No One Knows the Supernatural Better Than Me

Everywhere.

"It feels like all the people who died abnormally in Shuangqing have gathered on this hell train. Is there really a hell in this world?" More and more passengers with tragic deaths appeared in Su Che's sight, and an inexplicable feeling emerged in his heart. doubts.

Shaking his head, "If there really is a hell, how can there be so many evil ghosts? The terminal of this train may not be hell, but somewhere in the dead city outside the unmanned platform."

For Su Che, connecting the dead city outside the unmanned platform with the hell train he is in now is a matter of course. I don't know if it is his illusion. He always feels that the unmanned platform is sealed with reinforced concrete Seventy-eight out of ten acts of death were the work of Dongjiang Guoan.

"Leave from the hell train, go ask them." After making up his mind, Su Che temporarily suppressed this matter from his mind.

One person and one dog carefully searched for traces of the hermit in the aisle of the carriage, and soon found an abnormality in the front row of the carriage on the left side of the window.

The seat number next to Su Che is 7-03, which represents the third seat in the 7th carriage. A woman with disheveled clothes and disheveled hair is sitting on the seat. She is not very old and looks like she is in her early twenties. Her fair wrists are solidified and blackened. The blood scab on his body should have died from cutting his wrist.

Seat 7-02 is vacant, and seat 7-01 is...  

It was Feng Zhi who was swallowed by the hell train when the hell train entered the unmanned platform, except for a few pieces of internal organs and a large amount of blood.

He is still wearing the reflective vest of the track maintenance personnel and the hard hat, and even the bright lights mounted on the hard hat are still shining.

"The people who were killed by the hell train will also appear in the carriage?" Su Che raised his eyebrows, and he guessed more about the weirdness of the hell train 1 in his heart.

With Su Che's arrival, Feng Zhi's body that couldn't see the way of death began to tremble slightly, and his eyes hidden under the helmet were exposed.

"Help me... help me quickly..."

He shouted hoarsely, with despair and fear rushing over his face.

Su Che's hand touched the Type 54 pistol, and Professor Yang's whip in his sleeve was also ready, looking directly at Feng Zhi who hissed for help.

After observing for a while, nothing unusual happened. Su Che thought for a while, and took the flight attendant, Big Black Dog, and sat down on seat 7-02 next to Feng Zhi. Because the backpack was too big, it was suspected that No. 7-03 died of circumcision. Most of the young woman's seat was occupied by his backpack.

"I'm sorry to take up your time for a while." Su Che kindly apologized to it. The woman raised her head, the vitreous body was still cloudy, and the dilated pupils occupied two-thirds of the eye space, and it clearly They were all squeezed to the edge of seat No. 7-03 by Su Che's backpack, but they were still curled up, refusing to move to the side near the aisle, making sure that they were all in their positions.

It seems that once you leave your seat, something extremely terrible will happen.

The noise made by Su Che and the woman in seat 7-03 made Feng Zhi twitch like a convulsion. He turned his face to look at Su Che beside him, and there was no trace of blood on his pale face under the helmet.

"You... I seem to have seen you somewhere before, but I... can't remember..."

"I am the brother of the owner of the tabby cat next door to your neighbor's aunt, third aunt's grandson, and the second uncle's aunt downstairs! When we were young, we often skipped class together to peek at the widow of Bai's family in the village taking a bath. Don't you know all these things?" Have you forgotten?" Su Che asked anxiously.

Feng Zhi was silent, he seemed to be unable to remember anything, "Is...really? I'm sorry, I forgot everything, and...I...I Where is it?"

"No way? You even forgot such an important thing as going bankrupt and contacting me to take you back to your hometown to live in seclusion?" Su Che continued.

Feng Zhi, who was pale-faced, was already dazed by Su Che, his mind was full of three philosophical questions about who I am, where I come from, and where I am going.

Seeing that the flickering was almost over, Su Che quietly patted Feng Zhi's shoulder. His body was very cold, not the kind of dry cold that the hell train was fully turned on, but the cold that penetrated the flesh and went straight to the bone marrow. At this time, Su Che Che was almost [-]% sure that Feng Zhi was dead.

It's just that he still doesn't know why Feng Zhi retains some of his former consciousness after death, so he put on a sad and sighing expression, and said with a long sigh, "Oh, don't say anything, I understand, old Feng. You, the pain of returning to the pre-liberation after decades of hard work, since you have forgotten it, then completely forget it!"

