[Full-time master] mottled

Zhao Xinhong has never felt that life is so depressing.

He is a senior manager of a private company. He graduated from a famous university and has strong business ability. He goes to and from major multinational companies in the core area of ​​the CBD of S City every day to negotiate business. Not only is Zhao Xinhong's career going smoothly, but his family is even more happy and happy. His beautiful and intelligent wife just gave birth to a big fat boy for him last year. As a result, there is good news that he is pregnant with a second child just after this year .

With a successful career and harmonious family, Zhao Xinhong, the winner in life, can laugh out loud almost every night in his dreams.

However, no matter how glamorous a suit is, it can't resist the mid-life crisis—even though Zhao Xinhong, who has just turned 35, is not middle-aged at all—Zhao Xinhong, whose life has always been very smooth, has suddenly started to have bad luck these two days.

First of all, there were repeated mistakes in the work. No matter how the submitted reports were modified, the data would never match the reality. The director dropped the folder twice in front of him; and then the project leaders of other companies could not contact him because of critical moments. , angrily sued him to the board of directors, and Zhao Xinhong, who had never been punished, was criticized for the first time; He was scolded again.

Zhao Xinhong, who was in a bad mood, had a serious rear-end collision on the way home that day. Zhao Xinhong, who took full responsibility for the accident, not only paid the previous car owner a large amount of compensation and maintenance costs, but his car was hit beyond recognition. The SUV was also sent to the repair shop; Zhao Xinhong, who finally returned home, was physically and mentally exhausted, but his pregnant wife was suspicious of him. Zhao Xinhong was very angry with his wife's eyes looking at monsters. He has been very loving for three years of marriage The two had a quarrel for the first time. Only the half-year-old son was crying beside him, and Zhao Xinhong went to sleep on the sofa that night.

It was very easy to survive the unlucky day, but the next day Zhao Xinhong had a more difficult life.

Zhao Xinhong, who lost his scooter, was stolen by a pickpocket when he was squeezed into the bus. His wallet contained all his documents and bank cards. The new mobile phone he bought yesterday broke down, and missed calls from project partners filled the entire standby screen. ; His work is still making mistakes repeatedly, and the leaders and subordinates are extremely dissatisfied with him, which indirectly caused his competitors to take away a big project that should have belonged to him.

Zhao Xinhong, who had been unable to accomplish anything all day, sat in the office and waited for the seven-day paid vacation granted by the board of directors before leaving work-the company still couldn't bear Zhao Xinhong. The mistake was only due to the poor state caused by being too tired, so he was given seven days off to adjust himself.

This is a tactful and kind way to deal with it, but Zhao Xinhong's heart is blocked.

"Manager Zhao, are you leaving get off work so early today?" Xiao Deng at the front desk who was handing a paper box to the courier saw Zhao Xinhong coming out with a briefcase, turned around and greeted him with a smile.The courier on the side glanced up at him, then lowered his head to confirm the delivery order.

"Ah... um, um, yes." Zhao Xinhong responded vaguely, and walked out of the company calmly and quickly.

hateful!This woman is clearly watching my joke!

Full of resentment, Zhao Xinhong kicked the wall viciously in the elevator room - Zhao Xinhong's kick did not leave a trace on the smooth ceramic wall tiles at all, but his toes wrapped in brand-name leather shoes hurt so much Terrible.

What a bad luck!

Zhao Xinhong endured the pain and walked into the elevator like a normal person.

Zhao Xinhong, who got off work half an hour early, did not go home directly, but wandered around the core area of ​​the CBD which he called "his own back garden" several times in order to find the "culprit".

——Zhao Xinhong blamed all the unlucky things in the past two days on a homeless person.

There are homeless people in every city, and a city can never eliminate the existence of homeless people.Even in the core area of ​​the CBD, a super city like City S, there are homeless people.

Zhao Xinhong met such a homeless person when he was off work the day before yesterday.

The dirty young homeless man stopped Zhao Xinhong, he knelt on the ground and begged him for mercy, he was sick, very serious, and if there was no money to treat him, he would die—the way homeless people always do ——Zhao Xinhong, who was on the phone with his partner at the time, impatiently prepared to bypass him and go straight to the parking lot to pick up the car, but the homeless man just refused to let him go.Due to the entanglement of the homeless, Zhao Xinhong failed to notice his feet. He staggered and almost fell down. He also dropped the mobile phone he was talking on to the ground. After swiping the ground, the screen went black and he couldn't turn it on again.

