Cyber ​​psychosis is my girlfriend

A gray van drove in from outside the iron gate, and the dilapidated road was rough and difficult.

The gates were opened by two gunmen, who then closed them again after the vehicle had passed.

The van stopped at the edge of the clearing.

Turn off the fire.

A man wearing a hat and bowing his head got out of the car and couldn't see his face.

Wrapped under a gray-black coat.

The building in front of me was pitch black, but there was a yellow light coming from the end of the downward stairs.

separated by a wall.

Outside the wall is a lively night market, full of gangsters walking around, and customers who are very cautious when speaking despite the bustle.

Deals on the bright side are not mentioned, and they always go to the dark to make bargaining gestures.

The Maelstrom Gang walked through the streets in a high-profile way, laughing wildly, but said nothing, just a group of eyeless people with meaningful expressions, and left in a conflict that was about to break out.

Wearing masks, the Tiger Claws are domineering, holding a dick in their hands, like local bullies, patrolling their storefronts.

There are also many small gangs that cannot be named, or mercenary gunmen who are not easy to mess with, shuttling through the crowd.

From time to time, an unlucky guy who lost something would appear, screaming and searching for the thief.

And inside the wall, it is as quiet as an old forgotten building, but there are many dangerous reflections in the dark, maybe it comes from the glowing prosthetic eye, the scope on the guide rail, or the metal prosthesis on the arm shell.

There are also sporadic people watching here, but they all keep their distance.

Just as the gray overcoat was about to go down the stairs, he saw a piece of paint on the wall move by itself.

It turned out to be a camera with optical camouflage.

He raised his eyes, half of his face was exposed, stared at the camera silently, and then continued to walk down.

It sinks little by little until it completely disappears from sight.

"Sergey Mikhailovich Akayev, that's him."

On a tall building thousands of meters away, almost an integral part of the skyline, a window made a sound.

【Target Lost】was displayed on the HUD, Suzi rolled her eyes and said.

"It's not in vain."

Luo Qi on the side chuckled, heaved a sigh of relief, ate the last half of the sandwich in his hand, and sent a message.

"Regina, here comes the person you are looking for."

Chapter 750 The Evil Ghost in the Smoke

"Sergey Mikhailovich Akayev...ah, what a long name, who remembers it?"

Looking at the message displayed by the village, Luo Qi stumbled and finished saying the awkward name.

"That name sounds like a joke."

"... Maozi? So what does Maozi mean?"

Despite the help of the translation plug-in, Suzi still did not understand this word full of pinyin flavor.

And why on earth Maozi is translated as Westerner (Westerner).

"Maybe you mean the Russians?"

Luo Qi was also taken aback when asked.

He really hasn't studied why they are called Maozi, and this saying is extremely uniform across the country.

"To be precise, it should be the Eastern Slavs. The expansion of the Russian Federation and population migration are not limited to Eastern Europe."

Suzi corrected Luo Qi's statement.

Then the two looked at each other, still not knowing why they were called "Maozi".

"Hey, Muramasa."

Luo Qi thought for a while, and chose to give up thinking directly, "Why are the Eastern Slavs called Maozi?"

Then he watched Muramasa turn around for a while, and gave a long list of answers——

This name can be traced back to the Ming Dynasty.

At that time, the Dutch came to Guangdong, and the local people called the red-haired and white-skinned Western European Dutch the red-haired devil.

When the great powers headed by England in the Qing Dynasty invaded, the name of the red-haired devil evolved into a name for all European invaders, and it evolved into two abbreviations of "Maozi" and "guizi".

The Boxers in the late Qing Dynasty collectively referred to all foreigners with different skins and tongues as Maozi.

After entering the Guandong at the end of the Qing Dynasty, the title Maozi was brought to the Northeast. The white Europeans who came into contact with them most often were the Eastern Slavs of Tsarist Russia, so the Russians also began to be called Maozi Maozi.

After the founding of the People's Republic of China, the impression of foreigners was mainly concentrated on Soviet experts, so the scope of use was narrowed from all foreigners to only the East Slavs.

And it has been passed down to this day.

"Wow……"

Luo Qi made a loud voice.

"I didn't expect the origin of this word to exceed 400 years..."

Suzi nodded, thought for a while and said, "In that case, can Melissa and I be called Maozi?"

She is of mixed Japanese and American descent, while Melissa is a purebred Native American.

"Ah...it seems to be true."

Rocky stroked his chin.

According to the "Maozi" theory of fundamentalism, all crooked nuts with different skins and languages ​​can be called Maozi.

"But you have to be called half-haired, because you are a bastard... ouch!"

In the middle of speaking, he suddenly suffered a rocket head hammer.

Then she looked at Suzi with a "humming humming" expression.

After knowing the origin, the word Maozi does not sound very friendly!

"In fact, it has become a neutral word now."

Luo Qi tried to explain, "For example, Sharapova, she is called Maomei by me every time."

