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Chapter 507: Diviner Charlotte

Nobody saw how far Chen Zhao had thrown the bomb. They all looked outside but did not see it.

In fact, Chen Zhao had kept the bomb in his spatial ring. He could have done it way earlier.

After the bomb was discovered, he had been trying to search for an opportunity to keep it in the ring.

He clearly could not do so under everyone’s eyes.

“We did it?!”

“Yes, we’re alive!”

“You saved everyone on the plane!”

Everyone was bursting with excitement, while Chen Zhao returned to his seat in silence.

Margaret glanced at Chen Zhao. “Aren’t you excited? You just saved everyone here.”

Chen Zhao shrugged. “I didn’t do much.”

Margaret looked at him again and then at those who had jointly opened the door just now. They were all celebrating wildly, even enjoying the cheers of other passengers.

Chen Zhao’s reaction was obviously abnormal. Margaret was more certain that Chen Zhao had a mental disorder.

Forget it, I don’t know him. Better stay away from him.

Just then, a flight attendant walked over with a bottle of red wine.

“Mr. Chen, hello. The captain asked me to give this to you. Thank you for saving all the passengers.”

“Thank you.” Chen Zhao took the wine. “By the way, have you found out the identity of the bomber? How did he bring the bomb up the plane?”

“He wouldn’t tell us. We’re only attendants, not the police, so we can’t interrogate him. We’ve locked him in the restroom for now. As for your questions, we would also like to know the answers.”

“Alright.” Chen Zhao was indifferent.

Anyway, they were going to land soon. The answers were meaningless to him.

When Chen Zhao brought the two girls down from the plane, he saw some people carrying the bomber out.

There was a deep wound on his neck. He was probably going to die.

The bomber must have broken the mirror in the restroom and tried to commit suicide.

The three pilots also saw the bomber and discussed softly among themselves.

“The Grim Reaper’s words have come true. Thirty minutes, and he’s really dead.”

“Luckily we didn’t have to die with him.”

“Hello...”

Chen Zhao saw Margaret and actively greeted her.

“Hello, goodbye.” Margaret left in a hurry.

She did not want to talk to Chen Zhao at all, unless it was in a clinic.

“Brother, she seems to be scared of you.”

Chen Zhao rubbed his nose. What’s so scary about me?

Just then, Hill Nandes found Chen Zhao and came to greet him.

“Mr. Chen, the airport has arranged a new flight. It’ll depart in two hours,” Hill Nandes said.

“Huh? I rented a car. I’m going to drive there.”

Anyway, their destination was only a few hundred kilometers away. The plane would not be much faster than the car.

Furthermore, Chen Zhao hated the plane.

He would feel uneasy on every plane ride, especially when he had almost lost his life just now.

“Is it? Let’s go together. We’ll split the car rent.”

Sigh—

Chen Zhao just wanted to shake Hill Nandes off. However, Hill Nandes clearly did not realize this and still wanted to follow him.

Chen Zhao had no choice but to take Hill Nandes with him.

Washington was about four hundred kilometers away from New York. Driving there would normally just take three and a half hours.

Moreover, given the developed car culture in America, car rental companies could be found everywhere in the country.

Wherever one was, one could rent a car. It was really convenient.

“Mr. Chen, why do we need such a big car?”

Chen Zhao also wanted to rent a smaller car, but Blackie wanted a seat for himself.

“Look at how much luggage we have. A small car won’t fit them all.”

“Oh right. You’re really thoughtful.”

Chen Zhao rolled his eyes. This was why he did not like to chat with Hill Nandes.

Chen Zhao could not withstand his tone.

“Mr. Chen, aren’t you sitting in the front row?”

On the plane, Hill Nandes did not manage to talk to Chen Zhao. He had been looking forward to having a medical discussion in the car.

“Mr. Hill, don’t you think we should discuss only during the seminar?”

“Oh? Mr. Chen, are you going to give a speech during the seminar?”

“Depends on my preparation,” Chen Zhao said in a perfunctory tone.

Chen Zhao was only here to travel because it was free. He was clearly not going to give a speech.

Although he admired Hill Nandes’ persistence about medicine, he was too annoying.

The car advanced on the highway. In the distance, there was a red-haired lady carrying a huge backpack. She kept waving her hand, looking for a free ride.

America had a very unique highway culture. Many travelers would wait at the roadside for free rides.

Of course, this also meant many crimes.

Nevertheless, Hill Nandes still stopped the car. “Hey, lady, where are you going?”

“New York.”

“Come in.”

Hill Nandes opened the door to the front row. Chen Zhao facepalmed. The front seat was for Blackie.

With her crimson hair, it was easy for the lady to leave a deep impression on other people.

“Hello guys, I’m Charlotte Jabas.”

“Hello, Hill Nandes. He’s my colleague Chen Zhao, and his two sisters.”

Charlotte turned around and shook hands with Chen Zhao. “Death is lingering around you. Either you’re going to die soon, or you’re a friend of Death.”

Stunned, Chen Zhao stared at Charlotte with a strange look. “Ms. Charlotte, may I ask what’s your occupation?”

“Diviner. How about you?”

“Mr. Chen is a doctor, and a professor at UCLA...” Hill Nandes answered for Chen Zhao. “Can you divine for us?”

“Your intense curiosity has given you your wisdom today. You’re a learner. You’re seeking a more perfect career life,” Charlotte said, glancing at Hill Nandes.

“Divine for me too.” Yura was very interested.

“You’re filled with vitality. You’ve just recovered from a major illness,” Charlotte said.

“How about me?” Cheryl looked at Charlotte.

Charlotte looked back at Cheryl. “Your eyes are full of wildness. Little girl, you’re special.”

This diviner seemed to be special. Chen Zhao could not help but inspect Charlotte.

“How about me?” Chen Zhao also wanted to know what Charlotte had to say about him.

“Mr. Chen, didn’t I tell you already? Death is circling around you. You’re going to die soon, or you’re a friend of Death.” Charlotte’s words clearly had a hidden meaning. “You’re similar to me.”

Chen Zhao shrugged. “Do all diviners tell people such ambiguous and cursory answers?”

“Haha... Stop exposing me,” Charlotte laughed.