Cyber ​​psychosis is my girlfriend

Luo Qi didn't know the relationship between the suit dog and Claire, who was not arrogant but had undisguised disdain in his eyes.

But there must be stories he doesn't quite know.

Especially thinking of what Claire said, the driver who died in the race last year.

Luo Qi had a clear conscience, after all, that guy wanted him dead on the track just now.

If he hadn't crashed his head on the bridge pier and died, then Luo Qi's itinerary would have one more plan in the next few days.

No matter what Claire's attitude is, Luo Qi will not let Sampson survive to the second game anyway.

As for what came back in the game to retaliate openly...

If the opponents choose to strike first, then Luo Qi will not consider gentle means.

A car bomb sent him to the sky at the gate of the company, directly lit a big firework and sent his torn body to take a dirt plane.

But since the other party is dead, there is nothing to say.

After getting the ticket to the final, Luo Qi lost his mind about the remaining qualifying rounds.

unless……

He turned his head and looked at the two owners of the vehicle that bumped into him just now.

The other party looked back provocatively, but obviously lacked confidence.

Three strikes and one is counter-killed, will you play?

Roach is a magnanimous man, and if these two guys are going to play in the next race, then he doesn't mind two more accidents on the track.

If the serious car competition can't kill people, then it's a big deal to arrange for Suzi to drive a bomb drone halfway along the road and send them directly to the destination with a "one-way ticket without return".

If Luo Qi in the past would still think that such methods are a bit too cruel, but now Luo Qi, who has been influenced by the "good environment" of the violent terrorist mobile team, feels that it is useless to kill the opponent with vehicle-mounted rockets or ground-to-ground anti-vehicle missiles. Already the greatest kindness.

After looking around and confirming that there is no threat, whether it is the contestants or the audience, whether it is the organizer or the host, they only think that this is a "terribly unlucky" track tragedy, and Luo Qi is relieved.

This is indeed the case, otherwise how can it be called the title of "Death Rally".

Every year, more than a few players die in the game, which is another kind of spectacle.

Contestants enjoy the glory and prize money of victory, and the thrill of near death, while the audience is excited to watch and cheer for it all.

It may sound a little perverted, but this kind of underground competition actually served as the "arena" of the year.

To vent people's oppressed emotions that are almost deformed, especially in this city that cannot be measured by general standards.

Underground racing, underground casino, underground black boxing...

Not only Night City, this is almost a common thing all over the world.

Luo Qi also heard of a very interesting boxing match.

Local tyrants from all over the world, with their carefully selected and trained boxers from all over the world, went to fight against each other in lawless places all over the world.

That might sound like a big deal, but think about it.

It's just a super evolved version of "fighting cock" and "fighting grasshopper" - "fighting man".

The life of the rich may be boring.

Anyway, Luo Qi is not a rich man, and he thinks life is quite interesting, at least he has nothing to do to fight crime, so that he won't be so bored as to treat people as consumables.

"are you OK?"

Luo Qi looked at Claire who was leaning against the front of the car.

She hugged her shoulders, lowered her head, looked at the ground, and remained silent for a long time.

He saw a mixture of many expressions on her face, and it was hard to describe in words.

"Did I tell you about Dean before?" Claire frowned, and looked at Luo Qi with a calm look.

"No, no."

Luo Qi shook his head, "Who is he? Was your driver last year?"

"That's right, a good driver is also a good husband." Claire told the secret that Luo Qi didn't know.

Hearing this, Luo Qi couldn't help looking at the place where Sampson had a car accident. Although he was too far away to see the scene, he could imagine the gradually extinguishing flames and billowing black smoke.

The man named Dean also died on the track last year, but perhaps not so tragically.

Luo Qi seemed to understand the source of everything.

Claire's firmness in the game, his dedication to winning the championship, and the unspoken secrets hidden from him.

Maybe it's... hurting the scene?

Last year, Luo Qi hadn't come to Night City, and Claire's driver was still her living husband.

"The most considerate man I've ever met. Before the operation, we were friends." Claire lowered her eyes and shook her head slightly, not knowing whether she felt worthless for his death or missed the past years, "He took Narcissus came to see me in the hospital...he said, wish me a fresh start..."

It was not a simple operation, and Dean's visit to see her was not just a simple friendship.

Claire Russell is transgender.

If she hadn't told herself, Luo Qi couldn't have imagined that this heroic elder sister who looked like a 30-year-old had the same gender as her.

But it also makes sense, after all, the technology tree in this world is ridiculously crooked, and sex reassignment surgery is highly developed, which is not a rare thing.

What the man named Dean gave to Claire on the hospital bed was not the concern of coming to visit, but the hope of pulling her out of the self-doubt deep in her life when she restarted her life.

"Have you been married for a long time?" Luo Qi could hear the feeling that was not like an ordinary couple, which was deeply contained in Claire's long and sad tone.

