The next time Zhang Heng saw Takeda Tetsuya was ten minutes before the start of the race.
The latter and the short man were standing on the side of the highway, looking grim. Other than that, Zhang Heng also saw Ameko in the blue Toyota Voxy. Her hands and feet were tied up, and her mouth was taped shut. When she saw Zhang Heng, she started to struggle, but the person next to her quickly closed the door.
"Mr. Tsuchiya, I've let you see your daughter as you requested. Can we start now?" the short man said.
Yosuke Tsuchiya did not say a word and got into the Dodge Viper. The short man smiled at Zhang Heng, who was the last to arrive. "Didn't you ask me how many people will be participating in tonight's race, where it will be held, and what are the rules? Let me tell you now, the three of us will be participating in the game tonight, and the location will be here, on this stretch of highway. As for the rules of the Death Match, since you may not understand what happened 22 years ago, let me explain it to you a little more.
"Next, the three of us will be driving in the opposite direction on this highway. The winner will be the first one to reach the finish line. Of course, if that's all, the process would be a little too boring. So, I've decided to add a little additional restriction. The windshields of all three cars have been frosted, and they cannot be raised or lowered freely."
As the short man spoke, he picked up a huge wrench and smashed it on the front of the Nissan 180SX.
"I've always thought that things like headlights are useless. It's better to get rid of them." Just as he finished speaking, the headlights of the L300 and Dodge Viper were smashed as well. The short man opened the car door and grinned at Zhang Heng. "Lastly, if you want to go to the toilet, you'd better hurry. The door will be welded shut the moment you get into the car, and it can only be opened again when you reach the finish line."
Actually, Zhang Heng had a similar guess in his mind when he was in the factory, but when the answer was revealed, he still thought that the short man had lost his mind, especially when he sat in the driver's seat of the L300 and realized that the windshield in front of him was a blur. He could not even see a person two meters away.
The people outside the car had already started to weld the doors shut. Even the short man's Nissan 180SX was no exception. His voice came from the intercom on the passenger seat. "How was it? Did it bring back any happy memories, Mr. Tsuchiya?"
The latter did not answer, but from his breathing, Zhang Heng could tell that he was not as calm as he looked. After a while, Takeda Tetsuya spoke, "Follow me closely."
Zhang Heng knew that this sentence was directed at him. In such an environment, the navigator was undoubtedly the most dangerous. The current environment was probably worse than it was 22 years ago.
However, Takeda Tetsuya hadn't touched a steering wheel for more than 20 years because of his oath. His condition couldn't be compared to his peak 22 years ago.
In fact, it had only been three minutes since the start when Takeda Tetsuya bumped into an oncoming Buick. Fortunately, he had a firm grip on the steering wheel, and the Viper did not flip over. However, less than half a minute later, he almost crashed into the divider at a corner.
"What's wrong, Mr. Tsuchiya? Is this all you've got? We're not even a tenth of the way there." Takeda Tetsuya did not speak.
Takeda Toru didn't say anything. He didn't even have the energy to open his mouth. Sweat dripped from the tip of his nose and dripped onto his jeans.
His vision was terrible. It was already late at night, and there were no headlights. Everything was a blur through the frosted windows. He could only determine the car's position based on the headlights coming from the opposite direction. This was incredibly exhausting. His eyes and brain were stretched to their limits.
Takeda Tetsuya did not know how much longer he could last. Just as his breathing became more and more erratic, the L300 behind him suddenly sped up and overtook him.
Zhang Heng's voice came from the intercom. "Let me take the lead. You rest first. We'll switch in four minutes."
Takeda Tetsuya wanted to refuse, but he was too exhausted. Zhang Heng's calm voice sounded especially reliable in this crazy race.
He was not just trying to show off. In an environment like this, a driver's reflexes and observation skills were put to the test, and in this regard, the youngsters undoubtedly had the advantage.
More importantly, luck should be on his side tonight.
Zhang Heng took out the Lucky Rabbit's Foot from his pocket and hung it in front of the rearview mirror.
He might be the weakest among the three in terms of driving skills, but luck was the deciding factor in tonight's race.
For two whole minutes, Zhang Heng did not encounter a single car.
Just then, the short man's voice came from the intercom again. "Was Mr. Tsuchiya the same back in that race? All he did was hide behind his teammate?"
Takeda Tetsuya's eyes flashed with shame. Zhang Heng saw the yellow Dodge start to shake from side to side in the rearview mirror. This meant that Takeda Tetsuya's mind was in turmoil.
The seafood store owner smiled bitterly. "If you want to avenge Asano Naoto, just do it to me. Why drag other people into it?"
The short man snorted. "Didn't your grudge with Asano Naoto involve other people as well?"
Zhang Heng's heart skipped a beat when he heard that. The question that had been bothering him was finally answered.
"You … you're not here to avenge Asano Naoto. You're here to avenge Kobayashi, right?"
The other end of the walkie-talkie fell silent.
A moment later, the short man's voice came again. "Not bad. You actually guessed why I'm here."
"You guys pretended to be Oni Hitomi's men and kidnapped Ameko, just to force him to participate in this race. There were more than three people who knew about that race. Kobayashi told his mother about it? No, that's impossible. No one would tell something like that to their mother. So, it must be his sister … What's your relationship with his sister? "
The three modified cars sped past on the highway. At 2 minutes and 42 seconds, Zhang Heng encountered the first car. He turned the steering wheel and swung the rear of the car, and the L300 brushed past the other car by a hair's breadth.
At that moment, Zhang Heng's mind was exceptionally calm. He thought of a ridiculous possibility. "Wait a minute. You … you're Kobayashi's sister?"
The first time he met the short man, he had felt a little awkward. Other than the latter's feminine height and build, it was also because he was the only one who did not show his tattoo. They had put in a lot of effort to disguise themselves as Oni Hitomi's men. The short man did not show his tattoo like the others because he was more afraid of people seeing that he did not have an Adam's apple.
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