I conquer the hidden boss by brushing my face [Infinite Stream]

0: 30.

A second dead man appears.

This time it was different from the simple beheading of the driver. The tour guide seemed to have been stuffed with a bomb, and his whole body was blown into pieces the size of a thumb. Together with the cotton just now, it crackled and fell down the entire carriage, sticking to everyone's body. The pungent taste choked their throats.

The thunder continued, and two people died one after another in the closed carriage in the dark and rainy night.

No matter how determined an atheist is, his faith will collapse under such circumstances, wondering if he is haunted by ghosts.

The women were already huddled together in fright, clinging to the wall of the carriage behind them, as if they could gain a sense of security from it.

Among them, because of their age, the old couple held their chests and panted continuously, as if they were about to have a heart attack.

The emaciated man and his father who were closest to the corpse were the worst. Their bodies were covered in flesh and blood, and their faces were so bright red that it was almost impossible to recognize their facial features.

They gave up their plans to stop the car, walked back to the rear of the car trembling around the mass of human-shaped blood on the ground, approached the others and asked tremblingly, "What, what should I do?"

"Will I be the next one to die?"

No one answered.

Because no one knows.

Jiang Fuyue was squeezed into the corner, and the camera couldn't capture his expression, so he could calmly observe the two corpses with his light brown eyes.

Qi helped him scan the entire carriage, and found no extra creatures or ghosts. The two deceased seemed to have cut off their heads and exploded their bodies by themselves, and no one else had harmed them.

But how is this possible?

Unless, the perpetrator is hiding among the survivors.

Another classic insider link.

The bus was blocked by a barrier, indicating that the murderer did not want them to leave. In other words, the murderer could only commit crimes in the bus.

This shows that whether the murderer is a human, a monster or a ghost, there are certain restrictions that prevent him from leaving the bus.

What is it that restricts him?Is it a physical object?Or something more nihilistic?

And what was the motive for the murder?

Listening to the endless thunder outside the window, Jiang Fuyue faintly felt that there is a law for the murderer to kill, but this law is very easy to be ignored.

Jiang Fuyue lowered her eyelashes to cover the streamer in her eyes, and recalled all the scenes from getting on the car in her mind, searching for clues.

Arriving at the park after five o'clock, he observed the passengers who were also waiting, and found nothing abnormal; when he set off at six o'clock in the afternoon, there was no change in the vehicle from picking up passengers to starting. At that time, the driver Lao Wang even talked and laughed with the tour guide...

When did the first Pharaoh die?

This is the key.

He thought for a moment, and felt that no man, no matter how autistic he was, would let a woman stand out at such a critical moment, so he took the initiative to squeeze between Shen Duxian and Jiaojiao, protecting Jiaojiao with one hand, and turned his head to face the shivering Little Qiao and her mother asked, "How do you know someone is dead?"

Jiang Fuyue's skin had always been fair, but at this moment in the gloomy, dark carriage, she looked not much warmer than a corpse, and she had a cold and strange smell, which attracted the attention of others.

Xiao Qiao is an actor, and her stage name is Qiao.

After hearing Jiang Fuyue's words, a trace of thought flashed in her eyes, and then she continued to maintain her superficial horror and said in a low voice: "I smelled blood at first, and thought it was me, I came here...but then I found out that the smell It came from somewhere else."

As if recalling the scene of the headless corpse standing upright under the lightning, she swallowed, and grabbed her mother's arm nervously: "Of course, then the lightning struck, and I saw the corpse..."

Lightning... By the way, lightning!

He looked back out the window, the night was as dark as ink, and the rain was pouring down.He couldn't see the scenery outside the window through the window covered by turbid rain, but he could be sure that there were only 4 thunderbolts during the period of continuous thunder!

This is absolutely not normal!

If Xiao Qiao smelled blood before the second thunderbolt fell, does that mean that the driver was probably dead when everyone was awakened by the first thunderbolt?

The moment he grasped the clue, the fifth thunderbolt struck vertically!

0: 35.

The thunder and lightning fell beside the speeding bus, instantly scorching the dilapidated road here, and blasting a dazzling electric spark!

