Even though there was the driver in front of her, even though there was a dark window glass further ahead, even though the man still had a black linen strip tied around his eyes...
——But Alice could feel very clearly that the person that the man was staring at was herself!
Even though you couldn't see his eyes at all and there was no expression on his face, you could still feel the compelling sharpness.
That is the decisive spirit that only those who put life and death aside, only those who have put down everything and made the final decision can have it.
The kind of sharpness that can make even the most vicious person choose to avoid him even after being silent. Just one look at him will tell you that this person no longer intends to live.
But at the same time, he was unwilling to die just like that.
Instead, he longs to fall like a comet, so that everyone can witness his passing... to let everyone see clearly this final, most gorgeous death.
It's like putting on a bomb vest, pressing the loose fuse in your hand without hesitation, and then walking calmly towards the target. But on the way, you suddenly see something of concern and turn your eyes in that direction.
Throw it in, and at this moment look at "Russell"——
Silent and heavy, dangerous and deadly.
What Russell felt was this level of danger.
Just by "looking at each other" with that person, Russell clearly realized the essence of the other person's personality.
It was at that moment that Russell instinctively sensed the identity of the other party.
——He is the "sheath"!
Russell's biological father on a blood level, a man he has never seen since he can remember.
There is no reason or basis...Russell's instinct and blood are calling out like this.
Although Russell has never seen the other party dressed like this, even since he was a child, he has never seen the photo of the sheath in Alice, and he has never seen a recent photo of him...
However, the moment they met for the first time, Russell recognized him immediately.
But the sheath seemed to have no reaction...
He just took a deep look at "Alice" and then flicked the iron sword in his hand. The blood stained on the owl's head spilled a crescent-like arc on the ground.
Then, he suddenly disappeared out of thin air like a ghost!
"Fuck, that's awesome!"
The driver, who was still cursing and evading before, used his broken voice to praise excitedly and wildly: "My God, this guy is so cool!
"Two ladies, have you seen it? I bet he is the next hero. Isn't he more manly than Ultramarine? Just kill him... Good kill! Damn it! After beheading, the blood is so bloody
Why can it spray straight up?"
The driver cursed and praised at the same time. Even though he was wearing a seat belt, he was still rocking his body back and forth violently, as if he was listening to intense rock music.
He used a high-pitched voice and rapid gibberish to cover up his previous fear, and used violent movements to relieve the stiffness of his body - it was the instinct of his body that became cold and sluggish because he thought he was going to die.
The driver didn't dare to hit the ball, so he hit the table hard.
He was so hard that he smashed the edges of his palms red. The pain also slightly awakened his reason, causing the trembling frequency of his fingers to become lower.
"Oh my God... I'm alive again! Every fucking day!"
The driver cursed frequently and began to shake his legs subconsciously.
He was still excited, or rather fearful - he reached out to push open the projection screen on the passenger side, and looked at the two ladies in the back seat through the rearview mirror, looking at each other: "Awesome, I also have the driving recorder on!
Look at this video I recorded... I'm going to post it online now! I feel like this video will go viral... No, it will definitely go viral!"
His face turned red, as if he was drunk.
The driver was shaking his legs fiercely while talking nonsense in a high-spirited mood: "Damn it, this man saved me! That black whirlwind is psychic, right? It can blow people more than twenty meters away, which is incredible.
Blow the bullets away too? Damn, why did it break at this time?!"
As he spoke, he patted the old projector hard.
After a burst of snowflakes, the previous video was reflected in front of them.
Starting from the group of people holding submachine guns and shooting at the cars parked at the intersection, screams and gunfire sounded together. The originally stationary traffic flow at the intersection suddenly became chaotic, followed by seven or eight car accidents at the same time.
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The next moment, the driver suddenly froze.
Also stunned were Alice and Delphinium——
——Because in that video, there was no man holding the sword at all.
All I could see was a black storm rolling up over there, falling like thunder, blowing the crowd away.
And the man with the sheathed sword on his head did not see the blade at all - his head seemed to have pressed the ejection button, detached itself from the body and flew straight up.
Although crescent moon-like blood stains were spilled on the ground, the sword was still not visible. Even the blood was not visible... A blood stain appeared on the ground out of thin air.
It's like, he was a non-existent ghost from the beginning.
Just like that, it disappeared from the image out of thin air.
Alice saw this and suddenly patted Delphinium's hand.
She stretched out her hand, with the inner side of her wrist pointing upward. Delphinium had become somewhat skilled now, and pulled out a data cable from her arm and connected it to herself.
[Look at the monitor, right?]
Before Alice could speak, Delphinium answered first.
This is a crossroads, this is a main road - there are undoubtedly surveillance cameras on it. Not only one, but eight of them.
The saucer on Delphinium's left palm was slightly hot. She stretched out her hand and pushed out a row of azure light screens in front of her that only she could see.
Then she flipped through it quickly, and it took less than three seconds to pull out the corresponding monitor screen. At the same time, she stole the video the driver showed her and opened it.
The picture taken by the driver's driving recorder is in the middle, together with the eight surveillance pictures arranged in a nine-square grid.
The timeline is automatically aligned and synchronized playback begins.
Immediately afterwards, Alice saw very clearly——
In any surveillance, the "sheath" is completely invisible.
There was never that person. There was never that bloody sword.
If it hadn't been for Russell, Delphinium and the driver both had a common memory and had confirmed that the details were correct, Russell would have even thought that he was too nervous and was hallucinating.
The "sheath" is like a ghost or monster that can only be seen with the naked eye...
Like a monster named "Kamaitachi", the black demonic wind whipped up and cut off the head of the mob leader in full view of everyone.
——But he himself cannot be seen by these mechanical things.