Cyber ​​psychosis is my girlfriend

"A bottle of juice, thank you." Luo Qi took out the chip, transferred a few dollars to the boss, and took a bottle of iced "pigment and syrup" blended liquid.

After drinking about half a bottle, Luo Qi threw the bottle on the table and left the position naturally.

He didn't overhear any useful information. The male police officer was blaming the female police officer for stepping forward to cover the common people and attract the attention of cyberpsychopaths.In his opinion, the equipment of ordinary police could not cope with such a situation.

The result is not bad, the good guy is not killed, at least he can sit here and eat.

"Hmm..." Luo Qi sighed.

Even after coming to Night City for half a year, he still couldn't fully adapt to this "chaotic and corrupt and filthy" environment.

Night City has incomparable prosperity, but it also has incomparable crimes.

Brilliant and brutal beauty.

In the corridor, there were policemen who were questioning and taking records, and police cars across the street sealed off the scene of the crime.

It is not that the arrival of NCPD has increased the crime rate, but that these crimes have not been discovered or stopped before the large-scale police dispatch.

Chapter 8 The city is small and the home is big, the world is cold and the home is warm

Downstairs, on the Asian food stalls hung with red "Dark Night Street" lanterns, there were two figures who had been waiting for a long time.

"Lucky! You came too late!"

Jack slapped his thigh and cried.

And V was sitting on the chair, looking at him with a smile, not angry at all: "Do you want to eat something?"

"Ah, sorry, I just watched some news. V, are you okay? What's wrong?" Luo Qi sat down, and then said to the stall owner, "Small steamed buns and sushi, pack them up."

"It's nothing serious, maybe a little bit of poison." V waved his hand.

"Get in the car, get in the car and talk about it." Jack took Luo Qi, who had received breakfast (?), and brought him into the car that had just been repaired by V, "I got a big deal."

V, who was sitting in the driver's seat, was more cautious: "Jack, I haven't seen it yet, so don't say anything."

"Hey." Jack rubbed his head shyly, "Dexter DeShawn, the most fucking middleman in Night City. I'm not saying that priest or Wakako are bad, but he's a god."

"I went out and ran for two years, and I just came back now." V added, obviously very wary of this middleman who was found out of nowhere.

Compared to the carefree Jack, V always likes to seek the opinion of Luo Qi, who is more cautious than himself.

"T-Bug pulled the strings, but I still feel something is wrong." V said, "You know, the middlemen are always hunting around for clients, finding the cheapest idiot to complete the commission, and then throwing the corpse in the trash."

"You're nervous, V." Jack said it's okay, "We've gained a little bit of fame, and it's normal for people to come to our door."

"No, Jack, you were wrong this time, very wrong."

Hearing that name, Luo Qi began to see a big black fat man weighing more than 300 catties, wearing gold and silver, a middleman who was popular in the season of 2077 and dressed in the clothes of the upstarts.

There was also an alarm that rang throughout Arasaka Tower.

Suddenly, he remembered something.

"The blockade of Watson District..." Luo Qi's eyes shone sharply, "It's not gangsters."

"You... what are you talking about? Lucky."

Jack didn't understand why Luo Qi started talking about the blockade while the topic was talking.

"Relic...no, it's nothing." He shook his head, it's all just speculation right now, it's useless to say it.

Then Luo Qi patted V on the shoulder: "V, remember what I said next—you go to see that fat man later, and don't believe him except for the facts that happened."

"Why?" This time even V was puzzled, "You know him well?"

A middleman who ran away to avoid the limelight for two years was indeed suspicious, so V subconsciously believed in his good brother.

In judging this situation, Luo Qi has a stronger intuition than both him and Jack.

"No, I don't know him..." Luo Qi squeezed the food packaging bag in his hand, but he didn't move his mouth all the time, "But I understand that no matter how powerful the middleman is, he is just a fox. The lifeblood of the company is the hunter with the shotgun in hand.”

He looked at V and the puzzled Jack, his eyes lost focus.