The mobile phone was suddenly broken, and Zhao Xinhong was so frightened that he ran back to the company and used his landline to call his partner to explain that he didn't hang up on purpose. He worked hard for more than an hour before he finally settled the matter.

When Zhao Xinhong passed by the small square after get off work again, the homeless man who pestered him had long since disappeared. Since then, Zhao Xinhong's misfortune has never stopped.

Zhao Xinhong has heard a superstition called "Huamou", which says that if people with bad luck want to change their luck, they can match themselves by touching the horoscope, but those with weaker fates will divide their bad luck.

There is no doubt that such a matter of harming others and benefiting oneself must be detrimental to morality.However, how many of these people who had a bad life while alive would care about the afterlife?

Damn, that beggar has a problem!

Zhao Xinhong searched the street aimlessly for a few times, but naturally he found nothing, which made him more determined: he must have been "melted" by the homeless person, otherwise the pedestrians on the road were so angry that day. Many, who is not good for the beggar to pester, but why did he come to pester him, Zhao Xinhong?

Distraught, Zhao Xinhong stood at the crossroads and looked at the darkening sky, decided to stop his aimless search, go home and take a shower to end his tired day.

—but first he wanted to go to the Lawson convenience store across the street to get some food and a pack of cigarettes along the way.

A thin beggar sat on the side of the road. Whenever the signal light turned red, he shook the dirty porcelain bowl in his hand towards the crowd waiting for the red light, muttering nonsense about the life of a good person. There were a few coins lying on the ground, and when they were shaken, they made a disturbing noise.

Zhao Xinhong, who happened to be waiting for the red light, was so loud that he was about to explode. He turned his head and stared at the beggar viciously, without hiding the anger in his eyes, but the beggar didn't notice his gaze—he Busy kowtowing to a girl who threw five yuan into his bowl.

Beggars, fucking beggars again!

Zhao Xinhong was almost about to explode. He couldn't suppress the irritability and anger in his heart at all, so he did a very excessive thing: Zhao Xinhong quickly kicked the beggar hard in the chest when passing by him, and then pretended to be As if nothing had happened, he quickly mixed into the crowd crossing the road.

Zhao Xinhong, who was already standing at the door of the convenience store, looked back. For some reason, he saw the beggar pointing at the crowd and yelling at the crowd. He seemed to let out a bad breath, and the feeling of depression in his chest disappeared. He felt relieved. few.

Ah, it would be even more enjoyable if this kick was on that **** bastard.

Zhao Xinhong thought regretfully, turned around and entered the convenience store.Zhao Xinhong struggled for a long time in front of the bread shelf, and finally chose the type he wanted to eat. Just as he was carrying the bread and was about to go to the counter to buy cigarettes, Zhao Xinhong saw the young man in front of the counter.

A young man in blue and white casual clothes was holding a paper cup, standing at the counter with his back to Zhao Xinhong, choosing Oden, with a pair of silver-gray sports headphones hanging around his neck.If you only look at the back view, there is nothing particularly noteworthy except that the young man wears a little less in the winter.

It was the dog lying at his feet that made Zhao Xinhong a little interested: it was a large white dog, like a Samoyed, fluffy all over, like a giant cotton candy that fell on the ground.

By the way, why did the clerk ask him to bring the dog in?And the dog wasn't on a leash yet.

Zhao Xinhong was once bitten by an Alaska that was not on a leash, and the owner of that dog was also an arrogant and unreasonable thing. Seeing Zhao Xinhong being bitten, not only did he not step forward to take the dog away, but laughed heartily from the sidelines, as if he had encountered something Funny thing like that.Since then, Zhao Xinhong has not liked this kind of dog owner who runs around the world with a large dog without a leash.

Besides, public places like convenience stores have never allowed pet dogs to enter, but this young man ostentatiously brought the dog in under the nose of the clerk.

Are there any rules?

Zhao Xinhong stared at the big white dog next to the young man's feet, and walked towards the cashier with a face full of vigilance.Perhaps sensing someone approaching, the big white dog curled up on the ground suddenly pricked up its ears, but it didn't move any more.Zhao Xinhong stood beside the counter cautiously, not daring to get too close.

