Phoenix Feather

Xuanxuan's gaze swept to the roof of the car, and then to the feet, "The top and bottom of the train are enough to hide people."

Yue Yu nodded: "There are only these two places where people can hide, let's go up to the roof of the car to have a look."

Xuan Xuan and the others were about to climb onto the roof of the train when suddenly it went dark and all the lights on the train went out.

Suddenly, a few high-frequency screams came from nowhere in the darkness, followed by screams.

The darkness was only maintained for a short period of time, and the lights suddenly turned on again.

Looking at each other, Xuan Xuan and the others didn't know what happened, Yue Yu said: "The voice came from the other side of the carriage."

As soon as the words fell, a blood-stained person suddenly staggered over from the other end of the first carriage, shouting as he ran, "Killer! Killer!"

That person didn't seem to see Xuanxuan and the others, he rushed past them, rushed into the cab and closed and locked the door with a "bang".

Xuanxuan and the three looked at each other for a while, and ran to the first carriage at the same time.

……

More than a dozen people lay face down in a pool of blood, blood oozing from their backs, staining the dark green floor red.

The pungent blood made Xuan Xuan cover his nose uncomfortably.

Seeing the three people who appeared suddenly, the stunned passengers around stared at them with terrified eyes, as if seeing some terrible ghost.

Yue Yu bent down and checked, "Dead, he was killed by someone stabbing him into the heart from the back."

Someone among the passengers suddenly yelled loudly: "Who are you? Are you in the same group as those people?"

Zhao Rui looked at the person speaking accurately, "Which people?"

The man jumped up, seemingly wanting to rush forward, but he was probably afraid of Zhao Rui, so he took a step forward and stopped, shouting angrily: "Murderer! Kill their murderer!"

When he yelled like this, many people began to curse angrily, as if they wanted to rush up to surround Xuanxuan and the others.

"Bang!" A sudden gunshot shocked everyone.

Yue Yu didn't know when a silver pistol was added to his hand, and the faint smile faded from that perfect face, replaced by frosty indifference.

Xuan Xuan had an idea, and immediately said: "We are the police."

Someone immediately shouted: "Who would believe it! Say—"

Yue Yu lightly pulled the trigger and fired a shot at the man.

The man closed his eyes tightly in fright and screamed loudly.

After the gunshot, he only felt his left ear go cold, and when he touched it, his hands were covered with blood, and his face turned ashen.

Yue Yu flashed another pistol to Xuan Xuan, said coldly: "If we are with the murderer, I'll just kill you all!"

The passengers around became quiet all of a sudden, and began to believe that Xuanxuan and the others were the police. After all, the control of guns in China is extremely strict, ordinary people who are not policemen are not allowed to own guns, and Yueyu's precise marksmanship also frightened them.

Xuanxuan caught the pistol with a complicated expression, and at the same time secretly heaved a sigh of relief. At this time, saying that he is a policeman is the best way to gain the trust of these out-of-control people.

"Tell me, what happened?" Yue Yu pointed a gun at the passenger who was still touching her ear and ordered.

It took the man stammering for the better part of a day to explain the matter roughly.

The passengers didn't know what happened. Some of them were sleeping in their seats, some were reading books, and the lights in the compartment suddenly went out without warning. When they were in a panic, a group of people with sharp knives rushed out of nowhere. The killer with a black scarf on his face, as soon as those people rushed in, they raised their knives and slashed regardless of who they were. After killing a dozen people, they disappeared as inexplicably as they came.The passengers would have thought they were dreaming—a nightmare—if not for the dozen or so people dying there covered in blood.

Hearing the trembling man finish the story, Xuanxuan frowned, "What are the characteristics of those masked people?"

Passengers looked at each other and looked at each other without making a sound. The incident happened suddenly and they were in darkness at the time. They could only care about running for their lives and had no time to care about other things.

"I think we should go to the train conductor to stop the train first, maybe the murderer is still on the train, who knows if they will suddenly jump out and kill?" someone suggested.

Several people immediately joined in.

Xuan Xuan smiled wryly in his heart, conductor?The train conductor might be behind the scenes. As for stopping the train, it might be more difficult than finding the conductor.

At this time, the passenger who had locked himself into the cab just now rushed back screaming, out of breath, and said, "The conductor is gone! There is no one in the cab!"

This news was like a thunderclap on the ground, causing the passengers who had calmed down a little to become confused again.

At this time, whoever noticed the vision outside the window, there was another scream of panic, and the chaos in the whole carriage was like a flash flood that was beyond control.