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The train entered the platform with a bang, the door opened, light snow fell into the carriage, and the shadow with white hair raised his head due to the sudden sound.

It was an elderly woman, although she was old, she did not look dry.A head of silver-white hair is neatly arranged, dressed in the clothes of the British upper class - a beige skirt over a dove gray wool coat, a light purple chain handbag is placed on his knees, and his fingers are wrapped in black velvet gloves , a royal blue diamond ring shimmering.

Cheng Mo and Qin Chuhe walked out of the carriage and saw that the old woman was just sitting quietly on the bench without any other movements, so they asked involuntarily:

"Are you... are you waiting for the bus?"

The woman froze for a moment, as if she had just noticed their arrival, she came back to her senses.The blue eyes as deep as the ocean looked at them gently, first slowly shook his head, then raised his hand, pointing to the train that stopped on the platform and stopped moving.

"Waiting for someone?" Cheng Mo glanced back at the subway train that was carrying them. The rest of the carriages were empty. Apart from them, there was clearly no third passenger. It was unknown who this woman was waiting for.

"There are no other passengers on this train." Cheng Mo said kindly, "Who are you waiting for?"

The woman smiled, and when she smiled, her blue eyes shone with gentle waves like the sea under the sun.The woman shook her head again, as if she was facing a young child who didn't know much about the world, with a slight smile on the corner of her mouth, she tapped on the stopped train again in the void.

Cheng Mo was stunned.He looked back at the strange train departing at 59:61:[-]. The driver's cab was empty, and the old brown leather chairs glowed with a layer of mist under the light, like tears on the fur.The train, which seemed to be driven by a ghost, stopped quietly on the empty platform, and the falling snowflakes gradually covered the roof of the car with a layer of white.

Qin Chuhe, who had been silent all this time, suddenly spoke.

"There is a story [Note 1] on the London Underground. At the Embankment station, an old woman can always be seen sitting on a bench inside the platform." Qin Chuhe looked at the woman with an unusual softness on his expression, " She never got on the train, she just silently watched the trains coming in and out, as if she was waiting for someone."

"But she was actually hearing the prompt at the station." Qin Chuhe said slowly, the snowflakes fell on his shoulders and slowly melted into water, "The gap between the doors and platforms of the British subway is very large, and the government has used it before. The voice prompt 'Mind the Gap' reminds passengers to pay attention to the gap between the carriage and the platform to prevent accidents."

"It's your husband's voice, isn't it?" Qin Chuhe stared at the woman, "After he died, I heard his voice on the platform, as if he was still alive."

The woman raised her head and looked at Qin Chuhe. Although the corners of her mouth were raised, tears gradually appeared in her eyes.

"But the London Underground once experienced a system upgrade." As if remembering something unpleasant, Qin Chuhe frowned slightly, "After this upgrade, the new prompt replaced your husband's recording."

"You still come to this subway station every day, but no matter how much you wait, the subway repeatedly enters and exits the station, but the voice announcement can no longer be heard-so there is this ghost train."

"You know that, right? This train." Qin Chuhe said calmly, "This train carried your husband's dead soul. It departed at that non-existent time and came to you."

The snow fell even more heavily, and there were large swirls of white, like feathers dropped by birds.The woman looked at Qin Chuhe in silence for so long that Cheng Mo felt that she had turned into a silent statue in the snow.

An inaudible sigh drifted into the snow.

"I want to listen to the train announcement once, and listen to my husband's voice for the last time." The woman finally opened her mouth, her hoarse voice was like grains of sand polished by sandpaper, "He comes every night, but the reminder on the train The tone never sounded again. Sometimes I even wonder if he is expressing his dissatisfaction with me in this way, which I have never noticed. "

She smiled faintly, looked at the silent train, her eyes revealed a long-lost nostalgia and regret.

Qin Chuhe shook his head:

"This train has a voice broadcast."

In the slightly astonished expression of the woman, Qin Chuhe walked to the side of the train and stretched out his hand to caress the empty driving compartment.

"This train was silent at all the stations it passed before, and only at this station, it broadcast the voice prompt of 'Mind the Gap'. It's just..." He lowered his head slightly, staring at the empty captain's seat , "The voice of the dead cannot be heard by the living. As long as you are alive, you will never hear his voice."

He listened attentively for a while, and said to the woman, "But that announcement never stopped."

The strong wind came suddenly, and the chaotic snowflakes were rolled into the sky, and the eyes of the woman were filled with tears.She, who had been sitting still, suddenly stood up from the bench, and the chain of her handbag jingled in the wind.

She straightened her hair, which was blown by the wind, and walked towards the train step by step.In the frenzied wind, she walked firmly and straightened her back, as if she was going to a well-dressed invitation.

