Nightmare Attack

Chapter 253 Start

"You called the police?" Jiang Cheng asked.

The driver nodded, "Yes, I called his wife, but he didn't come home, and his family didn't know where he went."

The fat man licked his lips, and couldn't help but hugged his arms tightly. The story told by the driver gave him a very bad experience.

He suddenly felt a chill, and even the sunlight shining on him through the car window seemed to have no warmth.

"Because of this matter, I stayed at the police station until dawn before returning home. I was still in fear when I got home until...until noon the next day."

The driver seemed to have thought of something, his voice trembled uncontrollably, his face changed, and his lips turned a strange cyan color.

"Don't be nervous," Jiang Cheng said in a calm tone, "It's all over."

He paused, then continued after a while, "Speak slowly."

Next, the fat man discovered that the doctor's words had really worked. The nervous driver had actually stabilized, and his frightening appearance was relieved.

"The next day there was news from the police station, saying that they had obtained surveillance from a nearby dumpling restaurant. According to the surveillance, after the car came to a stop, it never moved again, and no one opened the door to get out of the car. He disappeared in the car!"

"At that time, the driver's seat was down, and there was a leather jacket covering it, as if a person was sleeping with the jacket on, and then suddenly disappeared!"

In the last sentence, the driver did not suppress his emotions, or he might be too excited to suppress his emotions. In short, the impact of this sentence is obvious.

Goosebumps had already begun to appear on Fatty's body.

A cold feeling gradually enveloped him, and he suddenly had a feeling that he didn't know whether it was an intuition or an illusion, as if an invisible net was binding him, and it was constantly tightening.

That weird and groundless feeling even made him faintly suffocate.

"Front," Jiang Cheng said suddenly, "Just park there, we'll get off there."

"Get off?" The driver looked left and right, then looked at the location marked on the mobile phone navigation suspiciously, and said, "Little brother, there is still a long way to the destination. There is no front or back of the village or any shops around here. it's here"

"It's rare to come to the suburbs, and I want to get out of the car for a walk." Jiang Cheng replied.

It can be seen that the driver complained about the two getting off the car here. There was no one or car on the way, and the location is remote, so there is no chance to attract another group of guests.

I'm afraid we'll have to return to the city empty.

But fortunately, the money paid by the customer was quite kind, so the driver's ugly face turned slightly.

When he was about to get off the car, Jiang Cheng suddenly turned around and asked, "What's the name of your missing friend?"

The driver bowed his head and counted the money paid by the fat man over and over several times before he reluctantly replied: "Qin Dongguo."

After closing the door, the taxi drove away in a hurry, leaving only Jiangcheng who watched the car leave, and a fat man with big eyes and small eyes.

"Doctor," the fat man looked around and asked, "Where is this place? We don't want to."

"No." Jiang Cheng withdrew his gaze.

He took out his phone from his pocket, and after waiting for a while, he sent a message. Since leaving the taxi, the chill on Fatty's body has subsided a lot, and the sun shone on him, making him feel warm.

Inside and outside the car, as if there are two seasons.

As if thinking of something, the fat man stared at the doctor while crossing his arms, and he hesitated for a long time before saying: "Doctor," he whispered, "That driver just now is so strange."

He was used to the doctor's silent attitude, so he looked in the direction where the taxi disappeared, and continued: "He knows too much about the disappearance of his friend, and he also said that the police station sent a message the next day. message"

He licked his lips, raised his head and asked in doubt: "This kind of thing is kept secret until the truth is revealed. Besides, he is just an ordinary person. Is it really necessary for the police to notify him?"

Putting down the phone, Jiang Cheng looked up at the fat man. The sight in his eyes made the fat man feel a little uncomfortable. "Doctor, just say what you want." The fat man's throat rolled, "My back hurts when you look at me like that."

"Continue," Jiang Cheng said calmly, "What else?"

"It's gone." The fat man thought for a while, "That driver just makes me feel weird, but if you really let me say it, I can't tell what's weird."

The fat man scratched his head, "Intuition."

"brush--"

An off-road vehicle approached from a distance, and then sped past the two of them, unceremoniously kicking up a cloud of dust, the fat man quickly covered his nose and mouth.

Slowly, this road that had been silent for a long time began to become lively, more and more cars began to pass by, and even some motorcycles pulled vegetables and various small commodities that were almost as tall as a person behind them, and tied them with ropes. Several laps.

When passing in front of them, the engine roared unbearably, and the driver wore a helmet with a veil wrapped in a mask.

Presumably it was a vendor who shipped goods to the city to sell in the early morning and returned.

A few seconds later, the fat man seemed to realize something, and his pupils suddenly constricted.

Seeing people passing by in front of him, Jiang Cheng let out a long breath, and said slowly in a fat man's unfathomable voice: "It's lively again."

Gloomy and uncertain emotions flashed in Fatty's eyes, and he finally grasped the origin of that strange feeling, more precisely, he smelled it.

It's a nightmare.

It's the smell of nightmares!

The eerie feeling that permeates the driver is like being in a nightmare, facing those moody, sinister NPCs.

And there are ghosts hidden in it.

But how?
Isn't this the real world?
Moreover, they had just come out of the doctor's consulting room, the sun was still hanging in the sky, and the sun was still shining, and they were not asleep.

He raised his head, the dazzling light almost made him unable to open his eyes, the wind was blowing by his ears, everything around him was so real that it couldn't be more real.

What happened to all this?
Too much messy information was entangled in his mind, and he had a feeling that he had grasped a key point, but in the next second, that feeling suddenly dissipated.

It was like catching a cloud of fog.

After an unknown period of time, a small but very clear message prompt interrupted Fatty's thoughts. He turned his head and looked at the doctor with a look of proof.

Picking up the phone, Jiang Cheng received a WeChat voice message.

"Doctor Jiang," Pi Ruan's voice was still full of energy, "I asked a friend to check the license plate number you sent. It was a taxi. The driver disappeared three days ago. The case has not been solved yet. The car is still there. The trace inspection team of the police station is holding it."

"By the way," Pi Ruan said cheerfully, as if remembering something, "I sent you the driver's information."

After clicking on it, there was a series of information. The driver's name was Qin Dongguo, a native of Rongcheng. As if he was searching for something, Jiangcheng flicked the screen, and the information kept sliding down.

Until a picture appeared on the screen.

Jiang Cheng paused with his fingers in mid-air.

The moment he leaned over and saw the photo clearly, Fatty's expression began to become strange, and in the next second, there was a "buzz" in his mind.

　carry on
　
(End of this chapter)