Genius Club-Chapter 233 - 57 Taxi Driver_2

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"You never used to have such a vile hobby."

"Lin Xian is different from others..." Ji Xinshui chuckled:

"He’s someone I found myself... his meaning is extraordinary."

Having said that, Ji Xinshui was about to hang up.

"Arrogance."

Ji Lin called out to him:

"May 3rd, don’t you think it is a very special day?"

On the other end of the phone, Ji Xinshui hesitated for a moment:

"To my recollection, it doesn’t seem to be any festival or anniversary. But perhaps... in the future, this day will be one to remember for a lifetime for us."

Ji Lin snorted a laugh and lowered his head:

"You’re right."

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Whoosh! Whoosh!

The speeding taxi and the Ferrari rushed out of the city roads, one after the other, onto the national highway in the suburbs.

At night, the national highway was a wild dance of demons and gods for semi-trucks.

Unlike the empty city roads before, the national highway was bustling with vehicles, each one a behemoth in its own right.

Speeding, overloading, license plates covered in dust, running through checkpoints without stopping... These were almost the standard passive skills for the drivers of these trucks.

Even a formidable Ferrari was nothing but a little brother in front of a semi-truck weighing dozens of tons.

Therefore, Lin Xian had to slow down along with the taxi, dodging these big brothers of the road.

It seemed...

Just as he had guessed before, perhaps those vehicles involved in the accidents could vanish into the thin air by playing a game of "transforming vehicles" with the cooperation of these semi-trucks.

The taxi in front of him zigzagged through the mingling semis, as if searching for something.

Lin Xian didn’t rush to chase. He took out his cell phone, ready to call Chu Shanhe—

Boom!!!!!!!

Suddenly!

Flames skyrocketed ahead!

A semi-truck was blown sideways by the blast! And the taxi in the flow of traffic was blown a dozen meters into the air! It broke into two pieces mid-flame and crashed into the irrigation ditch on the right side of the road!

Screech——————

Lin Xian frantically executed a lateral drift, allowing the Ferrari to stop in time at a safe distance, ensuring safety.

Then, confirming the safety of incoming traffic on both sides, he pulled the vehicle over to the side of the road, turned on the hazard lights, and got out of the driver’s seat...

A bomb?

Lin Xian smelled the familiar scent of gunpowder in the air...

This scent, he had smelled many times in the bank at The First Dreamland, always from Big Face Cat’s C4 explosives.

Why did the taxi suddenly explode?

Could it be...

This was also part of Ji Lin’s original plan?

Did they anticipate that I would ambush here from the beginning, or was it their intent to kill this taxi driver and cover up the evidence?

Lin Xian didn’t call Chu Shanhe anymore, as it was no longer meaningful.

But this was only the first half of Lin Xian’s plan; he still needed Chu Shanhe’s cooperation for the second half...

Keeping the secret arrangement with Chu Shanhe undisclosed for now was also good for him, allowing him to have an additional card up his sleeve when facing Ji Lin in the future.

Lin Xian ran down the irrigation ditch beside the national road...

The taxi he had been chasing was broken into two.

The rear half was burning fiercely in the ditch, while the front half lay a few meters away in the farmland, emitting a wisp of smoke.

The windscreen was shattered, and the body charred black.

The driver, wearing a hat, sunglasses, and a mask, lay half out of the window, sprawled on the ground without a trace of life.

Lin Xian took a deep breath and slowly walked towards the driver.

He walked very slowly.

Not because he worried that the driver might suddenly come back to life... after an explosion of that magnitude, it was already miraculous that the body was intact. Reality isn’t a Hollywood movie; the likelihood of him coming back to life was negligible.

Lin Xian’s breathing became rapid...

The black smoke from the burning gasoline, along with the pervasive smell of gunpowder, made his nostrils uncomfortable, like breathing a thick, muddy sludge—sticky and nauseating.

In the air, there seemed to be a scent of charred human flesh. The protective mechanism embedded in one’s DNA made Lin Xian’s scalp tingle uncontrollably, sending out the most primal biological warning.

One step, two steps, three steps.

Lin Xian drew closer and closer to the driver’s body lying on the ground.

The driver’s sunglasses were skewed to one side, while the mask and cap still obscured his face.

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Look at those broad arms... Lin Xian compared them to Zheng Chenghe, whom he had just seen this morning, both similarly muscular.

Zheng Chenghe.

Could it be you?

In Lin Xian’s mind, the only thing that came up was Zheng Xiangyue’s clean and pure smile:

"Big brother is not ignorant, he is protecting me! He’s a hero!"

"I want to ask big brother, after I die... to bury me on the moon!"

"Because brother said, mom and dad are there... I really want to see them."

"Big brother always says, kindness is rewarded with kindness, and evil with evil, the world really is like this!"

"I hope that he... can earn a ticket to the moon."

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Zheng Chenghe.

Is this the ’evil has its retribution’ you told your sister?

Thud.

Lin Xian walked up to the driver’s body and stopped.

He bent down, pinched the mask on the corpse’s face, and yanked it off—

The dark skin was dripping with blood.

The lips were thick, the nose large, the skin reflected the moonlight, exceptionally smooth, without a scar.

The eyes were hollow, pupils dilated, already exhibiting no sign of life.

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"This is..."

Lin Xian’s eyes widened.

This was an African American...

Not Chinese, and certainly not the scar-covered, humble-looking Zheng Chenghe!

Lin Xian abruptly turned around.

Looking at the crowd slowly gathering on the national road behind him...

He felt something was off.

Very off.

[If Huang Que went to great lengths to lead him to the hospital ward, and the purpose wasn’t to remind him that the murderer was Zheng Chenghe... then what was she really trying to convey?]

[Had he been wrong from the very beginning?]

[Was the clue Huang Que really trying to hint at... related to Zheng Xiangyue?]

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"Thank you for riding, please keep the receipt."

At the bar street, Zheng Chenghe tore off the receipt from the taximeter and handed it to the man in the passenger seat.

"Keep the change!"

The man, handsome, slapped down a red bill and then, with his arms around the two heavily made-up women, laughed heartily as they walked into the glitzy lights.

"Driver! Over here! Over here!"

The taxi business on the bar street was booming; as soon as some customers had just alighted, a few lightly dressed, heavily drunk young women waved at Zheng Chenghe.

He waved back, then drove the taxi forward, after the girls got in, he pressed the taximeter:

"Where to, ladies?"

"Uncle! To Julu Road!"

The girl next to him in the passenger seat, her face red and tipsy with the scent of alcohol, swayed and giggled as she looked at Zheng Chenghe:

"Uncle! Are you robbing a bank or what, covering up so tightly! Can you even see clearly at night with sunglasses on?"

Zheng Chenghe smiled slightly, nodding apologetically:

"There are too many cars with high beams on at night, wearing sunglasses is actually safer."

"Oh my! I didn’t notice, uncle! You’ve got some nice muscles there!"

It was only then that the girls in the car noticed that the driver was very muscular, with broad arms and bulging muscles, looking very strong!

They also had wide arms, tough enough to beat even a gym coach!

"I used to get bullied a lot as a kid, to protect my sister, I worked out a bit." Zheng Chenghe said gently.

"Ah, so it’s for protecting your sister! That makes you a great brother, I envy your sister! You must really spoil her, right?"

"Of course."

Talking about his sister, Zheng Chenghe’s smile was brimming with happiness:

"She’s the reason I live, my everything."