Chapter 130

There was a passage in criminal psychology that said that everyone has a certain criminal tendency more or less, but ordinary people restrain this tendency, while criminals choose to break it out.

For an Yizhi, this experience is no less than opening the door to a new world.

His brain and blood flowed in front of him, and there was a fatal residual temperature at the muzzle of the gun. He didn't feel any nausea and discomfort, and even felt comfortable. He felt very happy that pulling the trigger could decide a person's life and death.

Now immersed in this pleasure, an Yizhi doesn't realize how different his behavior is from the past

He hid in the dark alley, moved as light and fast as a mouse, and watched anything outside with vigilance.

In the 1920s, there were no cameras, no mobile phones, and in fact there were not many wired phones, which gave him favorable escape conditions.

About 20 minutes after leaving the police car, he saw other vehicles with harsh sirens passing by, enough for him to stay away from the scene.

The only small regret is that if the police didn't make such a loud noise when seizing the gun, the police body should be found later.

Because of time constraints, an Yizhi didn't have time to search carefully. He took the items found, and took two police pistols, a box of 32 rounds of ammunition, plus more than ten dollars in change.

As a harmless dead house for people and animals, I never thought I would experience the experience of wanted criminals and police hide and seek one day.

Of course, in reality, he didn't dare to confront the police with a few courage, including the fear that the police would kill him. More importantly, after he committed a crime and before the police came to the door, Lin Linglin would probably kill him first

Thinking of his wife's power, Ann pointed to his rising pride and chose his mobile route more carefully... Maybe he was reminding himself in this way.

He never found the exact location of the cinema, and he didn't even know which city in the United States in the 1920s.

It can be learned that the city has been expanded many times, and the residual old buildings and disorderly residential buildings have facilitated his escape. If it was the horizontal and vertical planning mode of the Chinese hometown, the goods would have been caught long ago.

As he passed a garbage dump, he found a ragged scarf with rotten juice and egg juice on it. I wanted to clean it with magic tricks, but the system prompts that magic tricks are not available.

Ann thought for a moment and found the reason.

Having a needle in your hand means that you can "unlock the lock with a needle". This explanation is clear. It is not a supernatural ability, and you can clean the scarf without any cleaning tools in hand. That is magic.

Regardless of how dirty the scarf was, he had to choose a clean place to wear it to cover half of his face. Considering that the dissemination of information in this era is far slower than that in later generations, this degree of camouflage is enough to deceive ordinary people.

He leaned against the corner and peered out into the street. It was found that it was five minutes since the last police car passed by. If he didn't miscalculate the law, he had about three minutes to leave the alley.

Stooping, carrying a bag with several bottles in his hand, pretending to be an old scavenger, the tramp slowly walked out of the alley. The advantage of this dress is that ordinary people don't look at his face carefully at all. They take a glance and then keep themselves away from him.

I passed the road slowly and hammered my waist from time to time.

Venture out of the alley to get clues, because he can't hide forever. The police's seemingly flawed search is actually narrowing the siege, and it won't take long to lock his position.

Shooting the police not only means that there is an additional homicide, but also means that he is provoked by a beast called state power. Every second, his situation is in danger, and he can't afford to waste it.

There was a newsstand across the road. An Yizhi wanted to buy a map there, but when he saw the wanted notice on the telegraph pole next to the newsstand, he had to change his mind, keep his route, calmly cross the newsstand and enter the alley opposite.

"There's no clue. I'm captured by the whole city. I have to find a player disguised as NPC. It's too difficult!"

Hate kicked on the wall to vent his emotions. After the excitement passed, there was only suffocation left.

Reason warned him not to be impulsive, he must be calm.

He felt out the pack of cigarettes and an Yizhi needed its help.

In reality, he doesn't smoke, but it doesn't mean he won't. He learned it when he was in a rebellious period. Because Lin Linglin hated smokers, she forced him to quit later.

He pulled out a cigarette without a filter and was about to touch the lighter.

Then he found that the handwriting and lines on the cigarette were a little strange.

"I'm so stupid. The clue has been on me! Yes, that's it"

He excitedly opened all the cigarettes, found a flat step, put each piece of paper for cigarettes on it, and played a jigsaw puzzle according to the consistency of lines and handwriting.

Soon he got a map.

This map is also a hand-made product, which is relatively simple, with only two limited points marked on it.

One of them says' I'll spend the night here 'and the other says' cinema, safe place'

"Well, that should be the location of the public toilet when I first entered the copy."

