Be careful from the male insect [Interstellar]

When Ai Wen just got up from his seat, he was still a little dizzy, and he even hoped that there was actually nothing wrong with the traveling instrument, otherwise they would be late.However, after only 1 minute, he changed his mind: If it is really just a problem with the traveling instrument, then it is called luck among misfortunes.

...Because not only the speedometer, but also the brakes are broken!

This discovery, combined with the information of the anonymous worm just now, scared Aiwen into a cold sweat.Think about it, a car driving in a busy city, not only the direction is out of control, but even the brakes suddenly broke, how terrible it would be!Aiwen came to a conclusion almost in the next second: it is definitely the worms of the Liberal Party who came to assassinate him. They chose to let him be "independent" on Independence Day. They are really thoughtful!

But this matter is very inconsiderate to Ivan.

He felt particularly bald.

"Switch to manual mode." Ryan said calmly, "Go to an open place first, otherwise if you enter a busy city later, things will be even more difficult to control."

Alvin is still writing recently.He wrote so ecstatically that his mind was a bit blank, and at this critical moment, he couldn't think of a suitable countermeasure other than mechanically becoming Ryan's executor.He squatted down immediately, fiddled with for a long time, and finally gained control of the driving direction in a thrilling manner by violently cutting several related wires.

Meanwhile, Ryan has called the police and reported to the editor-in-chief.

Ivan cut off the last wire, grabbed the wrench with both hands, turned to the right, and the car stumbled into a secluded path.

"Map! Call out the map!" Ivan yelled, "I don't know where this road leads to-ahhhhhh!"

He narrowly skirted a postbox at a tricky angle.

Ryan immediately called up the three-dimensional 3D map to study the route for him.

"Go straight, then turn left, you can enter Z Avenue."

Ai Wen went straight and turned left.

Then they left the trail...and entered a road with stalkers.Compared with the small road just now, it is indeed much wider.However, it made the insects even more nervous: there were some walking insects coming and going on it, with calm expressions, ignorant of the plight of this small car speeding down the street.

But overall, for a minute or two, they drove fairly smoothly.

until they hit the first traffic light

"His father." Ivan was terrified: "This car can't brake! Turn around quickly—"

The horn was deafening.

The worm screamed.

Ivan drove the car around in a thrilling manner.

Ryan's optical brain clicked: it was the editor-in-chief and the police who were replying.The former said that he was contacting the worm, and the latter said that they were locating Aiwen and their location.

"The governor is also broken," Ivan said, "can't slow it down. How the hell did we get in this car that looks broken?"

"It can't go on like this." Ryan said, "Get ready. Go straight and then turn right. Let's find a place and I'll take you to jump."

This may be the best solution they can find at the moment.

...if it wasn't for the doors being magically locked as well.

Alvin gasped.

What was even more unfortunate was that Ryan turned his head suddenly: "Ivan, suddenly another car appeared behind, and it seemed to be following us."

Aiwen went crazy: "Follow us? Is there any special meaning to following a car that is about to crash?"

As he turned the steering wheel in a thrilling manner, he remembered that a long time ago, when he was on Planet Serbia, he seemed to have escaped like this once.But back then he only needed to sit up and not throw up, and now he not only needs to sit up and not throw up, but also has to steer the wheel himself.At such a moment, it was difficult for Aiwen to mobilize his memory to recall the name of the bug that drove the car back then, but it did not prevent Aiwen from feeling particularly admirable for him.

The other one he admired especially at this time was the anonymous worm.

Good guy!God prophesied!

Of course, it is also very suspicious.It seemed that he had deliberately tipped him off, but it turned out to be a step too late.

But no matter who Ivan admires, he should probably withdraw his attention and focus on the current predicament, that is, stop the car.He was the only one to do this, so he quickly switched places with Ryan, climbed under the console, and used a screw on the key fob to unscrew an operator panel.While Aiwen wanted to poke his head inside to investigate carefully, he had to be careful in case Ryan made a sharp turn and broke his neck.

Unfortunately, they just escaped from one downtown and inevitably entered another.

This time, Xing Chong also noticed that something was wrong and screamed.

The optical brain was beeping.

"Is it the police?" Ivan yelled, "How did they locate—so—slowly—ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!"

He made a tactical roll and managed to protect his head when the vehicle almost turned sideways and squeezed into a gap in the street.

Ivan just took advantage of this to stand up and look back:

The car Ryan had seen following them had disappeared at some point.