She stopped in front of the car door, turned around as if remembering something, and took out a half-palm-sized gold card from her handbag. The round logo of the London Underground and the words "Embankment Station" were faintly printed on the card. Flickering in the brilliance of falling snow.

Holding the card, she stretched out her hands towards Qin Chuhe. The card rose steadily in the strong wind, and with the support of snowflakes, it fell into Qin Chuhe's open palm.

"How much is the rent?" Qin Chuhe accepted the Embankment Station pass, "This subway station meets the fourth line [Note 2], so it doesn't matter if the rent is higher."

The woman shook her head, looked at them like elders looking at children lovingly, stretched out her hand and wrote "Free of Charge[Note 3]" in the air, then bent down with a smile, and bowed solemnly to them .

Qin Chuhe looked at the back of her about to step into the carriage, and said suddenly:

"Have you thought about it? If you get in the car, you will never be able to return to this world."

The woman didn't turn around, but waved at them. I wonder if it was Cheng Mo's illusion, the diamond ring on the woman's ring finger seemed to be shining.

The woman stepped into the carriage, and with the sound of steam spurting, the door slowly closed behind her.Suddenly, the train seemed to wake up from a deep sleep. The headlights were bright, and the warm yellow light softened the cold night, as if welcoming the arrival of a woman.

"Mind - the Gap."

This time, the deep and powerful male voice broadcast resounded through the platform, and Cheng Mo finally heard the woman's dreaming voice.This sentence is like a thank you.

Wearing a shirt, vest and black tie, the phantom of an old man appeared beside the woman.The old man took off his hat to the two of them, and on his ring finger, a diamond ring that was the same as the woman's was shining in the light.

The rails trembled, the train sang loudly, and gradually drifted away in the snowy night.But this time, Cheng Mo knew it would never come back.This train carrying the ghost's obsession wandering on the northern line will take his lover to the final home of the soul.

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[System prompt: The site EmbankmentStation has been owned by players [Li Ming] and [Li Hua], and the toll fee is 50 pounds]

[Current deposit balance: 1000 million pounds]

【Current location: EmbankmentStation】

[Occupied locations and tolls by other players have been marked on the map, and now the second round of point throwing begins]

The floating throwing disc appeared in front of Cheng Mo and Qin Chuhe again, and this time Cheng Mo handed the dice to Qin Chuhe.

Qin Chuhe didn't refuse, he picked up the dice and threw it into the void—two 4s.

"En?" Qin Chuhe raised his eyebrows, staring at the two dice with exactly the same points, and said to himself, "It will trigger a random event."

"Why?" Cheng Mo looked at the next destination that lit up on the map. This time, there was a small bright spot above the name of the destination, "I remember that if you throw two identical points, the system will give you a bonus The number of throws per throw, how could it trigger a mysterious event?"

"The rules of this dungeon are not exactly the same as the 'Monopoly' in the outside world." Qin Chuhe pointed to the map and explained, "In the regular version of 'Monopoly', players need to roll the dice in order, that is to say, in the current When the player's action is not over, the rest of the players can only stay where they are."

"But take a look at this map, do you see the locations of other people?" Qin Chuhe pointed out several locations on the map, "Other players are scattered in different places. That is to say, when we are performing missions on the site, Others also rushed to their sites. In this copy, everyone's actions are simultaneous."

"In this case, there is no such thing as an additional number of throws, because each group of players can automatically get the next throwing opportunity after completing their own site tasks. However, the reward for throwing the same point must exist, so In this dungeon, the reward for the number of bonuses has been modified to trigger a random event."

"This also means that if we want to have more land before others, we not only need to roll as many points as possible at the beginning of the game to get ahead of others, but also need to pass through the land faster than others. Small levels to get more throws in the same amount of time."

"Both of us are very wrong, the task is arduous." For some reason, Qin Chuhe smiled when he said such dejected words, and pointed at the next stop they were going to with his beautiful and slender fingers. "Hey, this place, did you think of anything?"

Cheng Mo followed his finger and looked over——

Her Majesty's Theater.

Her Majesty's Theatre.

this place……

Almost instantly, a lonely black figure appeared in his mind.

The author has something to say: [Note 1] borrowed the real stories of Magaret McCollum and Oswald Laurence. After the death of Oswald, who provided the recording of "Mind the Gap" for the Northern Line (Northern Line), Magaret went to Embankment tube station every day to listen to her husband's recording.After the subway broadcast was upgraded, Oswald's recording was replaced by a new prompt tone, but after learning of this story, the London Underground authorities reactivated Oswald's recording at the Embankment station, and this station has become the only one currently used by the London Underground. The site of this recording.

[Note 2] The four lines here refer to the four subway lines of BakerlooLine, CircleLine, DistrictLine and NorthernLine.

【Note 3】Free of charge.

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2020.2.4 update

Corrected some typos in the text and missing words in the summary.