When AI intelligent people meet fierce gods

The carriage in front of me was empty, not a single person was seen, and it was eerily silent.

"The last subway? No, there are less people in Lujiang City, and today's subway train has ended... I know! This is a hidden mission!"

Zhao Junxuan first frowned, thought for a while, and then suddenly realized, he dragged Yi Qi and walked towards the carriage.

"Six contestants, but your ticket is the only one missing. You must have triggered the hidden mission. The missing ticket should be on the subway." He said with bright eyes.

Yi Qi stared at the open car door, frowning slightly: "This is a subway train, not a car. Are you sure how much the live broadcast company is willing to pay to temporarily rent a car for the program effect brought by a hidden mission?" Take the subway?"

Hearing what he said, Zhao Junxuan also stopped and hesitated.

But the time for the subway to stop on the platform was only 1 minute. Just as he was hesitating for a moment, the door of that carriage slowly closed, and it was about to close.

Zhao Junxuan suddenly became impatient, and hurriedly dragged his companion forward, before the door closed, the two squeezed into the compartment.

The doors closed, the subway restarted, and the scene outside the window was only darkness.

Standing firm, Zhao Junxuan breathed a sigh of relief, and explained to Yi Qi: "Hidden missions are rare, and the points after completing the missions are also high, so we can only seize the opportunity."

After all, he comforted: "Don't worry, although the hidden mission is difficult, if we fail, it will not delay our continuation of the competition, and the live broadcast company will guarantee the safety of the participating guests."

Yi Qi lowered his eyes and sighed silently: "Forget it, let's check the current environment first."

The car they were in was no different from an ordinary subway car, except for the two of them, there were no other passengers around, and it was a bit scary to be empty.

The facilities inside the carriage are a bit outdated, as if they have been used for many years but no one has maintained them. There are still some traces of rust in some inconspicuous places.

There was a lot of rubbish lying on the floor, indicating that it hadn't been cleaned in a long time.

Yi Qi frowned, walked around the messy garbage, and walked to the next carriage.

In the live broadcast room, the audience also became excited when they saw this.

[There is a hidden mission, it's so rare!I have watched so many ghost shows, the organizers rarely add hidden missions, only a few times. 】

[Even if hidden tasks are occasionally triggered, there are even fewer guests who can successfully complete them. The difficulty of these tasks is too high, which will test the ability of the guests. 】

【Hey!Didn't I earn money as an audience?I have never seen a hidden mission before, can Teacher Zhao and Xiao Baimao complete the mission? 】

[It's hard to say, it's too difficult after all... Wait!Have you noticed that since the two anchors entered the subway, they can no longer be seen in the public live broadcast room, and can only be watched in their respective small live broadcast rooms? 】

【I go!I went to the public broadcast room to watch it just now, and it really is like this!The cameras arranged by the organizer at each mission point couldn't capture the two anchors at all. Could it be that there were no cameras installed in advance in this subway train? 】

[Maybe this is the hidden mission!There is no camera in the hidden mission location, and it can only be watched through the host's personal live broadcast room. 】

While the discussion on Nanfeng's barrage in the live broadcast room was intense, Yi Qi and Zhao Junxuan had already walked through three or four carriages.

The subway is very long, so naturally there are more than one carriage.

There was no one in the first few cars, until stepping into the current car, Yi Qi immediately noticed with sharp eyes that there was a group of shivering black shadows huddled under the seat in the corner of the car.

He tiptoed over and found that it was a young girl, rolling herself into a ball.

This little girl who appeared inexplicably was only about three or four years old, her big black eyes were full of panic, and there were a few bruises on her baby's fat cheeks. It was unknown who had beaten her.

Yi Qi stretched out his hands, trying to hug her out.

But the little girl just crouched under the seat and trembled, refusing to come out desperately.

"Mom is coming, she's coming to look for me." Her voice trembled, her eyes filled with tears, "Mom is very scary, she often yells at me!"

Yi Qi lowered his voice, as if comforting a frightened kitten, and coaxed softly: "Don't be afraid, we are good people, good people are not afraid of your mother."

And this little girl like a kitten hid vigilantly in the corner. After a long time, she whispered: "I'm afraid that my mother will hit me..."

"I won't let my mother beat you!" Yi Qi frowned slightly, with a firm tone, "Young human children should not live under the threat of domestic violence."

The little girl stared at him fixedly, and after a while, she poked her head out hesitantly and crawled out from under the seat.

She asked timidly, "Who are you?"

Yi Qi picked up the poor child and teased her: "Before asking someone's name, you should introduce yourself first."

The little girl bit her fat and short fingers and said, "My name is Yingying, and my mother's name is Zhu Meixiu. This is my bus ticket."

She held a crumpled ticket in her hand and showed it to the two of them.

This ticket is old and old, it has been crumpled and folded countless times, the handwriting on it is blurred, and it exudes a vaguely fishy and salty smell.

On the back of the ticket, there is a little girl's head in black and white, like a portrait, and there is a line of inconspicuous text beside it:

[Han Yingying died three years, five months, 23 days and three hours ago. 】

Yi Qi glanced at the text on the ticket, his pupils silently scanned the little girl's facial features, and soon searched the database for an old news message.

"The Husband Cheated, His Wife Jumped Off the Subway Platform With Their Daughter! "

Three years ago, there was an ordinary family in Lujiang City. The husband was surnamed Han.

His wife Zhu Meixiu begged repeatedly, but to no avail.

She found that her husband refused to look back, and in a fit of anger, she took her daughter who was still in kindergarten and jumped into the tracks when the subway entered the station, and both of them died tragically under the wheels.

At that time, this incident shocked the entire Lujiang City, and many media reported the news.

Under the pressure of public opinion, the cheating husband quickly lost his job, and the husband's new lover left him mercilessly after discovering that he had lost his future and money.

The husband, who lost both his family and his source of income, soon became down and out, and finally had to leave Lujiang City in despair.

And the youngest daughter who unfortunately died in the emotional entanglement between her parents was called Han Yingying.

The photos left behind by Han Yingying look exactly the same as the little girl in front of her.

At this time, Zhao Junxuan also leaned over, looked at the words on the ticket, thought carefully, patted his forehead, and suddenly said: "I remembered!"

As a local resident who grew up in Lujiang City, he naturally knew about the news that caused a sensation in the city three years ago.

He looked at the girl in Yiqi's arms, and couldn't help but wonder: "Such a young child is also a staff member of the organizer? Responsible for playing the role of NPC in the hidden mission?"

"The acting skills are too good, the acting is as real as it is, and the atmosphere is immediately heightened. I was taken aback just now... The little girl must be a child star recruited by the organizer!"

Yi Qi looked down at the little girl, but didn't speak.

The child sat in his arms, so close to him that he could detect no signs of life.

No breathing, no heartbeat, no blood circulation... He held the little girl in his arms like a lump of ice!

The text on the ticket was correct. The little girl named Han Yingying died tragically three years ago.

Out of reason, Yi Qi didn't directly expose the truth on the spot, but instead held Han Yingying calmly and walked to the next carriage.

Han Yingying looked at him, then looked back at Zhao Junxuan, a little uneasiness appeared on her immature cheeks.

She lay on Yi Qi's shoulder and asked softly, "Big brother, what are you looking for?"

"Looking for my ticket."

"You don't have a ticket?"

"Only I don't have a ticket."

The uneasiness on Han Yingying's expression was even worse.

She looked left and right, then leaned into Yi Qi's ear, and said in the smallest voice: "People without tickets are not welcome here."

"Mom hates passengers without tickets the most. Everyone hates passengers who evade fares! Those who evaded fares before got on the bus and never had a chance to get off."

She seemed to like Yi Qi very much, so she reminded in a low voice: "Don't let them know that you don't have a ticket."

Yi Qi understood: "They? It seems that there are not only you and your mother in this subway train."

Han Yingying shrank into his arms, flattened her mouth, and refused to speak again.

At this time, Yi Qi and the two had already walked into the next carriage, and saw another person in the carriage.

It was a drunken bum with dirty and smelly clothes, ill-fitting shoes kicked aside, stinking feet, a thick layer of grime on his neck, who had obviously not bathed in a long time.

The homeless man was carrying half a bottle of soju in his hand, and he didn't know how he brought the drink to the subway.At this moment, he was lying on the seat drunkenly, and there was even a puddle of stinky vomit next to him!

Zhao Junxuan frowned when he smelled the smell.

Although he was disgusted in his heart, he also knew that the other party must be an important NPC, and there must be relevant clues on him, so he could only suppress his nausea, bypass the puddle of vomit, and push the homeless man as politely as possible: "Please wake up!" Wake up!"

When the homeless man was woken up, he rubbed his eyes angrily, and muttered, "Don't let people sleep... What do you want?"

Yi Qi walked forward with the child in his arms, and lied very naturally: "We are the ticket inspectors, please show your ticket now."

"Fare inspector... go to his grandma's ticket inspector, why don't you check those fare evaders..."

The homeless man was probably really drunk. While muttering and complaining, while shaking his hands, he took out a dirty ticket from his pocket.

After handing out the ticket, the homeless man tilted his head and fell asleep again.

Yi Qi took the ticket, which also had the black and white portrait of the homeless man printed on it, as well as the name of the homeless man.

[Li Jiafu, died four years, three months, seventeen days and five hours ago. 】

He quickly searched the database for information about the death of homeless people.

Li Jiafu, originally from Jincun, Lujiang City, was diagnosed with a mental illness when he was in high school. After growing up, his mental problems still did not improve, sometimes sober and sometimes crazy.

There are many brothers and sisters in his family, and his family is poor, so after his parents learned that he was hopeless for treatment, they regarded him as a burden and drove him out of the house when he became an adult.

Abandoned by his relatives, Li Jiafu became a crazy homeless man, moving around in various cities, begging for a living.

After wandering around for several years, he returned to his hometown, but was still rejected by his parents.

So four years ago, Li Jiafu came to No. 10 subway station, jumped when the subway came, and ended his life of being disgusted.

Another poor man!

Yi Qi sighed, and without disturbing the drunk homeless man, he and Zhao Junxuan left the carriage lightly.

But soon, in the next carriage, they saw another person.

A middle-aged man with a big belly, obese and kind-hearted, was holding a mobile phone, his mouth was like a serial cannon, and he kept shouting: "Let me tell you, Xiao Li, this is a big project worth tens of millions. Don't screw me up!"

"Credit? What kind of credit! Now the capital turnover is not enough, our company can't credit!"

"Go and tell Xiao Wu that the arrears can't be delayed any longer, and you must get it from me as soon as possible."

"What, Boss Wang is here? Hurry up and leave Boss Wang to me, I have a deal to discuss with him in person!"

"Boss Wang, what I told you at the wine bureau yesterday..."

At first glance, this middle-aged man is an ordinary big boss who is busy negotiating business.

But when he looked carefully, his mobile phone had a black screen, and there was no call displayed.

And Yi Qi was even more keenly aware that the cell phone the middle-aged man was holding was damaged internally and could no longer communicate.

He has a broken phone, who the hell is he talking to?

At this time, the middle-aged man was still shouting emotionally. He probably felt that the carriage was very hot, so he kept wiping the sweat from his forehead with a handkerchief.

"I'm such a big boss, I can go up and down millions every minute. If my private car didn't break down, why would I come here to squeeze the subway? When will my car be repaired, please pick me up quickly..."

While talking, the middle-aged man raised his head and saw Yi Qi, raised his eyebrows and groaned, "Hey! There are two newcomers here?"

Yi Qi replied without blushing and heartbeat: "We just came here, we don't understand anything, and there is a train ticket in our hand."

As soon as they heard that there were tickets, the middle-aged man seemed to approve of them, and the smile of a businessman reappeared on his face.

He handed out a piece of paper with a smile, and shook hands with Yi Qi again: "Then we are colleagues, this is my business card, please take care of me in the future!"

Although the middle-aged man was sweating profusely before, the hand he held was as cold as ice, very stiff, without the temperature of a living person.

Yi Qi took the "business card", only to realize that it was a middle-aged man's ticket.

【Zhang Laicai, died five years, four months, 21 days and fifteen hours ago. 】

It is not difficult to search for information belonging to Zhang Laicai, and Yi Qi found all the information in his mind with a thought.

Zhang Laicai was originally the boss of a foreign trade company, with a lot of assets, a happy family with a wife and son.

It's a pity that five years ago, his old employees teamed up with outside companies to make arrangements in the business field, and then secretly tampered with the contract, mercilessly cheating him.

Because he trusted the old employees too much, Zhang Laicai was cheated out of everything. Not only did he lose the company, but he also owed a huge amount of foreign debt.

The debt collectors were blocking the door of the house and clamoring every day. The wife couldn't bear it, so she took the child back to her mother's house, and the originally happy life was shattered overnight.

Zhang Laicai was so desperate that he jumped off the subway on Line 10 one morning.

Yi Qi remained silent, and handed the ticket back.

Zhang Laicai, who had died, took the ticket nonchalantly, and talked to the mobile phone with a black screen, talking about the business experience in the business field.

It seems that he is still the big boss who has not gone bankrupt and is still high-spirited and roaming the mall.

Looking at Zhang Laicai, Zhao Junxuan couldn't help sighing: "The staff this time are really dedicated, and the acting skills are too devoted!"

He moved closer to Yi Qi again, and said in a low voice: "I see that the dates of death on these tickets are from childhood to adulthood, and from back to front."

"Using the current time as the starting point, the further you go to the front compartment, the longer the death time of these NPCs will be."

"It must be a very important clue."

Before Zhao Junxuan finished his analysis, suddenly, the whole carriage shook violently, and even the lights dimmed.

Accompanied by violent vibrations and the non-stop flickering lights in the carriage, a dull sound of footsteps was coming from a distant carriage, and they were getting closer and closer.

"Bang, bang, bang..."

Hearing the sound of footsteps, Zhang Laicai put down his mobile phone and said with a playful smile, "Ha, that crazy woman is here!"

But Han Yingying's complexion changed, her small body shrank, she timidly grabbed the clothes on Yiqi's shoulders, and murmured: "My mother is here..."

"You guys run!"

The author has something to say:

The motherboard of the notebook was burnt out, and it was completely ruined. Moreover, due to the epidemic, parts in computer repair shops were scarce, and the repairmen could not rescue them! _(:з」∠)_~

Now because of the repeated epidemic, all the express delivery here can't get through, and we can't do anything, alas!cook slowly~