The taxi driver gave her a smile.
He said, "Young lady, you sure like to joke around."
"I've seen kids your age; you all like to talk nonsense. You don't look like the type to kill anyone."
"I can tell just by looking at you that you're a very, very good girl," he continued, it was unclear if he was trying to comfort himself or what. "How could you like killing people? You're so gentle and cute."
Chen Yuxi nodded. "Sir, you truly are a master. It's just as you say. I don't like killing, but I can't control myself."
"I have a mental illness, the kind that makes me manic. Whenever it acts up, I want to kill anyone I see."
"Sir, you're a master. Can you tell why I'm like this?"
The taxi driver stiffened, then cleared his throat. "Of course I can see it. It's just that... The reason you're like this is because you're thinking about things the wrong way, you know?"
