Archived Conversation: John Doyle and Arthur Baker
"Archived Conversation: John Doyle and Arthur Baker" – email from Cyberpunk 2077. JOHN DOYLE: Case closed. The girl from 6th Street was working with the Valentino. ARTHUR BAKER: Give me a break – we watched them for less than a minute. There's no way you got more from that than me.
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JOHN DOYLE: Case closed. The girl from 6th Street was working with the Valentino.
ARTHUR BAKER: Give me a break – we watched them for less than a minute. There's no way you got more from that than me.
JOHN DOYLE: You see, Arthur, but you do not observe. Big difference.
ARTHUR BAKER: Is that so? Then please do enlighten me. How do you know they flatlined our client's sister?
JOHN DOYLE: The Valentino's shirt was dark with sweat, indicating she was in a hurry. The slight scrape on her neck meant she had recently jacked into the Net with shaky hands.
ARTHUR BAKER: You got all that from one quick scan?
JOHN DOYLE: Sigh... No, Arthur.
JOHN DOYLE: I bought the Sixer girl a drink and slipped in a pill
JOHN DOYLE: She sang like a bird after that. All the little details. Is it a crime to want to wow you with my powers of deduction for a moment? Omne ignotum pro magnifico.
ARTHUR BAKER: Wait are you serious? Now she knows you! She'll have more sixers on our tail in no time!
JOHN DOYLE: No need to panic, dear Arthur. I've done this dozens of times.
JOHN DOYLE: She won't remember a thing, I guarantee it.
ARTHUR BAKER: I sincerely hope you're not wrong.
JOHN DOYLE: Relax.
JOHN DOYLE: I'm never wrong.
ARTHUR BAKER: Give me a break – we watched them for less than a minute. There's no way you got more from that than me.
JOHN DOYLE: You see, Arthur, but you do not observe. Big difference.
ARTHUR BAKER: Is that so? Then please do enlighten me. How do you know they flatlined our client's sister?
JOHN DOYLE: The Valentino's shirt was dark with sweat, indicating she was in a hurry. The slight scrape on her neck meant she had recently jacked into the Net with shaky hands.
ARTHUR BAKER: You got all that from one quick scan?
JOHN DOYLE: Sigh... No, Arthur.
JOHN DOYLE: I bought the Sixer girl a drink and slipped in a pill
JOHN DOYLE: She sang like a bird after that. All the little details. Is it a crime to want to wow you with my powers of deduction for a moment? Omne ignotum pro magnifico.
ARTHUR BAKER: Wait are you serious? Now she knows you! She'll have more sixers on our tail in no time!
JOHN DOYLE: No need to panic, dear Arthur. I've done this dozens of times.
JOHN DOYLE: She won't remember a thing, I guarantee it.
ARTHUR BAKER: I sincerely hope you're not wrong.
JOHN DOYLE: Relax.
JOHN DOYLE: I'm never wrong.
