The sound of tires screeching on the road.
The driver slamd on the brakes and stopped in the middle of the road.
Honk! Honk!
"Damn! How are you driving...?"
Behind them, several vehicles slamd on their horns furiously because of the taxi driver's sudden stop. Just as they were about to roll down their windows and curse, they saw the positions of the two people, their faces filled with curiosity and surprise.
"What, what do you want? Please put the knife down! Don't kill !"
The driver pleaded fearfully, raising both hands towards the sun visor on the roof, his hands away from the steering wheel.
[What's going on? Is the strear holding the taxi driver hostage now?]
[Judging by the sound, it seems so. Probably trying to hijack the car to escape!]
[This doesn't make sense, right? Hasn't the strear already escaped the police encirclent? There's no need to stir up more trouble and draw police attention now, is there?]
[Maybe the taxi driver recognized the strear as a fugitive and wanted to report it?]
…
The sudden turn of events startled the live stream viewers.
Gu Ji ignored the driver's pleas, his eyes locked onto the driver's gaze through the windshield, his voice cold as ice:
"Don't move! Or you'll be dead in an instant! Disable the bomb strapped to now!"
What!?
At this mont, both the driver and the live stream audience were as shocked as if a thunderbolt had exploded over their heads.
[Is the driver a terrorist?]
[No way, the strear just got in the car, what made him think that?]
[Probably just that the strear has been under bomb threats and chased by police since morning, causing long-term high-pressure stress, leading to hallucinations?]
[Strear, please don't do sothing stupid!]
[Art demands cruelty: What nonsense are you spouting?]
…
The taxi driver's pupils shrunk, his mouth slightly open, swallowing saliva two or three tis as if his throat was dry.
"I, I don't know what you're talking about. Please... Please don't kill . I'll give you however much money you want, just don't kill !"
"Nice act."
A sneer flashed across Gu Ji's face, and his left hand tightened forcefully. The blade subtly stirred on the driver's neck, sinking deeper, with fresh blood staining the collar from the wound.
"Ugh..."
The driver's face flushed, unsure if it was from holding his breath or from the pain of the stab, "I don't know what you're talking about..."
[Damn! Has the strear gone mad?]
[Strear, please don't go down the wrong path. The driver is innocent!]
[This is bad. The strear might have been driven crazy!]
[Unable to find the real mastermind, he's acting out in frustration!]
[Strear, don't act rashly! The terrorists are already comnting in the stream, don't do anything foolish!]
[Art demands cruelty: Tsk tsk, are you really going to commit a cri?]
…
Everyone in the chat urged Gu Ji due to the driver's pleas.
But he remained relentless, increasing the pressure, a fierce murderous intent flashing in his eyes: "The body's instincts don't lie. True fear elevates blood pressure, causes panic, quickens breath, and leads to uncontrollable trembling."
"I'm pressing right against your head, but apart from seeing shock in your eyes, I sense no fear. On the contrary, you're extrely calm, having already rehearsed a few counterasures in your mind repeatedly. Your eyes and fingers have glanced at the sun visor on the ceiling three tis, hiding a knife inside?"
"Good experience. Most people are just wary of movents towards the waist. Drawing a weapon from the waist isn't as quick or as hidden as from the top. Judging from the tremors of the streaming phone, you're likely not the bomb assailant who spoke to . Our heads are touching right now. Even if your accomplice triggers the bomb, you'll die too. I'll give you one last chance, disarm the bomb on now!"
Of course, this was all after-the-fact analysis.
The real decision to act ca from having seen this taxi driver before.
Not far from the previous Queens District subway explosion exit!
Gu Ji had taken his taxi to Flushing Park.
Thanks to the instant mory enhancent from the Central Nervous System Attribute, and the initial analysis that the bomber was hiding nearby and following , the taxi driver appeared!
In both actions, the driver showed up near the explosion sites and shared identical language, deanor, and tone.
The main point: even the conversation script was perfectly consistent.
As if it were a rehearsed script!
After experiencing nurous crises in gas, reality, etc.
Gu Ji no longer believed in the word "coincidence."
And this ti, the taxi driver didn't imdiately show up at the 7-line subway station and Flushing Park, possibly because Gu Ji controlled the opening scene perfectly after a death restart, escaping the police while the bomber didn't react in ti.
Fortunately, in this round, I didn't encounter this shady taxi driver at the start.
Otherwise, with Gu Ji's current vigilance.
Suspicion would have arisen from the start.
"I..."
The driver's lips moved slightly as if he wanted to explain, but suddenly, his right foot slamd the gas pedal to the floor, the engine roaring, and the rear wheels screeching against the ground as the car surged forward abruptly.
The sudden acceleration caused Gu Ji's body to lurch backward.
The driver with the black hat seized the opportunity, his eyes gleaming, stretching out his left arm to grab Gu Ji's folding knife, while his right hand quickly reached for the sun visor.
Even during rapid acceleration, he responded like this!
This person definitely had training!
But Gu Ji kept the opponent's pupils in his sights, and at the mont the driver's intent to attack beca evident, his hands exerted force simultaneously, thrusting the folding knife deeply into the driver's neck.
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