The driver turned to look at the rearview mirror on the right, but before he could see clearly, a police car leaped into view—the right side was blocked too!
"Damn it!" The tall, thin kidnapper cursed, slamming a fist onto his thigh. "Then hit the brakes! Stop as fast as you can, turn around and head back. Let's gamble that they won't react in time to follow us!"
The driver looked at the rearview mirror in front of him, his voice warped with fear. "But... but there are cars behind us too!"
The three terrified kidnappers looked around, then discovered in utter shock that in those brief dozen seconds, six police cars had surrounded them from front and back, trapping them firmly in the middle.
The listless James saw this and silently sat up straight again. ...Jiang Xia must have made his move. Sure enough, when it came to fighting Uzo, that Great Detective could always play an unexpected role. Was this a clash between geniuses?
Just as he was thinking that, a gun was pressed against him again.
The tall, thin man beside him showed the smile of a desperado. "Why panic? So what if we're surrounded? Don't forget, we still have a hostage."
James had been poked by the gun barrel all the way here, but now he could finally fear nothing and straightened his back. ...Idiot, it's already too late. In a situation like this, all they have to do is give the order for every police car to stop at once...
Just as he had expected, the neatly coordinated police cars suddenly slowed and finally came to a stop.
In the Fake Police Car, the driver instinctively hit the brakes, but he still could not slow down in time and rammed straight into the car ahead.