lost narrative poem

Chapter 738 Global Terror

At three o'clock in the morning, several police cars roared in, breaking the silence of the night, and finally stopped near Shin-Hamamatsu Station.

With the flashing police lights piercing the dark night, a large group of police officers spread out to investigate the scene of the crime near the platform, or ask the station staff or the program staff who called the police to get information.

"Are you sure that the kidnapping really happened?"

On the platform, flipping through the documents in his hands, the middle-aged policeman in charge had unusually sharp eyes, as if he wanted to see through the smooth-looking bald man in front of him.

"That's right!"

The director of the program group nodded solemnly, with a tense face, and it seemed that he had no guilt at all.

After all, if he wants to call the police, he can only say this, even if the previous statements are the truth, but it must be admitted that no one is willing to believe the truth in this kind of matter... After all, even himself and the program The rest of the group felt like they were in a dream until now.

"We have received more than a dozen malicious false alarm calls before, and it seems that you are also..." The middle-aged policeman's eyes were still sharp, and he said in a deep voice.

"not us!"

It's just that before he finished his words, the director quickly shook his head and firmly denied it.

"Whether it's you or not, you're still making a false report." The leading police officer didn't buy it and said sharply.

The director's heart trembled suddenly, and he was a little flustered. He thought that the other party might have seen something wrong, so he could only bite the bullet and argue: "It is true that six temporary workers who signed the contract disappeared here, and everyone knows This matter is not a false alarm, you can ask other people, officer..."

"..."

"..."

The middle-aged policeman frowned, looked around, and knew that these people at the scene probably had a unified tone, and they couldn't ask anything.

Even if he had already seen through that there was no such thing as kidnapping at all, if they all insisted on such a statement, then as a policeman, his position would be very troublesome.

However, this does not mean that he will give up just like this. After all, no matter who is urgently woken up in the middle of the night and forced to leave the bed and rush to the scene of the crime in the remote countryside, it is difficult to truly It's calm... It's not that he has no professional ethics, after all, if it's a normal case, then he definitely has no complaints.

——But this group of people...

Looking down at the documents and records in his hand again, the middle-aged policeman felt more and more bored in his heart. He seriously doubted whether this group of people had drunk too much, or knocked too much, otherwise, they would never have had a collective convulsion before. It's simply not something that normal people can do.

Or... directly check the mobile phone numbers of this group of people, determine who has called before, and then count one as the other, and directly arrest the incident?

After all, in the middle of the night, you can't be crazy with them here, right?Anyway, kidnapping and robbery are absolutely nonsense, and the middle-aged policeman can guarantee it with his years of professional experience.

Probably because he saw the changing expression of the superintendent on the opposite side, Mr. Director had a bad feeling, so he quickly stepped forward, approached and said in a low voice: "Officer, I know what you are thinking, but think about it, If it wasn't something really wrong, we wouldn't be able to say that so many people were going crazy at the same time..."

"That's not certain." The middle-aged policeman choked coldly. As a normal person, how could he understand the brain circuit of a neuropathy?
The director smiled wryly and said: "Officer, think about it, we are from TBS... Don't look at me like that, I don't mean to threaten you, I just want to say that small roles like us are not important at all. The characters in the stage are also fiercely competitive..."

I am usually cautious, afraid of making some mistakes, and I still live in fear like this, I am afraid that I will still be caught by others, how can I say that I have taken the initiative to mess up, and I hate my little life and live too comfortably?
In fact, if he didn’t know that if the group of people really disappeared, they would never come back, and if he concealed it, he would have to bear more serious and terrible consequences afterwards. In fact, he would not call the police at all—at least Not long ago, after something happened, his subconscious first reaction was to suppress it.

It's a pity that he is just a small person, he doesn't have that much energy at all, and too many people know about it.

If TBS TV is willing to help, maybe it is possible to block the news, but the TV station will definitely not believe such absurd things, and it is even more impossible to go to war for such a small person...

