Cyber ​​psychosis is my girlfriend

Luo Qi thought for a while, but didn't understand what Dani wanted to express.

"You think this is over?"

While Luo Qi was in a daze, Dani said the third thing.

"Another fucking morning..."

"Among you... Ah no, your agent called you and told you that you were plagiarized again or plagiarized by someone else?"

Rocky's eyebrows began to rise a subtle height.

"Have you learned to answer quickly? Not bad, but unfortunately not."

Dani sneered, "They said I found someone to mess around with unspoken rules! There are several fucking people!"

???

Hey guys, this new one belongs to yes.

Hearing this, Luo Qi had already begun to hesitate.

"so……?"

"Damn, of course he didn't, and he said that I took the initiative..."

It can be heard that Dani is about to spit out a mouthful of old blood.

Look at Dany first--

Sister Hei, who is wide and fit, is 1.8 meters tall, and her waist, hips and body are thicker than Luo Qi.

Well, that's a euphemism.

To put it bluntly, it is not fat, but it is really too strong, a whole "heroine" style.

Let’s look at the object of the rumor——

Either ugly or fat, or old enough to consider reincarnation.

There are many versions of rumors, everyone has them, and the more they count, the more they are.

"Oh, then I probably understand..."

Luo Qi nodded silently.

Apart from laughing and crying, I almost figured out why Dani would be so brooding——

No one can bear this matter on anyone!

Not to mention the real three rumors, none of which are true.

The clay figurines were furious.

"I have already hired someone to investigate. The source of the rumors is basically created by one person."

Danni's eyes turned blue, and she delivered a document to Luo Qi.

He is an entertainment reporter, quite famous.

"I don't know why the son of a bitch is doing it, and I have no interest in knowing."

"There's a party next week and a lot of big names will be there."

"But I don't want to see him, understand?"

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"Hey, Bug, are you done? I saw a patrolman coming over here."

Luo Qi sat in the driver's seat of a luxury coupe, with a relaxed expression on his face, like a bored car owner.

A small spider-like robot is connected to the inlet under the dial of the vehicle with the cable at the bottom of the abdomen.

Not long ago, he hacked open the car door in this way, and now, he is cracking the safe driving system.

Although the car is expensive, sometimes it is expensive for a reason.

If it's that kind of broken car with four digits, it doesn't need electronic cracking, because it's all mechanical structure, and the only electronic products that can be regarded as relatively advanced are the old antique radio and battery ignition device.

"Give me some more time... Don't you know? If you want to leave no traces, you have to be careful and thoughtful."

T-Bug sounds very relaxed.

This model is tricky, but not impossible.

Luo Qi gave her three days of preparation time in advance, but she got the car lock cracker from someone she knew the next day.

Now it is competing with the latest upgraded version of ICE.

ICE stands for Intrusion Countermeasure Electronics.

That is the electronic intrusion countermeasure unit.

To put it bluntly, this is an advanced version of the firewall, but with more functions, it can be regarded as a comprehensive design of network security protection.

However, there are differences between ICE and ICE.

The ICE of the high-end coupe, if it fails, is nothing more than an alarm. At most, it has a simple IP tracking function, and rich companies will also connect to the network security center in real time.

But that's all.

And if it is the ICE of major companies, it is not as simple as calling the police.

Once the intruding hacker is discovered, he has no choice but to run in the cyberspace. Before he can react, the nerves in his head may have been burned.

Although T-Bug is not very good at wielding guns and knives, but if he really wants to compete on the Internet, he can be regarded as a ruthless person jumping on the death line.

A coupe ICE.

Rather than saying it is difficult, it is better to say it is troublesome.

The degree of technical difficulty and danger is not high, it is tossing.

"Tattoo..."

The passing policeman barely stopped, just walked past the coupe without looking at Luo Qi.

Rather than doubting the identity of the car owner out of thin air, it is better to carefully observe those suspicious and sneaky guys, they are more likely to commit crimes.

