ID number 019

The situation is more serious than everyone imagined, because apart from those traveling together, who can confirm whether their companions are around, there are also many solo passengers whose disappearance will not be noticed.

And the most serious thing is that everyone's mobile phone has no signal, and the emergency call 112 cannot be made.

There was a torrential rain outside the station, and it hit the glass with crackling noises. It sounded like there were countless mouths arguing and yelling incessantly, making people's brains want to explode.

Some passengers looked out the window, the darkness was like a lonely night light.

"No... No, the ancient city gate on the opposite side is gone!"

"what?"

"Me me me me grass!"

"Mom... It's really gone... Pinch me, it hurts! Damn, it's not a hallucination!"

"..."

The earth-shattering screams of the young people joined together.

Only then did people begin to pay attention to the scene outside the station. Opposite the station was the city's landmark, an ancient city gate.

The ancient city gate, which was supposed to be brightly lit, disappeared into the vast blackness as if it had been extinguished at this moment.

"No! No!"

"city……"

"Ah ah ah ah ah--"

The scream of the woman was frightened for a while, and then everyone who was attracted to it fell silent.

Because they found out...

Not only the opposite city gate, but also the lights of the distant city disappeared.

More and more people ran to the window, their frightened faces turned upwards, they tried their best to look far away, their eyes widened.

The hall was silent.

The inner world has been subverted, and people can still tell themselves that they are lost when they are missing, but what is the reason for the disappearance of the city?

"Maybe it's the smog?"

Some people tried to explain what was going on, but the helplessness could not be concealed in their tone.

No one answered him, let alone spoke. Panic spread silently in the dead and restless atmosphere.

Will there be smog in the stormy weather?

All the weirdness is still going on, and something invisible is gnawing at their endurance.

"How to do how to do?"

A middle-aged woman with a bloated figure and heavy makeup was digging at her newly-made nails: "Old Zhang, what's going on now, what's going on, hurry up and think of a way!"

There was no answer.

The middle-aged woman turned her head to look, but there was no one around.

The husband who was supposed to be standing by her side disappeared at some point.

"Old Zhang?"

The middle-aged woman cut off her nails, and the thick powder couldn't cover her collapse: "Who saw my old Zhang? Old Zhang? Where are you, old Zhang!"

There was no one to help, and the middle-aged woman ran out of the waiting room in a panic, ignoring her luggage. The moment she opened her mouth to shout, she disappeared from the spot.

A middle-aged man came out of the VIP waiting room with a newspaper in his hand. He sighed and said in a dissatisfied tone, "Why are you so noisy?"

"waiter!"

"waiter?"

No one answered, he grabbed a passing passenger suspiciously.

"Well, do you know what happened? Where did the people at the station go?"

The person caught by him was full of panic, just about to explain...

Without a sound, that person just disappeared.

The middle-aged man looked at his empty hand, and a living person suddenly disappeared before his eyes.

A living person would not be able to change so quickly, he suspected that he was still asleep.

The passage of time did not take away the slightest fear, and the darkness outside that surrounded the world did not usher in the dawn.

The strange disappearances happened at an accelerated rate and kept happening until there were only a dozen or so passengers left in a huge train station.

The bizarre disappearances finally stopped.

Chen Yang glanced over and counted the number habitually, 24.

Plus he followed Chao Jian, 26.

Qingcheng Terminus has nine waiting rooms, counting those downstairs, those who are checking tickets outside to enter the train station, those who are waiting for the train on the platform, and the staff, countless people, there are only so few left now, all in the Gathered in the fourth waiting room in chaos.

26 taskers.

There were seven people in the last mission, but this time there were nearly four times more people, but it was a bad thing.

With so many people, how many will die in three days?how to die

Chen Yang tightened his fingers, and the ticket with a little sweat was crumpled like a vegetable leaf.

"Hold your ticket." Chao Jian put away her phone, "Come out with me."

Chen Yang stuffed the ticket back into his pocket, took off his baseball cap, put his hand into his sweaty hair, and scratched it a few times. He took advantage of the pain to calm himself down, and put the cap on his head again, hanging down. Eyelids followed behind the boy.

Someone knocked over the instant noodles, and the steaming soup was spilled on the ground. Chen Yang didn't pay attention, and stepped on it. The instant noodles mixed with seasonings stuck to the soles of his shoes, dragging them sparsely all the way.

Unconsciously.

The left corner of the clothes was pulled, Chen Yang stopped and looked over there, and saw a girl with freckles, pointing at his shoes, muttering.

dumb?

Chen Yang raised that foot to have a look, didn't care to get rid of the dirt, smiled at her through the mask and caught up with the boy.

Right now, I just stepped on instant noodles, but after a while, I'm afraid I might step on minced meat.

Standing in the wet toilet, Chen Yang pulled off the mask on his face, revealing his solemn expression: "What did you find out?"

At this time, he was sure that the boy was reading the news all the way, not because he had nothing to do, but because he suspected that the mission was not on the train from Qingcheng to Penang.

The brush is related to Qingcheng Terminus.

