ID number 019

Chen Yang looked at the notification screen in the lobby, and at some point there was information on four vehicles.

K1856, No. 18, 21:55, the fourth waiting room is on time

T57, the first waiting room at 18:13 on the 20th is on time

3291,17, No. 04, 10:[-], the fifth waiting room is on time

K32,16, No. 09, 35:[-], the ninth waiting room is on time

The columns of departure station and destination station are omitted, only the train number, driving time, waiting room and status.

The shifts of the four vehicles are different, and the departure dates of the trains are also different, irregular.

"K32?"

A small group of bold passengers also got off, and one of them looked at the bloody ticket on the ground from a distance, stared at him, and quickly took out his ticket.

"He's on the same train as me!"

Except for a few people on the second floor, the rest came down. After holding five points and fearing that the three points were nothing to do with him, two points of curiosity gathered around and took a look. The ticket in his hand was indeed K32.

"Are any of you in this car?"

The man looked at the crowd. In such an environment where the situation is unknown, it is human instinct to hold together.

"I am." Someone also took out his own ticket.

"Me too."

The three compared each other, and sure enough they were all K32, but their cars and seats were different.

9 compartment xx hard seat

11 compartment xx hard seat

站票

The passengers were still in shock and didn't know what they were talking about. After discussing for a while, they all returned to the second floor.

The train is invisible and cannot be seen, only the sound of moving from far to near on the track can be heard, but the passenger died under the train and did not hide.

When the train came, he was still smiling and kept laughing.

Weird.

Just like a ghost movie live broadcast.

Everyone was thinking that it would be nice if they didn't run out.

As long as you stay in the station obediently, guard your own waiting room, don't miss the time, and you will be fine when you get on the train.

The hall was silent.

The blood, water and minced meat outside the door were blown in by the wind and rain, and splashed on the ground, as if reappearing from the scene of the crime.

"If you don't die, you won't die. This sentence is truly reflected."

Chen Yang stretched out his head to look: "Where's the head? Where did it go?"

Chao Jian: "..."

"He didn't move, it was the ghost holding him down."

Chen Yang stopped watching immediately.

In fact, he didn't see a ghost, but the back of his neck was still cool.

"What is there to be afraid of ghosts?" Chao Jian was contemptuous and confused, "People have thousands of faces, but ghosts have one side. You are not afraid of people, but of them?"

"You don't understand, I'm just an ordinary person."

Chen Yang said: "For example, out of a thousand people, [-] are horror movie lovers, and [-] like to watch with the curtains and lights off, but none of them are not afraid of real ghosts."

Chao Jian is noncommittal.

Chen Yang curled his lips: "Like Zhang Yan and Lin Yue, they are still afraid when they talk about ghosts. They are also afraid after they have really experienced contact with them. This is instinct."

There was a light scoff at Jane.

"You are an exception." Chen Yang patted his arm on the crutch, "Brother, what I fear the most is you. I am lucky to meet you."

Chao Jian was stunned.

Chen Yang took a picture of the information on the big screen with his mobile phone.

"Go back to the library?"

There was no response, Chen Yang turned his head to look at the young man, saw that he turned his head, seemed to be studying the K32 ticket, and asked, "Do you want to pick it up?"

Chao Jian: "What?"

Chen Yang: "..." Was she in a daze just now?

"I mean, this ticket," Chen Yang pointed, "does it still work?"

Shaking his head at Jane.

Chen Yang didn't pick it up anymore. He thought about it and took a photo of the ticket: "Now I only know that I will die when I get out of the station. No other clues have come out, so I can't deduce the rules."

As soon as he finished speaking, that ticket was picked up by an obedient young man who appeared out of nowhere. He held the ticket in front of his nose and leaned closer to smell it.

As if smelling something, he smacked his lips.

Just as Chen Yang was about to speak, the young man suddenly turned his head to look over and flicked off the ticket.

"Handsome guy, you didn't pick up this ticket, it's mine."

