ID number 019

"What do you mean?"

Some stood up with a bad temper, as if this strange incident was caused by the young man, angrily shouting and cursing to do something to him.

But no one really dared to step forward, and none of them wanted to take the lead.

Even if something like this happened, they didn't want to get themselves into trouble.

Unless someone else rushes up first.

They all thought so, and they were all arguing with the blushing and thick-necked ones.

"What kind of nonsense are you talking about, what kind of nonsense are you talking about? We are the ones who are missing? Are you out of your mind?"

"That's right, aren't we all here well?"

"Quick! Stop him! Don't let him go!"

"..."

"Young man, look at what you said in three sentences, which frightened all of us. It can't be without beginning and end. Can you make it clear?"

Someone is smoothing things out.

Others echoed: "Yes, yes, yes! Speak clearly! Don't leave unless you speak clearly!"

The young man swept away the twenty or so people in contempt, and walked slowly through the shouts and left the waiting room. He stopped at the door with his back turned, shaking the hand holding the coin.

"Those who are mentally handicapped, please be blessed."

The young man took a half-step and paused, turned his head to catch Chen Yang's gaze accurately, squinted at him, and one corner of his mouth slanted upward.

Thick bangs cover the eyebrows like a pot lid.

The appearance of the obedient boy gives people a sense of evil with malice.

Facing the young man's disdainful smile, Chen Yang was very calm.

The young man made a gesture of shooting at him, and issued a "biu" from his mouth, like blowing on the muzzle of a gun, blowing on his fingertips in a dignified manner.

Another action of pinning the gun to the waist.

Chen Yang: "..."

Love to pretend.

In Chen Yang's impression of the youth, besides evil, he added this.

When the other party was rushing to the waiting room, he was not pretending, but was really in a hurry to get on the train. Like him, he thought that the task was on the train.

Still the young man around him was smart.

Chen Yang actually had the vain parental mentality of a child who really wants to live up to his expectations. His expression flashed a little unnaturally, and the next moment he saw that good boy, wrinkling his face as if he had eaten a fly, and quickly left the door of the waiting room.

The direction where the other party stopped for the last look seems to be...

Chen Yang leaned closer to the young man's ear, just about to ask "What's wrong with you", when he was taken aback.

This man was wearing a mask, his good-looking eyebrows were all hidden in the shadow of the brim of the hat, Chen Yang could still tell that he was in a bad mood.

Did something happen?

Chen Yang didn't understand why, and didn't want to provoke him at this time, so he swallowed that sentence back.

After a few moments, Chen Yang heard a sound: "The gunshot is bang."

"what?"

Chen Yang casually watched the young man retract his crutches, nodded and said, "Ang, yes, yes."

Chao Jian said again: "The position of the gun on the waist is also wrong."

Chen Yang didn't pay attention: "Really? It's not important, don't worry about it, it's just pretending."

Make a sound into Jane's nose: "Yeah."

"That boy is different from the teammates we met in the last mission. He has the kind of..."

Chen Yang tried to describe it: "The fun of getting involved in the game."

"He should be very active in finding clues and enjoy the process. Let's not rush to act and see what he does."

There was a sound of inhalation all around.

Chen Yang's train of thought was interrupted, he wondered what was the matter, looked up and saw a few girls diagonally across had become dull, and immediately understood that it was the boy who had taken off his mask.

Among the passengers, women accounted for almost half, and most of them were young people, facing such a beautiful boy who exuded an ancient and noble temperament in his bones.

This situation can be imagined.

The brain didn't think much, just looked over reflexively, as if seeing a light.

Chen Yang kindly reminded a young man beside him: "You should still wear a mask, one thing more is worse than one thing less."

Chao Jian reached out to him: "Milk tablets."

Chen Yang went to the supermarket in the afternoon and bought a lot, besides the boards, there were also small packages, like candy, he had a handful in his pocket, grabbed them all and put them in the boy's hands.

"Eat less. If you eat too much, you will get thirsty. Although there is no shortage of water at the station, it is dangerous to go to the toilet. It is one of the places where ghost stories are based."

Chao Jian peeled off a piece of milk and bit it into her mouth, then put the mask back on.

Chen Yang was about to take off the one on his face, but was stopped by the young man's cold eyes. He explained: "I was thinking that I would not cause a sensation like you. There is no need to wear this all the time, so I should take it off."

"I wear it alone?" Chao Jian frowned, "You want me to pretend?"

Chen Yang: "..."

He was sure that as long as he said one more sentence, this person would give him ten sentences and kill him.

The turmoil over masks lasted for a minute or two, and ended with Chen Yang's concession.

Chao Jian was looking at a fat old man with white beard.

In this situation, the old man was sitting in the corner, flipping through the newspaper in a calm manner.

Chen Yang was also looking at the old man, who had a lot of cultural background, but at the same time he was indifferent to life and death, and saw through the world of mortals.