"Is there no lobster ball?" Zhao Xinhong heard the young man ask the clerk.

"Sorry, the lobster balls are sold out." The clerk replied, "Why don't you try our fish roe senbei."

"Ah... forget it if you don't have one." The young man shook his head regretfully, then picked up another string of fish tofu and stuffed it into the paper cup.

"Take Bao Tianzi." Zhao Xinhong threw the bread in his hand on the counter, and then turned his head and rolled his eyes at the young man. The young man was still engrossed in choosing Oden and didn't notice Zhao Xinhong at all.He didn't respond, but Zhao Xinhong's mind suddenly buzzed, and he immediately froze in place.

—A knife was pinned to the young man's waist.

——Not just the knife, Zhao Xinhong also saw the holster he hid under his coat.

Zhao Xinhong, who is possessed by the spirit, is very sure that this place will soon become the scene of a robbery: Is there any good citizen with a knife and a gun on his body?Besides, if you can get a gun in this country with extremely strict gun control, then the other party is definitely not a good person.

Zhao Xinhong, who didn't want to be involved in the robbery, swallowed his saliva, and under the watchful eyes of the clerk, he fumbled all over his pockets, pretending that he had lost his wallet—his wallet was indeed lost—and pushed the things away. , Said that he didn't buy it, and then ran out.

Before Zhao Xinhong stepped out of the convenience store door, he heard the young man behind him gently say to the clerk, "That's all."

Zhao Xinhong almost jumped and fled to the side of the road a few meters away, but he didn't hear the expected scream of the female shop assistant.Out of a subtle curiosity, Zhao Xinhong hid behind a street tree and looked back into the convenience store: the young man took out his wallet from his pocket, took out a 50 yuan note and handed it to the female clerk; After putting the change back into his pocket, the young man smiled and said thank you to the female shop assistant while holding the oden cup.

During the whole process, the young man behaved very normally, so normal that people couldn't believe that he was the kind of dangerous person with a knife and gun on his body.Zhao Xinhong was also dazed for a moment, and he even wondered if he was wrong for a moment, maybe he was just a young man who came to a convenience store to buy Kanto cooking on the way to walk his dog.

Of course, if the young man hadn't stood at the door of the convenience store, staring at Zhao Xinhong who was hiding behind the tree, smiling and showing his small white teeth.

The second he met the young man's eyes, Zhao Xinhong's scalp was about to explode. He was already convinced that the young man was not a good thing, and maybe he was here for him!He still has a knife and a gun on him!

It's all the fault of that stinky beggar who used him to "meld mold"!

Zhao Xinhong gritted his teeth, stared at the young man's every move, and then ran towards home without looking back while the other was walking towards him.

He was too frightened to notice the total darkness and the suddenly deserted streets.

Zhao Xinhong didn't know how long he had been running, he just kept running, kept running until he felt that he was about to die before slowly stopping.At this moment, Zhao Xinhong completely lost his usual elite image, with disheveled hair and disheveled clothes, half squatting on the side of the road panting like a dying fish.

While calming down his breathing, Zhao Xinhong still didn't forget to look back. The empty street behind him indicated that the young man in the convenience store hadn't followed him.

To be honest, the young man didn't do anything, but Zhao Xinhong still had a feeling of escape.He stood on the side of the road for a while, and then walked home slowly. However, Zhao Xinhong finally noticed something wrong as he walked - the sky was too dark, even though it was winter, it was still a day No matter how fast it gets dark, it won't become as dark as midnight in just ten minutes, right?Besides, this street is too deserted.

Wearing a woolen coat, Zhao Xinhong shivered while holding his arms. He didn't feel at all that he was walking on the streets of the core CBD area of ​​S City. Although the towering office buildings around him were still brightly lit, the pedestrians on the road were all There was no sign of it, and there were only occasional vehicles passing by on the road.On this long, secluded street, only Zhao Xinhong's shadow was drawn very long by the street lights.

This, this is too weird.

A strange feeling gradually came to Zhao Xinhong's mind. He was very sure that he had encountered some supernatural event or urban legend—otherwise, Zhao Xinhong couldn't explain why this nightless street in the city center that he was so familiar with suddenly became Like a small road in a suburban county, Liao is uninhabited.

