Overall, the modified jeep ran fairly smoothly. Gu Chen sat in the passenger seat, resting his head against the wire mesh window, quietly feeling the steam-laden airflow that constantly blew over his protective suit mask. He imagined the car as a spaceship parked above a moving surface, and the road that stretched outward was like the belt of a weightless treadmill, crashing towards him at a rapid speed and then speeding away at the same speed.
He sat in the car without moving, and the car did not move relative to him, so the only thing moving was the space and time of heaven and earth.
Two young men squatted in the back of the truck and kept rummaging through something. Apparently, there were still some treasures stored there that had belonged to the original owner of the jeep. Sometimes they would exclaim when the car was bumpy, but more often they would cheer for those strange collections.
In fact, the things they found were quite bizarre, such as bowls, chopsticks and spoons made from the bones of unknown animals, inferior firearms made from scrap steel pipes, and compressed dry food made from a mixture of dried meat from mutant animals and fruits from mutant plants. These things were rare even in virtual games, so they could only rely on experience and guesswork to determine their actual purpose.
Gu Chen was unfazed by the commotion behind him; he was still contemplating the accident scene he'd witnessed before boarding the car. As an ordinary person, he couldn't imagine the horror those people had endured, and limited by his forty years of stable life experience, he couldn't connect the car accident to Jiang Ling. The awakened ones he'd encountered were usually those with lesser abilities than those he could bring to the table. So, even knowing there was a "psychically sensitive" person right next to him, he'd never imagined she was the one who had silently dispatched a group of armed primitives.
Of course, without introducing new variables, it's difficult to infer the true causes of death using dialectical materialism alone. After all, the legendary detective Sherlock Holmes is a fictional character, and real people must rely on science and technology. If police officers don't have reliable detection tools at hand, then even without advanced technology, most ordinary people have the opportunity to create historical unsolved cases or become part of them.
That's the case right now.
In the absence of all necessary means, he could only put himself in the victim's perspective and simulate the situation at the time - internal strife and uneven distribution of spoils were impossible, because this was a convoy with sufficient supplies; sudden mental disorder was also unlikely, after all, they were able to go out to do things in a group, and it was an extremely risky night, so the possibility of someone of unknown origin appearing in the team was minimal; perhaps they were attacked by mutants, but in that case it would be almost impossible to leave the vehicle intact. If those monsters had the ability to break through the powerful firepower, then they would more or less leave traces on the ground and the surface of the vehicle.
Gu Chen believed that the most likely scenario was that someone had unintentionally helped them. Although this conclusion still had a lot of loopholes, he could only let it go. After all, if he continued to think about it, he couldn't explain why those people left the spoils there. Unless they left it as bait, and they were the prey that ate the bait, or the bait that attracted larger prey.
He tried hard to hide his uneasiness and fear, glanced at the person in the driver's seat, then quickly turned his head away. In an instant, he seemed to hear the words that he hadn't understood at first: "I hope you haven't forgotten how to shoot."
Did she think of this from the beginning?
Are they really going to encounter an extremely dangerous battle?
Gu Chen suddenly felt a strong sense of crisis. He swallowed his saliva, then took the submachine gun that had been placed under the front windshield after getting in the car and began to carefully check the working condition of the bolt.
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