Chapter 145: Fasten your seatbelts and the speed will be fast
Spooner is an idle man, referred to as a workaholic, as soon as the vacation is over, he comes to work at the police station, according to his words, if he doesn't go to work, his bones will soon rust, and the next step is to be robbed of his job by robots and become a jobless vagrant.
The two came to the parking lot, ready to go to the jurisdiction for a walk, using a police car, Spooner's car is an Audi RSQ, a sports car full of science fiction, the performance of the police car is thrown out of a few five-consecutive hairpin corners, but it is not suitable to drive the car when going to work, and the sports car only has two seats, and it is not easy to bring the suspect back to the police station.
As soon as Russell got in the car, he turned on the manual driving function, which made Spooner feel good: "Man, you also think that manual driving is more reliable than the computer, right?" β
"No, I just like to drive, and computer driving makes me awkward." Russell clenched the lever with both hands and kindly reminded: "Spooner, fasten your seatbelt, the car will be fast." β
"Heh, how fast can it be?"
Five minutes later, the police car arrived at the District 28 parking lot, Spooner's lips were pale and he unbuckled his seatbelt, and his legs were still shaking after getting out of the car.
Computer-driven high-speed driving and manual high-speed driving are two concepts, and Russell's fast-pacing behavior made Spooner tremble, for fear that he would be gone as soon as he closed his eyes.
At this time, he suddenly felt that the computer was still good, at least when driving, the safety performance was higher. And Russell gave him the feeling of driving the car as an airplane, and with the addition of two bed boards, the police car could go into the sky.
"Spooner, are you alright? If you want to vomit, there are trash cans over there. β
"No... No, I'm fine, I've never been so good. You know, it's just average, and I drive like that a lot. "Spooner did want to vomit for a while, but since Russell said so, he couldn't help it.
The two have just become partners and must confirm that one is positive and one is secondary, otherwise there will be conflicts at work, Spooner wants to be the backbone, in his opinion, Russell also thinks the same, drag racing is a kind of dismounting, and he can't admit defeat.
The day was quickly over, and Spooner had to admit that John was right, that even a paranoid person like him could get along with Russell, and that it was natural that others liked Russell.
After work, the two drove back to the police station, this time Spner was driving, and he sternly refused Russell's drive on the grounds that he had itchy hands and wanted to touch them.
Russell didn't expose him and got into the co-pilot with a smile.
"Russell, where did you learn your driving skills, to be honest, I always thought that only I could drive fast."
Russell glanced at the dashboard, the 120 km/h police car, driving in the slow lane, and replied casually: "In Hawaii, in addition to cars, I can drive helicopters, fighter jets, tanks, and spaceships." β
There are also such driving schools in Hawaii, how did I not know?
Spooner's black question mark face didn't think about it: "Russell, how about a drink later?" β
Beaten by his new partner, Spooner decides to find a place at the bar, confident that he will be able to make Russell embarrassed.
Russell nodded and agreed, he wanted to go home and pet the cat, and take two thunderbolts to improve his attribute points, but since Spooner spoke, he couldn't refuse.
Moreover, after spending a day with Spooner, he failed to trigger the world mission, which couldn't help but make him start to think about it.
Russell suspects that this world, like the previous chaotic worlds, is not the only plot, or over-the-top. The ending of the movie has a deep meaning, and by extension, it can be regarded as a machine version of [Rise of the Planet of the Apes], or a prequel to [The Matrix].
Or, here's something like Terminator, the Smart Computer Wiki...... Yes, there is no encyclopedia on the wiki, it is similar to the supercomputer Skynet, where the robot army is secretly concentrated and will give humanity a counterattack at any time.
The difference is that the savior of this world is a Winter Soldier, and Spooner, who has a mechanical arm, can be considered Bucky.
Inexplicably, Russell suddenly looked forward to it, if the Matrix was really exciting, the ability to draw antivirus software would be even better.
As soon as he arrived at the police parking lot, Spooner fled for his life and got on the Audi RSQ, this car is really cool, the front windshield extends all the way to the rear of the roof, the appearance is simple and domineering, but unfortunately it failed to trigger the lottery.