The Internet has memory, and even if it is suppressed, or after a long time, there will still be traces.

Chao Jian rubbed her crutches: "I haven't finished the investigation. The task started faster than I expected. I can only grasp that in the past 20 years, thirteen passengers died in various accidents at this train station."

Chen Yang didn't make a sound, and listened carefully to the following message.

There is a feeling of listening to English, so nervous that I don't scratch or scratch.

"The 13 people have one thing in common." Chao Jian said.

Chen Yang waited for a long time without waiting for the second half of the sentence. He looked up at the boy and asked, "Why don't you continue?"

Chao Jian looked down at him.

Chen Yang saw a trace in the boy's eyes...

The kind of strictness, inspection, inspection, and expectation of "give you a chance, perform better, and don't let me down" that the class teacher faces the students.

This is for him to think for himself.

In fact, Chen Yang has never relied on anyone. In the last mission, he trusts this person inexplicably and without hindrance. That trust is mixed with dependence, which is not a good sign.

This one also made him realize this.

Chen Yang slowly calmed down, and began to analyze seriously: "The common point is definitely not the same color of clothes, wearing white shoes, and carrying the same thing in their hands."

"Every passenger in the train station has bought a ticket, carries luggage, and has their own destination. They are going to different cities. If they die, they cannot go..."

Chen Yang grabbed the boy's crutch in vain: "The common thing is that you missed the train?"

Move the cane towards Jane.

Chen Yang didn't let go, he didn't know when it started, as long as he was over excited, afraid, excited, etc., he would make this move as long as he was not in his comfort zone.

The catch is fast and accurate.

At this moment, Chen Yang couldn't care less about embarrassment, he eagerly asked for confirmation: "Is it?"

Chao Jian handed him the crutch that couldn't be removed, stretched out an index finger, and poked his face back under her eyelids.

"Just say what you say, don't spray."

Disgusted so much, he even wiped his face and pale lips.

Chen Yang closed his mouth, but couldn't help but open it again: "So, the task is that we survive these three days in the station, and successfully get on the train at 18:21 on the 55th?"

Chao Jian: "Maybe."

Hearing his undulating tone and looking at his expressionless face, Chen Yang thought for no reason that this was a possibility.

"Are the thirteen dead passengers looking for a scapegoat?"

Chen Yang said to himself: "My sister told me the story of the dead ghost."

When he mentioned this past event, he remembered that after hearing ghost stories, he dared not look in the mirror, dared not wash his hair, and had his sister talk to him outside the door when he went to the bathroom.

Only those who are afraid of ghosts understand how he feels.

No matter how many years it has been, the feeling of "not daring to close your eyes when washing your face" is still deeply in my memory.

"They want to choose thirteen of the current 26 people and die according to their death method?"

Chen Yang squeezed the crutch in his hand: "No, no!"

"It shouldn't be that simple."

Chen Yang said to himself: "If it's just looking for a dead ghost, then what's the point of the ticket? The ticket is redundant..."

"Whether it's this game or not, one thing is obvious," said Chao Jian, "There are ghosts in the train station."

Chen Yang fell silent.

Glanced at Jane: "Are you ready?"

If Chen Yang didn't want to lose face for the sake of face, he would say "Of course, I've prepared for it a long time ago", but face was too precious to him when he was young, and now he has slightly withdrawn his feelings for it.

So Chen Yang said: "No, I'm not prepared at all."

The implication is that the ghost is coming, and I have to ask you to help me block it.

Picking at the end of Jian Jian's eyes, his face was expressionless: "Oh."

Chen Yang smiled back.

"..."

Chao Jian moved his lips slowly, wanted to say something but didn't say anything, and sighed faintly. He took his crutch and walked into a compartment.

Chen Yang was alone outside, the mirror was demonized, he walked to the cubicle irresistibly, and asked nonsense: "What are you doing in there?"

There was a rustling sound of clothes being lifted up in the compartment, followed by an indifferent voice, replying to his nonsense, "Pee."

Chen Yang said without hesitation: "Isn't there a urinal outside? Why don't you use it?"

"Let you see it?"

Chen Yang: "..."

With this tone, why does he look like he wants to see it?Where did the misunderstanding come from?

Moreover, the word "return" is even more inexplicable.

Has he seen it?

In the evening, Chen Yang went home after chatting with her at Wu Yu's, and then met the boy, cooked and ate, cleaned up and made tea, and then came the task.

Chen Yang put on his backpack and left without remembering the ghost exorcising items inside.

Now that he remembered, he opened the zipper of the bag and saw that it was gone, all gone, and it was all ashes.

Chen Yang was dazed for a few seconds, then took out the contents of the bag and put them on the table by the pool, and poured all the ashes inside into the pool.

"I bought some ghost exorcism items, and they were all burned to ashes."

Chen Yang didn't know whether to laugh or cry, and couldn't help complaining to the boy in the cubicle: "I don't feel any heat, and the other things in the bag are fine, you say..."

