Forces of Temptation

Nan Zhou said, "Wait a little longer."

Hearing this, Li Yinhang's compulsively suppressed flame rose to three points again: "Wait what—"

thump -- thump -- thump --

The huge clock at the station buzzed and made the timekeeping sound, which made people's heart vibrate up and down, making it numb and uncomfortable, as if there were ants crawling around in the heart.

Because the fog was too thick, too much moisture had accumulated on the pointer, and as the bell rang, there was also the crackling sound of water droplets falling on the concrete floor.

The bells were transmitted layer by layer, and a distant crow was startled.

In the mist came the familiar footsteps, accompanied by a bright yellow light source that was gradually approaching.

The flight attendant came to them again, like a firefly, holding a windbreak lamp.

Unlike before, he put on a decent old-fashioned overalls, with a pen pinned to his left breast pocket, and a little smile on his face: "Sir, madam, do you want to get in the car?"

Nan Zhou said, "No."

Hearing this, the flight attendant actually showed a somewhat embarrassed expression, and said, "But I need to fill out the departure record form."

Li Yinhang was startled.

If she remembered correctly, the previous flight attendants would only answer after they asked questions.

If they don't ask, the flight attendant just repeats the same sentence: "Do you want to board?"

This was the first time he took the initiative to answer the phone.

Nanzhou didn't seem to be surprised by this: "You can wait until it's time for the departure to fill in."

The flight attendant sighed softly: "Okay. Then I have to make preparations for departure."

Nanzhou: "Please."

As soon as he took two steps, Nanzhou suddenly asked behind him: "Excuse me, what is the destination of this train?"

The flight attendant turned around and smiled at him: "Of course it's a beautiful and free future."

Li Yinhang watched Nanzhou and the flight attendants question and answer, and a scary idea came to his mind.

... This "person" looks more and more like a person.

This time, the flight attendant did not disappear into the fog again.

Holding the light, he boarded the car through the nearby No. 3 door.

Yuan Mingqing, who was standing by the door, moved away to give him a seat, and watched him go to the blank registration book hanging on the wall of the No. Old fashioned ballpoint pen.

After filling in the date, his pen paused for a moment beside the column of "Number of Crew", and sighed again in distress.

...It seems that Nanzhou's "refusing to clarify whether to board the car" has caused great trouble to his normal work.

He clamped the hard plastic board with a pen clip and stumbled all the way to the cab.

Yuan Mingqing turned around and found that Nan Zhou had also turned on the flashlight, beckoning to himself and Chen Sufeng behind him: "Come here."

On Nan Zhou's lap were three simple pictures.

Yuan Mingqing was a little upset. When he turned on his flashlight to check the content of the painting, he was still complaining: "Why don't you get in the car and see it?"

Regardless of the bad air environment, in the fog, the ability to see things is passively reduced, and the light of the flashlight is only enough to illuminate a small area around.

Li Yinhang also didn't like the atmosphere of the station.

Being in it, the already thin sense of security was suppressed extremely low, as if at any moment a hand would reach out from behind and slap her on the shoulder.

Until she saw the content of the painting clearly, another chill shot up from her heels.

On the paper soaked in the mist, the sketches drawn with pencils looked a little blurry.

But in the three limited papers, Nanzhou tried his best to perfectly restore the bloody scenes in the last three carriages he saw in the car.

The bloodstains are black and white, but due to the reality of the picture, the impact is extremely strong.

Coupled with the soft and rotten feeling of the paper, it feels like the blood oozing from the painting has stained the fingertips, which makes people feel uncomfortable.

Yuan Mingqing took the lead in asking questions on behalf of others: "What is this?"

"Didn't you ask me what I saw in the car when I came back first?" Nan Zhou said, "This is what I saw in the car."

Someone was thrown out of the window.

Someone's eye was pierced by a broken tabletop.

Someone bleeds all over his body and dies in the last carriage.

… It is a picture of hell without the corpse.

Yuan Mingqing laughed in astonishment: "What does this mean?"

"After I came back first, I saw the future of this car before you." Nan Zhou explained concisely, "The things in the painting will definitely happen in the future."

Li Yinhang's heart suddenly brightened.

... The missing piece of the jigsaw puzzle that connects the past and the future has finally fallen where it should fall.

Because Nanzhou's instance had the shortest time, he was arranged to return first.

Only the first person to come back can penetrate a certain gap in time and space and see the future scene inside the train.

It was precisely because of seeing the future that Nan Zhou judged from various traces that it would be difficult for Jiang Fang to catch the train within the scheduled time.

Therefore, Nan Zhou knew from the very beginning that he would stay and wait for Jiang Fang.

Thinking back to the various strange actions that Nanzhou had made, Yuan Mingqing was still dubious: "How do you prove that what you see is the future?"