In this electric spark, everyone saw two ferocious faces grinning at them from the intertwined electric arc——

That's exactly the face of the driver and guide!

This is definitely a murderous ghost!

The tourists were so frightened that they couldn't even scream, their hearts were overloaded by repeated frights, and each of them felt suffocated. The body is sweaty.

Although the bus is not airtight, but at the moment when the air-conditioning windows are all blocked by barriers, the oxygen consumption rate is much faster than the input rate!

If this continues, before the murderer takes the initiative to attack, they will die here!

Knowing that she couldn't drag on any longer, Jiang Fuyue took out her phone to check the time, and then broke out with the courage to turn against the person setting into a dangerous situation, and walked across the crowd with long legs to the two corpses.

Shen Duxian also followed, and leaned beside him to "introduce himself": "Thank you just now, my name is Shen Xian, what's your name?"

Only with self-introduction can the next interaction look normal. Jiang Fuyue nodded and said simply: "Jiang Ren."

Not to be outdone, Jiaojiao squeezed between the two and raised her head, "My name is You Rong, Jiang Ren's girlfriend."

Shen Duxian glanced at her, then squatted down to study the humanoid blood on the ground.

As the center of the corpse explosion, there is only a clear human figure here, without extra flesh and blood.But yes, the tour guide is only 1.6 meters tall, with a normal body, and there will not be much left after blowing up the entire carriage.

Jiang Fuyue knelt down and rubbed a little sticky blood on her fingertips, asking Qi if she felt the soul of the tour guide.

Qi Fei quickly replied: "No. Her soul disappeared the moment she exploded."

"Does the soul of a person who dies normally disappear directly?"

"No, it usually stays at the place of death for 8-10 hours and then disappears slowly," Qi Qi said while doing business, "so I'm sure that something has swallowed her and the driver's soul."

Knowing this, Jiang Fuyue saw that the tour guide could not find any clues, so she got up and walked to the door to search for the driver's body.

The blood-stained bed sheet was lifted, and the headless corpse twisted in the steps holding his head. Jiang Fuyue pretended to be about to vomit, and reached out to search the driver.

His clothes were soaked in blood, sticky and cold, sticking to the stiff corpse made him feel like he was touching rotten wood.

The driver did not bring many things, only a mobile phone and a wallet in his pocket.

The wallet was not much wet in the pants pocket. Jiang Fuyue opened it and saw that there were only a few bank cards, some cash, a family photo and a small amulet inside.

Ironically, the plastic-wrapped amulet was not stained with blood, and the owner probably didn't even know he was dead.

The amulet is a special thing. Jiang Fuyue put it away and raised it up to ask everyone at the back of the car: "Which one of you has this kind of thing?"

He wanted to find a commonality in the dead.

However, it is a pity that amulets are not common, and no one else here has such a thing.

So this direction is not going to work, he can only continue to look for other clues.

"Boom--!"

The sixth bolt of lightning strikes, illuminating the road ahead of the bus.

Jiang Fuyue saw that the road ahead was still straight, endless and seemingly endless, and the shadows of trees on both sides were like ghosts in the distance, twisting their bodies to welcome them into hell.

Jiang Fuyue looked down at the time. It was 0:40, exactly 5 minutes since the last lightning appeared.

Does this lightning appear regularly?

Shen Duxian also discovered this, turned on the phone and looked at the time on the screen and said calmly: "The rain started at zero o'clock, and the first lightning flashed at ten o'clock, and it was twenty o'clock when it was confirmed that the deceased was the driver, which is the third time." Lightning."

According to the other party's records, Jiang Fuyue quickly figured out the law of lightning.

0:[-], raining.

At 0:10, the first bolt of lightning appeared, waking everyone up.Then Xiao Qiao smelled blood, and the driver had died at that time.

Then there is a second flash of lightning, and Joe Jr. and her mother startle the others by discovering the headless body.

0:20, the third lightning, the tour guide found the head on the steering wheel.

Afterwards, the car fell into chaos, the father kicked the corpse, the thin man tried to drive, and the non-mainstream smashed the window to find the barrier.

After about 10 minutes of these things, the fourth lightning appeared and the tour guide exploded.