After such a comprehensive consideration, Mr. Director found that his only choice was to ask the police for help. No matter whether it works or not, he must try it. This is also an effort to save his own future.Otherwise, if he didn't do anything, the blame for the disappearance of those six people would definitely be on his head in the end, and he still couldn't defend himself.

"Um……"

The middle-aged policeman pondered for a moment, thinking that there seemed to be some reason, he looked up and down the bald man in front of him, and then turned his head to look at the other program crew members.

After careful observation, he found that the eyes of many TV station staff were terrified, and their expressions were somewhat pale, as if they had been frightened before... If it is ruled out that they are collectively unable to think about it, they lost their nerves together and risked being detained risk, the possibility of trying to play a nasty joke with the police...

So—what seems to be really happening?
"Let's talk about what's going on." The middle-aged policeman withdrew his gaze and asked thoughtfully, his attitude calmed down a little.

The director immediately breathed a sigh of relief, knowing that his negotiations had played a role... However, he thought about what happened before, but he didn't know how to speak. After all, the other party obviously still didn't believe the statement at the beginning, but the truth That's exactly what happened.

The bald man gritted his teeth, looked around again, and lowered his voice again: "It's actually like this, Mr. Police Officer..."

No matter how much the other party doesn't believe it, he can only say so, because even if the police strictly follow the correct direction to inquire, they may not be able to gain anything. If he makes up something random at this time, it will be even more hopeless. up.

And if it is not done well, it may be found out because of random fabricated reasons, and the suspicion will be further amplified... At that time, it will be really hard to argue.

1 minute later.

"Enough is enough, I shouldn't have any expectations!"

The middle-aged policeman interrupted the director's words impatiently. He tried hard to suppress his anger at being fooled again, but he couldn't help showing a furious expression: "You said that when you were filming a prank show, Did the recruited extras really get on a ghost train and just be taken away?"

"Yes, yes..."

"Do you think us cops are idiots?"

"But that's the truth, officer." Mr. Director groaned and emphasized, touching his bald head, "I know it sounds unbelievable, but it's the truth. It is necessary to joke about the issue! I know what it is like to report a false police report!"

"What about the evidence? Since you guys were filming the show before, you must have captured something, right? Take it out and have a look!" The middle-aged policeman sneered. The colder the night became, the more angry he was. What the hell is this crazy psycho trying to figure out?
"This..." Mr. Director was speechless for a while, "We set up a camera, but for some reason, we couldn't capture the situation at that time."

Perhaps it was the same as the six people who disappeared. They called for help before and said that they tried to use the GPS function of their mobile phones to locate them, but it turned out to be an error and could not be located.Just like what happened to Renshi-chan in the urban legend at Kisaragi Station.

I can use my mobile phone, surf the Internet and make calls, but I just can't confirm where I am.

There must be an unexplainable mysterious force preventing people from unraveling the hazy veil behind the legend.

"So there's no evidence?" The middle-aged policeman didn't listen to him at all, and asked in a cold voice, to the point.

"No..." Mr. Director looked bitter.

"Then there is nothing to say, you all pack up and prepare to go back to the police station with us."

The middle-aged policeman said angrily, "I once heard a joke about someone who threw firecrackers into the police station and was detained. People don't seem to be much better than those who throw firecrackers at the police station..."

"I'm really not..." Mr. Director sighed, and was about to continue explaining.

But at this moment, he felt a slight vibration on the platform floor, which seemed to come from the rails below.

The sound of rumbling is approaching from far away, two dazzling headlights emerge at the end of the track, piercing the dark night like a sharp sword, the long train gallops towards the station like a winding snake, and the speed begins to increase. Slow down slowly.

"Come... here again!"

Eyes wide open, Mr. Director's hands and feet were cold for a moment, and his body felt stiff, like falling into an ice cellar.

"what?!"

The police officer was also stunned for a moment, and then he reacted immediately, so he immediately became vigilant and waved to his subordinates.