Then Suzi showed a look of "you are not bullying her for not knowing Chinese".

"Then do you know why... Maozi's full name is divided into three parts?"

Looking at the snickering Luo Qi, Suzi curled her lips, put her eyes behind the smart high-power sight again, and stared out the window.

"why?"

Luo Qi asked very cooperatively.

Of course, he really didn't know.

"First name + father's name + father's surname, this is the origin of the three-stage formula."

Suzi's side face was facing him, her lips were slightly opened and closed under the moonlight reflecting the light, "For example, Tolstoy, we actually called him by his father's surname instead of his first name."

"..."

Rocky rubbed his nose.

This woman is so damn sweet. Although she has been with her for so long, she can always amaze herself in an inadvertent moment.

"Well, you read Tolstoy too?"

Then he saw Suzi turn her head, with the expression of "Do you want to listen to what you are talking about".

"I just missed it when I was a teenager. I didn't play crazy all day long in my childhood. I read some books anyway. Who doesn't know Tolstoy?"

Suzi sighed, "There are too many illiterates in Night City, and few people love to read."

This is the common hobby of the three of them. In theory, there should be no attributive words, but there are really few people in Night City who are willing to sit down and read a book, so this hobby has become a niche.

Melissa is taking a supplementary course on the basic theory of military science and technology recently. If she doesn't understand, she will ask Suzi.

Suzi reads everything, but she seldom reads those old works that are full of bitterness and hatred. Instead, she reads some books that cultivate her sentiments, such as "Walden Pond" recommended to her by Luo Qi.

"Unfortunately, the lake closest to us is on the border of Las Vegas. It has become a stinking ditch decades ago. It is worse than Laguna Bay. If I go to that kind of lake, I will definitely not be in the mood to go boating, but behind my house There is a small mountain, my father built a tree house for me when I was a child, but now I don’t know what happened?"

This is what she said out of feeling at the time.

After all, seeing Thoreau's semi-savage life in the mountains and forests, there is really a sense of remoteness in the Arabian Nights, and this feeling is especially strong in Night City.

So Luo Qi asked her if she would take time to go back and have a look.

But she refused.

"Actually, there was nothing to be nostalgic about before. Letting it live in my memory is the greatest contribution to me."

The former Suzi definitely wouldn't say such things, but after staying with Luo Qi for a long time, she also has a different kind of open-mindedness... and the indifference and carelessness of "love whoever the fuck" is.

I don't know if it's a good thing or not.

Suzi's family was bombed when they left their residence and tried to escape to the west.

The air power and ground forces of the Free State Army turned the local interstate into a road of death.

Numerous car wreckages were distorted in the explosion, living people became burning coke, and the ground was full of shocking craters and huge craters, winding out for several kilometers.

For Suzi, good memories come to an end when she leaves home and embarks on a journey.

What followed was an endless nightmare.

That being the case, it's better to leave those things before the node of the happy ending, and turn them into memorable fragments forever, lest I accidentally negate my entire previous life.

But Luo Qi has always had a doubt.

Not about Suzi, but about the Free State Army—

Why would they choose to bomb their own citizens?

There are many forces participating in the unification war, and the management on the front is chaotic and the information is chaotic. In the later stage, there are often oolong situations of "beating the friendly army".

In that case, who actually bombed the fleeing convoy on the highway?And who gave this order?For what purpose?

Everything is unknown.

Suzi couldn't tell either.

Because by the time she really started to think about this issue, it was already after leaving military technology.

Before that, she just obediently and numbly obeyed orders, becoming a ruthless killing machine, fighting for the new America and military technology.

After waking up, the more I thought about it, the more confused I became.

Fighting for a new America, for justice, freedom, democracy and human rights is nonsense.

Instead, they regarded her and thousands of soldiers like her as consumables.

Since the first Middle East war more than 100 years ago, the United States has never fought a just war in the true sense, and has never taken the lives of soldiers seriously. What they care about is high compensation and domestic polls .

In Night City, where there are no such restrictions, military technology is simply insane. It is no wonder that they are so eager to return to Night City.

No matter how bad Arasaka is, Luo Qi feels that it is definitely not a good thing to let military technology succeed.

Now Arasaka is in dire straits because of the homeland, and military technology is deeply trapped in the Republic of Texas.

Then those people in the Russian Federation actually wanted to get involved.

It really hit the nail on the head.

Luo Qi made a small complaint about the political sense of those old men. All the stupid, black and thick are fake. There is no big country in the world that lasts because of cleverness and luck.

These invisible wars in the dark, as well as the smoky wars in the open, almost run through the entire human civilization.

Like this unexpected guest.

"Jeff... er, what's his name, Jeff?"

Luo Qi had just pronounced his name not long ago, and then forgot it in a blink of an eye.

I can't remember faces, I can't remember names, and I can't match numbers if I remember them, especially this kind of smelly and long one.