At 0:35, the fifth bolt of lightning struck, and everyone saw the grimaces of the two dead beside the car.

At 0:40, just now, the sixth bolt of lightning appeared.

Judging from the only occurrence of lightning, lightning occurs once every 5 minutes, and one person dies after two strikes, and a strike of lightning strikes 1 minutes after the death.

That is to say, after 10 minutes, No.3 dead will appear.

Turning to look at the shivering crowd at the back of the car, Jiang Fuyue thought that there were still 7 actors in the car, so she told the discovery, and emphasized: "I can't guarantee that this rule is correct."

The skinny man said sullenly, "Then who will be next?"

His words hit everyone's hearts like a heavy hammer, causing fear to escalate again.

The cold wind was howling outside the window, and the heavy rain was blowing and hitting the outer wall of the bus crazily, making the car like a small boat ups and downs in turbulent waves, shaking and not knowing when it would suddenly capsize.

Everyone knows that someone will die in 10 minutes, but they don't know who it will be. This kind of timing and unknown death notice is more panic than purely random killing.

Jiaojiao stood up, looked around and then folded her arms and said crisply: "No matter who killed them, as long as there is a pattern, it means that the other party did not kill them randomly. There must be a certain order. As long as we can find this order, we can Predict who the next deceased will be, and then protect and avoid yourself.”

The non-mainstream was extremely pessimistic, yet still had the strength to shout at the top of his voice, "How can we protect ourselves! We don't even know how the murderer killed the man!"

Jiaojiao shrugged and said, "It's up to you to think for yourself, I'm not your bodyguard."

"Then what you said was all nonsense?"

The non-mainstream was still roaring, but the actors all listened to it.

They quietly raised their heads to see that the camera was still shooting. They couldn't take out their respective props, so they could only keep looking for clues in the car without breaking the character.

The rear of the car was soon vacated, only the old couple, a family of three and non-mainstream people were sitting.Except for Xiao Qiao, the other five people are all natives of the world. Faced with such a terrifying scene, they must have a blank mind and no way to start.

Xiao Qiao wanted to search with the actors, but was suppressed by the indigenous parents, and couldn't leave for half a step. She could only continue to act like an ordinary little girl and shrink by her parents.

It's just a pity that no one found clues in the car after 5 minutes.

0: 50.

"Snapped--!"

The seventh bolt of lightning strikes down like a talisman, and the timid people are so frightened that they cover their faces and cry bitterly, and the atmosphere of desolation and despair lingers in the carriage.

The dense pale electric arcs covered the entire road like a net woven by God, and the tourist bus carrying 15 people and 2 dead bodies was the prey that had nowhere to escape under the net.

Who will be the dead this time?

Everyone kept a distance from each other, for fear that the unlucky third person would be blown to pieces like the tour guide.

only.

one second.

two seconds.

three seconds.

……

1 minute passed and no one died.

Is the speculation about the regularity of lightning occurrence wrong?

Jiang Fuyue frowned and wrote down this time point. When she was about to find the pattern again, she suddenly heard a loud noise from the rear of the car!

"boom!"

The non-mainstream punched the inner wall of the carriage with all his might, causing people to look at his purple face, which was as swollen as a pig's liver.He pointed to his neck, opened his mouth wide and tried to utter words for help, but his throat seemed to be blocked by an invisible plug, and no sound could leak out!

And on his neck, a pair of black and purple handprints slowly emerged!

A third person is being killed before their eyes!

No one dared to lean over without authorization, and watched his eyeballs protrude and his complexion became more and more purple.

Jiang Fuyue quickly asked Qi: "Did you find anything?"

"It's strange, I didn't feel anything." Qi's voice sounded very distressed, "There are no people, no monsters, and no ghosts... How did this happen?"

Since it is not a real thing, it is likely to be some kind of unknown power.

Everyone in the carriage was silent, quietly watching the non-mainstream go to death.

At this moment, Shen Duxian suddenly walked forward, biting his finger under the non-mainstream's strong help-seeking eyes, and drew a symbol on the other's chest with blood.He was extremely fast, and within a few seconds he drew a spell, and chanted the spell with both hands.

