Sitting in the driver's seat of the broken Cadillac convertible, Zhang Luo did not wear a seat belt for safety reasons. After all, if the other party has a gun in their hand, the seat belt is likely to make you die faster.

"Are you sure you want to do this?" Jason sat in the co-pilot's seat as he spoke, picked up a copy of the San Francisco Morning News that was originally placed on the seat, and was about to throw it away, but was grabbed by Zhang Luo's wrist.

"Wait a minute, let me look at this paper."

Pulling the Cadillac under a streetlight on the side of the road, Zhang Luo began to read the contents of the newspaper by the dim yellow light from the bulb above his head.

He had just opened the newspaper when he saw an astonishing scene:

A black and white portrait in the center of the second page of the newspaper squirmed strangely after a few seconds of frozen, and two blood streaks suddenly flowed from the eyes of the originally kind old man, and then he opened his mouth and let out a strange laugh that made the scalp tingle:

"Hello!"

If ordinary people saw this kind of scene, they might be so frightened that they threw away the newspaper, but Zhang Luo and Jason were not affected at all, and they both stared at the faces of the people talking in the newspaper with a caring and mentally handicapped look:

"You're the 'God of Killers'?" Zhang Luo asked angrily.

"Guess who I am?" That guy's voice was very obscene, and when you heard it, you knew it wasn't a good thing.

Hearing this, Zhang Luo sighed, raised his hand and was about to throw away the newspaper, at this moment-

"Wait a minute, I'm the one who pulled you here!" The newspaper made a panicked sound.

"In that case, can you explain what's going on?" Zhang Luo frowned slightly, staring at the terrifying portrait in the newspaper.

- This unscrupulous guy doesn't look like a killer god at all, but more like some mischievous character. If that's the case, there's a possibility that useful information can come out of this guy's mouth.

"Good, good. I'll explain right away. The guy who was suspected of being the "God of Killers" in the newspaper completely lost his previous sense of oppression in the real world, and immediately said: "I'm just bored, so I was invited by the conqueror's camp to come and kill you, but you seem to be very interesting." So I changed my mind for the time being......"

Speaking of this, the figure suddenly raised his voice: "If you can achieve the set goal, I will let you out!" How is it? ”

"What goal?" Zhang Luo went straight to the point.

He knew that if he had strayed into some kind of game, it was clearly time to accept the task.

"You probably found out too, right? This is San Francisco in the summer of 1969, and the person just now is indeed the famous 'Zodiac Killer'. Dictated by the urge to kill, he was driving in search of his target. And what you have to do is stop his killing tonight! The newspaper said.

"Oh? It sounds like a no-brainer. Zhang Luo smiled.

-- Although his own strength is gone. But if you want to stop the killer, it's not too difficult.

After talking to the portrait in the newspaper, he can already confirm that this place is not the real world, and he has not crossed over, but has entered some kind of highly restored fantasy.

So if you want to stop the zodiac killer who is also not superhuman, just take advantage of that guy's unpreparedness and drive a "GTA player routine". Just knock that guy to death and you'll be fine.

Things obviously won't go so well, though:

"I know what you're thinking. I warn you in advance, if you kill him, he may turn into something terrifying, and you will be the one who will be hunted down and killed! The portrait in the newspaper reminded.

"Why don't you just kill him one more time?" Jason snorted impatiently.

"You can try...... It's half past nine in the evening, as long as you survive until six o'clock tomorrow morning, and don't let the Zodiac killer kill anyone. It's time to go back to the real world! The newspaper was silent again.

“……”

Seeing that the portrait on the second page had turned back to an ordinary picture, Zhang Luo casually crumpled the newspaper into a ball, threw it into the trash can not far away in a standard shooting position, and then let out a long breath and looked at the red-haired beauty sitting beside him:

"Here's the problem. Where do we go to find that killer? ”

"Damn, he just deliberately stalled for time!" Jason only reacted at this time, and immediately scolded.

- They could have kept up with the killer's car, but now it's gone. It's undoubtedly much more difficult to find the wandering killer.

However, it is not completely impossible......

"That guy left tire prints." Zhang Luo looked down at the road ahead.

There were no cars passing on this lakeside road at night, except for the car driven by the murderer just now, only his own convertible.

Since the killer had driven the car onto the soft dirt ground, he had left a faint tire mark on the road ahead, which was not too obvious, but it was enough to track.

Realizing this, Zhang Luo started the Cadillac's engine again, and the dilapidated body made a piercing humming sound, and finally started after a burst of vibration, slowly following the tire prints on the road.

"How are your driving skills, if you can't do it, you can change to me?" Jason glanced at the young man next to him uncomfortably.

"It's okay, when I went to the driving school to play, the coach was so angry with me that the old man was too fast." Zhang Luo casually said deeds that were not glorious.

――In order to go on crazy adventures in various places, driving skills need to be mastered, but because his style is too unrestrained, he basically belongs to the level of a road killer in the real world, and only in this kind of place can he drive with confidence.

As he spoke, Zhang Luo had already manipulated the tattered Cadillac to turn a corner, and the headlights reflected the lakeside street in front of him, and then he immediately saw a terrifying scene.

"Oops."

I saw a tall figure standing on the side of the road in front of me, holding a gun and aiming it at the window of a sedan next to me. Zhang Luo didn't have time to say anything, so he immediately stepped on the accelerator to the end and drove the car over!

The zodiac killer, who was going to shoot the passengers in the car, was stunned for a moment under the influence of the sudden jammer, and the car next to him did not miss this fleeting opportunity, and immediately started the accelerator and ran away.

The murderer, who failed in the hunting operation, suddenly raised his gun and aimed at the Cadillac driven by Zhang Luo, and slammed the trigger!

"Smack!"

Even with a silencer on the opponent's pistol, there was a sharp sound, and a bullet hit the thick bumper in front of the Cadillac.

"Ha, it's time to practice your marksmanship." While taunting the other party, Zhang Luo slammed the steering wheel sharply, turned a corner and returned to the previous road, leaving the killer out of sight.

-- Early pistol silencers seriously affected the accuracy of shooting at medium distances, and were generally only used in infiltration operations and espionage operations. In fact, the fact that guy was able to hit the car just now already made Zhang Luo admire.

However, now is not the time to study the accuracy of pistols.

"Shall we catch up?" Hearing the sound of the Zodiac Killer starting the car's engine, Jason asked.

"No, he's supposed to come after us and kill us." Zhang Luo looked back at the light of the headlights on the fork in the road behind him, and started the convertible and galloped forward.

Gripping the cold steering wheel, he didn't speak as he drove forward, only frowning slightly.

Although this place was strange in the first place, he always felt that something was not quite right - the conditions for getting out of this hellish place didn't seem to be as simple as stopping the killer from committing murder:

It seems that I have missed something, or I have overlooked some details. But I can't say what went wrong.

"Well, that seems interesting......"

Staring at the dark blue sedan chasing after him from the rearview mirror, Zhang Luo began to quickly think about a solution. (To be continued.) )