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While he was thinking hard, the harsh siren suddenly sounded, and the autopilot system immediately began to brake, breaking the calm journey that lasted two hours.

Inertia dragged Suo Zhongwu and continued to rush forward until he was forcibly stopped by the seat belt.The long-trained reflex nerves allowed him to hold the phone tightly in time, but the patchwork large screen flew out and hit the center console heavily.Suo Zhongwu didn't care about picking it up, but instinctively unlocked the seat belt, kicked the car door and rushed out.

He rolled forward on the road and did not forget to stretch his right hand to his waist.But there is still only the crocodile leather belt, and the rough texture remains the same."Man," a young black man noticed the movement, poked his head from the Lamborghini in front of the stop, and asked curiously:

"Have you forgotten to turn off the game console? Which copy did you brush?"

Suo Zhongwu stood up from the ground awkwardly and raised his right hand to indicate that everything was normal.The conspiracy of the capitalist made him a little too sensitive, and he actually regarded the traffic jam as a killer attack.But then again, the queue in front is too long, right?

He has now turned to the Harrisburg Highway.Looking east, all kinds of vehicles were blocked for three to four hundred meters, of all sizes.And this long dragon is still growing. Just when Suo Zhongwu was observing the situation, four more cars stopped behind him, accompanied by a Pennsylvania State Police patrol motorcycle.

The sun shines evenly, lining many metal shells with shimmering bright edges.Hundreds of electric engines are humming and running. Although they are not exhausted like old cars, they still produce rich ozone continuously.The little black brother looked at the blue and white state police motorcycle, mumbled "Motherfuxker" and got back into the car. The dirty braids made the window crackling; the truck drivers who gathered together no longer made the same loud noises as before. Talking and laughing, but returning to their respective cars silently, leaving warm soot all over the floor.

For a while, Suo Zhongwu's surroundings became quieter than the monastery.He shook his head helplessly and made no comment.In North America, if a person suddenly becomes cautious after seeing a policeman, it is probably because of illegal drugs hidden in the car, and it is not the kind that grows naturally.The rich second-generation and long-distance freight drivers are the traditional customers of this kind of drugs. Ninety-nine percent of them will have accidents when they encounter random inspections.

Of course, the state police would not ignore the situation he saw.At the beginning, the motorcycle patrol did release a dog-shaped four-legged robot, and his eyes drifted towards Lamborghini unfriendly, but after carefully observing the length of the car, he moved his butt back to its original position."It's the third time!" The patrolman complained dissatisfied, turned on the radio and started calling his superiors. Both sides had a long conversation in half English and half Spanish, and their tone was not very friendly.

Suo Zhongwu has been eavesdropping with his ears erected.But he only knew three Spanish words, and he couldn't keep up with the opponent's rhythm.In order to obtain information, he decided to take a risk. As soon as the other side said "OVER", he squeezed a smile on his face and greeted the police officer very exaggeratedly:

"Hola ('Hello' in Spanish), police officer! The enthusiastic citizen has a few questions to ask, can you—hey, I'm just saying hello!"

The North American police in the cyberpunk world in 2200 have a worse attitude than their counterparts in the world on the 18th in 2020.Suo Zhongwu was just saying hello, but the Latino note directly drew his gun and howled like a bulldog:

"Back! Put your hands where I can see! What do you want to do? Make it clear! Put your hands where I can see!"

If Suo Zhongwu had a weapon, even if it was just a dagger, he would have the confidence to bring down the fool within five seconds.But the problem is, those guys were even sent to Java Island by the black hand behind the scenes.Xiucai met Bing and couldn't make sense. In desperation, he had no choice but to criticize himself for being troublesome, and at the same time cooperate with the motorcycle patrolman, open the trunk and check the other party casually.

The policeman is about 30 years old, most of his face is covered by a helmet, and he wears anti-glare goggles.But after he searched Lao Huiye, his expression was more vivid than that of a big star with no cover on his face. With only a few muscles around his mouth, he perfectly conveyed his inner confusion.

"Sir, I really don't understand what you think." The patrolman called back the four-legged robot dog, and by the way retracted the Glock 47 pistol into the leg holster, and said apologetically to Suo Zhongwu:

"Why would you- uh, why would you take the initiative to greet me? Could it be that it was really just for chat?"

"I just want to ask a few questions. Damn it, what's wrong with this world?" Suo Zhongwu suffocated. He was far from friendly when he spoke, and his brows were also frowned.

"I think this is Pennsylvania, not the Red Zone in Riyadh. Isn't there even the most basic trust between the police and ordinary people?"

"It used to be. A long time ago. I heard my father talk about those days, but now..." The Latino policeman shook his head, his voice sounded very sad.He turned his gaze to the truck in front, but took it back right away, because the cargo compartment of the thing was painted full of graffiti, and there were a few large gold chains with sneakers. It was a cartoon of the 21st century "social man". Image.

"But now, we are basically patrolling in the war zone." He looked at Suo Zhongwu again, barely squeezing a smile:

"Sir, I deeply regret the unpleasantness just now. Excuse me, what do you need to know?"

Suo Zhongwu wants to know many things, some even go deep into violent organizations.However, you must not talk about sensitive topics at the beginning. You have to talk about everything step by step, such as "Where is the place ahead?", which is a good warm-up topic.

The state trooper was amused by this question, because any car is equipped with a navigation system, and you can know the answer by looking down.But he still gave a detailed answer, probably to resolve boredom:

The front is Harrisburg.Yes, Harrisburg across the Susquehanna River.Not far in front is the John Harris Bridge, all the way to the city center.What, is there a car accident on the bridge?It is true, sir, it is true, because of that damn car accident, there will be traffic jams here for two hours, and God knows when it will end.

When Suo Zhongwu heard this, he suddenly snorted in his heart.It seems that Harrisburg is also in a sluggish environment after only arranging the car in two hours.The patrolman agreed with this and expressed a long emotion. According to him, only large cities in North America remain prosperous, and they are growing fast, and small towns outside the metropolitan area are The falling speed of Niagara Falls fell rapidly, and the number of residents became fewer than cameras.