The final gentleman

"this……"

Grip was extremely uncomfortable with such a high density of fear, and instinctively touched the revolver in his trouser pocket.

At the same time, another familiar tone came.

"During the sanity test... you can choose to use the ability "third eye" to spy on the driver's true appearance. Once the spy is successful, the difficulty of the sanity test will increase.

If you can still succeed in the test, you can get a ‘special reward’.

Failure to check will result in double the loss of fear, and will also be driven to a dangerous area by the driver. 』

Before the change, Grip would never take risks. Playing it safe and steady was his style. But the series of events that had just happened had already destroyed his state of mind and ruined his enjoyment of playing this actor's game.

"It's really uncomfortable. This performance is more than just a test of acting skills. It's a bit stomach-churning!

The worst thing is not to play this game anymore. Even if the fear is completely taken away, just go to William afterwards and force it back. "

Due to the drunkenness caused by drinking half a bottle of whiskey on an empty stomach, Grip directly opened his third eye and used the rearview mirror to spy on the driver's true appearance.

Ashes fell, landing on the driver's faceless face.

The surface of the skin, as smooth as a braised egg, was burned open by ashes, revealing the true face beneath the skin.

It’s a pit of red meat embedded in layers,

Each layer is inlaid with dense fangs,

There are still chaotic and amorphous brain threads coiled in it,

The hair on his head raised up and poked out of his face, slowly growing in the back seat and surrounding Grip's face.

The latter was sitting firmly in his seat, his revolver loaded, ready to shoot the driver in the head at any time.

Grip's eyes widened throughout the whole process, letting these brain filaments scrape on the surface of his eyeballs. His heart was occupied by anger. Under the strengthening effect of alcohol, he suppressed the fear alive and became extremely determined.

"The test was a success!" You dared to look directly at the driver's true face and face the indescribable abyss of red meat. Your courage broke through the cage of fear and gained chaotic recognition.

The driver becomes your minion and will serve you for the remainder of the game. 』

The hair was retracted and only fluttered inside the face.

"Mr. 71, I am very inspired by your courage! If you have any further needs, you can ask me. However, my body is tied to the car and I cannot leave the car."

"Send me to my destination first."

"Um."

The sudden success of the test surprised Grip, which made him regain some interest and try to continue playing.

Raindrops pounded on the glass window. Grip looked at the gray and gloomy streets. There were obvious problems with many people or objects he saw.

Then he shifted his attention to the driver.

“Who were you serving before you met me?”

"Of course I'm serving myself. I'm just a taxi driver. Passengers need to pay once they get in the car. However, I set the 'fee'. If they don't want to pay, they will be pulled over by me. Go to an uninhabited place and force payment.”

"How did you become like this?"

"Are you talking about my face? Maybe it's because of my random thoughts... After all, living in such a hopeless city, the hard-earned money earned every day must first be taken away by the company, and then the rest must be taken away Treat my son's illness.

In the end, the son died, and the child's mother also died.

After I heard the news in the car, I didn't go to the hospital or claim the body. Instead, I kept driving until my face became like this, until my body became one with the car.

Only then did I realize that I was already a part of this city and needed to continue serving it.

You are the first passenger who is not afraid of me, dares to look me in the eye, and is willing to continue to accept my driving services. Therefore, I would like to help you get through this difficult time. "

"Thanks."

"There have been frequent accidents on Roman Street where you are going, so be careful! If you are in danger, please call me quickly and stand by the street. I will pick you up as soon as possible."

After saying that, a business card was handed over.

Grip didn't quite understand what 'calling' meant, but he didn't ask in order to fit the character.

Looking at the numbers on the business card, he also remembered that there seemed to be a machine in his pocket that had ten corresponding numeric buttons. He took out the brick-like metal object and pressed the corresponding number in numerical order.

A sharp bell rang in the taxi.

Grip's eyes also lit up. He didn't expect such a convenient material, and he also guessed that the mastermind behind this was probably related to William.

As the taxi turned into an alley, the scene outside the car window changed from the steel jungle to a strip of villas with a wide view. But the crowds on the streets have also become sparse, and not even a single person can be seen for a hundred or two hundred meters.

Finally, the taxi stopped in front of a villa, and there happened to be a metal sign on the iron fence with vegetation hanging on the front door - "No. 07 A, Roman Street".

Looking through the car window,

The villa looked dilapidated due to years of rain, and I vaguely felt something staring at the gap between the curtains of the bedroom on the second floor of the villa.

Since it was acting, and since I had accepted the commission as a detective, I naturally wanted to take a look at the specific situation.

Just as Grip was about to get out of the car, the driver pulled out a brand new bottle of whiskey from the car refrigerator.

"The wine bottle in your hand was empty when you got on the bus, Mr. 71~ If you are not using it to knock people on the head, you'd better get a new one."

"How much."

"This is for you, but I would like to remind you not to drink too much, otherwise it will affect your health."

As Grip walked down the street, the taxi behind him accelerated away instantly, and it took less than three seconds to reach 100 meters.

When Grip turned his head to look, he discovered that the tires were not the only thing driving the taxi. There were also several weird human legs running quickly under the chassis.

"It's a bit interesting... I don't know if there will be some "big success" in the future. That would be interesting. "

When Grip turned his head and re-examined the villa in front of him, the sense of peeking from the second floor was more intuitive, and he was even sure that there was indeed a person standing behind the curtain.

Grip did not raise his head to avoid triggering another dangerous incident.

When he reached out and pressed the doorbell in the front yard, the owner of the villa came out holding an umbrella. Somewhat suspiciously, the umbrella was held too low and completely covered his face.

In view of his previous encounters, Grip also deliberately took two steps back and away from the front door, lest the face he showed when he raised the umbrella was not human at all.

The owner of the villa quickly came to the door of the front yard, opened the lock, and waved to Grip who was standing on the roadside under the umbrella to hurry over.

I still couldn’t see my face the whole time.

"I didn't expect that the three-eyed detective would actually come to my place. Thank you so much... Come in quickly. Breakfast has been prepared for you. I guess you haven't eaten anything yet."

Grip was unmoved, "I wonder if I can take a look at your appearance, sir? After all, there have been too many strange things in the city recently, and this is the first time we have met."

"This is not the first time we have met, but since Mr. Detective requested it."

The umbrella moves up,

A slightly rough but handsome face was revealed,

"Wei..." Grip instinctively wanted to call out his name, but immediately realized that he was acting, "Mr. Ferenc Eaton, we seem to have met before."

"Really? Come in quickly, little grape!"