Cyber ​​psychosis is my girlfriend

In addition to the deliberately planned promotion, the considerable scale and grade of the competition, the media reporters preparing to enter the venue in advance, and even the performance of NCPD.

That's right.

They will no longer turn a blind eye to this illegal event where the NCPD is always acting as watchdog.

Instead, close both eyes, and cooperate with the behind-the-scenes organizers to perform a trick of "eyes staring like copper bells"——

A large number of contestants are eliminated and then arrested by NCPD authorities.

The sword held Guanghai and went to jail.

With regard to the participation of star drivers in illegal sports, as the "culprit is punished", it will enter a natural heat cooling stage, and finally completely disappear in the memory of the Internet.

"I see that you seem to have something to say?"

Seeing Luo Qi's expression was extremely rich, Melissa asked.

"I just want to say……"

Luo Qi showed a speechless expression, "Do you want to eat pancakes?"

There are many ways to solve the problem low-key, and even cheaper than this arrangement.

However, the price is the face of the sport.

Once their setting of "daring to challenge the legal authority" is broken, the audience, especially the followers who like "small gambling and joy", will have a rather ridiculous loss.

These are all real traffic and objective benefits.

Who the hell can bear it?

All in all, this crisis of public opinion is not only a hurdle that cannot be overcome, it is serious for some people with ulterior motives, and it is also an opportunity disguised as a crisis.

It is true to seek wealth and wealth in insurance.

An event that can definitely be regarded as a benchmark in the "top-wind criminal world", as well as the passionate performance of NCPD, is enough to make their adrenaline burst, and then they are completely captured.

And the outside world can't comment on anyone.

Because NCPD did something, those participants who disturbed the order also got the punishment and retribution they deserved.

But the money seems to be flowing more and more to these underground banks.

I don't know who came up with such a sinister trick, or it is a complex of deception of conspiracy and logic of conspiracy, it is simply perfect.

Even if Luo Qi was present, he knew that it was arranged, but he had no better choice than to be a tool man for the pursuers.

These desperadoes.

If caught, it is equivalent to being used by others.

If you don't arrest him, wouldn't you be incompatible with your status as a policeman?

Luo Qi felt that NCPD would not have any shame crisis.

They don't have that stuff at all.

In the past, I could turn a blind eye to others and act as a watchdog for the sake of remuneration, but now I can turn around and bite back according to the requirements of customers.

But no matter what, the sword holding Guanghai as a "sacrifice" must be gone.

This is one of the few pieces of good news.

But Luo Qi suddenly realized that it seemed that letting him die like this seemed a little too cheap for him.

He still doesn't know who is behind Jian Chi Guanghai.

And who took the life of Takuya Kenji and the computer memory chip.

His instinct told him that this must be a terrible case.

Luo Qi is not a righteous detective for the common people, but he will not just sit idly by.

A plan gradually took shape in his head, and then it got out of hand.

A trademark evil smile appeared on his face.

"What? Do you want to go? Indeed, those idiots from the NCPD can drive into the ditch on flat ground by themselves. If you want to stop those desperadoes, you have to come professionally."

Melissa saw that after Luo Qi read the information, the expression on his face was there like a PPT, switching repeatedly, so she couldn't help asking.

"Yes, I'm going."

Luo Qi did not hide his thoughts, but admitted it openly.

"But maybe it's a little different from what you think."

...?

Hearing what Luo Qi said, Melissa immediately showed a vigilant and suspicious expression.

"I warn you, don't come up with any new tricks, I don't want to wipe your ass again."

"of course."

Rocky replied with a smile.

As for whether he said "of course not" or "of course", only he himself knows.

Time is running out.

A new round of deathmatch will be held late tonight.

This is a game that requires multiple screenings of referees and auditions. Since Sampson's death, many people have shown extraordinary results in multiple games.

Their names are generally those very loud and unassuming nicknames.

Plus a car that has been modified by black technology and spray-painted with fancy and bizarre graffiti.

This is what they look like.

Rocky doesn't call those inexplicable orgies, but a lot of people are clearly on board.

Probably in a serious competitive sport, the routine of talking trash and creating people is absolutely sloppy to attract audiences and funds.

No wonder the United States is a country with a high degree of commercialization of sports.

Luo Qi saw it for himself, and it was indeed so.

Of course, their sports are not necessarily those formal events that can enter the room.

Death Speed, which is not the origin or specialty of Night City, but has been highly developed in Night City, is one of them.

Luo Qi had to send the car back to the factory for repairs every time after the chase.