When it's over, take it away.

Such a ticket soaked in the blood of the dead, even if you shake it vigorously, the blood will come out, and you dare to put it in your mouth.

The problem of holding things is very serious.

Chen Yang withdrew his gaze, frowned and asked the young man, "Didn't you say the ticket was useless? Why did he take it away? He still looks like he snatched it away."

Chao Jian said: "It's just pretending."

Chen Yang: "..."

That guy probably wanted to pretend and mislead them. To put it bluntly, he was just playing with them.

"His name is Wen Qing." An old and powerful voice sounded from behind.

Chen Yang turned his head and pulled off his mask politely: "Hello."

Chao Jian also pulled down the mask a little, raised her jaw slightly, revealing her deep browbones and high bridge of nose.

"There are quite a few old people this time." The white-bearded old man was still holding the newspaper, his drooping eyelids were stretched open, revealing the sharp eyes of an eagle. He first looked at Chen Yang, then Chao Jian, staring at him, and then Go see Chen Yang.

After patrolling for a moment, he took a step back.

Seemingly realizing that his behavior was abnormal, the old man took another step back to hide it, looked back, and said politely and officially: "Both children, I hope we can all leave alive."

Chen Yang watched the old man disappear from sight in bewilderment, what was the other party staring at for a long time?And it seems... jealous?

There is also that obedient young man named Wen Qing, who looks for trouble when he has nothing to do, and has a lot of fun.

The long-haired man never showed up from the train incident to the end, and he didn't know where he was at the train station.

So far, the three old people that Chen Yang has discovered have distinct characteristics, they act alone, and there is no sign of any intention to cooperate.

Chen Yang and Chao Jian didn't go back to the study, they walked aimlessly on the first floor.

The TV screens where the commercials are shown are all black, and the Qingcheng station in the mission world is not popular at all, like the end of the world.

Chen Yang found the ugly orange that was trampled, half of it stuck to the ground like a paste, half of it was good, and there was a whole one around it that was not trampled on.

I have seen it all.

Chen Yang picked up the ugly tangerine, picked up a long green handle, tore off two leaves, one large and one small, and peeled the tangerine. The scent was so strong that the smell of blood coming in from the station gate was suppressed a little.

Chao Jian suddenly raised her crutches and pushed Chen Yang away.

The next moment, just above where Chen Yang was standing, the billboard fell down.

If Chen Yang hadn't dodged, his head would have been blown away.

Chen Yang swallowed, gave the boy the ugly orange that had been peeled off by a third, and said with a pale face, "Did you see a ghost?"

Chao Jian leaned her body weight on a crutch, took the ugly orange, and tore it aside in the direction he peeled it: "No."

"What about the billboard..."

"Your good luck didn't last to this round." Chao Jian said.

Chen Yang knew that he was unlucky more than three years ago, and now he heard the word "good luck" from the young man's mouth, and his mood was a little complicated. Being able to partner with him in the last mission was indeed that word.

"There will be similar accidents?"

Chao Jian bent slightly to look at him, and jumped out word by word: "You will die."

Chen Yang didn't panic, he was very calm: "Everyone is mortal, this is the law of nature, no one can escape, but I don't think I will die in this mission."

"You will die here."

Chao Jian supplemented the previous sentence, and the tone was still the same, mechanically cold and dull, a little creepy.

Chen Yang: "..."

"What did I cook for you tonight?"

Chao Jian ignored his temptation to lose IQ as soon as he encountered ghosts: "If you don't want to die, just follow me."

Chen Yangxin said, I only follow you, other people can't believe it.

Chao Jian took off the mask, broke off a piece of orange flesh and threw it into her mouth, stretched her face critically, and threw the ugly orange left in her hand to Chen Yang.

Chen Yang suddenly turned his face to the left corner: "There seems to be someone."

Chao Jian put on the mask back: "It's ugly, don't worry about it."

