chapter 1
The Man in the Passenger Seat didn’t look any different.
He wore an army green coat and carried a canvas bag.
He heard the broadcast from the radio.
He froze for two seconds.
Then he told me to turn off the radio.
“It’s creepy listening to that so late at night.”
[Holy crap, didn’t you feel creepy when you fired three shots at someone’s head with a Gun?]
[The driver is so dumb, how can he dare to pick up anyone in the middle of the night?]
[Don’t you guys think this Murderer is really handsome?]
[The criminal from the real case is even more handsome. If someone this good-looking resorts to robbery, he must have his reasons.]
[Oh god, I can’t watch anymore. I remember the car will turn onto a small road soon, and that’s where the driver gets killed, right?]
…
Bullet Comments just flashed by.
Navigation prompted: one kilometer ahead, turn right onto a small road.