Although it is said to be a police heavy-duty supercar, it is also something in the category of man-made technology after all, and the upper limit of collision durability is definitely limited.

It's just that Luo Qi doesn't plan to drive it today.

Certainly not a behemoth.

The behemoth that has not been modified in a heavily armed form before is still capable of competing with Sampson's car on the death race track.

But the current one is too heavy, and the peak speed can't go up, so it's really not a good choice.

After dinner, Luo Qi disappeared directly into the headquarters.

There is nothing else missing with him, only Suzi.

Time soon came to night.

For those who have been waiting since the sun goes down, this period of time is too long.

But for those who have things to prepare in advance, this time is indeed just right.

Because of the prior foreshadowing, people gathered here early.

This is where the game starts and where the spectators vent their energy.

In the open space are the cars performing their own acrobatics and their owners, and not just the cars. There must be three major parts in this chaotic scene——

Pornography, gambling and drugs.

Countless street girls and sex dolls were clocked by the excited "boss", and they came out to fool around and play together.

Some people didn't bring anything, but wandered through the crowd to sell, some were traditional gadgets, and some were disguised as pneumatic syringes.

But these are not the point.

Behind the fences that have not been officially erected, there is a group of excited people dancing to the drivers.

There may not be too much joy on their faces, but some fanaticism can be seen in their eyes.

That's right.

These people may not even be fans of car racing, nor do they have any love for cars, but are completely believers in the "you will reap melons if you sow melons, and you will reap beans if you sow beans".

To put it simply, it is pure gambling.

They learned all kinds of so-called "inside information" in different ways, and then took out their savings and began to bet on an unknown number of bets.

Luo Qi didn't know where they got so many information channels, and they all spoke clearly.

As a violent mobile team, it seems that the data of these contestants is not as accurate as theirs.

Anyway, between Luo Qi's indifference and their wallets, one will always be damaged.

Although I haven't calculated it carefully, Luo Qi can be sure that among these chaotic crowds, there must be many people released by the dealer. They are spreading one or more kinds of cognition among the crowd according to the planned script.

Let them believe, or partially believe, that whoever buys has a big chance of winning.

This is often a free combination of various tricks.

The more competitors there are in the same race, the more drivers the dealer will place in.

They will change their positions when necessary, thereby indirectly manipulating the outcome of the game.

Those who are naive enough to maintain confidence in the fairness of the death race are indeed not suitable to have any connection with the gambling game, otherwise it will only increase the bill of arrears.

Over time, more and more viewers show up here.

It's not what they say on the news.

The illegal underground racing is still going on, and in full swing.

The media who came by appointment or spontaneously started their own reports one by one. From time to time, there would be a reckless drunk who stumbled through the crowd and entered the field of view of the camera.

If the time hadn't been chosen at this evil spot, and the audience's painting style was so weird, Luo Qi might have been misled by the unprecedented momentum, thinking it was some kind of hot event.

Luo Qi has reason to believe that the reasonableness encountered here today, which cannot be seen in other places, is indeed one of the largest in the year.

It's like a carnival of a group of outlaws.

He looks out of place here.

But soon, he found that familiar yet somewhat unfamiliar figure among the crowd.

The sword holds the wide sea.

As a scapegoat, instead of obediently waiting for the NCPD to come and catch him, he appeared on the front line of holding the death race.

Although there is a very depressed mood in it, Luo Qi can clearly judge that Jianji Guanghai is actively carrying out activities.

In other words, he came out to be the self-exploding bomb, at least he wanted or was forced to do so.

The mastermind behind the scenes did not tie him up, but asked him to direct a play "enough to convict himself".

"Has anyone arrived?"

Luo Qi pressed one hand on the control panel of his tactical eyepiece, while manipulating the external optical auxiliary prosthetic eye, like an eagle with excellent eyesight, collecting information among the noisy crowd.

"He said he's almost there, there are still a few hundred meters left."

Suzi squatted next to him, wearing a black combat uniform, holding the PDA in his hand with tonight's track information.

"Then let's go down and prepare for a gorgeous debut."

Luo Qi nodded, turned around and fell directly from the roof.

There is a difference of five or six floors in the height here, but Luo Qi still landed easily. Suzi behind him landed a little between the two platforms, and then, like a black cat, silently stood up from behind him.

A sports car that has been deeply modified, except for the shell, which can be seen to have a little original appearance, stopped in front of them.

The headlights froze for a moment, then went out.

"The car is here for you."

Luo Qi walked near the car door, and the driver sent by the middleman confirmed his identity, then turned around and left without saying a word.