Although Liu Xinzhi was leaning against Yi Chen's chest, she still asked worriedly,
"Mr. Yi, you killed the driver... How are we supposed to get to the port where the cruise ship is docked? I don't think we've seen any map."
Yi Chen did not answer. Instead, he hung something from the windshield as though it were an ornament.
Liu Xinzhi's eyes widened. The object hanging there was the driver's head, still wearing the Clown Mask, and the blood around its neck had already been drained.
"When did that happen!?"
Liu Xinzhi hurriedly looked out the window. The driver who had just been kicked out really was missing his head.
She had clearly seen that the driver still had his head when he was kicked. So when had it been cut off? Not to mention that the blood inside had also been drained.
What was more, the head seemed remarkably obedient. Whenever they reached a fork in the road, it would automatically turn and point out the correct route.
Actually, it wasn't just Liu Xinzhi. Even the women in the vehicle who had passed the preliminaries had barely seen what happened.
The only person who had seen it clearly was a woman sitting by the window in the back row, holding a black umbrella and dressed in black.
She had seen Yi Chen's Sleight of Hand. The beheading had already been completed the instant he got into the vehicle. By the time he kicked the driver, the other man's head had already been severed; the cut was simply so smooth that it was impossible to notice.
After being kicked away, the driver's head spun two and a half times in the air before landing securely in Yi Chen's hand. With a forceful shake, he drained the blood inside and hung