The last swan song of Johnny Silverhand rang in my ears, and the heroism of turning my body into a raging fire also emerged.In this land, in this country, no matter how the history goes, the final victor is always capital.

Cruel as it can be.

Like a silent black comedy.

"Hey, hey, Lucky, are you okay?" Jack was taken aback by Luo Qi who was suddenly bereaved, and shook his hand violently in front of his eyes.

"That pronunciation is 'la', not 'lu', come on, read it to me, L·U·C·K·Y!"

Rocky rolled his eyes and relentlessly complained about Jack's Spanish accent.

The car drove to the intersection of Bradbury Street and Bran Street, and in the window facing the street were enchanting men and women dancing pole dances.

Luo Qi was not interested in all this, especially when he saw some scantily clad men almost throwing out the steamed buns they just started eating.

"Come to us when old V fixes your circuit—let's see what Dexter sent us."

Jack walked into Misty's store, leaned on the counter and started chatting and spanking with her, which is the "connection relationship" he has always been thinking about.

This dark shop filled with statues of various colors and smelling of incense looks mysterious.The flames of the candles add a mysterious color to this place. Porcelain, bells, and incense burners are simply a collection of world beliefs and cultures.

Misty, with shaggy hair, wearing blue sleeves with crooked shoulders and fishnet stockings, is the owner of this store and Jack's "girlfriend-to-be".

Who knows, after meeting so many times, Jack and Misty are so close to each other, they have a very good relationship, but they treat each other with respect every time, and the two always start to laugh happily after chatting.Misty laughed like a silver bell, Jack laughed like a barbell.

Old Wei, Victor's prosthetic body modification shop is behind Misty's shop. It looks like a poor street from the outside, but it's like a secret low-level research institute of Doctor Evil when you walk in.

When I first came to Night City, V brought Luo Qi to look at the head, but Lao Wei prescribed a bottle of painkiller and let him come back.

Luo Qi was a little confused at the beginning, but when Lao Wei told him that he had only a slight concussion, and he recovered in a few days, at most two weeks, and the facts verified this, he felt that Lao Wei's indifference was true. It's amazing.

After all, if you go to the hospital to see a doctor, the money on the bill will directly kill you.

"They are lizardmen from Alpha Centauri!"

The cyber lunatic outside the door who called himself "The Prophet Gary" started talking and singing loudly again.

Given that he is a cyberpsychopath with no combat effectiveness, and he has such a loud voice every day, he has become a feature of Bradbury Street, and people come here to take pictures every day.The people in charge of street security just let it go, anyway, no one will make trouble with the traffic, that is, the money.

But Luo Qi knew that this uncle with glasses whose real name was Gerald Winkle knew about the inside story of "AI behind the black wall", the Maelstrom Gang and the Arasaka Company, but it was a bit too exciting for him. Or there is something wrong with the poor quality implants that were transplanted. In short, people are already standing here and getting nervous.

But the most important thing at the moment is not to deal with the cybernetic world that envelopes and threatens the entire world, but V and Jack.

When holding the keyboard and mouse, Luo Qi could only sit in front of the screen with a hint of mmp in his smile.

But now he is physically present in the world, sitting at a street food stand and ordering fried rice and steak.Next to it, several NCPD police officers were restoring the scene to victims of cyberpsychosis, and in the distance, cyber hackers affiliated with NCPD were investigating on the street.

Smelling the strange smell mixed in the air, a narrow patch of sunlight fell from the tall buildings and shone on Luo Qi's slightly raised face.

Sunshine belongs to decent people who go straight to the sky. Ordinary people like him, V, and Jack deserve only to enjoy the mud in the ground.

Even death will die in the ground, rotting in the garbage dump by the roadside.

He bit his lip lightly, then let go.

Luo Qi was homesick, the home that he could never return to, the home that was so far away from this world.

Since he came to this world, he never stopped thinking about it for a moment.

But now, he finally has a new family - V, and Jack.

Sometimes Luo Qi has to admit that although Jack looks like a tough guy, he is actually a delicate guy with a transparent heart.Sometimes what he said was more thorough than everyone else.