The more nervous you are, the easier it is to show your flaws. It's better to calm your mind, which will double your ease.

A few minutes later, with the sound of "fixed" from the bug, Luo Qi immediately pushed the car out of the door, left the coupe that could hardly be seen to have been tampered with, and then disappeared under the cover of night.

Under the reflection of the towering and luxurious buildings on the street, the street is still prosperous.

It was late at night, almost past 1 o'clock.

A certain wobbly guy approached his car with the support of his companions.

"You really drank too much, man."

The companion who supported him said with some complaints, "Take the autopilot to go home, don't drive drunk."

But the man was just hiccupping, his eyes never turned in the same direction, not to mention focusing, and he didn't look very smart.

The person is thrown into the back seat like a limp balloon, and the autopilot system is activated.

"Take him home."

His companion had no choice but to instruct the AI, and then walked away a little worried.

"The itinerary has been planned, please sit tight and fasten your seat belt."

The mechanized female voice began to broadcast.

The car started slowly, left the parking space, passed through the parking lot, and left the area radiated by the hotel.

Little by little, after making sure no one was watching him, he gradually returned.

His head is clear.

Alcohol is not only wrong, but also harmful.

So at such small banquets, he is often fake drunk.

With the help of alcohol, not only can you ask questions that you can't usually ask, but you can also make things that you can't usually do.

Few people would care about the behavior of a drunk.

This kind of deliberate neglect and disgust, to him, is just the right invisibility cloak.

Alcohol can be a cover, it can be an instrument of offense, it can disguise true thoughts.

Countless people were tricked by him.

Countless people have been pinched by him.

Countless people are wanting him to die...

Tasting the night outside the window, he was actually somewhat complacent.

Today I got another excellent hot news, but unfortunately, there are only the words of the person concerned, and there is no real evidence.

"Go and see the newly built promenade."

His interest was a little good.

After experiencing the feasting, finding a quiet and beautiful coast, letting the car drive slowly, and taking him for a ride is also a good way to relax.

He always lay here like this, slowly thinking about tomorrow and even the next operation.

The premium coupe from Thrace blends into the night, reflecting the illusion of Night City.

"You have navigated to the nearest road section, and you are about to go to Meiquan District, the coastal promenade."

Although the voice of the navigation AI is very enthusiastic, it always has a cold feeling.

To be honest, it just lacks a little "human" breath.

This makes him feel very uncomfortable.

Maybe it was too much alcohol, maybe the environment was too noisy.

There is some uncomfortable feeling, turning into a small fly, passing through the inside and outside of his head.

The more anxious you are, the better the healing effect of the night will be.

The darkness is dotted with pictures of thousands of household lights, accompanied by the slow aroma of wine, half drunk and half awake, daydreaming, and then fantasizing about living in this land without restraint.

Scattered flowers gradually become charming eyes...

Only Asakusa has no horseshoes...

After an unknown amount of time, he suddenly woke up from his sleep.

"Where am I!?"

He looked around in a panic.

Still in his car.

It was pitch black outside the window, and if you looked carefully, you could still see the huge reflection of the city on the sea.

The huge light from the city radiated in the air, covering the entire Morro Bay in a misty night mist.

"It's still 100 meters away from the coastal promenade, turn right ahead."

AI is still doing its best to report the number.

Maybe it was the direction of Night City, as well as the night scene and the space inside the car, which created an unreal environment for him, so he fell into a deep sleep.

He didn't wake up until he felt something was wrong.

"Huh...you'll be fine."

He glanced at the location and nodded.

I felt that what I just said was unreal, and there was a kind of false alarm that broke out in a cold sweat.

The coastal promenade is in sight.

In the past, there were many bosozoku and motorcycle gangs who bombarded the street in the early morning.

However, since a piece of land was allocated here to be used as a decorative land for supporting high-end buildings, those motorcycle gangs mysteriously disappeared.

As for where to go.