Maybe Su Che showed too much sincerity and concern, even Feng Zhi had doubts about what was in his mind, and asked involuntarily, "Is...is it? Do you want to live in seclusion in your hometown? But..."

"There's nothing wrong!" Su Che's face was serious, and he began to talk nonsense in a serious manner, "Which one of us is with whom? What's yours is mine, and what's mine is mine. The whole family doesn't talk about each other. If you have any troubles, you can directly Tell me, Su, I will do my best to help if I can!"

Although he always felt that something was wrong, Feng Zhi was immediately moved by Su Che's statement. In this cold and ruthless city, only Brother Su can bring him some warmth .

Immediately hissed, "I don't know what's wrong with me. At the beginning, there was darkness in front of my eyes, and my body... felt like being stuffed into a meat grinder. It hurt... The pain was so painful that I almost thought I was going to die, and then a light appeared in my vision, and then I sat here."

"A voice in my heart keeps telling me to get off at the second-to-last platform, but I don't even know where the second-to-last platform is. Where should I get off?"

"Get off at the penultimate platform? That is to say, the Hell Train is not a black car that can only get on and off. Ghost passengers on this train can leave the Hell Train when they arrive at their destination... It turned out to be like this, it seems that the nest of the traitor fool should be in one of the platforms."

"It's not long until a quarter past midnight, and the next stop is Nanwan. We have to find a way to let the fool know that the hermit is hiding in the hell train."

Su Che suddenly had an idea in his mind, he touched Yuan He's head stuffed in his backpack, and felt emotional, "During the bridge blocking the river, the hermit was thinking of defeating the fool before he died... ...Then I will reluctantly let the two of you touch each other! This is the only thing I can help, and it depends on you whether you can succeed or not!"

Chapter 540 One Person Thousand Faces

"Arrived."

At [-]:[-] a.m. in the middle of the night, without any announcements from the broadcast, and without any sign of slowing down, the hell train stopped abruptly as it galloped, and the doors slowly opened.

A modern subway platform appeared outside the train door, and the huge "Nanwan Station" was hung high on the side of the platform where the train passed. Through the window, Su Che even saw that there were sporadic late-night inspections on this platform. The subway staff walked around the subway station and seemed to be still at work.

But these subway staff who were still working turned a blind eye to the hell train parked on the platform. Not only did they not see the green leather train coming in, they didn't even notice the slightest abnormality.

Su Che's eyes moved slightly, and the dog leash in his hand suddenly ran out. The big black dog, who was a newly promoted flight attendant in carriage No. 7, disappeared strangely from Su Che's feet the moment the door opened.

If it wasn't for the collar on the big black dog's neck that was still warm, it would have been as if it had never been in the carriage.

"Sure enough, once you put on the uniform of the hell train crew, you will be affected by the rules of the hell train. When the train stops at the station, it will disappear! I just don't know where the big black dog is on the hell train. Let's wait until the hell train starts up again and the big black dog appears in the carriage." Su Che thought to himself.

Seeing the door open, the dead silent passengers in carriage 7 slowly raised their heads, and many of them stood up and were about to get off. Seeing this, Su Che immediately mingled with the passengers who were about to get off.

A bench outside the entrance to the third car.

This is the place Yuan He said every time one sneaks into Nanwan Station at [-] o'clock in the morning to meet the Fool. The stop time of the Hell Train is limited. notify him.

"Sometimes it is troublesome to find that there are too few traitors. There is no one to pass the news on. I have to get out of the car to convey the news."

With a little emotion, Su Che got up and mingled with the ghost passengers leaving the hell train. He said to Feng Zhi, who was still struggling in pain and bowed his head and turned a deaf ear to everything, "I'll get out of the car and let the wind out later. Come up when I'm driving."

Feng Zhiwei nodded incredulously, indicating that he had heard Su Che's words.

After quickly finding the members of the Ghost Story Association, and telling them to take the rest of the passers-by out of the car and settle them down properly, and then meet himself on the bench outside the third carriage, Su Che continued to follow the ghost passengers who got off to the open door.

As soon as he stepped out of the car door, a cold breath came into his nostrils along with a strange smell. Su Che sniffed it carefully. He was familiar with this strange smell. It was the smell of rotting corpses.

