A Train Named Evil

"Train No. Evil" Author: Jiang Ting

Introduction

Zhou Yanling, the suspect in the September 4133 mass murder case in Tongzhou, appeared on train K[-].Wu Fengrong, the conductor of the train, got the news as soon as possible and launched a circle and investigation.

On the train, various forces secretly wrestle with each other, the truth is complicated and confusing, and the suspect is ambiguously entangled with the conductor.

Zhou Yanling had never met such a beauty as Wu Fengrong, with a delicate figure and a blurred demeanor.Zhou Yanling's heart was moved, and he asked for the fairy air in his mouth.Wu Fengrong was secretly vigilant, Zhou Yanling hid it very deeply, if he wanted to pamper someone, it might be because he wanted to pamper him, and one day he didn't want to pamper him, and Wu Fengrong couldn't help but act violently.At this time, the two had their own ghosts and did not speak.

Thirty hours from Tongzhou to Baihe, the road is still long...

There is a suspicious man in carriage 1.4

There is a suspicious man in carriage 4, who is sitting in row 15 near the window.

The flight attendant checked the luggage rack and went to the train conductor Wu Fengrong in a panic: "There was a lot of blood on his clothes, it was already black, his coat couldn't cover it, and he could still smell the blood with the window open. I didn't see it." He covered his face with a hat and a mask. There was a bulging handbag in his luggage. Do you want to inform the police? Could it be a murderer?"

Wu Fengrong was wearing an old-style military overcoat, with a cigarette in his mouth, one foot on the chair, and oiled his leather boots with a rag.The boots were polished black and shiny, and the feet were turned up triumphantly towards the flight attendant.He is 32 years old, he lives in the south, and he has a handsome and talented face.

"What are you panicking about? I'll go and have a look first." He stood up and tightened his belt, and said with a smile, "I'm a little fatter, next time I make a uniform, please report me a size up."

The flight attendant's eyes fell on the open collar of the military coat, and a gold emblem was pinned to the breast pocket of the uniform.It was the badge of honor issued by the provincial government for the "Hero Train Conductor", which was equivalent to a first-class merit.The flight attendant heard that five or six years ago, a criminal gang broke into the cab and hijacked the driver, demanding that the train change lanes.Fearless in the face of danger, Wu Fengrong negotiated calmly, took the driver's place as a hostage himself, and successfully delayed the time until the special police arrived at the scene.The criminal gang was wiped out, and all the members of the train were unharmed. Afterwards, the train conductor was commended by the province. The newspaper published an article for three consecutive days to interview and publicize it. The Railway Bureau even made a big splash.

Seeing Wu Fengrong's fearless face, the flight attendant also relaxed his nerves.

When Wu Fengrong walked to the No. 4 compartment, row 15 was already empty.

The window was open, the curtains were whistling, and the north wind poured into the carriage, knocking down an empty beer can on the table, and the golden wine leaked out, shaped like a beautiful little sun.

People are not in their seats.Wu Fengrong found a black plastic button under the chair. The hole was wrapped with a broken thread, and the break seemed to fall off naturally.He lit a cigarette again and sat down, his eyes swept the entire carriage back and forth.It was a Monday morning, and there were no more than ten people in the carriage. The seats in rows 15 to 20 were all empty, and the rest of the passengers were sparsely distributed in the corners of the head and tail. Some play games with headphones plugged in.This way, even if someone in a coat hurriedly passed by in the aisle, it would not attract too much attention.

Could it be that I read it wrong?Wu Fengrong still had doubts about the flight attendant's description without seeing the bloody clothes with his own eyes.If you really have a ghost in your heart, it takes at most 4 minutes to go back and forth from the conductor's seat to the No. 3 car, which is fast.

According to Wu Fengrong's experience, if the hooked fish is escaped once, it will be difficult to catch it again.

Someone came from behind and sat down next to Wu Fengrong.

A handsome and confident man, with parted hair and glossy hair, the collar of the white shirt in the down jacket is slightly open, and the tie hangs loosely underneath.Wu Fengrong didn't have time to scrutinize his facial features, and glanced down at an old-fashioned briefcase and a pair of old leather shoes, with dust on the toe and two-thirds of the heel worn off.He knew in his heart that this was a salesman.

"The train conductor checked the ticket himself?" The man took out a red ticket stub from his trouser pocket.

The passenger's name is on the ticket: Zhou Yanling.Wu Fengrong handed over the cigarette case casually, and the other party took it and said thank you.

Then Wu Fengrong moved.He suddenly leaned closer, and the cigarette in his mouth touched the other's cigarette butt.The man obviously didn't expect it, and couldn't hide his instinctive retreat, and was pressed on the back of the chair by Wu Fengrong.The distance between the two was very close, and the eyelashes touched each other lightly, Zhou Yanling had to lower his eyelids to avoid looking at each other.In one narrow line of sight, only Wu Fengrong's slightly raised eyes and a hint of a smile, his voice was hoarse and low: "I don't have a lighter, don't you mind?"

The cigarette burst into sparks, and the smell of nicotine exploded in the air.

