After pompom enters Hades

After listening to the words of the subway staff, several reporters pointed their cameras at the dark tunnel entrance, and the excitement on their faces could not be concealed.

One of the reporters even started a live broadcast with great excitement in front of the cameras of the cameraman:

"The commander-in-chief attributed the defects of the quality of the subway and the serious mistakes of the rescue team to supernatural factors. Not only did the lost rescue team shout ghosts hitting the wall on the walkie-talkie, but even the subway staff, under great pressure, shouted that the dead were floating in the air. amazing words."

"Is this the spirit of the Jintan subway to maintain the daily operation of the subway? Do you dare to ride such a subway?"

The commander-in-chief's face turned green, and he wished he could put on his uniform, replace the electrician, replace that talkative staff member, replace the road-crazy search and rescuer in the tunnel, and go into battle in person! ! !

At this moment, at the entrance of the tunnel that everyone was looking at, something finally appeared, amidst the sound of the shutter...

A body wrapped in bloody gauze and in a strange posture floated out slowly.

The posture of this apparently dead person is like Sadako crawling out of the TV, with arms and head hanging limply forward, dark red blood dripping slowly along the fingertips and hair .

"Ah ah ah ah ah!"

"Ghost!!!!"

"The ghost of the passenger came out..."

For a while, among the hundred and ten people in the subway station, there were many timid people... In fact, it is useless to be brave in this situation. have.

The medical staff, who had been waiting in full force, carried a stretcher and looked at the floating corpse, hesitating whether they should step forward and make a final rescue.

And the reporter who was broadcasting live was the closest for the impact of the picture.He turned his back to the tunnel entrance and spoke impassionedly, but suddenly saw the cameraman's hand shaking, the camera almost hit the ground, and his face turned pale and he couldn't help backing away.

As soon as the reporter turned around, he saw the blood-soaked, lifeless "man" leaning forward. He was so frightened that he sat down on the ground, then picked up the camera tremblingly, and continued to record...

The unlucky young ghost who was carrying his corpse ran faster than the empty-handed passengers because he was afraid that his body would not be kept fresh. After walking a few meters along the railroad track, the crumbling passengers supported each other and escaped at a trot. .

The commander-in-chief's face now looks like a flashback, his blood vessels are throbbing, and his face is flushed... He uses great self-control to manage to stabilize his mind at this time, and finds the target that can be commanded.

Amidst the screaming and chaos, the commander-in-chief looked at the uniformed security guard and asked loudly, "How many people are trapped in the carriage, is anyone injured, and have they all come out?"

The security guard was at the end of the line, helping the woman who was holding the child to escape, when he heard the leader's question, he quickly replied:

"A total of 16 people were trapped in the 8th car, 7 of them were not injured or slightly injured, and one died of serious injuries... He also floated out by himself, so no one is trapped now!"

The security guard thought for a while, and then changed his words: "But both rescue teams encountered ghosts hitting the wall, and they turned around when they walked, and they are still in the tunnel and cannot come out for the time being."

The commander-in-chief wiped his sweat, took another deep breath, and tried his best to pull himself back from the edge of the cerebral infarction.He is now convinced that there are ghosts in the world, but he admits that there are ghosts in front of the media. Whether this is a mistake in principle is hard to say.

But he is the temporary commander in chief, no matter how chaotic the situation is, there must be someone in command, right?

The voice of the commander-in-chief was trembling, but he said calmly: "The ghosts hit the wall and lead them in with a rope, can you pull them out? As for this... Comrade passengers who came out first, do you need 120 first aid now, or should the hearse be cremated? "

Along the way, the unlucky young man had already decided to store his body in the funeral parlor to freeze it at the suggestion of the little paper puppet.

So the ghost carried the corpse for nearly a mile, put the 100-jin body on the platform, and then said:

"I need a hearse, so send it to the funeral home first, put it in the morgue and freeze it, don't clean up the body, don't say goodbye to the body, and don't cremate it!!!"

In the eyes of everyone, the corpse that had fulfilled its wish fell to the ground with a plop, and then the tunnel echoed with eerie howls...the hearse...to the funeral parlor...

At this time, the people who were terrified all fled outwards, scrambling to climb up the escalator, but found that the escalator that was in normal operation seemed to be going up but kept going down, and the same was true for those who went up the stairs. Can't make it to the end of the stairs.

It was a small paper puppet.

Zhu Ning called the special mediation branch in neighboring provinces one by one, asking for support logistics personnel to do the finishing and psychological counseling.

The least flustered people on the scene were the commander-in-chief and the reporters. The commander-in-chief was booing and sympathizing with the body of the unfortunate young man.

These reporters originally hated the quality of bean curd residue in the Jintan Subway and the chaos and inaction during the rescue. After seeing the ghost, they felt guilty about blaming others and conscientiously recorded the world's first major supernatural event with their cameras. !

But the people in the logistics team of the special mediation office were able to handle these with ease, and by the evening, everything had been temporarily secured.

The body of the unlucky young man was sent to the funeral home to freeze, and the two rescue teams in the tunnel also managed to get out by pulling ropes. Nearly [-] logisticians from the branches of the Special Investigation Office in the four provinces have all sensed the scene. aftermath.

The name of that unlucky young man was Hang Yiming, who was very talented in divination. When he heard that half of the executive team at the headquarters of the Special Investigation Department had turned into animals and the other half disappeared collectively, he was so frightened that he almost lost his breath.

He quickly asked for a fortune teller for those missing persons, and told Zhu Ning that if after three months, the catastrophe in the world of Yang did not survive, it would really become a situation where ghosts walk at night and evil ghosts cannibalize people... He still wants to continue to be ghost.

Ghosts such as ghosts can't afford the divining tortoise shell full of aura, so they can only use the most primitive method.

So, in the dark building of the Special Investigation Department, Zhu Ning typed the names of all the streets and alleys in Qunan City on white paper and cut them into small strips, mixed with the blank strips and put them in the cloth bag.

Hang Yiming closed his eyes muttering, and grabbed three times blindly, all of them happened to catch the blank one.

Then Zhu Ning nervously mixed the names of all the provinces and cities in the country, as well as the underworld, ghost town, heaven, palace of hell... all kinds of things together.

Hang Yiming concentrated again, closed his eyes and twitched three times, all of them were... Yucheng.

"I don't know if it's right or not!" Hang Yiming's ghost was very guilty, and kept rubbing his hands to defend: "Although I am lucky, I can win more than four figures by buying a lottery ticket, but this kind of 'drawing lots' 'Divination, never tried before.'

But at this time there is only this one clue, so I have to believe it.

Yucheng is a dilapidated small city with a permanent population of less than 2. It lacks water and is close to the Gobi. After the collapse of pillar industries more than ten years ago, a large number of people migrated out.

Zhu Ning had no choice but to be taken by the little paper puppet again, and borrowed Huangquan Road.

At eight o'clock in the evening, Zhu Ning was already standing on the side of a road in the center of Yucheng.When he saw the surrounding scene clearly, he was completely stunned.

This is the center of Yucheng, and there are still many lively residential areas with water and electricity. Among the three or four-story old-fashioned brick buildings around, many windows are lit, but without exception, they are all tightly closed. with curtains.

Like being afraid of something.

On this summer evening, there was not a single pedestrian on the road to enjoy the cool air.But on the small road where Zhu Ning was standing, at the front and rear intersections, there were one or two middle-aged or old people quietly standing next to the telephone pole with their heads down, not knowing what they were doing.