Meiman: Get a Ghost Rider at the beginning

Roger and George drove alternately and kept parking. At night, they stopped at a gas station to refuel and eat.

"I have good news for you. Our destination is only about two hours away from here. If everything goes well, we won't have to sleep in the car at night."

"This is good news. Let's hurry up and have a good sleep at night."

After driving for more than ten hours, even though I took turns sleeping in the car, I still didn't feel as comfortable as being down to earth.

"There's someone in front of me," Roger said suddenly.

"Where? Why didn't I see it?" George opened his eyes wide. There was no one on the dark road.

Roger, who was sitting in the passenger seat, silently put his hands on the steering wheel, "Here we come, remember not to brake."

I don't know when Roger's pupils began to change. They were no longer black pupils. In the dark eye sockets, the eyeballs had disappeared and were replaced by two yellow flames.

When George was looking curiously at the empty space in front of him, a student carrying a bag suddenly appeared in the middle of the road.

Because it appeared suddenly and was very close to the front of the car, everyone who drives knows that sometimes sudden accidents are caused by instinctive reactions faster than brain thinking.

"Fake—" George opened his eyes wide, subconsciously stepped on the brakes, and then turned the steering wheel.

But the steering wheel was firmly grasped by one hand and could not move at all. Finally, the car stopped on the side of the road with a long black brake mark.

"Huh...huh...what happened just now?" The frightened George broke into a cold sweat and looked around. There was a slope three or four meters to the left, and a mountain rock to the right. If Roger hadn't died just now, Hold on to the steering wheel for dear life, now they've been in a car accident.

A car accident with a speed of more than [-] per hour can lead to death or injury.

George unbuckled his seat belt, got out of the car and looked behind him. There was no boy, no blood, only two blackened brake marks.

After looking around for a while, I found nothing, so I had to get in the car with confusion.

"Here." Roger had already lit a cigarette and handed one to George.

After George took it tremblingly, he took a deep breath and slowly calmed down.

Although he and Roger had seen those gadgets a few times together, he was still a little afraid of these gadgets every time he encountered the poisonous scientific concepts. This concept could not be reversed.

"That boy just now, is that that thing?"

"Hmm, that's the right answer, but there's no reward." Roger crossed his legs and hummed.

"He ran away? Why didn't you catch him? This is not like your style." George asked curiously.

"Hey - salvation is not my specialty, that is the priest's. What I am good at is sending them to see God." Roger said helplessly.

The evil value in this boy is not strong at all. He may be a resentful spirit who died accidentally. Since this place is remote and there are no cars passing by at night, he can't find anyone if he wants to harm anyone.

You can't just cut off an innocent soul when you encounter it. These wild things are all over the streets in big cities. Killing them not only doesn't gain any energy, but also takes a lot of effort.

Can leeks be fried and eaten? Can weeds be eaten? These wandering souls are like weeds on the roadside. There are not too many in major cities.

If it is said that it has killed countless people and has serious crimes, then we will be excited——

After a conversation to no avail, George started the car and drove again, but this time he did not dare to drive too fast.

The car drove for a while, and George finally couldn't help it anymore, "I just saw that your eyes looked a bit like--like they were on fire?"

"Hmm, want to see it again? I advise you not to see it, it will scare you to death. Those are not human eyes, and most of the people who see it are dead."

Roger is telling the truth. The Eye of Judgment is either looking at it at will, or you don't activate its ability. Just looking at it a few times will make that person have nightmares for several days, dreaming of all the sins he has committed. thing.

If it is stimulated, it will be amazing. A pair of glances can directly ignite that person's soul and cause 100% death.

"But...but...we can't leave him alone." George, whose sense of justice was still at its peak, could not ignore that such an innocent soul could not rest in peace.

"Then when you get back, you can investigate who died on this road and what his name was. As long as you know his name, it will be easy to solve." Roger said nonchalantly.

To save a wandering soul or an innocent soul, you must know its true name. Once you know its true name, even a pseudo-magician like yourself who doesn't have half a bucket of water can save them.

"That's it, I get it." George glanced at the road behind him again and made a note that he would call tomorrow to check who had died on this road.

"Here we are--"

A small town full of classical style and greenery appears in front of you. If you go on vacation or retire in this kind of place, it will definitely be very comfortable, with fresh air and beautiful mountains and waters.

Although some people had turned off the lights and had a rest, the central street was still brightly lit, and some people were cheering and partying there.

Roger and George drove the car to the door, turned off the engine and got out. They looked around and saw that it was a bar.

Bars have been the favorites of all religions since ancient times, so this is the place to go if you want to get information.

After entering the bar, colorful lights were shining in the middle of the stage, and some men and women were twisting their bodies crazily in the middle of the dance floor.

Roger and Roger walked to the bar, each ordered a glass of wine and then began to inquire for information.

Roger twitched his fingers at the bartender and took out a green tip worth one hundred.

"I want to ask about someone. She has been here for several days. Her name is Sally. Have you ever heard of this woman?"

The bartender held out two fingers, and Roger reluctantly took out another one.

The boy at the bar's eyes lit up, and he pocketed the tip as fast as lightning.

"No, that's——" The bar boy showed a row of white teeth and gestured toward the center of the stage.

Roger: "......."

"That's the most beautiful woman on stage."

Looking at the tip in the other party's pocket, Roger felt that the money seemed a bit worthless.

At this time, George also came over, "Luo, guess what I just discovered, that Sally, she is in the middle of the stage."

"Let's go and have a look."

The two walked to the middle of the dance floor. George took out his police ID and motioned to the men dancing with her to go away.

"Hello, Ms. Sally, can you chat?" George said.

The young and beautiful woman was wearing heavy makeup and stretching her graceful figure. She closed her eyes and was immersed in the joy of music. After hearing George's voice, her face changed when she opened her eyes.

"Fake, it's the police again. How many times have I told you that if I don't go back, you can handle it how you want. If you bother me again, be careful and I will call a lawyer to sue you."

After saying that, he stopped dancing and walked towards the bar. He lost interest in dancing after being disturbed by George and the others.

"Hey - beautiful lady, can we talk?" Roger sat in front of Sally.

Sally's eyes lit up. She didn't see the lighting problem in the middle of the stage clearly, but she didn't expect it to be a super handsome mixed-race guy.

After swallowing, she flipped her hair charmingly and gave Roger a wink.

"You can talk about whatever you want. How about we go to my house to talk? My bed is big...and comfortable..."

He didn't forget to stretch out his slender fingers and draw circles one after another in Roger's palm.