No One Knows the Supernatural Better Than Me

"The weird fog encountered by the Hell Train, as well as the black silhouette we met in the Shanglinshan Tunnel when we took the 714 bus to Shuangqing, all these seem to be related to the unmanned platform outside the tunnel of Shuangqing Metro Line 22. It is related to the dead city, and the Fool also said before that he founded the Tarot Society to start the death divination game, and the [-] gold-edged Tarot cards also came from this, so where is that dead city?"

Since taking a taxi on a rainy night in Jiangcheng and bumping into a uniformed ghost, Su Che has experienced countless evil and supernatural events, but such terrifying and weird things that can be linked across several cities like a dead city outside an unmanned platform, All he could think of was the ghosts in Huanggang Village connected by Yongxiang and Yexiang.

"Chairman, jump out of the bus, there is a nightly debugging subway coming from behind!" The ghost in uniform stepped on the gas pedal of the 714 bus almost into the fuel tank before he was able to catch up with the speeding hell train, Kuang Cheng poked his head out The broken window shouted to Su Che who was standing at the end of the last car of the hell train.

Su Che went, the lights behind the No. 714 bus were shining, and a streamlined subway train was heading towards the direction of the No. 714 bus and the hell train.

Looking back, the silver-white flames completely engulfed the No. 11 car. Looking ahead, the No. 9 car is empty to the locomotive of the hell train, which has obviously been burned to ashes by the powerful Type 82 oval grenade.

The moment the silvery-white flames attached to the No. 12 carriage, the red-clothed ghost standing beside Su Che's brain burst, and his body was covered with other people's mutilated limbs. Suddenly, silvery-white flames burst out from the inside and outside.

The blood melted, and the face showed pain. The silver-white flame that was originally burning on the hell train ghost was somehow ignited from the body of this red-clothed ghost.

"Good guy, the master-killing curse of the blood-stained bone cutting knife is not so ruthless. If I had known earlier, the first grenade would not have been wasted." Su Che sighed with some heartache.

"Since the ghosts in red on the hell train say that this train has no destination, then..." Su Che looked at the ghosts in red that were completely covered in silver-white flames, and then picked up Huang Xiaoying's blood-stained high heels. He stuffed it back into his backpack, "Give relief to all the souls who died in pain on this hell train, and it should be the terminal..."

The silver-white flames engulfed most of the No. 12 carriage in a blink of an eye, and Su Che could not have too much time to struggle. Seeing the No. 714 bus driven by the subdued ghost approaching, Su Che picked up the big black dog and walked out of hell. At the end of the train, the door jumped down and jumped into the No. 714 bus with no windshield and air leakage from all sides.

"Hurry up! The subway on Line [-] is about to overtake us and hit us, please drive faster!" Kuang Cheng yelled at the uniformed ghost driving the car.

The uniformed ghost was also bleeding from the head, "What can I do? I am also very desperate! This is just a broken ghost bus, not Formula 1, why don't you find a chance to get me a ghost sports car open?"

"Stop making noise. The tunnel is full of surveillance cameras. If you don't want to be caught in the police station and eat prison food, just find a nearby platform and run away!" Kuang Cheng was killed when he was hit by a subway line.

He looked ahead and stood at the door at the end of the hell train, his brains cracked, and the red-clothed ghost covered with other people's mutilated limbs melted like ice and snow under the burning of silver-white flames.

As it melted away, the rattling sound of the whole hell train never sounded again, and the lingering eerie chill that pervaded the subway line [-] tunnel dissipated.

At this moment, as Su Che expected, the system's emotional notification sound appeared in his mind again.

[Hell-level hidden side mission, Tarot Society Part [-]: Hell Train, complete! 】

[It is said that on Subway Line [-] in Shuangqing City, there is a train bound for hell every night at [-]:[-] a.m., take the hell train to the terminal. 】

[Reward Distribution: Worn Out Tickets (Tickets whose start and end stations have been erased, where will it lead?)]

Before the system's emotional notification sounded, Su Che felt his right fingertips cool down, and a crumpled old crimson ticket appeared in his hand.