"It's been 12 years, and he used to joke about our fifteenth anniversary..."

"Said he finally convinced me to get my first implant and had a surprise for me."

Claire's voice gradually choked up.

Luo Qi knew that this was the beginning of her falling into the sad memories of the past and the passing of beautiful phantoms.

"I was just going to ask you why you don't use implants." Luo Qi smiled softly and asked peacefully.

At this time, no matter how happy or sad it is, it is no different from Claire's mood. Only plain and sincere communication can soothe her mood in the gentlest way.

"I like machines, Lucky, very much. But I don't want to be a machine, isn't it weird?"

Claire's attention was indeed attracted, and the sadness in her eyes was slightly less intense.

"Strange?" Luo Qi shook his head.

"Everyone's preferences are different. Some people like to sit in a car, while others like to turn it upside down. Some people like to design cars, but no one ever denies their love for cars, and the same goes for machines."

"..." Claire didn't speak, but expressed his approval with his eyes, "Dean is the only one who can persuade me to install a prosthetic body, but...he probably will never have this chance, huh..."

There was a moment of silence between the two again.

"The accident just now reminded you of him?"

Luo Qi broke the deadlock first. He looked up and felt that the two of them were a bit out of tune with the cheering atmosphere around them.

It's as if the picture is in color at that part, but within three feet of the feet, it is like a faded black and white midnight, with some rustling old film grains.

Emotions are really contagious.

"Last year he died in a car race, the final."

Clareton paused, then looked away, "However, it was not an ordinary accident."

"Are you guilty? For his death."

Her emotions were so complicated that Luo Qi was a little difficult to disassemble.

"Guilty? No..."

Claire looked back again and said through gritted teeth.

"He was killed by a corporate scumbag—Peter Sampson, a dog and a pig."

But in the end, she let out another breath and sighed.

Pete... Sampson?

Luo Qi's expression became a little exciting.

The Sampson who was killed just now, and this Sampson...

Could it be the same person? ?

"Yes, it's him."

Claire's voice was a little more confused and a little helpless.

"It was the final straight sprint and Sampson was ahead of us."

"We all knew it was over, so Dean didn't bother with him..."

"Then the bastard pulled the handbrake, and Dean had to hit the brakes, and the car just went out of control."

As she spoke, her voice gradually decreased.

But Luo Qi couldn't help but glanced at the giant beast, and then at the way it looked.

In the Death Rally, as long as one can win, basically any insidious means are allowed to be used.

And what Sampson did to Dean at the time was nothing more than the most basic trick.

Luo Qi just took advantage of this "controllable loss of control" to pull out the three-way siege and interception.

But in the final straight sprint, the speed was basically [-], and most of them were close to [-].

Losing control at this speed is almost as bad as death sitting in your passenger seat.

Anti-lock brakes are useless after you start spinning, and only a straight line is the ideal environment.The front of the car tilted up, whether it should fly or have to fly, and the rest will be left to God.

Sampson tricked Dean to death in the game, and it was as simple as that.

The means are insidious, but in a death rally... reasonable.

Although Luo Qi didn't want to admit it, but including the behavior of the three cars cooperating to kill him just now, it was all allowed in the competition.

So in contrast, Sampson is dead, and no one will come to trouble him.

If Dean hadn't died, the bond between the two of them would have been closed.But Dean is dead, so this feud is in Claire's heart.

"So, Sampson deliberately braked and bumped you, and then killed Dean..."

Luo Qi nodded, "Then it's very simple. Let's kill him in the same way on the track, so it's over?"

And Sampson was indeed killed by him.

Claire just smiled helplessly, because she also understood that this hatred had finally come to an end.

"Who would have thought that he would die just like that, just like that."

She kind of hated Sampson for not living up to expectations.

After all, Xinniannian wanted to rush into the finals and kill the opponent with all his strength, but in the first qualifying match, he lost his braids.

Claire glanced at the smiling Luo Qi, feeling powerless.

"After taking revenge, do you suddenly feel like you have lost motivation?"

Luo Qi patted the tattered monster and said with a smile.

And Claire froze for a moment, then nodded with a complicated expression on his face.

"I didn't expect it to be so just right, maybe this is evil comes with evil."

Luo Qi comforted Claire, "What are you going to do next? Continue to participate in the following competitions, then win the championship in the final, and then take away the prize money and we will split [-]/[-]?"

"..."

Claire let out a sigh of relief and slapped her thigh hard.

"No, the competition is Dean's hobby. It would be different without him. I participated only for revenge. I'm sorry I lied to you..."

She shook her head, feeling a little guilty about her conscience.

"The monster is yours."

Luo Qi was suddenly stuffed with a car in his hand.

"You're not going to do something stupid, are you?"

He looked at Claire with a relieved expression, and said with some horror.