In this cold city, there is indeed a place like home, where we are all brothers and sisters.

Although the family is small, with only three people, it is full of warmth like three winters.

Chapter 9 I'm just a passing Kamen Rider

"Hey, Jack, V has he got it right?"

Luo Qi stood on the stairs, with his left hand in his trouser pocket and his right hand holding a PDA.

Because V went to see Lao Wei for prosthetic transformation, if the memory is correct, it should be the optical eye of a diversion and the ballistic co-processor on the palm, it is best not to disturb this process involving biological transformation.

"Oh, Lucky." Jack woke up from a trance, as if he was in a cloud of comfort just now, "V went to find Dexter, and he said he wanted to talk to him face to face."

"Uh, that's it, okay." Luo Qi hung up the phone.

Looking back, it seems that there is no other important thing to tell V, and it is too late now.

That fat black man named Dexter, before discussing the serious matter, would come up with a set of aggressive tactics of "nobody or fame". "Successful people" can't be said to be irrelevant, they can only be said to be exactly the same.

And this dude is still smoking in the car, damn it.

Ahem, be civilized.

"Bang bang bang-!"

"Crackling...!!!"

"... PONG!!"

Before taking two steps, Luo Qi was going to relax and think about what to do next, but he was startled by the gunfight on his face.

your sister!

He hastily made a tactical maneuver (forcibly) and hid under the low wall, sticking out his two eyes to observe.

"Ping!"

There was a crisp sound, not far above Luo Qi's head, about twenty centimeters.

It was a stray bullet that hit the fence, sending out beautiful but fleeting sparks.

your sister! !

Luo Qi shrank his head hurriedly, and then he heard the shouts of the policemen.

"Drop your weapon! Immediately cast..."

"PONG!!!"

The grenade blew back what the policeman said.

A large piece of crushed cement residue and dust scattered on Luo Qi's head.

Luo Qi: (╬￣dish￣)

your sister! ! !

Whether it is tolerable or unbearable, even uncles and aunts can't bear it!

Luo Qi took out the submachine gun, put it on the concrete pier, and aimed the gun at the buttocks of the gangsters who fired.

"Da da da da da da --!!!"

The sound of brisk shooting formed a line, and the bullets flew out of the gun, sweeping down the gangsters hiding behind the cover like cutting rice.

No one expected that the enemy would also come from behind. All of a sudden, these guys who didn't care about their heads were beaten to death.

Luo Qi held the submachine gun, kept his body steady, took out a magazine with his left hand, knocked out the original one, and went up.

The DS1 Pulse of Dala Tech, a customized version of the pink macho heart, has a more pink and tender spray paint and a rougher performance.

Dala's designers are not afraid of being the first to eat crabs, which has to be admired.The gun looks like someone took a standard machine gun apart and put it back together with a blindfolded kindergartener.

But the pulse is smaller than most similar guns, so it is more concealable.Unfortunately, originality always comes at a price: this gun, despite its unique design, has amazing recoil and is notoriously difficult to control.But with a very, very low price point that more than makes up for it, the DS1 Pulse is a weapon that can be found everywhere in the slums.

This is also one of the few weapons that Luo Qi can afford to customize the price - more brutal fire rate, more ferocious power, more stable ballistic, more comfortable human-computer interaction experience, which made him pay [-]% for the mass-produced version About double the money.

2.25 seconds, 40 bullets, the recoil can push weak people to the ground.

"Da da da——! Da da da da——!"

Going around the pillar that blocked the view, the muzzle quickly aimed at a guy squatting in the corner, a string of bullets hit him, and immediately locked on to the second surprised enemy who turned his head sideways, pulled the trigger and fired a burst.

Clearance.

Putting down his weapon, he made a gesture with the policeman on the opposite side, and the other party lowered his gun.

"Who are you!?" The portable speaker sternly asked.

"Uh, me, I'm just a passing Kamen Rider, you're welcome, justice is my belief."

Luo Qi waved his hand, put on the safety, put the gun away, and moved his shoulder that was hurt by the recoil.