Chen Yang twitched his lips. In this person's opinion, all the handsome and beautiful are ugly, all of them.

It was only a second or two of being peeped at just now, but Chen Yang still felt a sense of familiarity.

The feeling of being targeted by a wolf dog with a smirk.

is to the east.

He doubted himself.

Chen Yang glanced at the corner, walked closer unconsciously, and found that Xiang Dong was no longer there, only the companions of the first passenger who died.

Three men and one woman, no more laughing and joking before.

"Is the third child really dead?"

"Maybe he returned to the real Qingcheng Station, and being run over to death was just a hallucination, scaring us."

"Yes, yes, it must be so. The train is invisible. How could it hit someone? The blood, flesh, and internal organs are all fake. It must be an illusion!"

The boys fell silent again, their eyes reddened by the smoke and their wills scorched.

The girl leaning against the wall suddenly took off the small ginger-colored leather bag she was wearing slung in front of her, and threw it at them vigorously.

"You guys killed him!"

The three boys all scolded: "It's none of our business, he is the one who wants to go out!"

The girl also scolded: "You don't bet with him, he will do that?"

"Fuck, it's as if you are innocent, doesn't he want to show off in front of you?"

"Don't tell us you don't know he likes you!"

The girl was accused by them, and she turned pale and complained loudly: "What does that have to do with me, I don't like him!"

"Don't like you hanging?"

"When did I hang up? I told him that I don't like him anymore, okay? If you don't believe me, ask him!"

"Everyone is dead, ask whoever you ask, just say you are a bitch, and the third child is still fucking treating you..."

"Fourth! It's alright, stop arguing, okay. The important thing now is to complete the task and leave. The four of us and the third are not on the same shift, nor are we together. We are all separated, and we should all be careful."

"The third child is the earliest class, followed by me. In the early morning of the 17th, I have to find a place to fall asleep, so that the time can pass quickly. I can't stay in this damn place."

"Fuck, don't you mention that line? Don't mention it, please brother!"

"..."

Chen Yang turned back to the young man, and accidentally caught a glimpse of a thin figure, and the one who was timid was the man with glasses.

If you don't pay attention, it will be gone.

If Chen Yang is not mistaken, the direction of the glasses man's gaze is not him, but the door diagonally opposite, a snack shop.

From his point of view, there are only instant noodles placed high.

Chen Yang focused on recalling the minute reaction of the man with glasses. It wasn't because he was hungry and wanted to eat, but because he was afraid...?

He was about to go to the snack shop, but his calf just hurt.

The crutches were drawn up, this time the strength was much heavier than before.

Chen Yang didn't get angry, he was dumbfounded.

The sound of crutches stopped beside him, and the young man's cold voice came out of the mask: "What did I tell you?"

The answer flashed through Chen Yang's mind very quickly: "I will pay attention to it later."

Keep up, this is the point, he forgot.

Chao Jane stared at him without saying a word.

Chen Yang said solemnly: "I must control my feet."

Walking a few steps towards Jian on crutches, he stopped: "Chen Yang."

The first time he heard the boy call his name, Chen Yang was stunned: "Ang."

"My leg injury is not healed, and I can't walk fast."

The young man turned his back to him, a section of chestnut hair was clean and tidy at the back of his head, his breath was indifferent, and he couldn't see what his expression was: "If you don't follow me closely, I won't even have time to save you."

Chen Yang pursed his lips, and felt that it was his own problem. If he wanted to trust this ally, he had to do what he said, without adding troubles outside the mission, and reducing the chance and inertia of acting alone.

The boy spoke again, and knocked his cane on the ground: "Aren't you going to the snack shop?"

"Ah yes."

Chen Yang walked towards the boy: "You also found that man, could he be an old man?"

"It's a newcomer."

Chao Jian looked at the snack shop, stopped Chen Yang with a cane, and let him walk behind her: "It should have a special physique."

Chen Yang was one step behind him: "What kind of physique?"

"Maybe I can see ghosts."