But what really shocked Zhao Xinhong's heart was the sound of footsteps coming from behind him.

The footsteps were not too loud, and the interval was very stable. After all, it was just the sound of a person walking normally—Zhao Xinhong shouldn’t feel nervous about it, or even fear—but his keen sense of smell caught the sound of the air in the air. A faint taste of Oden.

It was the young man with the knife and the gun!

Zhao Xinhong can be [-]% sure that the other party is coming for him. When he thinks of the smile that the young man smiled at him standing outside the convenience store, Zhao Xinhong's breathing becomes uncontrollably rapid, and he dare not turn around to confirm the correctness. Was it the young man who was following him, so Zhao Xinhong could only speed up his pace secretly, walking faster and faster on this weird street.

At the end, Zhao Xinhong began to run on this endless street. He ran with all his strength, trying to get rid of the dangerous man behind him with a gun in his hand.However, the sound of the young man's unhurried footsteps lingered in Zhao Xinhong's ears, together with the smell of oden lingering in his nose, disturbing him almost to the point of fright.

He is not human.

It is impossible for a person's average pace to keep up with a desperately running escapee.

He is definitely not human!

Panting, Zhao Xinhong felt that he had reached his limit, but he didn't dare to stop at all. He was instinctively afraid of the young man behind him.

The dark and silent gloomy night, the long and empty strange streets, the fugitives on the verge of collapse, and the followers who are always a few steps away from the fugitives.

Putting these together, there is a weird sense of harmony.

Although the young man has only followed Zhao Xinhong closely so far and has not done anything that directly threatens his life and property, Zhao Xinhong is still afraid, for fear that once he stops, what awaits him is a cold blade or The muzzle of a black hole.

Fortunately, before Zhao Xinhong was exhausted physically, he saw a life-saving straw.

It was a bus that was about to leave, and it was parked at a bus station more than ten meters away from Zhao Xinhong. The lights were on in the compartment, and it seemed that there were many passengers inside, which undoubtedly gave Zhao Xinhong hope.The desire to survive unleashed Zhao Xinhong's astonishing potential. He crazily accelerated his running speed. In just a few seconds, he ran to the side of the car and successfully squeezed through the half-closed door Board this life-saving bus.

The bus left the platform slowly.

The embarrassed Zhao Xinhong held on to the handle of the car door and panted heavily, but his eyes were fixed on the outside of the car. He had already seen the follower through the door glass.

The young man who was following him all the time was indeed the young man who was buying Oden in a convenience store. He was looking at Zhao Xinhong who had fled to the bus with a little surprise, and Zhao Xinhong was finally able to observe boldly with confidence, and even despise this "no people" follower.Compared with Zhao Xinhong, who was exhausted and messy, this follower, who seemed to be in his early twenties, seemed much calmer, with short, crisp hair, thin blue and white casual clothes, and the pair of sports headphones still hanging around his neck. Everything was the same as when Zhao Xinhong saw him in the convenience store before, except the big white dog that had been with the young man was gone.

Where did the dog go?

Zhao Xinhong shook his head and drove this question out of his mind. This is not what he should care about. The bus has already driven away from the platform for tens of meters, and the young man has long since disappeared from Zhao Xinhong's sight. Now he has completely got rid of this strange The tailgator, the threat no longer exists.Zhao Xinhong, who had regained his composure, took out the only two coins from his pocket and threw them into the coin box. He just wanted to find a place to sit down, wait for the bus to get off in a crowded place, and then take a taxi home and have a good time. Get some sleep and forget about this spooky night forever.

However, as soon as he turned around, Zhao Xinhong's heart was suddenly tightened.

——The big white dog brought by the young man was squatting in the aisle of the carriage, staring at him with murderous blue eyes, with a threatening growl rolling in its throat.

It was at this time that Zhao Xinhong saw clearly that it was not a big dog at all, but a wolf.

A snow-white wolf.

The mentally broken Zhao Xinhong let out a scream. He yelled and threw the briefcase in his hand at the wolf, then ran to the driver's cab without hesitation, and shouted at the driver hoarsely: "Stop quickly!" !!! Parking!!!!!! There is a wolf in the car!!!!!!!!!”

The driver turned his head slightly and glanced at Zhao Xinhong, and his voice sounded vague and leaky: "This passenger, please find a seat to sit down."

