"It's just a motorcycle race. Is it worth all the fuss?"
Kuriyama Mai leaned lazily on the booth and looked at Yuka Yoshida with narrowed eyes. After all, with [Car Skill S] in hand, this kind of competition is already a sure win.
"It will kill people!" Yuxiang Yoshida slapped his hands on the table, staring at him like an eagle.
"This competition was held once when I first came here last month, but three people died on the spot that day! 16 people were seriously injured! There were only 55 participants in total."
Kuriyama Mai heard the sound and opened his eyes:
"Is 5 million yen worth risking their lives?"
Yuka Yoshida breathed out helplessly, and then added in a serious tone as if treating a suspect:
"As long as you participate and complete the race within 18 seconds, you can get a completion reward of 1.2 million yen. For many unemployed people, the temptation is indeed quite great."
"Five million yen is the reward for the final winner, and if one of the victory conditions is met, you can make a request to the Qingguchi group, but no one can do it yet."
Make a request? The right to interpret this is entirely up to the other party. I'm afraid it won't give their red-eyed gamblers the last hope... Kuriyama Mai thought secretly in his heart.
"Moreover, the deaths and injuries were ultimately treated as accidents. When I asked them whether the organizer's safety measures were in place, they just handed me a stack of information indifferently. There was no loophole in the procedures..."
A reluctant smile appeared on Yoshida Yuka's face, "Some gamblers who lost their money even begged them to give them this chance."
"Is the Qingkou group still running the casino?" Kuriyama Mai murmured, "Then what exactly is going on in this competition? Violent motorcycles fighting each other?"
Kuriyama Mai suddenly remembered an old game he played in his previous life and couldn't help but smile.
"Be serious!" Yoshida Yuxiang glared at him fiercely, "Bindfold!" ""adhesive tape! ""die! ""
For these three keywords, her tone became more solemn each one, and even in a noisy bar, her voice seemed particularly bright and clear.
"Can you tell me more specifically?" Kuriyama Mai rubbed the back of his head suspiciously.
"You are so unwilling to give up..." Yoshida Yuxiang sat down again, gracefully lit a Marlboro Mint cigarette, and then slowly said:
"There is a 400-meter-long straight road in the central open space of Yanagihara Town. The Aokuchi-gumi people will draw the end point at 350 meters, and the end of 400 meters is a steep granite mountain wall, which means..."
When Yuka Yoshida said this, she picked up the cigarette with her slender fingers and took a deep breath. After tilting her head slightly and exhaling the smoke, she cast a meaningful look at Kuriyama Mai.
"In other words, if you want to win too much, you will hit the mountain because of your speed."
Kuriyama Mai reacted instantly.
Even if it only reaches the finishing standard of 18 seconds, the tail speed at 350 meters will be at least 100km/h, and the braking distance will be more than 40 meters, which means that the buffer distance left is only less than 10 meters... …
"Not bad~" Yoshida Yuxiang put the hand holding the cigarette to her temple, and the short hair on her profile showed a different charm.
"The tape will wrap you tightly around the motorcycle, and because your eyes are covered, you don't know whether you have passed the finish line. When you are a little greedy and want to give a little more fuel, death is not far away. Waving to you.”
"So that's it."
Being blindfolded, it will only become more difficult to judge the appropriate braking point. If you are not careful, you may hit a roller coaster and kill someone, or you may be too cautious and lose the completion reward...
However, the instinct brought to him by [Car Skill S] was nothing more than a dimensionality-reducing blow to deal with this kind of competition where unprofessional gimmicks outweighed his strength.
A confident smile gradually appeared on his face, and he continued to ask curiously:
"So, what are the conditions for making a wish to the Qingkou group?"
Hearing Kuriyama Mai's overly relaxed tone, Yoshida Yuka couldn't help but frown, with a trace of dissatisfaction flashing in his eyes.
"Under the premise of winning the final, park the entire car exactly 1 meter in front of the mountain wall. What, you still want to go?"
"Of course." Kuriyama Mai didn't feel timid at all, "I have been practicing simulator at home for ten years. This Win or Death mode has long been familiar to me. Every car can remember its most suitable braking point. Tonight I can meet their most demanding victory conditions.”
