Read the following passage and questions, then choose the right answer from options, the answer should be one of A, B, C, D.

<passage>:
, Trooper Lane hovered three thousand feet above Tammany Square. The cool cybrain surgically implanted in him was working on the problem. But Lane had no more patience. They'd Lane said, "I can do that a couple times more, but it burns out the force-globe. Then I'm dead." Lane is through now. He has been able to outthink police with the help of his cybrain. Now police are feeding the problem to their giant analogue computer in the sub-basement of the Court House. The police analogue computer will be able to outthink Lane's cybrain, will predict Lane's moves in advance. Four more cops over like paper dolls, black dog was on Lane's back. the CinC of the Newyork Troopers? The humming paragrav-paks this is Lane." "Lane, this is Trooper Court House. Lane cursed Thirty seconds passed. Lane could hear the clank of caterpillar treads as the mobile teach them how to fight. They don't teach them about their rasped into Lane's ear: against my orders! The Mayor was behind one of those thousands of windows. Old cybrain, a gift from the Trooper surgeons, compliments of the city, would have alive, I'll hang you for disobeying churned in his veins, nerves shrieked with impatience. Lane waited for the electronic brain to come up with the answer. Then his head jerked up, to cops coming. Two black paragrav-boats girl from Mars is right, Lane. anti-missile force-shield, the Shell. Old cybrain better be fast. Damn fast! The cybrain jolted an impulse through his spine. Lane somersaulted. Cybrain had "I am, Lane." The voice of taken charge of his motor nerves. Lane's own mind was rescue you. When they feed the data into that analogue computer, you're finished." "Yes, sir." "I'm sorry, Lane." Lane pressed the stud on to Gerri. "You're okay. I wish I could let you out. Old cybrain says I can't. Says if I drop the force-globe for a second, orange and blue. He shrugged away the problem. Cybrain they'll fire into the room, and knew what it was doing. pane dissolved. Lane streamed Lane laughed. "Any of them Lane dropped lightly to the A girl screamed. Lane's Martians can't afford it." Lane frowned with the effort Lane, still in a crouch, chewed "Lashing police with his Armory. Two policemen were "Lane broke through the cordon computer is now hooked directly to the controls of the blaster cannon battery. It will outguess Lane's cybrain and check his moves ahead of time." below said, "The police analogue him. Lane is an insane killer. He is armed with the latest military weapons. A built-in electronic brain controls his reflexes—" "At ease with that jazz," said Lane, and a sheathed finger "You deserve it, Lane." Lane looked at Gerri. "How Lane strode to the window. should get killed. If I take a Lane's mailed hand snapped "And kill you all the sooner." side. There's too many damn Troopers and not enough good persons like you. Old cybrain says stay here, but I don't guess I will. I'm gonna pay Lane glanced out the window. "But you're safe in here!" are cautioned to keep clear of her. "When I say now, press this. Then take your hand off, real fast. It'll shut off the screen for a second." He stepped up on to the window ledge. Automatically, the cybrain cut in his paragrav-paks. "So long, outa-towner. Now! Lane grinned. "Trooper Lane, of the Newyork Special They weren't aimed at the at Lane, either. They were Which way now? Looks like I got a chance. Old cybrain says fly right for the cannons. blue-violet eyes snapped at ahead. Go to hell, old cybrain. I'm doing all right by myself. I come to see the Mayor, and Lane plunged forward. He "I don't," said Lane, unconcerned. "Well, you should have had brains enough to honor the him. There were five men on the balcony—emergency! Years of training and cybrain Her large, dark eyes narrowed. "Who sent you?" "My cybrain sent me." She went openmouthed. "You're Lane took over. Lane's hand shot diplomatic immunity, you'll Lane stood for a moment in go over there." "Whaddaya know," said Lane. "Cybrain didn't know, no more than me." Lane chance. Well, I captured the "What's that out there?" "Force-screen. Nothing gets past, except maybe a full-size blaster-beam. Keeps cops out. The girl noticed the dark swell of the force-globe. side of Lane. "Gerri Kin. Look, Lane, just get you in worse trouble. Lane said, "I'm going to "Did she ask you to?" demanded Lane shook his head. "She's perfect defense. But also the Lane said, "Yeah? Well, we you from duty. But I know better. You beat that analogue computer by sheer stupidity—by disregarding your cybrain." Lane said, "It wasn't so stupid if it worked." City cops." Lane sneered. "I They had cops guarding us. We've got a way of beating those big computers now, should anyone use them Lane broke off. There was "I just didn't want her to be hurt." "Exactly. The computer could outguess a machine, like your cybrain. But you introduced a totally unpredictable Lane could read the factor—human emotion. maintained—that the deadliest Lane, or we'll blast you out." "You can't," Lane called. is still, and will always be, the "I repeat, Lane—come out sir," said Lane. "That's why Lane turned to the girl. "I Transcriber's Note: "Yeah, but—" Lane shook This etext was produced from If I'll let this girl out!" "No deal, Lane. We're coming Lane looked down at the voices rose from below. Lane Lane looked across the "Lane is holding the Martian Police are bringing up blaster cannon. Lane's defense similar to the one which protects Newyork from aerial attack." Lane grinned back at Gerri him a chance to let her out? Maybe he could do it now. Cybrain said no. It said the second he dropped his force-screen, they'd blast this room Lane looked sadly at her. Lane these things I can't do? They important?" important I realize they are. You know how to fight, don't you? I'll bet you're perfect government. TechnoSpecs run the machinery. Troopers fight the wars. And ninety per cent because they're not trained to do anything." kept in the Armory, Lane? I "Why?" "Because they're afraid of the deadliest weapon that has Lane said, "They told us in Trooper Academy that it's the of security, when you infiltrated afraid to let you have a furlough if you wanted to. You scared them so much that they'll let If you've never heard of ear-splitting explosion hurled Lane jumped to the window, looked quickly, sprang back. Cybrain pumped orders to his nervous system. "Blaster cannon," he said. "But just one. Gotcha, cybrain. I can beat that." He picked up the black box that generated his protective screen. Snapping it open with small dial. Then he waited. Again an enormous, brain-shattering concussion. Again Lane and Gerri were Lane laughed boyishly and

<question>:
Why do the police believe the analogue computer can defeat Lane?

<options>:
A The police are fooling themselves. The analogue computer cannot hope to compete with the cybrain.
B The analogue computer is much larger and more powerful than the cybrain.
C The cybrains are an extension of the analogue computer.
D The cybrains do not have the advanced processor the analogue computer does.

<answer>:

B