Basketball god-level bastard

Chapter 13 013. A day in the life of NCAA investigator Tracy (for collection)
After Black Silber left the field, the Ramblers stopped being a monster.

The Loyola Ramblers lost their underpants, and Ron Lewis showed off his underpants, so it was a fair game.

Old Jim did not shake hands with Sadmata, but threw down a righteous sentence, "Under the rules, no one has privileges!"

"This old gangster is just as mentally ill as his players!"

Sadmata had no idea what he was referring to.

At the end of the game, Jim Whitesell backhanded a small report to the NCAA executives.

Soon, investigator Tracy arrived at Ohio State University.

As a rookie investigator, Tracy had a flash of inspiration. Instead of revealing her identity directly, she sneaked into the campus to collect evidence secretly.

"Student, have you followed the school basketball team? Tracy first stopped a female student who was dressed very brightly.

"Why should I answer your question?" the female student asked back.

Tracy lifted up his windbreaker to reveal the NCAA investigator's badge, and said mysteriously, "I'm investigating an incident, I hope you can cooperate..."

"Go to hell, uncle, or I'll be called a security guard." The female student sneered, chewing bubble gum, talking about things that can be chatted for ten knives, isn't this guy mentally retarded?

Tracy left in a hurry and found the next female student, who was more polite and just gave her the middle finger.

"Are all female college students so tough?"

Tracy thought this was not the same as the plot in the TV series.

NCAA bribery incidents are rare, because in the recruiting season, the coaches will more or less play the ball, but it must be investigated carefully when it comes to the top high school students in the United States.

The normal process is for investigators to take over the Buckeyes and collect evidence from both the team and the players' families.

It was the first time for Tracy to conduct an investigation. Instead of following the normal procedure, he pretended to be the FBI. He was lucky not to be caught by the campus security as a pervert.

After finding nothing for a long time, Tracy went to the arena dedicated to the Buckeyes.

The afternoon training hadn't started yet, only the old cleaners were sitting by the stands and taking a nap.

"Bro, can I ask you a question?"

The old cleaner only opened one eye, but didn't see what he wanted to see, so he closed it again, snoring even louder...

"Ahem, cough, brother, I have a question!" Tracy said again.

"I also have a question, are you an idiot?" The old cleaner snapped back unceremoniously.

Tracy flashed her badge.

The old cleaner snorted disdainfully.

"..." Tracy is just over 1.6 meters tall, which is considered short in the United States. Standing in front of a black uncle who is about 1.8 meters tall, she looks like a little chicken at a loss.

The old cleaner rubbed his fingers a few times.

Tracy reacted, and reluctantly took out a dollar from her wallet.

"Not enough!" "Ten knives?"

Seeing Tracy being so stingy, the old cleaner grabbed his wallet and grabbed a handful of change, and said with a smile on his face, "What's your problem?"

"Um, do you know the number five of this team?" "Yes, a student from the Celestial Dynasty."

"Then is his family rich?" Tracy asked excitedly.

Hearing this, the old cleaner smiled and said, "His wallet is shrunken than yours. I think he is just a poor student."

"Then how did he get into the school team?"

"Battle won." "Battle?"

The old cleaner nodded and described the situation that day vividly.

In Tracy's mind, an inspirational image of a poor boy who went to the ocean to chase his basketball dream, endured everyone's ridicule, fought with a powerful school team member, and then surprised everyone with his strength, won the first place in one fell swoop. .

"Who the hell is spreading rumors about No. [-]?" Tracy hated his teeth, because he remembered that he was also a poor student who loved basketball but was hindered by his height.

The old cleaner left, and Tracy sat on the stand in a daze.

Seeing No. [-]'s fat figure, Tracy immediately remembered the humiliation she had suffered in the past.

I saw Tracy grabbed Wu Hao's hands, and said with snot and tears, "Five, please keep fighting, and never feel inferior because of your size!"

"Uncle, who are you?" Wu Hao asked suspiciously.

"It doesn't matter who I am, what matters is that I know who you are, number five, come on, I will silently support you!" Tracy replied sternly.

"Wu Hao's fan?" Mike Conley and others were stunned.

Especially Greg Oden can't laugh because he doesn't have such a diehard fan, and Wu Hao is too stealing the limelight now...

"I thank you ha."

Wu Hao couldn't be happier, why isn't he a beauty fan?
Sadmata glanced at the unfamiliar Tracy, and thought of the official NCAA email he received today. Could this guy be an investigator...

"Excuse me, are you an investigator of the University Union?" Sade asked secretly.

Tracy wiped away tears and nodded.

"Then what should we do?" Thad thought it must be old Jim's trick.

"No need to do anything, I'm sorry, I interrupted your training..."

Tracy apologized and left without even making the usual inquiries.

"The style of this investigator is a bit different." Sade couldn't help complaining.

As soon as he walked out of the Buckeyes arena, Tracy tightened his windbreaker, looked up at the sunset, and said with a smile, "It's a beautiful day to chase your dreams..."

"Thad, when can I play?"

Greg Orden felt a sense of crisis from Wu Hao, and if he didn't play again, he might even be robbed of the top card.

"Your wrist has fully recovered?" Sadmata asked coldly.

Oden shook his head, but said confidently, "Thad, I can blow up those opponents with just one hand."

"Greg, you should trust your teammates." Sadmata did not doubt Oden's strength. He felt that the emperor could play with injuries, but it was not necessary.

"I just trust my teammates too much..."

Oden looked at the high-spirited Wu Hao, and suddenly felt that this kid won't even grab the No.
Thinking of this, Oden's heart skipped a beat, and he started more active recovery training.

"Wu Hao, you can just be proud for a few more days. When I play, you can rest. The Buckeyes are my team!"

The pleated spirit Auden's face is full of arrogance, it looks like the cannon fodder in the movie that one second thought he had won, and the next second he was killed by the hero...

A week later, the Buckeyes ushered in the Eastern Kentucky varsity team of the OVC League.

Although there is only one word difference between Kentucky and the famous basketball school, the strength of the two teams is vastly different.

Like the Loyola Ramblers, the Eastern Kentucky Colonels are composed entirely of non-NBA players, with average quality but no bright spots.

Oden, who was looking for a comeback, was rejected by Sademata. The reason is very simple. Eastern Kentucky is too weak, so why use a butcher's knife to kill a chicken?

(End of this chapter)