He hoped to put it off, but he couldn't find a better way to say it for the time being.
"..." Yuxiang Yoshida opened his mouth slightly, but did not make any sound, only quietly smoking a cigarette.
Seeing that something was wrong in the atmosphere, Kuriyama Mai blinked and joked:
"When I win the prize, I'll use the bonus to donate two motorcycles to you. Sometimes it's too late to patrol with bicycles alone~"
But Yoshida Yuxiang didn't pay attention to him, and the deep black pupils were filled with the feeling of saying it all.
When she spit out the last puff of her eyes and pressed the cigarette butt heavily into the ashtray on the table, she shook her head with a half-smile and murmured in a low voice:
"If those who died were like you, I don't think I would blame myself so much."
"Like me?" An inference suddenly flashed through Kuriyama Mai's mind. "Even if you didn't hit him that year, he would have been shot to death, and he should have known that there would be such an outcome, so he was just taking chances."
"In other words, he just brought about his own destruction. Officer Yoshida, you don't need to blame yourself."
When Kuriyama Mai said this, he raised his eyebrows proudly.
"Are you talking about yourself?" She looked at Kuriyama Mai with cold eyes and said as if giving an ultimatum:
"Mr. Yamazaki, I think you should know how big the difference is between a real car and a simulator."
Seeing that Kuriyama Mai still looked confident, she couldn't help but sneer at the corner of her mouth, "I have no power to restrict your freedom now. All decisions are yours. In the end, I just hope that you can cherish your life more and think more about it." Think about the people who care about you.”
There was an extremely restrained emotion in her cold voice.
"Do you care about my people?" Kuriyama Mai repeated her words in her heart, and every detail after her rebirth began to flash back in her mind like a movie.
"Goodbye, Mr. Yamazaki, I think we may not have to meet again in the future."
Yoshida Yuxiang left the money for the glass of whiskey on the table, got up and walked to the door of the bar.
"Hey!" Kuriyama Mai only reacted belatedly when he saw her walking to the aisle, and rushed to her side quickly.
"Is there anything else you don't understand, Mr. Yamazaki?"
"Oh, it's nothing." Looking at the cold policewoman, Kuriyama Mai scratched her hair and didn't know what to say.
What the system brought him to rely on, in addition to [Car Skill S], was also the bottle of healing medicine worth 500 heartbeat points. Even if something happened to him, he could be saved as soon as possible.
But it was really hard to explain all this to others, so he had to smile awkwardly.
"Believe me!" Kuriyama Mai suppressed the smile on his face and solemnly squeezed these three words out of his mouth.
"Really?" There was a slight change in Yuxiang Yoshida's eyes, but he soon returned to calm.
"Good luck."
After saying that, she walked out of the bar without looking back.
Kuriyama Mai looked at her resolutely leaving figure and did not pursue her. Only facts can be convincing.
He looked at the time and saw that there was still half an hour before midnight. After inquiring about some details of the game with the bartender, he walked towards the competition venue.
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Yuxiang Yoshida slowly walked to the door of a rented building, but she was lingering outside the door.
She only felt unspeakable pain in her heart, why would someone not take life seriously?
If everyone was like him, she would even feel that the ideals she adhered to would have no meaning.
But when she made up her mind to open the door, she couldn't help but glance towards the main street, "Is he really sure?"
The image of him standing here before gradually emerged in his mind, 'If you want Yanagihara Town to change this matter... I can help you~'
Although his tone was calm, it was convincing and did not seem like he was talking casually.
"Do you want to believe him once..."
Yuka Yoshida hesitated again and again, but even though half of her legs had already entered the room, she finally closed the door heavily, turned around and walked towards the competition venue with heavy steps.
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In the wasteland filled with all kinds of colored smoke, the two gangsters from the Qingkou group came to the motorcycle race site to maintain order after taking a bubble bath, and unexpectedly saw a familiar figure at the registration desk.
"Is it that guy?"
"He still dares to send it to your door?"
"You still want to come to our territory to make money, you are too brave."
"Think of a way to kill him cleanly in the game! You are really looking for death!"