Chen Yang didn't want to go into the snack shop anymore.

But his partner had already walked in, and he promised to "keep close", so he had no choice but to bite the bullet and catch up with him.

Just like the station, the store is brightly lit and not very big. There are only three shelves, one against the glass window, one against the wall, and the other in the middle.

Chen Yang kicked the green shopping basket, the movement made his tense nerve endings tremble, and he said softly, "Where is the ghost? I didn't see it."

"Without a special constitution, usually humans cannot see ghosts unless they want to be seen."

Taking a step towards Jane, Chen Yang followed, still holding onto his crutch.

The two rubbed their arms against each other, their elbows bumped into their elbows, and the sound of clothes rubbing against each other continued from the entrance of the store to the innermost part.

Chao Jane stopped.

Chen Yang stared straight at the wall with a stiff back, not daring to turn his head: "You also have that kind of physique?"

"No."

Chao Jian touched something with her crutches, and Chen Yang looked down and saw that it was a lighter with faded paint.

The red one has the word "Zhonghua" on it.

When Chen Yang was in school, he bought this kind of lighter when he first learned to smoke. He remembered that it was one yuan and three.

It is estimated that it is rare to see in the market now.

Chao Jian touched the lighter again, and pushed it directly to Chen Yang's feet: "Pick it up and take it away."

Chen Yang didn't want to.

Chao Jian said: "Hurry up."

As soon as Chen Yang heard this word, a first-level work alarm sounded in his brain. Before anyone else could react, he grabbed the lighter and kicked it into his pocket.

The glass door of the shop was pushed open, and light footsteps came in.

Chen Yang closed the zipper on the outside of his pocket, poked his head from the shelf, and found that the person who came was the freckled girl who reminded him that he stepped on instant noodles.

She is also one of the missionaries this time.

The girl with freckles seemed to have good eyesight, and she saw Chen Yang immediately: "Ah."

Chen Yang waved his hand to say hello.

The freckled girl tidied her two braids shyly, and walked over with her head down, making another ahhhhhh and sign language gestures.

Chen Yang didn't understand.

The freckled girl scratched her hair in frustration, then tiptoed to the chocolates on the shelf.

Chen Yang said, "You want it?"

"Yeah." The freckled girl Chickie nodded.

Chen Yang reached out and took down the chocolate.

The freckle girl picked it up with both hands, glanced at the price, took out the corresponding money from her bag and put it on the cash register, she tilted her head and smiled innocently at Chen Yang.

Chen Yang didn't take off his mask to show his face, he wasn't sure if this girl was a newcomer, or if she was really dumb.

Besides, the timing of her entering the shop was a bit coincidental.

Chen Yang is not naive, Chao Jian said that his luck in this mission is bad and he needs to be more careful.

It was cold in the train station in the middle of the night.

There were passengers in the four waiting rooms of one, four, five, and nine. They were shivering with cold, and they didn't dare to go out for a walk, so they had to add clothes to themselves and wrapped them like bears.

At this time, all the people who come out to activities are old people. It is late at night, and ghosts and monsters love to haunt, which is good for finding clues.

Chen Yang waited and watched from a place with a good viewing angle.

The long-haired man, the old man, Wen Qing, and the unexpected Xiang Dong showed up from various hiding places.

In the 26-person team, there are only six old people, and the other [-] are all newcomers. This ratio is far lower than what Chen Yang thought. He thinks there may be some newcomers hiding among the newcomers.

"painter!"

Stride towards the east towards the long-haired man, wrapping his strong arms around him.

The long-haired man put gloves on his hands, the kind of disposable ones that eat chicken legs in fast food restaurants, he attached each finger to the gloves, took out the spray from the pocket of the windbreaker and sprayed it on the place that was touched by the east, and it was good for him What was said, the sallow face was very serious.

Xiangdong let out a contemptuous laugh.

Chen Yang was surprised that the long-haired man was a painter, and he never thought that he knew Xiang Dong.