On this crimson ticket, the two characters "starting station" and "terminal station" are covered by black paint, only the carriage seat, boarding time and a bold line of writing can be discerned.

'4 compartments with 14 seats'

‘2019年2月26号22时26分发车’

'Welcome to the train of death, the train has no end! '

Chapter 560 Six, this is driving a ghost taxi!quit!

In the tunnel of Shuangqing Subway Line [-], which is full of surveillance cameras, as the ghosts of the hell train dispersed, the hell train driving in the tunnel inevitably left a blazing silver-white flame in the surveillance cameras.

Of course, it is very difficult for the on-duty personnel of the subway monitoring department to know how this green leather train with silvery white flames drove to the subway tunnel, but this does not prevent them from being aware of the subway train being debugged Once there is a rear-end collision with this green train, the consequences will definitely be very serious.

"Train 03B-1 is traveling from Nanwan to Wanfolin South Station, please brake immediately, there is a green train with flames in front of you!"

The driver in the cab of the subway train didn't even need to be reminded by the main control room. He shouted loudly, "It's not just a green leather train that's on fire, there's also a tattered bus that was hit in front of me!"

No one knew that green leather trains and buses, which would never appear in subway tunnels, not only appeared, but were also blatantly blocked on the route of the subway train, driving slowly and leisurely.

That's right, in front of the subway trains speeding at more than 80 yards per hour, it is not an exaggeration to describe the speed of the Hell Train and the No. 714 bus traveling between the tracks as snails.

"Forget about the green leather train, how did the bus drive into the subway tunnel?" A frantic voice came from the intercom in the driver's cab.

The subway driver himself was at a loss, and his voice suddenly became louder, "I'm afraid it's not haunted, a few minutes ago the tunnel was so empty that not even a fly could be found, and in a blink of an eye, the row of green skins Trains and buses appear in the tunnel, can you believe this situation?"

"Wait." There was another voice from the master controller, "That green leather train...is it made of paper? It was burned directly by the fire, leaving no residue."

The subway driver also swallowed a mouthful of saliva, "Damn it, not only the flaming green train, but also the bus behind the green train is gone, we're really damned!"

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The temperature is getting hotter and hotter. Even at five o'clock in the morning, which should be the coolest time of the day, it can't eliminate the sweltering heat and humidity.

Today's weather is very bad, with dark clouds, the air is dull, and there is a feeling of depression that makes people breathless.

Around 05:30 in the morning, there was a little light in the dark cloudy sky, and the sky and the earth were still very dark. The construction site in Wang County, after squatting all night, made their eyes red. Zhou Tan led the team to deal with the ghost asking for directions The team also failed to wait for the ghost to knock on the door and ask for directions.

So much so that Zhou Tan wondered if Zhao Yue was lying nonsense, "Mr. Zhao, are you sure that you first met the road-asking ghost at this construction site?"

"..." Zhao Yue also looked sluggish, tried hard to open the eyelids that could not help but nodded, "I remember correctly, it is here, but...then It’s just that when the road ghost first asked me for directions, he came in from outside the construction site.”

"In this case, the task of guarding the guide ghost ends here. When the sky is completely bright, everyone will evacuate the construction site to rest. Tonight we will take the initiative to attack." Zhou Wangwang told Zhao Yue the place where he first encountered the guide ghost, My mind was complicated and I couldn't calm down for a long time.

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In the early morning of Shuangqing, it was raining lightly, and the sun was covered by dark clouds, so there was no light to be seen.

Jiang Gang packed up the sundries in the car, and then half-lyed on the taxi seat to read the newspaper for a short break, ready to start the day's work.

As a full-time taxi driver, his work schedule is very different from other drivers in the company. Other drivers often work in the same car in two shifts. The two drivers do not stop for 24 hours without stopping, while he works all year round. Maintain a good schedule from six in the morning to six in the morning, drive only during the day, and run away at night.

