Vincent slowly leaned his head closer to the window, two-thirds of his face exposed to the light outside the window, as if feeling the warmth of the light, and unusually did not continue to hide in the dark corner, glanced at the silent back of Max's head, and said, "You are still alive, I saved you." ”

Max, however, moved his head slightly into the carriage as if he was avoiding the light outside the window, two-thirds of his face was hidden in the darkness, and when he heard the voice behind him, he raised his eyebrows and glanced in the rearview mirror, and lowered his gaze impatiently, and was silent.

The corners of Vincent's mouth hooked slightly, and he smiled sarcastically, "Did you thank me?" No, you just shut up and don't speak. But Max still didn't speak, and drove intently, "Are you going to speak?" Are you going to call me to die? ”

"Die." Max spat out the word between his closed lips, making the smile on Vincent's lips a little bigger, "So you care about it now?" Do you care if I'm willing to thank you? Max thought about it angrily, but after all, he couldn't hold back, and retorted, "Why did you kill Fanning?" ”

"Who's Fanning?" Vincent leaned his brow in the middle, revealing confusion - his affection became much more apparent at this point.

"Fanning, that policeman/detective." Max raised his voice, suppressed anger trembling in his voice, "Why did you kill him?" He may have a family, and the child has no father. Max's words were fragmented, and the more he spoke, the more agitated he became, "He believed me. ”

The corners of Vincent's mouth twitched slightly, "I should have let him go, just because he believed in you." ”

"No, that's not what it meant."

"No? No? ”

"Yes, so what? What's wrong? ”

"It's my job!" Vincent chuckled.

"Work?" Max said sarcastically.

Vincent looked at the police cars outside the car window and saw that the helicopters in the air were temporarily out of sight, ignoring Max's taunts, and said directly, "Go down/down." Apparently Max didn't understand why he was going to Downtown, Vincent looked at Max speechlessly, "How are you doing with math?" They asked me to kill five people, and I only killed four. ”

Max was completely out of words, listening to Vincent talk about killing people so sparsely and ordinarily, the shock and disgust in his heart had made his brain completely stiff, "Why don't you kill me and find another driver?" ”

"Because you're good, now we're in the same boat." Vincent raised an eyebrow and chuckled, "Fate, chance, you know." ”

"Nonsense!" Max kept shaking his head, apparently no longer willing to listen to this nonsense.

"I'm talking nonsense? You're the king of, you're even fooling yourself! Vincent leaned away from the back of his chair and approached Max, and said in a slightly urgent voice, "'I'm just doing harm for the people......"

"That's what you said yourself!" Max retorted.

"And you believe me?" Vincent's counterattack left Max at the end of his words again.

"And what the hell did they do?" Max tries to push Vincent into a corner, but it's not an easy task.

"How do I know?" "They all look like witness protection programs, where somebody is being prosecuted and doesn't want to be convicted," Vincent rightly said. ”

Max suddenly realized, "That's why?" ”

"That's the 'why,' not the reason." Vincent twisted his neck and corrected, "There are no good reasons and no bad reasons for life and death. ”

"What about you?" Max turned his head and glanced at Vincent, "I don't feel it. Vincent replied without hesitation, much to Max's surprise, and their eyes collided in the dim light, and Max turned back to look back at the road ahead.

Vincent leaned back, but seemed uncomfortable, and moved forward again, his chest rising and falling slightly, "Actually, there are thousands of stars in this universe, and the tiniest of them is ...... It's us, in the blink of an eye, lost in space. That policeman/detective, you, me, who will notice? The intricacies between the eyebrows were gently churning, dragging everyone in the screening room into contemplation, including Max.

This is the third time since the beginning of the movie, that seemingly insipid dialogue hides a lot of information, Javier is engrossed, savoring every word between the two people, and feels more and more that this movie is not so simple.