Ryan's face was solemn: "Ahead is the bridge across the river."

Alvin: "So?"

Ryan: "There are two options now. One is that we continue to drive forward and wait for support; the other is..."

Alvin: "Let's jump into the river!"

He knew very well that other times would be fine, but on Independence Day, when almost every bug was out for a stroll, it was wishful thinking to find a long road without cars or bugs.Especially since it's still early, when there are more bugs and the roads are full of vehicles, they can only wait for the end of a series of evil car accidents.

At that point, Independence Day will turn into a weeping Independence Day with rivers of blood.

With Ai Wen making a decision, Ryan immediately pulled the wrench, and the car immediately deviated from the original track and began to approach the river.At the same time, Aiwen has quickly reached the side near the river bank, and a rolling sharp gear has appeared on his right hand. He wants to use violent cutting to manually open a door for them before the car falls into the river.

Ryan turned the steering wheel.

The screams of onlookers came from outside the window.

On the other side of the river, sirens sounded everywhere.

The car smashed through the fence.

Ai Wen: "They came in time... Ah, Independence Day. Now we are really going to be independent..."

"boom!"

Then all the sounds from the ground disappeared, and they fell straight into the river with the bugs and the car.

This process can be described as embarrassing, Ivan really doesn't want to recall what happened halfway.Before they hung in the air, Aiwen had almost sawed the door, and then put himself on the edge of the door with a safety belt that could be fixed with him.The water rushed through the poor cut door and almost hit him directly in the face, but Ryan pulled Ivan away at the last moment.Leaving the door behind, the two worms swam out of the car holding their breath, finally emerged from the water, and swam to the shore among countless eyes and flashing lights.

There was also a small episode.

As a male, Aiwen should go ashore first; however, when he was about to grab the shore, he suddenly realized that his wet gloves were still clutched in his hands and he hadn't put them on, so he sank at the last moment.The worms who were waiting to be rescued were scared to death, thinking that Ai Wen had drowned, but luckily it was a false alarm.

As soon as Alvin landed, he was properly put on a blanket and flew away in a police car with Ryan.

The reason for turning on the flight mode for a short time is because there are too many worms watching, and they will not be able to leave for a while.

Males, on the other hand, must never catch a cold, at least not while they are still within the jurisdiction of the police station.

In the end, Aiwen finally had a sense of being out of danger.At that time, he had been arranged to take a bath in a small cubicle in the police station, take anti-cold vitamins in advance, and then sit in a special reception room wrapped in a blanket and eat ice cream.Ryan went to take the transcript, and Ivan wanted to go, but he "looked very frightened", and he was really a little confused, so he could only be arranged to eat hot ice cream there.He ate there for a while, and finally the reception bug knocked on the door, and it turned out that the editor-in-chief had finally arrived.

Ai Wen quickly stood up: "Why are you here?"

The editor-in-chief looked very serious.

"How are you?" He breathed a sigh of relief when he saw Ai Wen, but he still asked, "I hope nothing irreparable happened."

"No." Ivan said, "Except for that car, it can be regarded as saying goodbye to this world."

The editor-in-chief shrugged.

"The police are sending bugs to salvage the wreckage of the car." He said, at this time, Aiwen explained in a timely manner what happened in the middle.After he finished speaking, the editor-in-chief pondered for a long time, and finally came to a conclusion that this was definitely a genuine murder.

"The question now is who wants to murder you," said the editor-in-chief.

At this time, their optical brains rang in unison.

The sound was so sudden that Ivan almost jumped up because of it.

"The Star?" The editor-in-chief reacted faster, frowning at the source above, "Isn't that a proprietary newspaper under the Liberal Party? Let me see... God. I always feel that they lack professionalism. This time too, obviously, They were the first to get the news, and they stood there and took pictures of the two of you...Huh?"

Rao is the editor-in-chief who is well-informed, and now he can't help being stunned.

And in the next second, the optical brains of the two worms sounded again at the same time!

"Drip drip drip-"

The noises were so frequent that it seemed not a news broadcast but a fire inside the police station.

A sudden sense of foreboding surged in Ivan's heart.

At the same time, he has successfully clicked on the news interface.The first thing that jumped into my eyes was the large high-definition photo from the Star News—Ivan stood in front of a blurred swarm of insects with a blank expression, one hand was already wrapped in a blanket, and the other wet hand turned around, turning the blanket Tighten.

In the wet state, the texture of non-real skin on the waterproof gloves is particularly obvious.

Alvin: "!"

He choked.