At present, the only thing in the painting that is consistent with reality is that after Chen Sufeng entered the No. 4 carriage, he accidentally tore down half of the curtains because of staggering.

But in fact, the curtain was only loosened by a small amount.

The blood-stained curtain in the painting is completely invincible.

Nan Zhou said: "I have been proving."

Li Yinhang had a feeling for a moment, and noticed the faint handwriting penetrating from the back of the paper, as if there was content behind it.

She turned the paper over.

When she saw the content behind the paper, she froze immediately, covered her mouth and exclaimed: "Ah!"

In the 1st, 2nd, and 3rd carriages, what Nanzhou saw vividly appeared on the paper.

In the first car, there were soaked hot and spicy vermicelli, and two mineral water bottles rolled in the corner, scalded to the point of softening.

In the second car, there is the departure log hanging on the wall of the car, and the blue ballpoint pen of the same style that was originally worn on the chest of the flight attendant rolled down in the corner.

A table of melon seed shells and magazines were piled up in the third carriage.

The contents of the painting overlap with most of what has happened in the car so far.

"The first time I got in the car, I thought it was supposed to be like this in the car."

Nan Zhou raised his flashlight and looked at the dumbfounded Yuan Mingqing.

Yuan Mingqing's scalp was numb: "... But you find that you are completely different from what I saw."

Nan Zhou nodded: "Yeah. Later, I walked the car from the beginning to the end by myself."

"Normal" returned to the interior of the car, but that was the most abnormal of all.

Every time he took a step, Nan Zhou became more convinced.

——The station is also a copy.

However, what he has to fight is not only time, but also people's hearts.

Li Yinhang could not help but substitute himself for Nanzhou at that time.

If she moved to another place, she would be the first person to witness the strange phenomenon on the train, but she also learned from Yuan Mingqing that the scene inside the train he witnessed was completely different from what she saw, and she would definitely be extremely disturbed. Immediately dragged Yuan Mingqing into the train, explaining the strange phenomena he saw one by one, trying to prove the strangeness of this train.

After all, this "only one person knows what horror is" feeling is too bad.

By analogy, there is a female ghost in the dormitory that only you know exists.

As long as you are an individual, you can't help but share this fear under normal circumstances.

However, this sharing can have devastating consequences.

Because the second person who came back was Yuan Mingqing.

A high-dimensional person who was forced to join the "Cube Ark" halfway and did not establish trust with anyone in the team.

Answering truthfully will not bring you sincerity, but only suspicion.

After all, everyone knew that Nanzhou's only selfishness was Jiang Fang.

If Jiang Fang didn't come back, he would definitely delay the departure time of the train at any cost, even at the expense of himself.

Who knows if he will tell a big lie in order to create a "train danger" atmosphere?

There is no benefit in stating the fact that you "see the future of trains".

Because he has no proof.

So, what did Nanzhou do?

After turning around in the car, he got out of the car calmly.

He never mentioned anything about what happened on the train, but calmly asked Li Yinhang about everything he had experienced in the dungeon.

He was alone, bearing the fear and anxiety that should have been shared equally by all.

"I got off the car and never went up again." Nanzhou said lightly, "When I heard Yinhang said that I would go up to get some food, I thought, let's start."

"The things in the future can only become 'future' little by little if they happen."

"The future needs to be promoted and created by events one by one."

"As long as I don't expose what will happen in the future, then, as time goes forward, I can find evidence to support my statement and make you believe me."

"But if I expose it, the future will change, and I can no longer find a way to prove that what I said is right. In the end, I can't persuade you, and you can't just believe my one-sided words. In the end, you Still going to get on this train."

And the first event that pieced together the future was "Li Yinhang wanted to get in the car to get food".

In this way, the source of the bowl of instant noodles and two bottles of mineral water in the first carriage was settled.

Aware of the emergence of such an incident, Nanzhou has strengthened its idea of ​​"promoting the occurrence of future incidents".

In this process, he can create "evidence" that is enough to convince everyone out of thin air.

Li Yinhang suddenly realized: "So, you asked me for these three pieces of paper—"

Nan Zhou nodded, took Li Yinhang's notebook, opened the part where the page was broken, and aligned the three torn papers.

Strictly fit.

Nan Zhou raised his head, looked at Yuan Mingqing, and said, "In this way, it can be proved that I did not draw this painting in advance."

"After asking for the paper, I never got in the car again. ... You've been watching me, haven't you?"

Nanzhou has become an "observer" independent of the space of the train.

The train itself has become a Schrödinger's box, and all accidental events inside are happening freely.

Including the curtains that Chen Sufeng tore loose because of his unsteady standing, including the hot and spicy fans that Li Yinhang forgot in the first compartment, including the melon seeds that Nan Jixing diligently knocked for Li Yinhang...

These events continue to add up, and as time goes by, step by step into the future.

...to the future where the blood is all over the place.