But after he finished chanting the spell, nothing happened. The non-mainstream turned his eyes white, foamed at the mouth, and soon kicked his feet and died of suffocation.

Everyone thought that the incident would end here, but they never thought that at the moment of non-mainstream death, Shen Duxian suddenly slapped the spell on the chest of the corpse, dragging out a translucent soul from it.

"what!"

Everyone exclaimed, they didn't expect this golden retriever, who seemed to be fooling around, to have such a hand, and immediately stared at the soul that appeared from the spell like a torch.

Shen Duxian frowned and asked, "What just happened?"

"No, I don't know!" The non-mainstream soul turned his head and couldn't help crying after seeing his horrific corpse: "I'm dead? How could I die! I don't want it! I don't!"

Before the last word "want" was uttered, the non-mainstream voice stopped abruptly.

In the eyes of more than a dozen pairs of terrified eyes, a palm-sized black hole appeared above his head, and the soul that had just died was instantly sucked into it and disappeared together!

Shen Duxian withdrew his hand and looked at the empty corpse with cold eyes.

Seeing this, Jiang Fuyue leaned forward and asked in a low voice, "Did you find anything?"

"No." Shen Duxian shook his head, retreated the grim-looking corpse to a corner, and recalled every bit of what happened just now: "To tell you the truth, I am actually a Taoist priest. The Taoist talisman just now is called the Soul Locking Talisman, even if it rots, the soul Will not leave. But just now... the soul was taken away."

Xiao Qiao answered quickly: "I saw it, it's that black hole!"

"Could it be that a ghost is taking his life?" The skinny man asked with a pale face, "He wants us to be buried with him?"

Shen Duxian shook his head and denied this conjecture: "Although I don't know who the murderer is, it certainly can't be a ghost, because I haven't felt any breath of ghosts from the beginning to the end."

It turned out that not only Qi, but also Shen Duxian had noticed this.

But what is it if it is not a ghost?

Everyone saw it just now, and there was no one around the non-mainstream, but they were suffocated to death by an invisible existence choking their throats.

This is definitely not a human being!

Besides people and ghosts, what else regularly kills people?

During the conversation, the eighth bolt of lightning fell, urging everyone to quickly decipher the law of killing people with mysterious forces.

When Shen Duxian turned around to ask Jiang Fuyue what he thought, he saw someone standing at the front of the car typing quickly on his mobile phone, frowning from time to time to show a thoughtful expression.

"What did you find?" Jiaojiao moved to the side to step on her foot and looked at his phone.

It just so happened that after Jiang Fuyue finished typing the last line, she showed her the phone screen, and said thoughtfully, "I think, I may have found the law of the dead."

After the words fell, everyone cast surprised eyes at him and asked him what the rules were.

Shen Duxian walked over to check the phone screen in three steps and two steps, and found a series of pronouns written on it——

Driver/tour guide (not sure, most likely the driver will go first)

non-mainstream

Old man

Old wife

Xiao Qiao

乔母

Father Joe

……

You Rong

Jiang Ren

Shen Duxian asked: "What is this?"

"The order of getting on the bus." Jiang Fuyue looked at the old couple who were so weak that they were about to faint at the back of the car, and softly announced their death date: "The next one should be that uncle."

"Hey! Young man! Don't talk nonsense!" The old aunt was in a hurry, and quickly covered her wife's ears and yelled at Jiang Fuyue: "You are young, don't curse us!"

The old man was also very angry, and slapped his thigh angrily to accuse him of being unhealthy, because they were so enthusiastic about him when they got in the car.

They turned the volume up to the maximum, and looked at Jiang Fuyue viciously, as if he was the murderer, and they could dispel the evil murderous force by yelling loudly.

Cursing and cursing, the old man was still so angry that he couldn't breathe. He fell into the arms of the old aunt and kept taking deep breaths. His hands and feet trembled as if he had a stroke.

The ninth bolt of lightning strikes, and the thunder light illuminates more than a dozen terrified faces in half-darkness, like the living dead walking on the boundary between yin and yang, not knowing whether they will live or die in the next moment.