At this moment, a man in his thirties and 40s with glasses and a briefcase passed by the old man. His back was hunched, and his walking sound was very soft. He seemed to be often bullied in the company. He was very cowardly, and he was careful breathing. A passenger fell on the woven bag in the aisle, tripped over the rope and fell.

The old man put away the newspaper and helped the man up, patted the ashes on his knees, and looked through him with a kind face, who seemed to be his own son.

The feeling of being out of the world is gone.

"It's just getting started."

The old man said to the man with glasses, "Son, there are two ways to get out of here."

Everyone swarmed close to the old man, asking questions in a hurry.

"Either complete the mission, or..."

The old man only talked to the man with glasses. He dragged out his tone, and his old smile suddenly turned cold: "Death!"

Facing the concentrated gazes of the crowd, the old man shook the newspapers and folded them, his slack face was very indifferent.

"What the young man said is true. If you don't understand, you can think of it this way. Our train station is a parallel space split from the original train station."

"In other words, those people, including the city, have not disappeared, they are still here."

"It's just that we can't see it in this space."

Faced with such a truth, everyone reacted in different ways, ranging from anger, doubt, to collapse.

Only a few showed that things weren't bad.

Because they knew that nothing happened to their family members and they were all alive and well, and they must be trying to find themselves, maybe they even called the police.

Now, the only thing they have to do is to complete the task and go back to reunite with their families.

The old man asked the man with glasses to check every pocket on his body.

Soon there were exclamations one after another.

These people found a never-before-seen white card with their own face on it, called an "identity number".

Also, their ticket information has also changed.

The old man saw the man with glasses shaking like a sieve. He wanted to comfort him, but he probably felt that he still had to rely on himself at this time. Too incompetent is not enough, otherwise he would die faster, so he just said a word in the end.

"Remember your ticket information and get on the train on time. This is a task. Once you get on the bus, you can go back. Those who don't get on the bus or miss the train will be obliterated."

When the people around heard the old man's words, most of the suffocation in the waiting room disappeared immediately.

Get on the bus on time to complete the task?

It's that simple.

A group of stylishly dressed men and women complained disdainfully, saying that they thought it was a battle royale, but it was just like that, it was too unexciting, boring, and boring.

Everyone originally came from different waiting rooms, but now they are separated again.

There was no more crying, and each of them found a place to pass the time.

Chen Yang now knows that the long-haired man, the good boy, and the old man with the white beard are all old people, and they seem to have more experience than Zhang Yan and Lin Yue.

The remaining 14 have not yet been confirmed.

"Dude!"

The seat behind Chen Yang shook, he turned his head and almost touched a face.

He knew that face, and it had cast a psychological shadow on him.

Head east, Mad Dog in Area A.

Chen Yang's first reaction was to touch the mask. After putting it on, he lowered his eyes, hiding the surging emotions in his eyes, and deliberately lowered his voice: "Is there something wrong?"

Xiang Dong bared his white teeth: "You look a bit like someone I know."

Chen Yang's heart skipped a beat, he was wearing a mask and a hat, how did this mad dog see it?

"Sorry, I don't know you."

"Oh..." Xiang Dong laughed lazily, and suddenly pulled Chen Yang's collar.

A crutch swung over and hit the bones of his hand.

"Fuck you!"

Xiang Dong covered his hand and cursed in pain, and was hit in the same position again, Sen Leng rolled over with a bloodthirsty surge, his angry face twisted suddenly, and he retreated with a ferocious sentence. up.

Chen Yang pulled up his collar to cover the scar behind his left ear, then took out a band-aid in his backpack, pasted the scar, and pressed the baseball cap tightly.

The round cut cut in the rehabilitation center cannot be exposed.

"I didn't expect him to come in too..." Chen Yang murmured.

The calf was knocked down by the crutches, and Chen Yang came back to his senses: "The man just now was named Xiang Dong, and he was one of the unreliable patients in Area A of the rehabilitation center. He was discharged from the hospital a week before me. I wasn't sure if he was the mission A newcomer in the world is still an old man, look for a chance to investigate later.”

Zhao Jian pulled back his baseball cap, approached him, and looked down into his eyes: "Hit you?"

Chen Yang's face changed instantly, the mask was blocked, and he opened his eyes to look around.

"No."

I didn't hit him, I just wanted to fuck him, and he was almost fucked too, luckily he didn't confess himself to it before he was discharged from the hospital.

There are no salespersons in the supermarkets at the train station, and the monitoring is turned off. Passengers stroll around casually, their pockets are full, there are bags that can't fit, and there are suitcases.

When the suitcase is full, look for supermarket plastic bags.

No one was watching anyway.

The restaurant is also coming in and out, eating and drinking.

Although it is not the real world, it is another space, but the mission is not dangerous.

They are no longer afraid, and have time to think about other things.

Originally, I didn't have that kind of thought at first, but seeing other people doing it like that, it seemed like I would lose money if I didn't do it, and I lost a lot of money, so I squeezed in.

Chen Yang also saw a passenger stealing money from the cashier drawer, his face twitched.