The two seem to be old teammates.

Chen Yang unconsciously wanted to inquire about Xiang Dongna, but the crutch hit the ground in front of him, and his feet retracted silently.

"The painter knows Xiang Dong, the old man knows Wen Qing, the team of six, the two are divided."

As Chen Yang said, he found that the four people went down the two escalators respectively, and their destination was the newsstand on the first floor.

"There are only two books and newspapers on the first floor."

Chen Yang has had enough sleep during the day, and he will be extra energetic: "Let's search on the second floor. There are in every waiting room. Although it is not as big as the one downstairs, there are also a lot of papers."

Chao Jian said: "They will come to the second floor soon after searching the first floor, let them search first."

Chen Yang had no objection: "Then us?"

Chao Jane glanced at the nine waiting rooms.

Chen Yang said: "There is no one in the five waiting rooms of [-]."

Chao Jian was speechless.

Chen Yang tentatively asked, "Do you want to go to the fourth waiting room?"

Their trains are waiting there.

Chao Jian's eyes stopped at one place.

Chen looked up to see the ninth waiting room, K32.

There were originally four passengers on this trip, and one died, leaving three.

All are middle-aged men.

When Chen Yang followed Chao Jian, the sound of snoring lingered in the waiting room.

Three middle-aged people huddled together to sleep on the chairs by the wall, and they were covered with someone's big flower quilt, which was very bright red and green.

"..."

Chen Yang closed the door, and asked the young man as if he hadn't seen anything: "The waiting room is so big, how do we search? One by one chair?"

"boom"

He swung his cane at Jane and smashed the chair.

The three middle-aged people woke up immediately, swearing obscenities.

"Bang" "Bang" "Bang"

The chair was smashed by the crutches and made a terrifying sound.

The cursing stopped.

The middle-aged age group, no matter what industry they are in, has certain life experiences and life experiences, and their temperament can be defined as mature relatively.

Chao Jian would not be able to do the communication work between the old and the new, so Chen Yang was required to do it.

As a newly released old man, Chen Yang tried to chat with the three newcomers about their identity numbers, mission death and survival.

The three of them listened to the story all the time.

Chen Yang was extremely disappointed in his heart, this task was misleading everyone, the passenger who passed the death gave an obvious safety loophole, as long as he didn't go out, didn't remember the wrong time, and got on the bus on time.

Such malicious and crude misleading, the newcomers didn't notice it, and they didn't take it seriously after reminding them.

Chen Yang was a little anxious. The train station was too big, and it was not enough to rely on old people to find clues. New people were still needed.

But the current sense of crisis is far from enough. The newcomers can't get together, and they can't exert their strength in one place. It's useless, and it will interfere with the progress of the task.

No one spoke in the waiting room.

The three middle-aged people made eye contact. They actually thought that the young man who told them about the task was good, but the man on crutches scared them and had violent tendencies.

"Little brother, when did you and your friend get in the car?"

Chen Yang looked at the bald middle-aged man who asked the question: "Number 18."

"Then it's still early for you." The bald middle-aged man said, "We're leaving tomorrow morning. Do what you want to do yourself. We just want to wait here for the bus."

Chen Yang felt a sense of powerlessness: "It's not that easy, they won't let us get in the car."

"Who are they?"

"Ghost." Chen Yang said the word with difficulty.

It was as if a dark wind had blown in the waiting room in vain, and the three middle-aged men cried out angrily.

"Little brother, why are you bluffing? There are no ghosts in the real world!"

Chen Yang said meaningfully: "Is this world the real world?"

All three were questioned.

They don't understand what space others say, they only know that this is not the real world, and those passengers who disappeared are at the real Qingcheng Station, the place they want to go back to.

Chen Yang was glad that the three newcomers didn't ask any more questions. If they continued to ask, he should be asked to death.

It is dangerous to wait for a long time.

As long as you find out the rules and find a way not to violate them, you can live until the start time.