Spooner too, as the actor, didn't give a lottery, it was too much of a failure.
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In the bar, Spooner is dead-faced and blind, and Russell on the opposite side is two bottles of vodka gargling, more powerful than the fighting nation, how can this be fought?
"What's the matter, Spooner, you don't look very good." Russell shook the empty bottle, unexpectedly, unintentionally, and unintentionally, revealing 95% of the words on the bottle.
Spooner came back to his senses and put down the beer bottle: "I suddenly remembered that I can't drink alcohol lately, because of a car accident some time ago, the attending doctor told me to quit alcohol forever. β
"yes, that's really unfortunate, men can't drink, what's the point of living!"
Poof!
Spooner felt an arrow in the chest, asked for a glass of orange juice sullenly snorted the straw, and when he looked down, he suddenly saw the basketball shoes at Russell's feet, his eyes lit up, and he took off the canvas shoes on his feet and slowly put them on the table.
Spooner sighed at the canvas shoes, and wiped them gently with his sleeves, gently treating them like lovers, if he had kept his wife like this, he would not have had an ex-wife.
Russell looked confused: "Spooner, what are you doing?" β
Spooner was obsessed: "Converse All-Star canvas shoes, 2004 model!" β
"So, you're doing product placement?"
Spooner ignored Russell's complaints, picked up the canvas shoes and showed off, and said triumphantly: "Russell, don't pretend, I know you want a pair too." β
"It's 2035, and you're still wearing the old canvas shoes from 31 years ago."
Spooner's eyes widened, word by word emphasized: "Man, you're missing the most crucial 'all-star', it's called vintage, it's a refined mood, you know?" β
Russell sighed, looked like he had lost to you, and slapped his red and white basketball shoes on the table: "What a coincidence, I also have an All-Star here, and I am also a 3-time Star of Stars AMVP, in addition to 5-time MVP and 6-time FMVP!" β
βWhatοΌοΌβ Spooner stares at the dog again and evolves into a husky.
"Drink~~phew!"
Russell spit on the basketball shoes, picked up the sleeve and wiped it: "Jordan 6th generation, the basketball shoes worn by Jordan when he won the NBA championship for the first time, were officially launched in 1990. If it's retro, I probably have more say than you, and to put it mildly, I'm very researched about history before 2019. β
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Spooner didn't speak, silently put the canvas shoes back on, biting the straw and frowning, the successive defeats did not knock him down, but stimulated his desire to win.
Suddenly, he remembered something again!
"Russell, don't you think it's very basic for us two big men to sit here?"
"I don't think it's the rotten eye that will see the base."
"Stop talking stupid, let's do something that a man should do."
"What a man should do, do you mean fishing for girls?"
"That's right!"
"Okay, but I'm not very familiar with fishing girls, so I can only give it a try, and don't laugh at me if I fail."
Russell looked around as he spoke, snapped his fingers and called the robot bartender, pointing to the young women sitting at the bar, and telling the bartender that he would settle their accounts.
The robot bartender told the women, who giggled and gave Russell a kiss. Then, the robot bartender brought back two fragrant notes with phone numbers written on them.
Russell accepted the note, stuffed a 100 dollar knife into the robo's bartender's shirt, and waved it to get out.
Spooner: "......"
Russell blinked: "Spner, is this kind of fishing girl?" β
Spooner took a cool breath and secretly said that this person is simply invulnerable, but he has to win back a game if he says anything today: "Russell, I don't mean this." Those superficial women, if I want to soak them, just show the sports car keys, and you can pick one of them to take home, there is no difficulty at all. β
"And what do you mean?"
"I mean, we're going to have to find a very difficult woman to see who can make a date in the shortest amount of time, and that person has to know both you and me to be able to get through the score." Spooner said in one breath that Russell had just arrived, and it was a little unfair to do so when he grew up in Chicago to the present, but in order to win, he gave it up.
Russell frowned: "I'm afraid it's difficult, I've just been in Chicago for more than a week, and the women I know are concentrated in the police station...... But most of them are married or have boyfriends, it's too much to ask them out, I'm not the kind of person who spreads green. β
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