As soon as the conversation stopped, Chen Yang heard footsteps outside the toilet, and stopped at the door. He turned on the faucet to flush away the ashes, and kept an eye on the door.

There was no knock on the door, and no one left.

right outside the door.

Chen Yang turned off the faucet, and quickly swept the things on the table into his backpack. If there was a sound when walking, it might be a ghost.

Demon possessed.

Walking is not tiptoe, can touch the ground, just like people.

Chen Yang could understand this, and he also thanked his sister for a period of time when she was alive, regardless of his life or death, and regardless of his threat to sever the brother-sister relationship, she would pick his ears every day and tell him ghost stories by all means.

The name is so that when her brother chases his girlfriend in the future, he can master the skill of "taking a beautiful girl to watch a ghost movie, hugging and kissing a beautiful girl while the other party is afraid".

Watching too many idol dramas, I thought that kind of romantic plot could be reproduced in her brother.

It was funny when Chen Yang thought about it, he didn't let the inappropriate mood spread out, and quickly put it together in his heart.

There was a sound of a metal latch being pulled behind him, and Chen Yang froze for a moment. Looking in the mirror, he saw that it was the compartment that the boy had entered, and he relaxed all over.

The toilet is really a gloomy place.

"There is someone at the door."

Chen Yang said softly: "Shall we go out, or wait?"

Chao Jian washed her hands: "Go out."

The door was opened by Chen Yang. The moment he opened the door, his body hid behind the door, judging from the boy's expression that there were people or ghosts outside.

A shiny handmade leather shoe appeared in Chen Yang's field of vision, followed by another.

It was a man with long hair.

About the height of Chao Jian, wearing an elegant custom-made long trench coat, she is very thin, with prominent cheekbones, a sallow complexion, and blue eyes.

It seems that she is several times short of sleep than Chao Jian, and she hasn't slept for a long time.

The long-haired man entered the outermost compartment.

"It's the old man."

Chen Yang felt the same aura from him when he saw Zhang Yan and Lin Yue for the first time, and after finishing speaking firmly, he paused slightly: "He passed you by, deliberately not letting the corner of his clothes touch you, I entered the open cubicle sideways, with a paper towel between my hands when I closed the door, and the windbreaker smelled strongly of disinfectant."

"Cleanliness, he is." Chen Yang came to a conclusion.

"Do you think we should wait for him here and exchange information with him?"

Chao Jian looked around the toilet: "It's just started, what information do you have?"

"Ticket." Chen Yang whispered his conjecture, "I suspect there is more than one bus."

Chao Jian leaned on crutches and walked outside: "There are many ways to check."

Chen Yang tentatively said, "You don't want to find allies?"

Chao Jian ignores him.

"Da da"

In the hallway exuding a turbid smell, the sound of crutches hitting the dirty ground was very clear.

"I don't really think about it. After all, I'm not familiar with it, and it's easy to be stabbed from behind."

Chen Yang muttered as he walked: "But this time there are too many people, the situation is complicated, and there are many variables, just the two of us..."

As soon as the sound of the cane knocking stopped, she turned to Jane's tall body, frowning at him without saying a word, her eyes were dark and bottomless.

Sensitively, Chen Yang found impatience in the young man's eyes. He pursed his lips and said with a gentle smile, "Okay, it's just the two of us. The other team members only exchange information and don't make friends."

Others are just a one-time task, and this one is a partner who can develop for a long time, which cannot be compared.

Chen Yang put on the mask again, and pressed the brim of the hat down to hide the expression on his face.

The seven people in the last mission, except Lin Yue, Zhou Xiaoxiao, Huang Qing, who was not confirmed in time, the other three including him and the boy are all from Qingcheng.

This big wave is likely to be the same.

He ran away to death in the city of Qingcheng, and now it has become mysterious.

Like hiding something.

When Chen Yang and the boy returned to the waiting room, they found that the surviving passengers were slumped on chairs one by one.

Seeing relatives and friends disappear, this kind of shock is not something ordinary people can bear.

"This... so many people are missing!"

Someone said with lingering fear: "But it's okay, luckily I didn't disappear."

"Yeah, yeah...Compared to so many missing people, we are lucky." Someone forced a smile and comforted himself.

Hearing their conversation, Chen Yang remembered his experience when he was a newcomer, as if he had been a lifetime away.

"You may be mistaken."

A young male voice sounded from the window, and he caught everyone's attention as soon as he spoke.

Chen Yang also looked over, it was the young man who accidentally bumped into his arm in the lobby and rushed to the second floor with a bus ticket in his mouth amidst a lot of scolding.

At that time, Chen Yang only thought about what would happen when he got on the train. He didn't think that the mission was at the train station, so he didn't care about the passengers around him. Now he looked it over and was sure.

Also old.

Facing the high attention that became the focus, the young man leaned on the window sill, with his back to the storm, playing with a one-yuan coin in his hand: "Those people haven't disappeared, in fact, they have always been here."

"Ah?" Everyone was in an uproar, feeling that the young man had mental problems.

"It's actually us who are missing." The young man smiled mysteriously.