"Stop the car!! There are wolves in the car!!! Stop!!!"

"Please find a place to sit down."

"Stop!!! Can't you hear me!!! There's a wolf in the car!! A white wolf!!! Look in the rearview mirror!!! There's a wolf in this car!!! You're trying to kill Kill us!!!!" Zhao Xinhong grabbed the driver's arm, and emotionally pointed at the rearview mirror in front of the car and yelled for the driver to look at it. During this process, Zhao Xinhong's eyes naturally fell on the Looking in the rearview mirror, he froze completely.

In the rearview mirror of the car, the aisle behind Zhao Xinhong was empty, and there was no white wolf; but the bus driver reflected in the rearview mirror had only half of his face.

To be precise, only half of the face is a human face, and the other half of the driver's face is a terrifying white skeleton.

——Zhao Xinhong fled on a ghost bus in a panic.

Jiang Botao, who still had half a tribute ball in his mouth, stood where he was, watching the bus drift away. Only after it completely disappeared from his sight did Jiang Botao slowly resume his chewing movements, and took out The mobile phone sent a message to Zhou Zekai: It's over.

Almost as soon as the message was sent, Zhou Zekai replied with a question mark in seconds.

Jiang Botao chewed and swallowed the tribute balls slowly, and quickly typed on the screen with his right hand: He got into that car.

Zhou Zekai still replied with a question mark in seconds, followed by another exclamation mark on the screen.Jiang Botao smiled, apparently Zhou Zekai understood what he was talking about, so he sent another message: Gouzi is in the car.

This time, Zhou Zekai didn't reply to him in seconds, and Jiang Botao didn't care. He ate the tribute balls in a leisurely manner, while typing with one hand, and complained to Zhou Zekai that Lawson's oden was getting worse and worse, but Zhou Zekai didn't reply him for a long time. .In fact, the phone in Zhou Zekai's pocket was vibrating all the time, but he couldn't spare his hand to check the message from Jiang Botao: he encountered a little trouble.

Zhou Zekai didn't know what he did wrong, he just came to the shanty town to inquire about the news in the name of case investigation - he even brought his ID to prove his identity - but before Zhou Zekai found out anything , Those few "people" have already surrounded them.

The reason for the quotation marks is that after taking Zhou Zekai into a dead end deep in the shanty town, they suddenly turned into monsters: man-eating monsters with a huge mouth and sharp teeth.Zhou Zekai looked coldly at these "enthusiasts" whose stature had grown several times, and calmly took out two guns from the holsters under his armpits.

……

A few minutes later, Zhou Zekai was sitting on the huge mountain of corpses made up of monsters, looking through the messages leisurely. There were already more than sixty unread messages from Jiang Botao, and the topic also extended from Lawson's bad oden to his home. The floor heating is not warm enough.Zhou Zekai ignored those irrelevant complaints, and directly typed: I think you should come next time for things like inquiring about news.

Jiang Botao's reply was quick and long: What?Was it being entangled by the big sister?Or a child who couldn't hold back and broke the leg?Xiao Zhou, didn't I say, you don't want to be so angry when I'm not by your side?Now is a harmonious society, and one must be calm.

Zhou Zekai didn't bother to explain, he directly turned on the camera function and took a photo of his feet - he was stepping on the only living "enthusiastic crowd" - and sent it to Jiang Botao.Jiang Botao understood what happened to Zhou Zekai in an instant, so he quickly replied: Give me a location, I will deal with the aftermath, Xiao Zhou, go save people first, and see you at the terminal.

After receiving Zhou Zekai's positioning information, Jiang Botao slowly ate the last konjac shreds, and only then felt that he had some strength to work.Then he opened the phone's address book and dialed a number: "Hey, Captain Ma, I have something to trouble you..."

Zhao Xinhong sat on the inner side of a double seat in the middle of the bus in a trance, while the white wolf sat obediently on the seat beside him.

In the previous 15 minutes, Zhao Xinhong, who was almost out of his wits, tried his best to get off the ghost bus. I did it, but it didn't work at all.It seemed that there was an invisible barrier that trapped Zhao Xinhong, who had gone astray, to death in this bus carrying the "monster".

—— Zhao Xinhong is not the only passenger in this car.