When he found there, his fingers went along the road and slowly recalled the road he had walked.

"I remember the police car took me two intersections along the road in the direction of the sun. Then I hijacked the police car, turned left and entered the nearby alley."

So far, it's going well, but not next.

"Then... Lying in the trough, and then where did I go?"

When he hid in the alley, he didn't pay attention to the direction he walked. Coupled with the lack of references, it was difficult to find his current position.

"I can't find my location. This map is for birds."

After scolding, he thought of a magic trick to help him get away.

Sure enough, the skill icon of the magic trick shows the available status.

"Magic tricks..."

There is a small red dot on the spliced map, which is his current position.

"Turn right at the next intersection and go straight..."

Silently keep the route to the cinema in mind. An Yizhi put away the map and walked quietly towards the scheduled route

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"For Mao, there are so many police guards at the gate of the cinema!"

Hiding in the alley opposite the cinema, Ann couldn't help cursing.

Before the police closed the net, I finally reached the cinema in the clue. As a result, I found that there were police guards at all entrances and exits of the front door and back door, including the window, and even the manhole cover.

Even if the famous uncle snake wants to sneak in under such strict insight, it will be tricky.

An Yizhi thinks he needs a carton

With all this mess in his mind, he began to think about his next action.

There must be no way to go to the cinema. As soon as he shows up, he will be caught by the police.

There are no more instructions on the map. An Yizhi needs more clues.

"Sir"

Thinking, he felt that someone was pulling his clothes, and he was surprised.

To be on the safe side, the guns harvested from the police were placed on both sides of the coat. His hands were always in his pockets. Under the cover of thick cloth, he clenched two revolvers. As long as there was any change, he could shoot as quickly as possible.

Slowly turn around and try to hide your face under the cover of your hat and scarf.

Then he found his preparation somewhat superfluous.

It was a little boy about ten years old who stopped him. His face was dirty and blue, as if he had been beaten.

"Sir"

He called again:

"A gentleman asked me to give you this note"

An Yizhi took the note and unfolded it. It said, "it's not safe here. Change the joint location."

Is it a player? Now that you see me, why don't you come out and meet me? Is he also wanted?

"Who asked you to give it to me?"

"The gentleman didn't say his name"

"What does he look like“

"Well, about 30 years old, wearing a striped Plaid suit with a cigar in his mouth"

It is difficult to judge whether the other party is a player only by this description. If only there were more accurate clues.

Thinking about these things, the little boy said pitifully:

"Do you have anything to eat, sir?"

Seeing his ragged clothes and bruises on his face, an Yizhi estimated that he was a wandering orphan. The injury on his face was probably found and beaten when stealing from bakeries and other food stores.

"Here, this is all I have."

He felt the fried bread from his pocket, and the sweet smell made the little boy Scream:

"Thank you, sir. It's very kind of you. God bless you."

Maybe he was hungry. The little boy tore open the newspaper and bit off half of it.

"Wait, don't swallow it yet"

Ann Yizhi found something from the bread and gently pulled it out of the little boy's mouth. The latter didn't know, so seeing that Ann Yizhi didn't mean to intervene, he continued to eat.

Similarly, it was a long and thin piece of paper, which was wrinkled because it was placed in bread.

"If you have difficulties, go to blue heaven"

Blue Paradise is obviously a place name, but I don't know where it is.

"Do you know where the blue heaven is?"

"I don't know, sir"

It seems that we can't get any information from the children.

Come out from the other end of the alley. There is no police car patrolling here for the time being.

The next move was much more risky. He had no time to slowly find the exact location of "Blue Paradise" - he was going to take a car.

In this era, taxis already exist, and with instruments to calculate the fare, which is very close to the taxi model of later generations.

However, it was difficult for him to find a taxi willing to stop, so Ann pointed to the right time, stood in the middle of the road and forced one to stop.

"Shit! Don't you know the way!"

Of course, the driver who almost hit someone won't have any good words. An Yizhi ignored him and opened the door to go in.

"Hey, hey! Get down!"

The driver looks Indian, not that he also has a tendency of racial discrimination, but that he is worried that an Yizhi has soiled his cushion and has no money to pay for the car.

"Go to blue heaven"

"I'll go on!"

Touch out a 'George? 'Washington' shook, and the driver safely shut up and drove.

In this era, the dollar is still very strong, and it's only $9 a night in a high-end hotel.