But they also don't know what the rules are.

To find, to speculate.

Chen Yang thought that when she told Wu Yu that there might be ghosts in the next mission, she told him that he must abide by the rules and not believe too much.

That is to say, if you abide by it, you will not be able to live.

Chen Yang sighed, he had to roll out the rules before he could think about the rest.

He looked at the boy's closed eyes and fell into deep thought. The first mission was related to the mission he got, and the small bread he tried made him immune.

I don't know who got the reminder in this mission.

Either is possible.

"lighter."

The voice next to his ear made Chen Yang tremble, and when he saw the boy's opened eyes, there was a clear light inside.

Chen Yang took out the lighter, pressed it with his thumb uncontrollably, wiped it, and flames burst out.

The lighter still works.

"This lighter..."

A middle-aged worker said "Hey" and was speechless.

Chen Yang looked puzzled: "What's the matter, uncle."

The middle-aged worker sighed: "I just think of a fellow worker."

"Didn't there be a vicious revenge incident at our Qingcheng station three years ago? Several innocent passengers died, and my coworker was inside."

"It was August, and I was also at the station. He and I were going to resume work in Champa. We were all checking tickets. He, hey,"

Grief poured out of the rough face of the worker: "He found that he had lost his lighter, so he refused to listen to my advice and insisted on looking back. He went downstairs when he couldn't find it in the waiting room, died in the lobby, and finally missed it." car."

"His lighter is like this." The worker pointed to the lighter in Chen Yang's hand.

The other two middle-aged people had read the news, but they couldn't remember the details. They didn't know if they had read the inside story, and they couldn't understand it.

"A lighter is only a few dollars, and this kind of one is even cheaper, a few cents."

"His niece bought it for her, with small characters engraved on it."

"That's really..."

Chen Yang was still lying down that year and didn't wake up, so he didn't know about this incident. He didn't know if the lighter attracted ghosts, but he only saw an extra human face outside the waiting room door.

Another man with glasses.

This time Chen Yang didn't let him run away.

The man with glasses is called Sun Xingxing. He said that he can't see ghosts, but can feel their existence occasionally.

There are snack shops and waiting rooms, all from lighters.

Chen Yang observed the thin man in front of him, who could be overwhelmed by a piece of paper: "Then can you feel their gender?"

Sun and his party were dumbfounded.

Chen Yang repeated again, male ghost and female ghost, he is more afraid of the latter one.

Hair disheveled, red clothes fluttering, white clothes Feifei and the like are terrifying.

Facing Chen Yang's dark eyes, Sun Xingxing shook his head dullly: "I'm sorry, I can't feel it."

Chen Yang suppressed his regret: "There is nothing to be sorry about."

He took out the thermos cup and drank a couple of sips of water, and said incoherently, "You led us to the snack shop and came to the waiting room to look for us, because you want us to see your value."

"You want to follow us?"

Chen Yang was surprised, and the rookies are not without brains, choosing to stand in line is a normal trend.

It's just that he didn't expect that this person would choose him with Chao Jian, and dared to find him himself.

This move is not easy at all, it requires both courage, courage and intelligence.

The man's mind was exposed on the spot, his thin back trembled, and he blushed embarrassingly. He drooped his hairy head, and put on a begging gesture, cautiously: "Is it okay?"

Chen Yang glanced at his partner who closed his eyes and meditated, seeing that he didn't respond, he said, "Yes."

"If you feel a ghost, tell me immediately."

Sun and his party were flattered, and smiled at him flatteringly: "Thank you, thank you, I will!"

"He doesn't seem to have any malicious intentions." Sun Xingxing glanced at the lighter timidly.

Chen Yang put the lid on the thermos cup, it's a ghost without malice.

Fortunately, the ghost didn't let him see himself, so his psychological construction was maintained and he was a little more relaxed.

As soon as Chao Jian woke up, Sun and his party got up from the chair next to Chen Yang, hugged his briefcase tightly, and moved to a place that was neither far nor close.

