pjbooks Chapter 61 Obtaining Quest Items
Chapter 61 Obtaining Quest Items
"I'm sorry, none of the answers are correct."
Xiao Fu spread his hands sarcastically: "My client asked me to help him find a police car, it must have police markings, and it would be even better if it had police equipment."
Old Dick gave Ma Jack a strange look, stepped onto his dirty flip-flops, and waved, "Come on, buddy, let's get this over with quickly."
It's not unusual for Ximen Car Rental to send in all sorts of customers.
There was a car collector who wanted to buy the convertible that Kennedy rode in when he was assassinated.
Another bizarre case involved someone who commissioned a search for a car whose trunk had contained a woman's corpse.
When it comes to species diversity, players on the American server have more to say.
The group boarded a sightseeing vehicle with a green sunshade and leisurely drove towards a warehouse.
Passing by the container stacking area, I saw several people holding GoPros and filming, with a drone shooting a panoramic view above.
Ma Jieke expressed great curiosity: "Sir, what do these people do? Can you take me to see them? I don't think it will take much time."
The old black man hesitated for a moment, then changed his tune: "Alright, customer first. After all, I owe Simeon a favor."
When the electric cart pulled up next to the container, Ma Jie jumped down and went closer to catch the key information in the conversation.
"Wow, we've struck it rich! 90% new Civic Blade wheels, we're one step closer to breaking even."
"Come here, buddy, look what I found! A genuine Ferrari carbon fiber seat, worth at least three thousand dollars after cleaning."
"Fuck! Who pooped in the car fridge? I thought it was chocolate! Give me some toilet paper, give me some toilet paper!!!"
Now I understand, they're opening blind boxes in shipping containers, and inside are all parts salvaged from cars.
The cost of these videos must be incredibly high! They must sell for tens of thousands of US dollars each. You can't afford to play this game unless you're rolling in money.
Compared to this, those YouTubers from Dongda University who rent fish ponds and explore Michelin-starred restaurants are nothing.
However, this gave Ma Jieke a new idea: what if he got incredibly lucky one day and got an item exploration skill? He could just copy it.
The Chinese server emphasizes hard work leading to wealth, while the American server is all about speculation. If a homeless person wants to turn his life around and become the boss, you're basically betting on him being a poet.
After finding out the other party's subscription account, Ma Jie casually followed it on YouTube.
The number of fans is not large, only around 1. We chatted happily for a few minutes, and I gained one more offline fan.
After finishing, I got back into the car and continued on to the warehouse.
When they reached the door, Old Dick took out his keychain and opened the tightly closed aluminum roller shutter door.
Ma Jie looked around and thought, "Good heavens, I've messed up with the police!"
The interior space is not large, at most 500 square meters, and it is completely filled with all kinds of police cars.
Each police car has a sign that reads "To be dismantled" and "Do not leave the warehouse."
"Come in, young man." Old Dick, who led Ma Jack in, made no attempt to hide his intentions: "Don't worry about these labels; they're just for passing inspections."
As he spoke, he walked towards a Chevrolet Suburban, patting its imposing hood: "If you're playing around with it, I recommend this one. It's the same model used by SWAT and FBI agents, a retired vehicle from the SWAT team."
"Don't be shy, buddy. Come and touch it, feel its glorious past. Look at the bullet holes on the door and the bloodstains on the seat. It's all about authenticity."
"How much?" Ma Jieke had no intention of buying; he was just curious.
"18,000 yuan, including a full set of maintenance and parts replacement."
"Duo Shao?" Everyone was dumbfounded. Are you out of your mind? How much does it cost to buy a new one? Who the hell would be so stupid as to be a sucker?
Seeing the Asian boy's exaggerated expression, Old Dick had no choice but to give up, knowing that this was no foolish rich kid.
After scanning the area, he walked over to a battle-damaged Chevrolet Corvette C8.
This is a police supercar, almost never seen in the city, only equipped by the state police highway patrol team, used to intercept and pursue speeding drivers.
Calling it a battle-damaged version is an understatement; it's more like a fallen version. The front end has been blown off, and the parts and charred coils are exposed like human skeletons.
The left door was so dented that it could only be opened with a cutting machine, and the right door was completely missing.
According to him, you definitely can't drive it away; you'll have to be towed away. If you're willing to repair it, it can be fixed, but how much it will cost is hard to say.
If you don't want to, you can buy it as a decoration. After all, it's a rare series. Real car enthusiasts don't drive cars; they just keep them at home to look at.
Ma Jie didn't even ask the price; he immediately passed on it and went to find a model he liked on his own.
Soon I found a Dodge charger that I liked. This car is usually purchased in bulk by the police department because of its high cost performance. The new car costs just over $3.
The car is practically falling apart. The bumper is hanging diagonally on it, the side windows are completely shattered, and the interior seats are covered in dust. It's questionable whether it can even be started.
When asked about the price, the other party quoted $2000, which was truly treating the buyer like dirt.
After some haggling, the final offer was 1750, not a penny less.
Ma Jieke could afford the money, but he was frustrated. Who would be happy to spend a measly two thousand dollars on a pile of scrap metal?
With the idea of saving money wherever possible, I continued my treasure hunt in the warehouse and unknowingly found a corner.
Near the wall, a separate area was set aside, and all the cars parked there were police cars, but not traditional automobiles.
Among them are small, cute tricycles that can accommodate up to two people and are responsible for issuing parking tickets on the road.
There's also a row of motorcycles in questionable condition, including Yamaha FJR1300P, Zongshen RX3-P, and Kawasaki off-road motorcycles, ranging from high-performance to low-cost options.
But what truly captured someone's heart were the few Trek police bicycles on the very periphery.
I glanced at the task description again.
[Challenge Mission: Destroy any police car within the Los Angeles area] Reward Value: ★★★★★
If I understand correctly, police bicycles are also considered police "vehicles," right?
Moreover, this thing isn't just a vehicle; if you use your imagination, it can also be a mobile roadblock, a makeshift weapon, or even a vehicle of war.
Back when World War I and World War II broke out, tens of thousands of American soldiers rode mountain bikes and ran behind armored vehicles and tanks.
During the BLM (Black Lives Matter) protests, police officers were also filmed hitting people with folding bicycles.
This move sparked strong dissatisfaction among the public and manufacturers, with some companies even publicly stating that they would suspend supplies to the police.
Damn it, after all that effort, it turns out I fell into a cognitive trap.
If I had known it would be like this, I would have just asked Sandy to steal one; that would have been so much easier.
Surely the Los Angeles Police Department wouldn't issue arrest warrants all over the world just because a bicycle was stolen?
The actual value of this thing probably doesn't even exceed $950, and even if you get caught, the consequences won't be too serious.
"Sir, how much for this bicycle?"
Having made up his mind, Ma Jie grabbed the handlebars of one of the vehicles and asked for the price.
For this little thing, $100 isn't a small amount, is it?
Old Dick was completely baffled by the question. Wasn't it about buying police cars? What did it have to do with bicycles?
Xiao Fu also couldn't hold back: "Bro, we agreed on this beforehand, you're putting me in a difficult position."
Ma Jieke shrugged, feigning indifference: "What I want to buy is a police car. Notice my pronunciation, 'police vehicle.' What's wrong with that?"
In English, "police" means police officer, and "vehicle" means vehicle or means of transportation, rather than specific terms like car, truck, or sports car.
No problem. A bicycle counts as a vehicle, and descendants of the dragon count as dragons, right? Aren't we all future inheritors of our motherland?