Whenever the ghost bus stops, there will be some strange-shaped passengers on the bus, walking corpses, alien species, monsters, and even some things that Zhao Xinhong can't describe. They are like human beings—even more orderly than human beings— He boarded the bus at the front door, dropped coins into the coin box, took a seat, and waited quietly for the bus to drive to the terminal.

The deadly silence in the carriage made Zhao Xinhong almost suffocate. He didn't dare to look at those terrifying passengers at all, so he could only curl up on the seat like a baby, trying his best to curl himself up into a ball.Zhao Xinhong's broken new mobile phone made him unable to contact anyone, and he could not record any of his last words. He could only sit and recall his life like a dying person, regret the mistakes he made, miss Those closest relatives and loved ones regret those wishes that could not be fulfilled, and mourn those people and things that have been missed.

The ghost bus stopped again, and a two-headed man with two heads wobbled onto the bus, and then it walked slowly to Zhao Xinhong's side, as if it wanted to sit down.Zhao Xinhong almost fainted from fright just by seeing the two glued green heads of the other party. Fortunately, the white wolf beside him suddenly straightened up and bared his teeth and growled at the two-headed man. It exploded, looking fierce and unusual.But the two-headed man really shook his head and went to the back of the bus.

Zhao Xinhong began to feel that the young man who followed him might not be a bad person, at least his dog... Bah!His wolf is protecting him.Indeed, this snow-white wolf changed the minds of several "somethings" who wanted to sit next to Zhao Xinhong after getting on the bus. Zhao Xinhong was grateful to it from the bottom of his heart. A whole body of brains.

The street view outside the window has hardly changed. The ghost bus has been driving steadily on this dark and deserted suburban road for nearly four to ten minutes, picking up more than 10 passengers, and there are very few empty seats left on the bus.Zhao Xinhong knows in his heart that if this bus continues to drive, there will always be "something" sitting next to Zhao Xinhong; similarly, he also understands that the white wolf's protection for himself is not permanent, and this ghost bus will eventually drive to the end of the road. The end point, and what will happen at that end point, is completely beyond Zhao Xinhong's imagination and control.

Amidst Zhao Xinhong's restless thoughts, "something" got into the car and sat next to Zhao Xinhong.

Although he was caught in random conjectures, Zhao Xinhong, who was highly nervous, jumped up immediately after realizing that "something" was sitting next to him, and pressed his body tightly against the window glass, hoping to avoid the "something" as much as possible. This "what" around you.

——The young man who had just gotten into the car gave Zhao Xinhong a cold look, obviously contemptuous of his overreaction.

After seeing clearly that the person sitting next to him was a normal person—at least from the outside—, Zhao Xinhong heaved a sigh of relief, and slowly slid back to his seat.And the white wolf that has been sitting on the seat and guarding Zhao Xinhong is now putting its front paws on the young man's lap, straightening up and rubbing the young man's cheek with the tip of its nose, and the fluffy white tail behind it is swinging happily It looks like a big dog that is crazily showing love to its owner.The young man stretched out his hand and scratched the White Wolf's chin in response, and a faint smile unconsciously formed on the corner of his mouth.

This ferocious white wolf is so close to the young man who just got into the car, which shows that he is familiar with the owner of the white wolf. That is to say, at least he knows the young man who followed Zhao Xinhong earlier.

Then this young man didn't come to harm Zhao Xinhong, he might even come to save him!

Thinking of this, Zhao Xinhong couldn't help looking at the young man's eyes more, but the more he looked, the more he felt that something was wrong, and finally Zhao Xinhong jumped up suddenly, leaning against the car window tremblingly, pointing at the young man and screaming in disbelief. He said: "You, you are the courier!"

Hearing this, the young man who was teasing the white wolf turned his head and gave Zhao Xinhong a positive face, and that face was the courier Zhao Xinhong met once when he passed by the front desk after get off work today!

Zhao Xinhong's heart went cold in an instant: it turns out that they have been following him for a long time!Maybe forcing him to escape on this ghost bus is also part of their long-term design!

"You, who are you! Who is the owner of this wolf! What are you guys trying to do!" Zhao Xinhong was about to go crazy.

The young man didn't look at Zhao Xinhong, he just lowered his eyebrows and kneaded the white wolf's ears, and at the same time said flatly: "Save your life."