At the same time, an extremely weird feeling surged in his heart, and absurd thoughts popped up one after another uncontrollably—on this kind of local railway, shouldn't all the small private railways run?Where the hell did this massive train come from?

Could it be that the fantasy that the bald Mediterranean said just now is actually true?
No, I must have forgotten to take my medicine today...

The leader of the police officer felt dizzy for a while, so he shook his head quickly, watching the ghost train slowly enter the station and stop at the edge of the platform, and then the doors of the carriages opened in unison, revealing The empty compartments inside.

"..."

"..."

No passengers descended from it, and the air was eerily quiet.

In this terrifying atmosphere, the program crew members who had seen it once before subconsciously held their breath, and did not dare to breathe, as if they were afraid that if they made a little noise, they would be taken away by the ghost train generally.

"Come two people, come up with me and have a look."

The police officer took a deep breath, greeted him, and walked into the first car first.

He turned his head in the carriage and looked in the direction of the parking space, and found that the long space connected by carriages was almost endless at a glance, and each carriage was empty, without a single figure... It's really weird.

No, it must be because of my own preconceptions being affected...

The police officer looked at the two police officers beside him, and felt that he had some confidence in his heart. He tried his best to dispel the uneasiness in his mind, found an explanation for the situation, and then turned and walked towards the direction of the commander's room.

The windows of the commander's room were pitch black, as if they were covered with film, and it was impossible to see what was going on inside.He reached out and knocked on the door, but there was no response, so he frowned and announced his identity loudly, hoping that the people inside would come out and cooperate with the police in the investigation.

There was still no response, and the police officer was very annoyed, and two police officers were called to try to open the door and window of the commander's room.

But when they were tossing, it seemed that it was time to stop at the station, the door of the carriage was suddenly closed, and the train slowly started to move again...

"Oops!"

The police officer's expression changed drastically, and he turned around in an instant and rushed towards the door of the carriage, trying to open the closed door with all his strength, and the other police officers on the platform also reacted one after another, and rushed forward to slam the door, but it was too late it's -

The car door was closed, motionless.

The speed of the train is increasing rapidly.

The people who stayed on the platform could only watch the three policemen in the carriage screaming in horror, and were quickly driven away by the train, disappearing into the thick night.

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……

The night passed, and the day came.

Just one night is not enough for the news of Ruyue Station to ferment again. Even if nearly ten people disappeared at one time, three of them are policemen.

However, related news began to circulate in a small area of ​​the Internet.

But on the other side of the earth, night has already fallen.

In a brightly lit high-end villa, in the darkness beyond reach, a tall girl with curly blond hair, a proud figure, and disheveled clothes, with a tight little face, walked quickly into the dark and spacious apartment. In the bathroom, she didn't turn on the light, but held a candle in one hand, and was shooting with a mobile phone in the other.

Before coming to the mirror, she slightly raised the candle in her hand, and the mirror immediately reflected a bitch face. Although the expression was tense, the uneasy eyes still revealed the uneasiness deep in her heart.

After quickly looking around, she gritted her teeth and called out to the mirror three times——

"Blood Mary," "Blood Mary," "Blood Mary."

Then, she pursed her lips tightly, stared at the mirror, held up her mobile phone, and dared not move.

Although she knew it was impossible, the dark room, the dim light, and the blurry image in the mirror, coupled with the sense of curiosity from urban legends, still made her feel a sense of fear at this moment.

"..."

"..."

Fortunately, nothing happened.

The blond girl lowered her head as if relieved, took a long breath, then raised her head to look at the video recorded on her mobile phone, pressed the button to stop recording, turned around and left without much checking.

But just as she was about to walk out of the bathroom, she paused subconsciously, then turned around suspiciously, held up the candle and looked at the spacious space, but she didn't see anything because of the distance and the reflection of the mirror , and cannot see the shadow above.

Obviously there is nothing, but it seems to be stared at by something...

This feeling was too strong, which made her very uneasy.