Chen Yang turned to Chao Jian: "You asked me to take out the lighter, not to lure Sun and his party, but to show that worker."

Zhao Jian swiped open the phone screen, flicked it a few times with clean fingertips, and turned the phone sideways in front of him.

On the screen are screenshots that Chao Jian saved on the way to the station, two of them are the same person, and there is an interview underneath.

The one in the screenshot is that worker.

In the interview, he told about the murder of his fellow workers, which was almost the same as what he had previously dictated.

Chen Yang's eyes quickly passed over the sleeping workers several rows away: "Could it be that he lied, the workers were actually killed by him, and now the workers who have become ghosts want to seek revenge from him?"

Zhao Jian looked at him with contempt.

Chen Yang coughed: "Most ghost stories are ghost revenge, and very few of them will harm people for no reason."

"Zhao Yuan is right." Chao Jian stroked the wrinkles on his legs, "If you mention them too much, you will call them over."

Chen Yang mentioned it many times: "..."

"I've searched. The two workers are from the same town. They have been working together for many years. They are like brothers."

Chao Jian poked Chen Yang's sneakers with a cane: "The living one is kind to the dead one, and has helped him and his family many times."

Chen Yang didn't want to talk about his childish behavior, just let him poke: "Then you want to..."

Chao Jian didn't intend to speak at all.

Chen Yang took off his baseball cap and scratched his head vigorously. He pinched the brim of the hat and flipped the cap into his arms, and then flipped it back again. After repeated several times, his eyes opened: "I see! You want to see if the ghost can keep the lighter?" This worker, don't let him die."

"If he dies, it means that the ghosts in the station can't attack the tasker. If he died, it is very likely that he was killed by the rules."

Chao Jian asked nonchalantly, "Have you seen Niu Litian?"

Chen Yang was looking at the small characters under the lighter, it was "Ping An", he was a little distracted: "I have seen it."

"You won't leave without a whip." Chao Jian squinted at him, "Like you."

Chen Yang was speechless.

The temperature under the chair seemed to be more than ten degrees lower, and Chen Yang's feet were frozen. The more he recalled all the thoughts and plans of the young man, the stiffer his feet became.

This man was a natural fit for the mission world.

The lighter was secretly put into the worker's luggage by Chen Yang.

Let the ghost follow him.

Chen Yang hoped that the workers would not die. Ghosts are scary, but they also have weaknesses, but the rules are invincible.

Outside the ninth waiting room, Sun and his party were so sleepy that they leaned against the bookstall and dozed off. They were thin, their cheap suits were wrinkled, and their old black briefcase was still tightly hugged in their arms.

Chao Jian sat on the stool of the vendor, casually reading a newspaper.

Chen Yang didn't have the stamina of a young man, he could hold it for a long time, he turned everything he came across, turning the mess into a mess.

Nothing but sore hands.

"It would be nice if my sister was here, her dream is to be a detective."

Chen Yang said this involuntarily, was taken aback for a moment, and turned to look at the boy: "How old are you?"

The young man didn't raise his brows, and his attention was on the newspapers. Chen Yang guessed that he would not answer, so he lowered his eyes to tidy up the bookstall, and just after finishing two books, he heard: "Nineteen."

Chen Yang stopped what he was doing, and said, "My sister is as old as you when she's still alive."

"You are six years younger than me." Chen Yang murmured.

Chao Jian threw the newspaper on the bookstall, her eyes darkened: "No?"

Chen Yang chuckled: "Okay, why not, it's nice to be young."

The second half of the sentence is vaguely vague, 25 is not old, he has an aging mentality, his heart is like a rusty machine, and it is only when he enters the mission world that he feels the intense and explosive feeling.

Chen Yang remembered something and leaned forward: "You are still studying."

Zhao Jian lowered her eyes and continued to read the newspaper: "Suspend school."

Chen Yang's eyes were more curious: "Then what major did you study abroad?"