After getting off the train, the ghost passengers who died in all kinds of strange ways disappeared on the platform at an extremely fast speed. Even Su Che could only see the blurred outlines of ghosts when he looked over, and it was impossible to see where the ghost passengers got off where.

All the way forward, car six...car five...car four...

Until the third carriage.

Surrounded by the indistinguishable phantom silhouettes of many ghost passengers who got off the bus, Su Che's eyes were cold, and he suddenly saw an extremely familiar face on the bench outside the No. [-] carriage.

"Hermit?"

Surprised in his heart, Su Che squinted his eyes. He found that the person sitting on the bench outside the No. Sleeve T-shirt, and a long silver chain hanging around his neck.

Compared to the leader of the cult organization Tarot Society, he is more like a wandering singer singing under the flyover. He didn't see Su Che who got off the train from hell. He leaned on the bench and looked at the station with a blank expression. Car in hell by the platform, with a gloomy expression, I don't know what I'm thinking.

"He doesn't seem to be able to see me. Could it be that there will be some weird changes in the people who board the hell train?"

Su Che's eyes turned to those few staff members walking around in the subway station, they were still doing their own work, not only for the incoming hell train, but also for Su Che who got off the hell train, and everyone from the Ghost Story Association And other passers-by, they all turned a blind eye to it.

No, it should be that they can't see these things at all.

Su Che slightly raised his hand, opened the backpack and grabbed Yuan He's head. As soon as he was taken out of the backpack, Yuan He gasped and said in a hurry, "Mr. Su, can we discuss it? Can you stop treating me like someone else?" Put this thing in your backpack, although you took out the two most dangerous ghosts, but the other things are more intrusive to me, okay? Especially the blood-red wedding dress and embroidered shoes, they almost missed me ..."

The talking stopped abruptly, because Yuan He saw the person sitting on the bench outside the No. [-] hell train car, whose appearance in Su Che's eyes was no different from that of the hermit, and murmured, with the natural fear of a mouse seeing a cat, "Fool...fool!"

"Don't be afraid, he doesn't seem to be able to see us now." Su Che paused before continuing, "And, Boss Yuan, do you know why the Fool and the Hermit are almost identical in appearance?"

"What?" Yuan He's eyes widened, his expression full of disbelief, "Mr. Su, did you just say...the hermit and the fool are exactly the same in appearance? Impossible, absolutely impossible! The traitor hermit The information about him is well known in the association, even if the hermit turns into ashes, I can't forget his appearance, and the fool... It's even more impossible for me to forget, the two of them can never look exactly the same!"

Su Che frowned slightly, he was very surprised by the intensity of Yuan He's reaction, "Now what does the Fool look like to you, please describe his characteristics in detail."

"Around 40 years old, bearded, dead fish eyes hanging upside down, deep wrinkles on his face, wearing a flowered shirt and beach pants, his outfit has never changed over the years!" Yuan He quickly described the fool in his eyes. image.

Su Che thought, "The image of a fool in everyone's eyes is different, and each person has thousands of faces... Is this the ability of the ghost or some kind of evil item in him? No wonder the people of Dongjiang Guoan have been unable to It is completely eradicated, others walk in the rivers and lakes with at most one or two vests, and it is too much for you to wear vests all over your body!"

When Yuan He finished speaking, Su Che was still thinking about how to deal with the fool in the leather vest, the fool sitting on the bench seemed to realize something, and cast his sinister gaze on Su Che almost instantly Standing position with Yuan He.

At this time, his voice suddenly sounded, "Come out, there is not much time left, Dongjiang Guoan's cops seem to have discovered our existence, and the members who went to Jiangcheng to capture the ghost under the river-blocking bridge have all been wiped out. The time has come to leave this city."

Hearing what the fool said, Su Che and Yuan He looked at each other.

"He seems to have mistook us for the old man on the unmanned platform!" Yuan He whispered.

Su Che nodded, "Under the influence of the rules of the hell train, the fool can only find that someone is looking at him, but he cannot identify us."

"But this is normal. Even the vast majority of members of the Tarot Society are unaware of the existence of the Hell Train. The members of the Tarot Society who can board the Hell Train are basically solid party members selected by the traitor fool. He never imagined that we would Got on the hell train!"

He strode up to the fool, just when Yuan He thought that Su Che would not talk about martial arts, and secretly stabbed the fool to attack him.