There is no way, since the night bus ran into a ghost a few years ago, and another taxi driver who was traveling with him died unexpectedly, he never dared to run the night bus again, and even Baiping Town, who had run into the ghost at the time, never dared to drive close these years.

As the time drew closer to the ghost festival in the seventh and a half of the lunar calendar, a strange feeling that he couldn't explain clearly appeared in his heart.

Wiping the sweat off his face, Jiang Gang sighed deeply, "Forget about asking for leave during the Ghost Festival, this thing is really evil, my life is the most important thing, I still have to keep my life... I don't want to die in ignorance like him."

At six o'clock in the morning, when the taxi was started, Jiang Gang's eyes swept to the side of the road from time to time, searching for all pedestrians who might become customers.

Not long after, he saw someone waving at him outside a bus stop covered with psoriasis advertisements. The light rain made it difficult for him to see the appearance of the person waving at him, but the figure of this person made him feel uncomfortable. He looks familiar.

"Master, go to the Daliuwan Haunted House."

Jiang pulled the taxi aside just now, and the man ran to the side of the car in the light rain and opened the door. A faint strange smell came over him. When Jiang just recovered, he found that the seat in the back seat A man who looked a little thin was wrapped in a brown windbreaker all over his body.

"Daliuwan Haunted House again..." Jiang Gang put his hands on the steering wheel, looked through the rearview mirror at the thin man in the back seat who was covered in a black windbreaker on a hot day, and his heart sank.

He just drove a group of young people who claimed to be the Jiangcheng Late Night Ghost Stories Association to the Daliuwan Haunted House yesterday afternoon. He didn't expect that the first business order this morning was to the Daliuwan Haunted House again, and this person didn't look very normal.

To be honest, he didn't want to run this trip.

"I'm sorry, the Daliuwan Haunted House is not very clean, so I won't run away from this business." Jiang Gang bluntly refused.

The thin man in the black windbreaker in the back seat took out three brand new hundred-yuan bills from his pocket, and suddenly said, "Three hundred, take me to the haunted house in Daliuwan."

After struggling for a long time, reason finally defeated greed, Jiang Gang shook his head and refused, "I really can't run, you should ask other taxis, I still have business."

As soon as these words came out, the atmosphere in the carriage suddenly became dignified. After a few minutes of stalemate, the thin man in a black windbreaker opened the door silently, and walked into the bus station slowly in the light rain. silhouette.

Jiang Gang wiped the cold sweat off his forehead with lingering fear, hurriedly beat Xiang Xiang to death, turned around on the spot, and fled without even closing the car door opened by the thin man.

When the thin man in a black trench coat was sitting in the back seat just now, Jiang Gang hadn't noticed it yet. When the man left, Jiang just suddenly remembered why he looked familiar to him.

Glancing at the co-driver's storage box, a corner of the Qingcheng Morning News a few days ago came into view. It was a newspaper he hadn't finished reading this morning, and it was marked on the most striking front page:

"During the suspension of business for rectification, there was another accident at the Daliuwan Haunted House. The illegal live broadcast caused 1 death and 6 injuries. The owner of the haunted house has been brought under control!" "

In the corner of this report, there is a photo of the man in the black windbreaker who got into the car just now.

He is Yuan Yi, the original owner of the Daliuwan Haunted House, which has been confirmed to have committed suicide three months ago.

"It's really coming to the ghost festival in July and a half. Even the dead ghosts who have killed themselves for several months have appeared, and they are driving a ghost taxi! Quit it!"

Chapter 560 Seven, listen, is this still a human language?

Around 06:30, office workers and students who got up early took the subway to go to work or to go to class.

Taking advantage of the chance that the hell train was burned to ashes by the silver-white flames, Su Che and his team used the black mist dispersed by the black book to restore the No. 714 bus to its original state. Disappeared under the eyelids.

Then he stuffed all the contraband into the No. 714 bus, and slipped out of the subway station among the subway passengers in the morning rush hour.

When leaving the station, Su Che even saw the members of Dongjiang Guoan disguised as subway staff who heard the news and began to secretly block the entire subway line 714 to investigate the supernatural events caused by the hell train and the [-] bus.