After the silence, Max's eyes became firm, "So, what the hell is going on with you?" This gave Vincent a puzzled look, "Why the hell are you killing people?" For money? For desire/desire? For liberation? You say I'm a coward, but what about you? Maxstone Guò looked at the silent Vincent in the rearview mirror, and the confusion between his eyebrows was clearly visible in the hazy spots, "Is it because you grew up in the shelter that you can't find a home?" What any normal person should have, but you ...... No. There was a hint of pity in Max's words, but more of a curiosity, anger, and passion, "I mean, you don't even know why you're killing?" Is it a primitive drive, or is it the pursuit of profit? Or ...... Is it just because of emptiness that you are trying to find your own sense of existence? ”

Max's messy words made Vincent completely silent, and he lowered his eyes and fell into deep thought, the love in his eyes was struggling, but obviously, Max had no intention of giving up, "So, you and I are both humble beings, as you said, the most insignificant speck of dust in the whole universe, you desperately seek a sense of existence, longing for your mother's care, longing for your father's attention, longing for the approval of others - even if it is the pity of others praying for life, It can also make you feel your own sense of existence. You think you're God, you think you've seen through, you think you're wantless, no, in fact, you're just a wretched creature who wants to cry in your mother's arms! ”

Vincent's pupils suddenly dilated, and the whole person rushed forward, trying to make Max shut up, but Max's momentum became more and more fierce, and he did not back down, "Don't say how noble you are, as if you don't care about anything." At the end of the day, you're the scumbag who cut off the hair of the dead in order to survive! ”

"Am I a scumbag?" After the anger reached its extreme, Vincent regained his composure, and he leaned on the back of the passenger seat, whispering into Max's ear like a ghost behind him, "Look in the mirror, look at yourself." Clean tissues, clean rentals, limousine dreams, how much money have you saved? Someday? Will one day a dream come true? One day in the future, you will find that your dreams have never been realized! This made Max grit his teeth and suppress his anger, but Vincent had no intention of giving up, "It won't happen at all!" And then you're suddenly old because you're not going to do it at all. You'll forget your dreams, sit down every day, be hypnotized by the TV, don't talk to me about murder, you just need to pay a down payment for a luxury car. And you definitely won't call that woman because you're forever confined to the seat of a taxi! ”

Max stings Vincent, and Vincent stings Max.

"You know, you're right." Max's muscles tensed, he stepped on the accelerator, and the car began to speed up, "I never looked at my whole life, I always just expected a qiē to be perfect." "But we're all tiny specks of dust in this universe," said the murderer sitting behind me. Even if it fails, so what, what's the big deal! The throttle hit the bottom, and Max began to drift quickly on the road, "If you don't try, you haven't started a single qiē, how can you know the end?" ”

The camera of the movie seems to be on the dashboard, drifting quickly from Max's driver's point of view, and Max's voice can be heard echoing in the ears, but only the street scene that is constantly receding rapidly can be seen in the sight, this first-person turmoil and gallop brings every viewer into this real world.

Javier involuntarily grabbed the back of his chair, his muscles tightened to the extreme, as if his accelerator had also stepped on the extreme, and the long-awaited drag racing of commercial movies finally came, but he didn't have any excitement at all, because he saw the bravery of the shipwreck in Max, and even Vincent was frightened.

From the rearview mirror, you can glimpse Vincent's panic, he pointed a gun at Max's temple, but Max, who was already planning to die together, didn't care at all, and calmly teased Vincent, making Vincent look like a clown. The speed is getting faster and faster!

Javier saw such a ridiculous scene from the rearview mirror, Vincent, who was holding a pistol, looked panicked, but Max, who was threatened, was resolute.

Eventually, the speed of the car was completely out of control, and Max's steering wheel turned hard, and the car crashed into the safety island. With a "boom", the entire screening hall was shocked by the scene in front of them, who could have predicted that Max would reverse the situation in such a way.

Vincent staggered away from the scene of the car accident, and the traffic police, who arrived at the scene because of the accident, tried to help, but accidentally found the body that had fallen out of the back compartment, so he planned to arrest Max. Max was going to be caught - this qiē is finally over, even the prison is safer than the real world, but then Max accidentally discovers the information on the back seat - Vincent's last target is his passenger tonight, Annie.

Javier gasped, he remembered that Anne was a prosecutor! Anne is really not a randomly arranged character, all the clues are connected, but what Javier regrets most now is - he missed the dialogue between Anne and Max at the beginning, so he missed many details, obviously, Lance's script is not randomly scribbled.

In desperation, in order to save Anne, Max made his first act of rebellion - he attacked the unsuspecting police/detectives, snatched the opponent's gun, and then ran towards Anne's office building. Max calls Anne as he moves towards his goal, trying to get Anne to leave quickly, and everything comes to an end.

It was also the most tense moment since the film began to be screened, and all emotions were pushed to the top! Tense and frightened, as if you could smell gunpowder in the air, the slow rhythm that was suppressed to the extreme burst out with incredible tension! (To be continued.) )