"Save my life?! Am I going to die? Why am I dying? Is it something to do with the beggar who used me as a 'mold'? What's going on with this car? Who are you guys?! Why are you saving me? ——No, no, no, no matter why, you must save me, I can give you money! I will give you a lot of money!!" Zhao Xinhong eagerly grabbed the young man's arm and wanted to ask him to understand, but he couldn't help it. With the low growl of the white wolf's threat, it quickly spread away.

Faced with Zhao Xinhong's series of questions, the young man pursed his lips as if he was thinking about how to answer, but after a long silence of more than ten seconds, the young man gave up and took out his mobile phone from his pocket to check the messages, while coldly With a handsome face, he showed an attitude of rejecting people thousands of miles away.

Fear of the unknown and a strong sense of insecurity alternately eroded Zhao Xinhong's nearly collapsed nerves. Regardless of the threat of the white wolf, he grabbed the young man's shoulders and said almost beggingly: "Please, please tell me Order something, anything! Even if it’s just where the hell this shitty car will stop!”

The more Zhao Xinhong talked, the more excited he became, and at the end he was almost roaring.A humanoid arthropod sitting in front of them turned around, opened and closed its barbed mouthparts, and barked at Zhao Xinhong in dissatisfaction.Zhao Xinhong swallowed his saliva, and let go of the young man. At this moment, the young man said something softly, but Zhao Xinhong didn't hear clearly, so he immediately asked, "What did you just say?"

"..." The young man muttered for a while, and spit out two words that Zhao Xinhong absolutely didn't want to hear: "Hell."

"This car won't stop until hell."

Jiang Botao's phone calls always made Captain Ma Jianlin of the Criminal Investigation Brigade of the police department mixed.

The joy is that Zhou Zekai and Jiang Botao, the pair of whistle-blowers, probably helped the police solve some difficult case; the worry is that he has to rack his brains to make up stories in the final report, trying to make it look like a "human being" crime committed.Ma Jianlin, who has fully exercised his imagination and logical thinking ability, feels that he can change his career to write novels, which will definitely be among the top three on Amazon's book bestseller list.

It's a pity that the obscenity belongs to the obscenity, and Ma Jianlin, the people's policeman who has not yet become a writer Ma Jianlin, still has to crawl out of the warm bed on this cold and bleak winter day, and call his subordinates to go to the scene without complaint.

Ma Jianlin did not drive a police car. In fact, as long as it is a "scene" that the East Tower asks the police department to help deal with, the police department will basically not drive a police car to it: firstly, the police car is too high-profile and easy to attract the attention of the masses; secondly, some "criminal suspects" "You can't fit in a police car at all.And when this specially modified white Jinbei van drove near the shantytowns, Ma Jianlin had a vague premonition.

Sure enough, when Ma Jianlin wandered around the shantytowns and finally found Jiang Botao in a dead end, the latter was sitting on a pile of dilapidated wooden boxes playing with his mobile phone, and the first sentence he spoke made Ma Jianlin very upset. Wanting to kill him: "Captain Ma, we have solved the recent missing persons case in Lugang District for you."

Ma Jianlin left his subordinate a few steps away, and walked up to Jiang Botao alone: ​​"Where is the suspect?"

"Here." Jiang Botao pointed to the box behind him, and at the same time he tore a small hole in the mental barrier so that Ma Jianlin could see the real thing under the "box": "There are five different species in total, insects, small Zhou only killed four of them, leaving you a living one for interrogation."

"Hehe." Ma Jianlin sneered, "Then I really thank you all."

"No thanks, no thanks." Jiang Botao waved his hand with a smile, and then he was suddenly grabbed by the collar by Ma Jianlin and dragged towards him.

"Where did you get the news!" Ma Jianlin gritted his teeth and said, "The police department's internal information network has terminated your authorization for more than a month!"

Jiang Botao laughed and laughed: "Captain Ma, don't get excited. Dongta has been in S City for so many years, so he naturally has his own intelligence network."

Ma Jianlin glared at him viciously, then let go of his hand, signaling his subordinates to come forward to receive the "suspect".At the same time, Jiang Botao completely removed the mental barrier, and the piled up corpses of giant worms were exposed to everyone.Ma Jianlin's subordinates are all seasoned veterans. Several strong and strong men shook off the body bags and began to prepare to carry the corpse.