Jiang Fuyue didn't refute or comfort her, she walked to the back of the car with a cold face and showed the phone screen to others: "This is just my guess, believe it or not." After all, regardless of whether they saw it clearly, she decisively turned off the phone .

He has nothing to do with this group of people, so he can be saved if he can, and he won't spend too much effort if he can't be saved.

Now he just wants to see if his guess is right or wrong.

If he is right, what should he do next...

The family of three hugged each other tightly after seeing the list, not even caring about the sticky flesh and blood on their father's body, trying to gain strength from each other.

The atmosphere in the car was strange and quiet. No one was in the mood to talk in this situation. Even the old couple who had been aggressive just now were leaning against each other with pale faces, anxiously waiting for the next thunderbolt of judgment.

Finally, 1:10 came, and the tenth deadly lightning fell on time, and hit the front windshield of the car, blowing all the debris into the car with a "crash"!

The sharp fragments shot towards the faces of the crowd, and if they were pierced, they might be regarded as a sieve.

Jiang Fuyue quickly grabbed the two people beside her and rolled on the ground, got into the step of the car next to the headless corpse to avoid the glass, and even subconsciously protected the lady in her arms to prevent her from getting hurt.

In this regard, Shen Duxian, who mistakenly thought that the two were actually in love and hit his forehead on the car door and sat on the corpse, had a complicated expression.

It's too big to stay...

Jiaojiao stuck out her tongue at him and made a face.

The three of them are fine, but the people behind will be miserable.

The actors are okay, each has strong physical fitness and reaction speed, and uses quilts and backpacks to cover their bodies to prevent injuries. Even Xiao Qiao raised his hand and pressed the cheap parents beside him, and lifted the quilt to block the dense crowd. debris.

But the older couple were not so lucky.

They are the natives of the world, ordinary people without extra strength, and they are too old to react slowly, so they can only stare at the presbyopic eyes and watch the debris hit!

"Push!"

Accompanied by the sound of blood and flesh being torn apart, the old man's screams followed!

Just now he felt unwell and fell into his wife's arms, covering his wife with his body and also bearing most of the fragments.

It would be fine if it was a small fragment, but this fragment was as big as a palm, breaking open the shriveled flesh and stably inserting it into his heart!

He only heard a scream from him, and died on the spot.

The old aunt was stunned for a moment before she came to her senses, holding her wife's body and crying, unable to speak well, venting the pain and despair in her heart in a mess.

Obviously the other fragments were only the size of a thumb, but the one piercing the old man suddenly became larger.

The death, which seemed accidental, was actually a murder.

This murder proved that Jiang Fuyue's speculation was correct.

The next one is Xiao Qiao.

Xiao Qiao turned pale, but also found an excuse to leave from cheap parents, walked up to Jiang Fuyue and asked him: "Brother, do you have any guesses? I, I don't want to die."

Jiang Fuyue shook her head and did not answer, but her eyes drifted to the car door where the headless corpse was curled up.

Order of killing = order of boarding.

Related to the boarding sequence, there is only the only entrance and exit for this bus.

Shen Duxian noticed his gaze, and immediately threw the headless body and its head aside, looking for clues on the steps.

This place has been covered by corpses until now and has never been searched.

Jiaojiao also leaned over to help. She was careful and soon noticed that a screw was missing on the second floor pedal.

If it was normal, this kind of detail would definitely be ignored; until now, human life is at stake, even if it is just an extra strand of hair, it may be the key to breaking the game!

So she turned to the survivor and asked, "Who has a screwdriver?"

Everyone looked at each other in blank dismay, shaking their heads to say no.

"Get out of the way." Shen Duxian pushed her aside, squatted down on the bottom step and took out a Swiss Army knife and said, "I have it."

After simply wiping the blood stains on the pedals that blocked the view, he unscrewed the remaining screws, lifted the pedals with a little force, and exposed the items inside to the sight of several people.

Jiang Fuyue stared, and said in a cold voice: "Sure enough."

No.11 lightning strikes down, illuminating the carriage.

Dark urns hide under the treads.

the author has something to say

Months = a sense of security.

Ps: There is a small, very small foreshadowing buried in this chapter, can anyone see it =w=

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