Chao Jian did not respond.

Chen Yang thought of his major and stopped talking.

As his hands kept touching the books and magazines, the smell of ink stained his hand, Chen Yang scratched his face inadvertently, and his face was also stained.

"The four people on the first floor didn't know if they found anything, but there was no movement..."

While Chen Yang thought about it, the escalator on one side slowly went up, and Wen Qing came up.

"Hi handsome, good evening."

Wen Qing approached with the steps of an old cat, with the same ink smell and inferior quality as Chen Yang: "Is there any gain?"

He didn't look at the court slips, and went straight to Chen Yanglai, and asked familiarly: "How many times have you participated?"

Chen Yang's impression of him was that he was pretending to be aggressive and bad, and he didn't really want to talk.

"Mr. Feng is a fortune teller,"

Wen Qing held up his fingers against a book, and turned his fingertips flexibly, and the book also rotated at the same frequency: "This time the task is not to come in directly, the ticket is there first, he made a plan for our trip before departure ..."

Wen Qing deliberately elongated his voice to tantalize his appetite, but neither listener was hooked.

"Cut, it's boring."

Wen Qing threw away the book and turned to leave, but at that moment, she reached out to pull the string of the mask that Chen Yang was wearing behind her ears, trying to pull it and then let it go as a prank.

Then the picture of Xiang Dong's hand being almost broken appeared again.

Wen Qing's obedient face suddenly twisted, fuck fuck fuck!Fuck me!

The damned tall man with broken legs actually knows the structure of the human body very well. The bones in his hands are not broken, but the pain is spreading and intensifying.

Wen Qing endured it but still couldn't, and let out a womanly scream: "Ah!"

There was also a simultaneous cry in the waiting room.

As soon as the atmosphere in front of the bookstall changed, Wen Qing ran in first.

Chen Yang adhered to the principle of "following closely", and waited for Chao Jian to get on the crutches before leaving, and he did not forget to call Sun and his party who were on the ground.

That sound came from the worker, who said he was going back with his head bald.

Wen Qing squatted on the chair and tossed a coin with her uninjured hand: "Wow, I'm back."

The posture of watching a play.

The misery in front of the bookstall was completely gone.

Sun Xinghang held his briefcase hunched over and bowed his head, as if habitually lowering his sense of existence, wishing to become a speck of dust.

Can't count on it at all.

Chen Yang took a deep breath and calmly asked the worker, "Did you see it with your own eyes?"

"No." The worker said, "I couldn't sleep, so I just played games on my mobile phone. I made sure the door of the waiting room was closed. No one came in. If he disappeared, he must have gone back."

Another mid-aged man slapped his face on the back of the chair: "He must have found a way to go back. He sneaked away and didn't tell us. It's a shame that I gave him cigarettes. He's so fucking disrespectful!"

Chen Yang was not afraid of these unfamiliar living people, but he was afraid that the ghost of a lighter would suddenly appear in front of him. He stretched his back and searched the luggage of the three middle-aged men with his eyes.

They were all ordinary things, nothing abnormal was found.

wrong!

Chen Yang stared at the direction of his fingers: "Whose are those two plastic barrels?"

"bald."

After the worker finished speaking, he looked at Sanqifen: "Why is his bucket still here?"

"The luggage of the other passengers who disappeared is gone."

Chen Yang's throat was dry: "The person may be in the barrel."

The worker and Sanqifen were dumbfounded: "Who is in the barrel? Who is it? Brother, are you kidding me?"

"Take off the lid on the top of the bucket and take a look."

Chen Yang approached his partner as he spoke, grabbing the cold crutch.

The two middle-aged men didn't believe it, and didn't remove the cover, they just fell down on the chair and muttered.

"How is it possible, the bald man is not tall, but he is an adult anyway, how could he fit into this kind of bucket."

"Two more, how can a person fit into two buckets..."

"It's fine if you chop it up." Chao Jian, who had been silent all this time, said.