Yesterday, in his normal state, he had no idea where Grace Thompson came from, but under the NZT-48 super-brain frequency, he really managed to find things related to this story. Afraid he’d forget after the drug wore off, he made sure to write it all down in his notebook.

What he wrote wasn’t just the story of the romantic killer and the free man—yesterday, he thought of many, many stories, and wrote them all down one by one. After waking up, he’d recall them again, then burn the notes.

If he could find a safe place to stay tonight, he’d write it all down again before going to sleep, reinforce his memory, and then burn it.

Right now, Grace Thompson was still studying at Jeanne d’Arc Girls’ School. Was it still a long time before she’d go study abroad in Britain? The earlier the better. Such a good girl—wouldn’t it be a shame if she really went abroad and got killed in an accident?

As he spoke softly, Grace Thompson was still trembling in fear, not saying a word.

Brian Carter continued in a low voice, “I have a friend who didn’t fall in love for the first time until he was 30, but the girlfriend he dated was ten years older than him. He was afraid his family wouldn’t approve and asked me what to do. Guess what I told him?”

Grace Thompson looked up at him, her eyes full of strangeness.

Brian Carter went on, “I told him, just bring a man home first. After that, bringing your girlfriend home will be much easier. Don’t worry about her being ten years older—even fifteen years older wouldn’t be a problem.”

Grace Thompson was stunned for a few seconds, then looked up at him again, her eyes full of disbelief.

Brian Carter changed his tone, “The ridiculous part is, my friend actually brought a male colleague home to meet his parents, and his parents actually agreed! Because they’d heard he was bringing someone home, they even invited a bunch of relatives and friends to witness it. The scene—don’t even mention how awkward it was, it was basically social death.”

“The next day, my friend flew to Africa.”

Grace Thompson didn’t look up, but after being dazed for more than ten seconds, she tried hard to hold back her laughter.

She even wanted to curse. Bro, aren’t you on the run or something? Assaulted a cop, grabbed a gun, and took me hostage… Is it really appropriate to be this funny in this kind of situation?

But she had to admit, the more she thought about the whole joke, the harder she laughed. It was the first time she’d heard the term “social death,” but she instantly understood what it meant.

Flew to Africa the next day?? Poor guy.

“What grade are you in?” Brian Carter spoke again. Grace Thompson instinctively replied, “Class 7A, Form 7.”

Brian Carter nodded, “Alright, after I escape, I’ll mail you a gift to apologize.”

Grace Thompson looked up in confusion, feeling like her worldview had been shattered again and again, and she could barely piece it back together.

There were a lot of vicious criminals on Hong Kong Island, but one this funny, this entertaining? Not many, right? And to be honest, this criminal was actually pretty good-looking. Taking a closer look, he was over 1.8 meters tall, fair-skinned, and handsome.

With a bare face, Brian Carter could easily score in the 80s—not as good as Louis Koo in his prime, of course, but still top-tier at school. The pity was, before he transmigrated, he’d never even been in a relationship, for a very real reason.

He wasn’t particularly smart, but he knew that the only way to change his fate in the future was to do the right thing at the right time, so he’d always buried himself in his studies. After years of hard work, he barely got into one of the 985 universities.

When he was in college, his parents had spent most of their lives buying a house, and the mortgage wasn’t even paid off yet. He never thought of letting his parents go into debt for him until old age, so in college, he still worked hard to absorb useful knowledge. When he was tired, his only hobby was watching movies and reading books.

Heaven can attest—who would have thought that while still struggling, he’d transmigrate and suddenly become a wanted criminal? What a cosmic joke.

Even now, he wasn’t trying to pursue Grace Thompson; he just genuinely felt that, after taking her hostage to escape today, he really owed her… And knowing that if she went to study abroad as usual, she’d have a high chance of dying in an accident—dying in her sophomore year, no less—was just too tragic.

So, maybe try to get to know her a bit more, and help her out in the future if he could?

With the sign-in system in hand, just a few days had been this exciting—there was definitely hope for the future. He didn’t believe he’d end up in prison for good.

……

A moment later, the subway went from Sham Shui Po to Lai Chi Kok station. Remembering that the Lai Chi Kok Detention Centre wasn’t far from here, he tensed up a bit. Of course, more importantly, he observed the passengers getting on—were there any police officers…

Speaking of which, under the NZT-48 state, it was pretty easy for him to sense plainclothes police—the aura those guys gave off was clearly different from ordinary people, and the more experienced they were, the bigger the difference.

But in his current state? Unless he saw a familiar face, he was completely in the dark and couldn’t spot anything unusual.

But he was sure there would be police coming and going along the line. Thinking of this, he whispered, “I’m going to the restroom. If you want to leave, you’re free now.”

As Grace Thompson suddenly looked up at him, Brian Carter had already quickly gotten off the train and entered the restroom, vanishing from sight.

Then he came out again.

With triple the physical strength and stamina, he could stay hidden even longer. From here, he’d go up and look for a new cargo truck to stow away in—that should be pretty reliable.

……

When Brian Carter left, Grace Thompson also stumbled out of the subway, looking around blankly on the platform. Free? Was she really safe now?

She was still confused when several figures hurried over and surrounded her.

“Police. I’m David Thompson, the sergeant from Sham Shui Po. Little sister, where’s the criminal Brian Carter who kidnapped you earlier?”