In a taxi.
The woman was still in shock, huddled on the seat, and her body was shaking. She seemed to have experienced something terrible in the alley.
"Girl, don't be afraid. You can reach the police station in ten minutes at most. You are already in the car and no one can hurt you." The driver comforted.
"Hmm~" The woman pursed her lower lip.
Jiang Chen pondered for a moment: "I'm not very good at comforting people either."
"How about this, sister, how about I tell you a story to divert your attention?"
The woman was stunned for a moment but did not refuse.
"One night, the taxi driver Lao Zhao took a big order and sent someone from the city to a county below. It was already past one in the morning when he came back."
"The road is very remote, there are no street lights, and you can't see another car on the road."
"Old Zhao suddenly saw a woman in a white skirt waving to him on the side of the road. Her hair was disheveled and her face could not be seen clearly. She seemed to be in a hurry. She was waving and shouting..."
Hearing this, the taxi driver opened his mouth with a look of astonishment on his face.
Is this a ghost story? ?
Do you use this to comfort people?
He took a few glances at this handsome young man in the rearview mirror, and wanted to say, "I don't know how to comfort people, so there's no need for me to be so forceful. You're going to scare this girl again."
But in the end, he didn't dare to stop it.
Because from the moment he got in the car, this young man gave him a very special feeling. To be honest, he was somewhat similar to some of the perverted murderers caught in recent reports.
After traveling all year round, the driver still had a good eye and did not provoke others easily.
"Old Zhao is very cautious. It's past one o'clock in the morning. Who would run onto the road with nothing? He pretended not to see it and stepped on the accelerator and drove over." Jiang Chen was still telling the story vividly.
His voice was low and contagious.
"There was a woman's shout from behind, which seemed to be mixed with words like help, the child is sick, etc."
"Old Zhao was confused for a while. If the other party was someone who lived nearby, and the child had some kind of acute illness at night, it would be normal for him to run out and stop the car."
"At this point, if I don't pull them, I might not see another car after waiting for another two or three hours."
"Lao Zhao finally stepped on the brakes and waved to the back."
"The woman hurriedly ran over. She was holding a quilt in her arms, and it seemed that there was a child wrapped in it."
"After getting in the car, she thanked her profusely and said that the children had a high fever at night and she had no choice but to come out and stop the car. She hoped that Zhao would take them to the nearest hospital."
"Old Zhao said you're welcome. After the car started, he took a few observations and found that the woman was very young, not at all the age to have children."
"And there was no movement at all inside the quilt. I don't know if the child was asleep or for some other reason."
"After driving for a while, Lao Zhao became more and more confused. The child hasn't made any sound for so long. Isn't he suffocated to death?"
"He tried to ask if the quilt would be so thick that it would suffocate the child."
"The woman opened the quilt to check, suddenly nodded, and said something very scary."
"Thank you, master, for reminding me, otherwise I wouldn't have noticed that my child had died of suffocation. There is no need to go to the hospital. Just send us to the nearby Bailongshan Funeral Home."
grass! What a ghost story!
The woman sitting next to Jiang Chen couldn't help but twitch her lips.
"Zhang Chunyu, the dead ghost, was speechless. It turns out that you said you didn't know how to comfort people. You are really unmodest. Ghost energy +300."
Jiang Chen glanced at her, raised the corners of his mouth slightly, and continued to speak in an engaging voice.
"The calm tone when the woman spoke and the cold expression on her face made Lao Zhao feel chilly in his heart."
"Would a normal mother be so calm after learning that her child was dead?"
"Or is it that this woman is holding a dead child, or she has died long ago..."
"The more Lao Zhao thought about it, the more frightened he became. He stopped suddenly, got out of the car and ran away."
"At this time, the woman suddenly laughed and opened the quilt on her hand. There was nothing inside. She told the driver that she was a senior psychology student and was doing social practice. She wanted to test how people are most realistic when facing strange events. Reaction."
Zhang Chunyu seemed to be relieved when he heard this.
"The dead ghost Zhang Chunyu relaxed for a while. It turns out he is not a ghost, and his ghost energy is +200."
Jiang Chen smiled faintly and continued.
"Old Zhao scolded the female student on the spot, but he still didn't leave her alone on the highway in the early morning."
"The female student took out a notebook and started taking notes."
"After finishing the recording, she suddenly remembered something and asked the driver if he had seen her classmate. They were both dressed in the same clothes. The other person was one kilometer ahead of the road. She felt that with Lao Zhao's kindness, he should not Ignore your classmates.”
"Zhang Chunyu is confused, the story is not over here? Ghost energy +500."
The taxi driver was also stunned and couldn't help but concentrate on listening.
The main reason is that Jiang Chen's storytelling skills are very good, his tone of voice is ups and downs, and it is easy to bring people into the scene. Especially when the three of them are in a taxi on a deserted road, the sense of immersion is even stronger.
"Old Zhao seemed a little angry. He buried his head in driving and didn't reply."
"Soon after, the female student saw the car driving on a winding mountain road, and the words Bailongshan Funeral Home were clearly written on a road sign passing by."
"The female student is a little confused. Didn't she explain everything before? Why did the driver still drive to the funeral parlor?"
"She asked Lao Zhao again if he had seen any of his classmates."
"The other party still didn't reply, so the female student had no choice but to call her classmate's phone, and the bell rang in the trunk."
"It was reported in the news the next day that two female students from a certain university were missing."
After hearing this, Zhang Chunyu's pupils suddenly widened.
Zhao, who seemed to be a good guy, actually killed a student and put her body in the trunk.
This unexpected reversal made her feel a chill in her heart.
"Ghost energy +920!"
The taxi driver's hands shook violently and the car tilted. He quickly grasped the steering wheel and finally managed to get it right again.
His face turned pale, and he was obviously frightened by this ghost story.
This is not the end.
When the car shook, something fell from the front.
Jiang Chen laughed and reminded: "Master, your work badge seems to have fallen off."
"Oh, oh." The driver nodded and picked up the work badge that fell on the passenger's side.
Zhang Chunyu glanced subconsciously, and the next moment, his whole body tensed up.
The name column is clearly written on the work badge.
Zhao Zhongqiang.
"Ding, ghost energy +999!"