Zhou Yanling's eyes darkened: "My honor."

Wu Fengrong backed away at the right time, and regained his calm demeanor as if changing his face.

There was no bloody smell on this person, and he was very clean.It's a bit suspiciously clean, as if... just took a shower.

Neither of them made any intention of moving.Wu Fengrong closed the window, and the sound of wind and snow outside snapped off.

"Mr. Zhou is going to Baihe?" He asked.

Zhou Yanling patted the briefcase: "Running clients." He held his cigarette like an old smoker.

Wu Fengrong cocked his legs and sneered: "What kind of company is so stingy? Now anyone who has money takes the high-speed train, and it only takes eight hours to get to Baihe. If it takes two days and one night, won't it delay business?"

Zhou Yanling narrowed his eyes into slits, looking obscene and obscene.

"Smoking is prohibited on the high-speed rail. Isn't there a train conductor serving here?"

Wu Fengrong didn't answer immediately, the ticket stub between his fingers rubbed against the knuckles for a while, and then handed it back.For a moment, only the rumble of the rails and wheels could be heard in the ears.He waited until the cigarette butt in his hand burned out, and threw it into the empty beer can, and the beer can jingled and jingled.The train conductor stood up, stepped over the old salesman's knees, and waved his hands: "I'll ask Mr. Zhou to smoke again when I have time!"

This is a deliberately disgusting person. He doesn't want him to stay longer, and he doesn't pretend to be affectionate.

When he returned to the office seat, Zhao Xintao, the deputy driver, was waiting for him.He shook his head and said, "I didn't find it."

Zhao Xintao was in a hurry: "Can you still make a living? Search, there are only ten carriages in total. How dare you jump out of the car?"

"What kind of living person?" Wu Fengrong stared at him and put his hands on his hips: "After taking a shower, changing clothes, and throwing everything out of the car window, why do you want to ransack the house? Is there any evidence that he is a criminal?" ? Or did you witness him beheading someone with your own eyes?” He spat into the ashtray: “I know what to do, don’t just go around here.”

Zhao Xintao was speechless after being scolded.Wu Fengrong didn't dare to provoke Wu Fengrong. This train conductor is very talkative, and he is the worst at taking advantage of it in his life. If he sees a beautiful girl, he will be sure to tease him, and he will get angry if he gets angry. horizontal.This is his prestige, otherwise he wouldn't be able to negotiate with the criminals and get everyone safe.

Zhao Xintao and Wu Fengrong have been in the same team for many years, and they have seen a lot of thieves in cars, but murder and arson are rare, and they may not be encountered once in ten years.First, it is very difficult to hijack a train. The train can be braked in an emergency. Even if the criminals control the cab, they may not be able to change lanes smoothly;But if they do meet, it is a matter of life and death.When the flight attendant mentioned a man covered in blood sitting in the No. 4 carriage, Zhao Xintao kept repeating in his head, "Deliver the canopy, ah, transport the canopy, you must have collided with a Bodhisattva!"Why did Wu Fengrong always catch up with these bullshit things?

Instead, Wu Fengrong comforted him: "What are you afraid of? I'm the only one left if something goes wrong. At most, the heroic train conductor will be gone. I'm here with the car, can I still pull you over? I'll have a look later. , let the female flight attendants be careful and safe."

Zhao Xintao still hesitated when he went out.Wu Fengrong's fearless personality is prone to accidents. This person is in his 30s and has nothing to worry about. He really treats the train as his home.His car, of course, is not allowed to run wild.

In fact, Wu Fengrong thought much simpler.No one is more familiar with this train than him, and he is more capable than anyone else in a critical situation. The sky will not fall.This vast northern snow forest looks huge, quiet and cold, but after running back and forth a lot, I get used to it.The road was traveled one kilometer by one kilometer, and the time passed by the hour. Wu Fengrong could calculate clearly how far and how long he had traveled, and he couldn't be more at ease in his heart.As long as we can go on, no matter how big the world is, no matter how long the years are, there will always be a time to arrive.

Life on the railway is extremely boring and monotonous. Even the Tianshan Snow Pool will get tired of watching the same scenery every day.Wu Fengrong opened the curtains, looking beyond the gray birch forest and the flying crows outside.The weather in October has just had the first snowfall, the sun hides far away, and a few rays of golden light are released from the clouds surrounding the mountains, illuminating the streams in the valleys brightly.

The weather forecast said that the snow will increase in the evening.When the snow falls and covers this mighty land, everything can be covered.

The man's cunning and lewd smiling face appeared in Wu Fengrong's mind.

He whistled happily, his eyes lit up, and his heartbeat accelerated unconsciously.

Thirty hours away from Baihe, the road is still long.

2. The figure is delicate and charming, and the charm is blurred

The flight attendant brought in the replaced thermos bottle, and saw Wu Fengrong staring at the thermos bottle with a very serious expression.She thought the situation was dangerous and dangerous, so she was afraid to speak, and her eyes were red with fright.Wu Fengrong was thinking about a sip of hot tea. He smoked too much and his throat was so dry. It was inconvenient to change the thermos. He was thinking whether he should