But remembering that yesterday afternoon when delivering the courier to the corpse king, he had revealed to Dongjiang Guoan that the Tarot Club's home was on Metro Line [-], Su Che reckoned that people from Dongjiang Guoan would contact him soon.

Sure enough, not long after walking out of the subway station, the phone in Su Che's pocket started to vibrate, and when he took it out, it turned out to be Dongjiang Guoan's unique long phone number starting with 0.

Pick up the phone with ease.

"Mr. Su, the flaming green leather train that appeared in the tunnel of Shuangqing Metro Line 714 this morning, and the ghost bus No. [-], you should have made it?"

Su Che gave a grunt.

The deep and hoarse male voice on the other side of the phone, I knew it was such a deep groan, he sighed slightly, "Mr. Su, can you let us know in advance when you want to make such a big noise next time? The driver of the main control of Line [-] and a train of subways can see clearly..."

"The people affected by the Nanfeng ghost town incident are clearly better than today." Su Che said quietly.

The male voice on the other end of the phone was choked by Su Che's words, and he was silent for a moment before continuing, "I won't mention this matter, Mr. Su, how did you report yesterday about the Tarot Club's investigation in the lair of Metro Line [-]? , is it confirmed?"

"Old nest? What old nest?" Su Che pretended to be surprised, and then suddenly realized, "If you are talking about the current number one traitor of the Tarot Society, the Fool, who has been operating the Hell Train on Metro Line [-] for many years, it has already been burned to ashes. .”

"What, what?" The monk with a male voice on the other end of the phone couldn't figure it out, and couldn't keep up with Su Che's brain circuit for a while, and asked repeatedly, "The number one traitor in the Tarot Club, the Fool? What's going on here? "

"Our group of insiders who broke into the Tarot Club successfully expelled the Fool on the spot last night. He is not a traitor. Who is a traitor?" Su Che said righteously.

The male voice on the other end of the phone fell into complete silence after hearing this, followed by a hoarse cough, "Mr. Su, did you expel the leader of the Tarot Society, the Fool, from the Tarot Society on the spot?"

"Yeah, what's wrong with that?"

Listen, is this still a human language?

What's wrong with this?

Big problem!

The leader of the Tarot Society, the Fool, was expelled by you on the spot, so the current Tarot Society is still a cult?

When I was in Nanhe County, I contacted you, and I only ordered you to break into the Tarot Society to play Infernal Affairs, thoroughly investigate the specific situation of the Tarot Society, and then send an action team to wipe them out in one fell swoop.

I didn't let you stage a supernatural Mission: Impossible, so I just took over the magpie's nest and expelled the leader of the Tarot cult, the Fool... from his membership!

Although he was unable to complain in his heart, the male voice on the phone tried his best to suppress his urge to whisper, and said repeatedly, "That's not what I meant. According to your words, Mr. Su, apart from the number one traitor, the Fool, in the current Tarot Society, Are the others all yours?"

"That's right, that's it. The Fool is really a crazy and crazy cultist. He was expelled from our membership on the spot and managed to escape with the assets of our Tarot Society's ten tarot cards. His goal is Yuanjialing. I miss you all." You should know where he is going to Yuanjialing from." Su Che reminded.

There was a flurry of movement on the other end of the phone, and it took a while to calm down, "Mr. Su, the Yuanjialing where you and Long Wenhua live-streamed?"

"En." Su Che nodded.

The male voice on the other end of the phone suddenly became very serious, "I see, you, Mr. Su, have overfulfilled the task of infiltrating into the Tarot Society to find information this time, as well as the Corpse King and the "Consecration". The support of the "Proficient" book has been very effective in helping us, I don't know what you want, Mr. Su..."

"Can you get that kind of heavy firepower that can cause mass destruction...even level the entire city?" Su Che asked directly after interrupting the long speech of the male voice on the other end of the phone.

"This... This is of course possible, but it will take time." The male voice on the other end of the phone was very puzzled, wondering why Su Che asked this question.