Maybe they were scared just now, it's all their fault!The girl didn't want to think too much, so she stepped back and left the bathroom step by step. She always felt that as long as she turned her head or closed her eyes, something terrifying would come to her.

After returning to the living room and entering the bright environment, the girl was relieved.

Although the air is filled with a certain corrupt smell, which is the result of a mixture of alcohol and drugs, as well as some strange smells, and the living room is also an extremely chaotic scene, all kinds of wine bottles, coats, underwear and used Condoms are thrown around.

There are also five or six men and women with disheveled clothes or completely naked, lying on the floor or on the sofa, with tired or satisfied faces...

Obviously, not so long ago, there has just been a "carnival".

But such a scene can make her feel at ease.

"Here, I did it, you can see for yourself..." Throwing the mobile phone into the arms of the man on the nearby sofa angrily, the blonde girl snorted proudly, then went straight to the opposite sofa and sat down, skillfully Pick up something good next to it and roll it in a cigarette.

Light it up, take a breath, and feel relaxed physically and mentally. She exhales smoke happily, and she collapses on the sofa.

"Good good..."

The lazy man on the sofa responded perfunctorily. He didn't look at his phone at all, but opened his sleepy eyes and looked at other men and women: "Who will shuffle the cards? Are you still playing? This time I must be the king." !"

"Who still wants to play?"

"Stop playing, stop playing..."

"I'm so tired...I've been high all day..."

The other couples were not at all excited, and waved their hands, expressing that they were no longer interested.

After half an hour.

The girl with blond curly hair who was left alone lazily stood up from the sofa, glanced at the chaotic living room like a garbage dump, and curled her lips: "A group of bastards, leave when you're done, I don't know how to help clean up..."

"But the taste is still good, you can continue next time..." She licked her charming red lips, smiled, and then staggered upstairs.

Because she was too tired, she went back to her room, still didn't turn on the light, but got ready to go to bed in the dark, and fell asleep directly through sleepiness.

It's just that it may be because she inhaled again just now, her brain is a little fluttering now, and her feet seem to be stepping on cotton, and she accidentally fell to the floor, and she couldn't help crying out in pain.

The girl lying on the ground muttered and raised her phone, turned on the screen, and with the help of the faint light, she found that the bed was in front of her, and was about to stand up and get up, but suddenly her body froze... because it was also with the help of the weak light. In the light, she saw what appeared to be a pair of feet on the other side of the sheet.

In an instant, an uncontrollable fear emerged, and her pupils shrank suddenly!
It's a delusion...it must be a delusion...I fucked up too much at the end...

Admonishing herself in her heart over and over again, the girl mustered up the courage to slowly raise her head, looking to the other side of the bed,
Nothing at all.

Her muscles and nerves immediately relaxed, she gasped for breath, smiled with difficulty, and subconsciously lowered her head to take another look, wanting to be sure again.

There's a foot over there under the bed...

It seems that the other foot has been lifted onto the bed, and that thing is about to crawl over here...

"..."

"..."

Her brain was blank, and she completely lost her ability to think. She stared at that foot, not daring to move, not even daring to blink her eyes. It was just that the extreme fear had stimulated her brain crazily.

Can't move...can't move...just look at it like this...it won't crawl over...

The trembling blond girl stared at the opposite direction under the bed with her eyes wide open, not daring to raise her head.

But there was a scene that made her collapse, and she almost fainted—under her painful eyes, the remaining foot was slowly raised, and it seemed to be pressed on the bed. Go, disappear in her field of vision.

crunch.

The bed seemed to be making a sound due to some weight, and something slowly crawled towards her on the bed.

The girl completely collapsed, her body trembled violently, and she cried silently, her face was soon covered with snot and tears, and her heavy makeup was messed up... But she didn't dare to raise her head, and didn't dare to make any movements , just maintaining the movement of lying down and looking at the bottom of the bed, kneeling in front of the bed alone, in this dark space.

slowly……

She felt long hair hanging down from the top of her head, falling to her neck and cheeks...

(End of this chapter)