I saw Su Che brewing his emotions for a while, and shouted in a hoarse voice, "The big thing is bad, the traitor hermit has already controlled the death pendulum clock under the Jiangcheng River Barrier Bridge, and now he has sneaked into the last place of the hell train." A car, said to kill all members of the association!"

"Ah! Here comes the hermit, here he comes, and he comes down from the last carriage!"

Chapter 540 It turns out that you are a stowaway on the hell train!

Su Che's voice did not attract the attention of the subway staff, but the Fool heard his voice in a special way.

In Su Che's eyes, the face that highly overlapped with the hermit suddenly sank, and the gloomy expression almost dripped water.

"Who are you? Where did you get the information that the hermit controlled the pendulum clock of death?" The Fool cried out in a low voice.

Su Che glanced at Yuan He, he nodded knowingly, and started acting according to the script Su Che wrote earlier, "It's me, Yuan He from the haunted house in Daliuwan in the southern suburbs!"

"You want me to design and get rid of the culprits who have sabotaged the association's plans in Jiangcheng in the Daliuwan haunted house, that is, the anchor Long Ge, and another evil and enthusiastic citizen Mr. Su. I have done everything according to your request, but when I When I tricked them into Jiangcheng to get rid of them, I realized that Mr. Su and Brother Long, the enthusiastic citizens, had already become the hermit's scapegoats!"

"All the previous arrangements were destroyed, and even the soul of the mirror was completely wiped out by the hermit. If it wasn't at the last moment, I discovered Yuan Yi's hiding place at No. 148 Zijin Avenue and Yuanjialing in the Daliuwan Haunted House..."

The Fool suddenly interrupted Yuan He here, "Yuan Jialing? Did you find Yuan Jialing? Where is Yuan Jialing hidden in the Daliuwan Haunted House?"

"That's right, I found Yuanjialing. It's hidden behind the curtain of the theater of horror. It pierces through the wall behind the curtain. Yuanjialing is behind the wall!" Yuan He glanced at Su Che, and according to the established idea, Yuanjialing's existence revealed to the fool.

Sure enough, as Su Che guessed, the bet between the Fool and Yuan Yi was related to Yuan Jialing. Hearing the information about Yuan Jialing revealed by Yuan He, the Fool's sinking face showed a crazy and distorted expression.

"Great, great! As long as I can enter Yuanjialing, I can complete this divination game of death."

The Fool's crazy and distorted low-pitched screams were so confusing that Yuan He couldn't even hear what the Fool said, but Su Che grasped the key information in the Fool's words.

"The divination game of death...is this the truth of the Phnom Penh Tarot?"

The Fool was quite satisfied with Yuan He's provision of the key information on Yuanjialing. With a flick of his finger, a gold-edged Tarot card came through the air. Su Che grabbed it directly and glanced at the picture on the card.

The rotting female corpse was sitting upright, her left hand was holding a sharp blade that was still dripping blood, and her right hand was holding down a man's head with wide eyes and a long tongue sticking out, sticky dirty blood flowed all over the floor.

"I reward you with the core member seat of justice, are you satisfied?" The crazy twisted expression on the Fool's face turned into a weird smile that made people feel strongly uncomfortable.

Su Che put this gold-edged Tarot card representing justice into his pocket, with a kind smile on his face, and secretly said, "Eleven to eleven, it's finally a tie!"

"Satisfied, I am so satisfied!" Yuan He said with a sad face. How can he use a tragic word to describe his dream of being a core member of the Tarot Society just like this.

He muttered in a low voice, "Help Mr. Su get rid of the traitor, the Fool. At that time, I will have a seat as a core member. It shouldn't be a big problem..."

"Done!"

At this time, the Fool also recovered from the madness of getting Yuan Jialing's information, and his sinister eyes turned to the last carriage of the hell train. There was still blood on the door of the car door, which was brought out by the head of the hermit who was blasted by the spoon killer hammer, which could be easily noticed by the Fool. This is the trace left by the hermit.

"Sure enough, I got into the hell train." The fool shrank his pupils, then stood up from the bench with a smirk, and went straight to the last carriage, "I thought Dongjiang Guoan's note would solve the death pendulum clock, but I didn't expect to be caught You got it, do you think you can win this death divination game? Not enough, not far enough!"