie turns to address Nikolai through the comms. ColtWalker(2)Maggie||:As you know, your affairs are always a priority here. +But settling the accounts took a great deal of effort this time. It would be a massive headache if we had to start from scratch. +How about this? I'll transfer 200 shares in the venture capital company that you've got your eyes on to your name. Think of it as a subsequent investment. NPC-NervousMan(0)Nikolai<通讯框>;ColtWalker(2)||:Thank you for the suggestion, but I urgently need the cash right now. NPC-NervousMan(0)<通讯框>;ColtWalker(3)Maggie||:... +Do you mind telling me why the urgency? Let me see if I can come up with other alternatives. NPC-NervousMan(0)Nikolai<通讯框>;ColtWalker(3)||:I need to set up a new branch in Germany. NPC-NervousMan(0)<通讯框>;ColtWalker(2)Maggie||:Congratulations! Speaking of Germany... +I've got an idea. I will transfer part of the gold stocks from Germany to you. That way you won't need to worry about the exchange rate when you cash out over there. NPC-NervousMan(0)Nikolai<通讯框>;ColtWalker(2)||:...Fine. Then I'll be waiting for the transfer. This is the account I'm using. +I've sent you the details. Take a look. ColtWalker(3)Maggie||:Catherine, get on it. NPC-Scalper(3)Catherine<通讯框>||:Okay. ()||BGM_EmptyAVG_21Winter_Click_Keyboard:Catherine starts typing away at her console, but then she freezes and looks up. NPC-Scalper(3)Catherine<通讯框>||:Hold on a sec— +Maggie, something's wrong... ()||GF_21winter_avg_betrayAVG_tele_disconnect:Pzzt— +Catherine's screen suddenly dies. ColtWalker(4)Maggie||:...Quimby, wipe all the data. NPC-Quimby(0)Quimby<通讯框>||:Yes, ma'am! ()||AVG_whitenoise:Quimby immediately executes the data destruction protocol, but the system notification sounds are all choppy and garbled. NPC-Quimby(0)Quimby<通讯框>||:...protocol... initiated. NPC-Quimby(0)<通讯框>;ColtWalker(3)Maggie||:Is there a system malfunction...? NPC-Quimby(0)Quimby<通讯框>;ColtWalker(3)||:M-Mistress... y... you are breaking up... NPC-Quimby(0)<通讯框>;ColtWalker(3)Maggie||:Me? +... +...I got... disconnected... NPC-Quimby(0)Quimby<通讯框>||:Mag... gie...! ()||:The hardwood flooring in the carriage becomes soft like a giant marshmallow. Maggie watches as her surroundings dissolve into a puddle of nonsense and gradually loses consciousness... ()||<黑屏1>: ()||<睁眼>313:Maggie opens her eyes and finds herself slumped over a table in the corner of the bar. ()||Select:She can clearly sense a cold metal object pressed against the back of her head. ColtWalker(3)Maggie||:... ColtWalker(3)Barkeeper<同时置暗>||:Maggie... ()||:Maggie looks up and sees that the barkeeper, who currently has his arms in the air, is being held hostage by a few armed goons. ColtWalker(1)Maggie||:What's going on? ColtWalker(1)Barkeeper<同时置暗>||:... ()||AVG_footsteps_cave:A self-important man strolls casually behind the bar counter. He picks up a transparent shot glass and pours himself a vodka. ()Vicious Man||Stop_AVG_loop:Allow me to explain. +Maggie, Baba Lyuba sends her regards. ()||:Maggie tilts her head and spots the tattoos on the man's arm. +In fact, every inch of exposed skin on the man's body, not just his arm, is covered in tattoos. +A myriad of skulls, the stars on his knees, the smoking man with a scar... ColtWalker(3)Maggie||:...Vory v Zakone. ()||AVG_va_addingredient:Cold liquor pours from above and splashes onto Maggie's face. +The "thief in law" watches as the vodka flows out of the bottle in his hand with amusement. ()||AVG_File_Put:When the bottle is empty, he hurls it straight at the barkeeper. ColtWalker(1)Maggie||:... +I don't believe I've made your acquaintance. ColtWalker(1)Thief in Law<同时置暗>||:Nikolai Vasilyevich. I gather you know that name? ColtWalker(1)Maggie||:He's my client, nothing more. ColtWalker(1)Thief in Law<同时置暗>||:So transferring your clients' personal assets is your way of doing business? ()||:The Vor leans forward with a friendly smile— ()||AVG_Broken_Glass:Slam—then he grabs a wine bottle and breaks it over Maggie's head. +The burgundy wine mixes with Maggie's blood and drips down her face, but she retains her alluring smile. ColtWalker(1)Maggie||:Since this is the first time you're doing business with me, there are a few things that you may not be aware of. ()||:A coin is suddenly flicked out of Maggie's hand. ColtWalker(1)Maggie||:There's only one rule in my shop— +No credit. ()||<黑屏1>: ()||<黑屏2>9: ()||AVG_21Winter_Open_Light:Snap—the dimly-lit bar is plunged into utter darkness. ()Thief in Law||:Catch that bitch! Don't let her get away! ()||<黑屏1>: