Sangou, who was always restless, wanted to discuss last night's evil events with Jiang Yue, but felt that it was inconvenient to have outsiders around, so he felt extremely uncomfortable.
The driver, Boss Zhou, is also from Star City. He usually delivers goods to people and travels north and south. He is very eloquent. He makes all kinds of jokes along the way, which are more erotic than vegetarian. He doesn't care whether Sangou is underage or not. He drives with his hands and talks with his mouth. Driving, two cars running side by side, showing extremely excellent qualities of an experienced driver.
People who drive sports cars on the road all year round are particularly taboo about talking about evil things on the road. During the entire two- or three-hour drive, Boss Zhou barely stopped talking, but he didn't even mention a word about yesterday's bus trip.
Jiang Yue's family is in the east of the city, and Boss Zhou is in the north of the city. The two brothers could only be put down at the fork in the road.
They stopped a taxi on the side of the road. The two brothers jumped into the car and directly reported the name of their community.
"To Crescent Harbor."
Crescent Harbor is a building that is more than ten or twenty years old. When it was launched, it became a hit and is quite famous in Star City. Taxi drivers are certainly familiar with this.
Anyone who works in the rental industry has a living map in their mind. When I heard that I was going to Crescent Harbor, I automatically planned a route in my mind.
"Brother, we have to take a detour today. The section of Star City Second Yard on Heye Avenue is under traffic control."
"Traffic control on that section?" Jiang Yue sounded a little doubtful.
Heye Avenue is one of the main roads in Star City, especially the section of Star City Second Hospital, which is often blocked even during non-peak hours. At this point in the middle of the day, if traffic control was implemented, God knows how the surrounding roads would be blocked.
"Isn't that a ghost? I have been running taxis for eleven years, and I have only encountered traffic control on Heye Avenue twice. The last time was when the chief came to Star City for inspection many years ago."
"The chief has come again in the past two days?"
"It's really not the case this time. I heard it's a temporary control. I got an order from the Second Court more than half an hour ago. I heard from colleagues that something happened at the Second Court."
"What happened?" Jiang Yue's eyelids jumped when he heard that something happened.
"It was said that a patient jumped from the building in the ICU ward."
"Is it necessary to control traffic by jumping off a building?" Even a kid of Sangou's age couldn't fool this reason.
Jiang Yue was silent instead.
Not to mention the first-hand news from the taxi driver, even if it was first-hand news, these words are still full of doubts.
Patients admitted to the ICU are completely unable to take care of themselves.
Besides, anyone who has been to a hospital knows how strong the windows of the ward are. Even a healthy strong man may not be able to open them. Why should a patient who has been admitted to the ICU go to the ICU if he has that ability?
To put it bluntly, even if this news is true, there is no need to control the entire road section.
The taxi driver's tone was quite exaggerated, and he said with excitement: "Listen to them, this is really evil."
"How evil is it?"
"The door of the ICU ward did not open, so the patient opened the window and jumped out. The ICU is on the top floor of the building. The building has 18 floors. It is said that the cement floor was hit with a hole."
"If you jump from the 18th floor and there's not a hole in the ground, then that's called evil."
"A hole in the ground is not called evil. What is evil is that there is no blood or corpse on the scene... there is nothing but a hole! This is called evil!"
At this point, the taxi driver felt a little hairy and glanced at the rearview mirror guiltily.
If Jiang Yue's physics teacher were present, he would definitely quote formulas to calculate the potential energy and force generated by jumping from the 18th floor, and then draw a scientific conclusion——
Not only will he die, his death will also be quite ugly.
Eighteenth floor...
Jiang Yue really couldn't complain. How smart was the designer of this building to decide the total number of floors to be eighteen?
Of course, the professional habit of some taxi drivers is to just hear what they hear and then make up their own brains and process it for fun.
Jiang Yuequan listened to it as a story.
Even if it's just a story, there are really too many details here that can't stand up to scrutiny.
Jiang Yue naturally wouldn't argue with this truth.
The car stopped at the gate of the community and the price was marked at twenty-eight yuan. Jiang Yue is a student who doesn't often pay with his mobile phone, but is still used to paying in cash.
After passing thirty, the driver skillfully touched two steel coins and handed them over.
As soon as Jiang Yue took it, he suddenly grabbed the driver's wrist. He stared straight at the driver's palm with a slightly surprised look on his face.
The driver was startled by Jiang Yue's sudden action: "Brother, I don't like this!"
This guy had a fat head, big ears, and a greasy face, but that didn't stop him from thinking as he went astray. He actually thought Jiang Yue was motivated by sex.
Jiang Yue immediately let go of his hand and smiled slightly: "You are overthinking."
Then he added: "If you say one more thing, you will be in big trouble."
The taxi driver grinned, showing his big yellow teeth: "What's the matter? Brother, are you trying to scare me? Even though I haven't been around for many years, I can summon 180 men every minute with just one phone call. Do you believe it?"
Communication between people is indeed a very difficult thing.
Jiang Yue's words reached his lips, but after thinking about it, he swallowed them. The other person doesn't look like a good person, so why bother doing such a thankless thing?
Open the door and get out of the car.
"Silly!" the driver scolded, stepped on the accelerator and drove away.
"Second brother, what's going on?" Based on Sangou's understanding of the second brother, he would never cause trouble over nothing. There must be a reason for what you did just now.
"This driver probably hit something evil, or he just did something immoral. There is obviously a black line swallowing the lifeline of his palm."
"What does this mean?" Sangou was curious.
"It doesn't mean anything else. According to calculations, he will lose about twenty years of his life."
"Is it so mysterious?" Sangou was surprised.
"This thing is really so mysterious. It can only be told to those who are destined to hear it, and most people may not believe it. So I didn't point it out just now."
"It's best if you don't expose it. Look at that guy's tone, it makes people uncomfortable. If you tell him, he might ask you how to crack it. Then he might even laugh at you."
"Everyone has his own destiny, and you can't force it. But this matter is really weird." Jiang Yue frowned slightly.
"Anything else weird?"
"That black line is very weird. Generally, this kind of black line is looming and not so easy to see. His black line is like an earthworm burrowing into his palm, fierce, urgent and very obvious. This It shows that his disaster came suddenly..."
"Will something happen on the way?"
"It doesn't seem like it will be fulfilled in a car accident. There are no signs of a bloody disaster."
"Is that a disease?"
"It doesn't really look like it. That's why I think it's weird."
Jiang Yue was puzzled. He had never heard of such palmistry.
When we entered the community, it was raining again at noon, and there were no people strolling outside the community.
Jiang Yue's house is a small high-rise building on the 11th floor, with two staircases and four households. His family lives in Room 801 on the eighth floor, which is on the east side.
After opening the door, Sangou dived into the house before Jiang Yue took out the key. Just as he was about to lean on the sofa, he was stopped by Jiang Yue.
"Sangou, wait."
Jiang Yue felt something strange in his mind, so he quickly stepped forward, turned behind Sangou, and stared at Sangou's butt, with a somewhat wrong look on his face.
"Second brother, why are you staring at my ass?"
"What's wrong with your pants? Are they torn like this? Where did you get them?"
"How is that possible? These are the pants I bought just for the Chinese New Year. I just changed into them this morning." Sangou cried out.
Jiang Yue motioned to him to take it off and have a look.
Looking at the holes in the buttocks of his pants, Sangou was also dumbfounded. Holding the pants in his hands, he was in a daze. He put on these pants before going out, and they were fine when he changed them.
It's not unusual to have two holes in his pants.
What's strange is that judging from the degree of wear and fading of the fabric in that area, it has definitely not worn out to this extent after ten or eight years of accumulation.
The problem is, this is obviously a new pair of pants I bought at the beginning of the year.
It felt like someone had deliberately worn the pants on the buttocks.
Because, in comparison, other areas of the pants are obviously intact, and the color and fabric are at least 90% new.
The same pair of pants, there is such a weird contrast!
Jiang Yue remained silent.
Through my strong memory, I began to restore my experience from the morning to the time I entered the house.
When Sangou goes out, his pants are indeed in good condition.
There is no doubt about this.
Go out, take Boss Zhou's car, get off, take a taxi home, get off the car and walk into the house.
After sorting out all the links, the doubts surfaced, and Jiang Yue called out softly: "That taxi."
A corresponding detail of evidence is the strange black line on the taxi driver's palm...
Faintly, there is an answer ready to come out.
Jiang Yue hurriedly grabbed Sangou's hand and observed it carefully for a moment, but found nothing strange.
I checked all over my body again, but no abnormalities were found.
"Second brother? Is the taxi unclean?"
Jiang Yue pondered: "I remember he seemed to have mentioned at that time that he had just taken a ride from Star City Second Hospital a few dozen minutes ago?"
"Did he bring something dirty from the hospital?" Sangou looked a little ugly.
"Judging from the time, that should be our last business."
Thinking back to what the taxi driver said about jumping off a building, Jiang Yue couldn't help but feel a little chill.
Before the incident of jumping off a building, Jiang Yue only listened to it as a story.
Now that there is such a fuss, Jiang Yue actually believes it.
Of course, if the taxi driver did not exaggerate and was telling the truth, there would definitely be more to this story.
As for whether the jumping incident has anything to do with the driver's order, Jiang Yue currently has no strong evidence to deduce.
Fortunately, Sangou didn't hit the evil head-on, but only encountered a little aftermath. But even the aftermath was extremely weird.
What kind of trick is it to make a pair of Hao Duan Duan's pants look like this without using any old-fashioned means?
This is already a bit beyond Jiang Yue's understanding.