Now if he tells newcomers that there are ghosts, he will be scolded for being crazy.

You have to see it to believe it.

Chen Yang licked his lips: "I want to find out what trains are available."

Chao Jian said, "No rush."

When Chen Yang heard this, he didn't ask him why, "Then where shall we go?"

Go to the escalator toward Jane: "find a place to stay."

After a while, the two entered the "One Family" bookstore on the west side of the first floor.

One reads and the other sleeps.

Chen Yang turned over a dozen pages of a book, and an ambiguous voice fell into his ears. He moved his eyes away from the book and glanced in one direction.

It was the couple who quarreled in the supermarket because the products were too expensive, and now they hugged each other and kissed passionately.

Very slimy.

If the situation is not dangerous, let's talk about love.

There was a huge black leather case at the feet of the two of them, which could hold a computer mainframe. There were several bags hanging from the handle, all of which were stuffed from the store. They were so stuffed that they were about to fall out.

Chen Yang stretched out a head from the left side, and leaned against his head, with a faint smell of honey tea in his breath: "Better than books?"

He coughed in embarrassment, "I didn't pay attention."

Chao Jian just woke up, her brows were a little lazy, and she looked a little more youthful. He took the crutch at hand and waved his arm.

The cane tapped on the bookshelf.

"bang"

The sound is very loud.

The couple whose mouths were glued together immediately separated, wiped their mouths, and walked out of the study holding hands.

The man also cursed.

Chen Yang covered half of his face with one hand, frowned his handsome eyebrows like a toothache, inhaled lightly, and didn't speak for a long time.

It's very uncomfortable to be interrupted for a kiss. It's okay to scold a few words, and it's more or less understandable.

But scolding gays to death is...

Chen Yang glanced at the boy, but the boy leaned against the bookshelf with his eyes closed, presumably he didn't hear him.

That's good, otherwise it will be embarrassing.

When it was almost nine o'clock, there was a great commotion in the train station, which was clear and abrupt in the open space.

Chen Yang pulled up and went out to look at Jane.

It turned out to be the group of young men and women who were dressed very trendy and wanted to play Battle Royale at the station. They ran to the lobby on the first floor.

One of the black-faced thorns held down the security inspection machine, put his cool hand on the table, flipped out quickly, rushed to the train station gate amidst the loud booing of his companions, turned around and laughed wildly.

"Hahahahaha, it's okay!"

The black-faced prickly head walked around the door swaggeringly, with one hand on his hips and the other pointing his middle finger: "I just say that nothing is wrong!"

"You all lost the fuck. As soon as the mobile phone signal comes, the money will be transferred to me immediately! Don't think about losing a dime."

The companions laughed and whistled.

"Can't this go out?"

"Well, I'll just say that if you want to leave the train station, in addition to completing the task, it is nonsense to die."

"Then let's go out too. My shift is the day after tomorrow. My mother, if I stay here until then, I can grow hair, and I will go crazy if I think about it!"

"This is another space, and it should be outside too. I'll go and see if there is another me, and how it compares to me. Maybe my wife and children will be hot on the bed."

"Fuck, it's so emotional, wait for me, I too..."

Several men and women who were playing around were about to reach the security checkpoint, and they all seemed to have their legs and feet tied up, and they all got stuck in vain by coincidence.

"Did you hear?"

"The sound of the train, I seem to hear the sound of the train."

"That's the same voice I heard."

"..."

"Where did the train come from?"

"Rumble..."

The sound of the train rolling over the rails became clearer and closer.

The passengers lying on the glass railing on the second floor also heard the sound, and the relaxed airflow froze.

"There really are trains..."

A male passenger on the escalator kindly shouted: "Young man! You have to get on the bus to complete the task! You can't leave until the task is completed!"

Several men and women downstairs woke up like a dream, and shouted at their companions who were still outside the train station.

"Come back!"

"What the hell are you doing standing there, stop laughing! What the hell are you laughing at, come in!"

"Hurry up!"

"Third! Come in quickly, hurry up—"

The black-faced prickly head stood in place like a needle, not speaking, motionless, the muscles on his face maintained a smug arc.

It's like standing still.

"Besides... besides... besides..."

The train is coming!

Several men and women tugged at each other and staggered backwards. Other passengers also looked out in a daze and panic, only the rainstorm and the distant darkness in their vision.

All of a sudden, a strong gust of wind roared towards everyone, accompanied by a roar that made people's scalps explode.

Immediately afterwards, the young figure outside the door seemed to be crushed by something.

Squash, pop...

Flesh and blood.

Everything was silent, the boy didn't even scream.

In the dark night, except for the howling storm, there is only the sound of the train passing by.

There was a dead silence in the station.

Everyone's breathing stopped, and each of them stared wide-eyed, staring blankly at what was happening outside.

As the strong wind blew, a blood-soaked ticket floated in, and was sent to the station by the wind again, leaving a trail of blood on the ground.

Chen Yang, who appeared in the lobby, took a closer look at the ticket.

k32.