"Damn! No one caught the real murderer! I was reported as soon as I showed up! What kind of world is this! Mad!!"

Ivis' throttle and brakes are stepped on in turn, and they are flexibly switched.

"The stationery shop in front, turn right and enter the alley."

Carl squatted under the seat, clutching the back of the chair tightly, acting as a humanoid GPRS package.

Ivis is a good driver, and it seems that all the intelligence and talents in life are condensed into driving skills.

If the teachers were teaching in driving terms, Ives would not be able to attend Coffin University...

The taxi quickly got into the alley, without even catching the corner of the wall.

The police car with a sirens sounded from behind suddenly whistled by, and the co-pilot's mount police urged the driver to get into the alley.

The police car quickly retreated and entered the alley with difficulty.

The co-pilot's mount police immediately called the brothers patrolling nearby.

For a moment, police motorcycles and police cars from all directions rushed to this alley...

"Damn! I heard the sound of sirens one after another!"

Ivis walked in the alley like a swimming fish, passing through various nostalgic shops, as if the new era had entered the old time and disturbed the past in the old alley.

If Ivis had heard the sirens before, he felt friendly, after all, he liked to drive the sirens when he went out.

But now, from the fugitive's standpoint, I heard the police sirens inexplicably disgusted with irritability and just wanted to get rid of it quickly.

He can no longer face the sirens...

"Beep--"

The rhythmic sirens are getting closer and closer.

Ives followed Carl's instructions and drove quickly in the alley, avoiding the cluttered old house and going out to the sparse sirens.

"There is a candy shop in front. There is a road when you go out from the left. The road on the right that looks spacious is a dead end."

Carl plucked the co-pilot's desk and chair, looking up at the road with difficulty. When he encountered a telephone pole with a public surveillance camera, Carl lowered his head to avoid it and tried not to let the camera take a picture.

Avis skillfully drove the stolen taxi, crossed the tricky corner of the candy shop, and rushed out of the road.

It was the first wave of traffic flows during peak hours of work.

San Mateo City is worthy of being the "first congested" in Arante. Early in the morning, the road was full of traffic.

This does not prevent President Ai from driving smoothly.

But if the road is smooth, it will be more convenient to chase their police cars.

Several more rapid sirens sounds appeared out of thin air on the road.

"Damn it! I don't have so many cars to chase me through police and gangster movies! Madd has dispatched the entire mount police force! They are not so active in their work! Madd can't find half of the mount police officers who can open the way for me when I go to visit!"

Ivis crossed mountains and ridges, crossed lanes and then went into the little alleys that were rarely visited.

"You were framed by Isno and the people in the police force."

Carl pressed his feet against the car door and stabilized himself.

He was not sure if he had been photographed by surveillance, so he could only wrap himself in clothes and try to keep a low profile.

"Are there anyone else besides me?"

Ives was excited and the brakes were a bit fierce, so Carl almost hit the back of the front seat.

"Don't be excited! Get it steady! I almost hit my head! Neil was framed. The thief killed the girl who spent the night with Neil in a small hotel. The knife was placed in Neil's hand, and then called the police. The people from the Central Bureau of Investigation were arrested on the spot. Xiao Yi and Dalton will follow up on the case. Neil's case is more serious than yours. The evidence is very clean. It is probably difficult to find a breakthrough. I will send you to the security house of the Bureau of Investigation and go back to investigate."

When Carl mentioned Neil's case, he was worried again.

"Divine horse!!! Damn it! Made is lawless! Is there any other kingly law? This is going to make a fuss! Damn insect monster! Ahhhhhhh!"

Avis drove, and his hands and feet were not free and he had nowhere to vent his anger, so he had to pluck a rat and scream to vent his anger.

"careful!"

Carl spoke out to remind him that Ivis almost hit a small car that rushed out of the alley.

After the sudden brakes stopped, the damn sprinting car came out, the police cars and motorcycles that came from both sides of the road were about to block the alley.

Ives had no time to enter the alley and had to turn the steering wheel and run to the next intersection.

"Bao-Bao-Bao-Bao-Bao-"

As Avis was driving against the current, danger was everywhere, traffic was blocked, and the dissatisfaction of honking the horns came one after another, as if he wanted to include the early resentment and anger into the horns, and threw it to the bold taxi who was traveling against the lane intact.

"Fake! It's so noisy! I won't die if I go to work later! Even if I love my unit anymore, there's still an insider who wants to kill me! Fake!"

Avis cursed, but in fact he was very sensible. If he saw that he was right, he would not be in danger of going against the flow.

Moreover, the next lane intersection is very close, and you can also get rid of the interception of police cars and police motorcycles.

"Beebeebee--"

While honking the horn, Avis rushed into the alley, fearing that another blind car would not slow down and rushed out.

After entering the alley, I went through and through, and finally threw several sirens behind me.

But the police are not vegetarians. On the territory they patrolled every day, there was a fugitive who was so arrogant!

The pursuers called their friends and informed the headquarters that the police cars and police motorcycles on duty nearby were all surrounded, and the continuous sound of sirens sounded in front of Ivis again...

"Damn it! I can't get rid of it at all! I'm pestering it all!"

"Enter the pedestrian street of the vegetable market in the central district! Today is not a weekend, there is no stall in the middle! Go through it!"

Carl made a fuss and instructed Avis to drive dangerously.

If caught, not only will Avis enter the bureau, but he will be at risk of his life.

Carl also wants to take the slap of the Political Department, and the whipping from the Inspectorate...

Both of them can hold hands and sit in prison.

Not only will it give the inner ghost the chance to assassinate them, Neil's case will also be delayed infinitely, and he will miss the best time to obtain evidence and escape from crime...

"Beep--"

The sirens are close.

Two police motorcycles flexibly drilled into the sidewalk, took shortcuts, and followed Ivis' taxi.

The megaphone rang a familiar melody: "Stop the taxi immediately! I am asking now, stop immediately! Don't force the police to take measures! Stop immediately for inspection!!"

"Damn! They are all colleagues, and you can't get away from their cars!!" Avis was reluctant to leave, feeling that it was too difficult.

As a half-professional racer, Avis used to play racing when he was in a junior college. He didn't talk much about martial arts and could play tricks. Now he doesn't dare to use the previous vulgar moves to deal with the Mounted Police who are also police officers.

"Yes! It's not OK to scratch it! Don't hurt them!"

Carl stressed again.

"grumble--"

Avis saw that there was no car behind him, and suddenly braked, shifted gears, and reversed smoothly, and threw away two police motorcycles that were standing side by side with him.

The vegetable market was right in front, but in order not to conflict and not hurt the mount police, we had to give up this road...
Chapter completed!