"If you don't want to say it, then I'll leave. The situation here is not optimistic!"
Zhan Jingyi didn't give the other party any more time to think. He wanted to know the situation of these people, but the prerequisite was that he was never allowed to be exposed.
Although everyone is in the same predicament, who knows who the other person is, and especially Zhan Jingyi is now in a strange environment, so he must be wary of everyone or everything.
When the other person heard that Zhan Jingyi was about to leave, the woman's voice suddenly became urgent: "Don't leave! We are at the front of the car, four of us in total, and we don't know what's going on in the car."
"The front of the car?? The front of the Mighty?"
Hearing the woman's words, Zhan Jingyi was stunned and couldn't help but confirm it again. His eyes subconsciously glanced out the window and at Niu Fushan, who was still in a coma.
"Yes, the front of the car is a very old train, covered with dust, but this broken train actually started to move on its own. Are you on the train too?"
It seemed that Zhan Jingyi's words just now disrupted the woman's rhythm and made her speak a little hastily.
"The front of the Mighty? Is it covered in dust?"
Zhan Jingyi stared blankly at the bright and new environment in front of the car, and couldn't help but feel a headache. Looking at it this way, the feelings on both sides were probably not on the same timeline.
This was the first time he encountered such a situation, which made Zhan Jingyi's mood become complicated for a moment. He didn't know whether to cry or laugh.
The problem that I was worried about being exposed seemed to no longer exist. The two were not on the same timeline. Even if the other party knew his identity, what could he do?
But having said that, this also means that I am trapped in a timeline alone, which is definitely not a good thing.
I just don’t know if Lang Yifeng and Liu Zhen are also on this time track. If not, it would be too troublesome.
"Hey, are you still there?? Say something!!"
Just when Zhan Jingyi was confused, the other person couldn't wait for his reply and became a little anxious.
Hearing the other party's voice, Zhan Jingyi thought for a while and decided to tell the truth: "I am also at the front of the car, the front of the Mighty."
There is no doubt that when Zhan Jingyi's words fell, there was also a long silence on the other end of the radio station.
Zhan Jingyi here is not in a hurry. There is not much dialogue between the two parties, but every sentence contains a lot of information. It requires careful consideration to digest the information.
Just when Zhan Jingyi wanted to ask more about their situation, there was a sudden "sizzling..." interference sound coming from the radio.
"broken?"
Hearing this voice, Zhan Jingyi's brows suddenly furrowed, and a bad premonition came to his mind. Then, the weird singing voice that seemed inhuman and inhuman came from the radio again.
Only this time, a low cry could be faintly heard in the singing: "I want you to die!"
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The moment the song starts.
The hair on Zhan Jingyi's body stood up straight like a hedgehog, and the itching and unscratchable feeling from before surged through his body again.
The only difference this time was that the itching this time was more intense than the last time, as if something had penetrated into his flesh.
Moreover, this thing continued to drill everywhere along its bones and fascia until it penetrated into the seams of its bones.
This kind of pain is not very intense. On the contrary, it is more like a maggot attached to the bone. It hurts but is not very itchy.
However, it is this feeling that makes people even more maddening.
"Hold!"
Zhan Jingyi clenched his hands tightly into fists and slammed them on the door panel beside him. Veins on his arms that looked like earthworms protruded on the surface of his skin.
At this time, Zhan Jingyi was using great perseverance to control himself, not to scratch his own flesh. His red eyes were filled with bright red bloodshot eyes, and there was an itching feeling under his eyelids from time to time, which made him want to squeeze his eyeballs. The urge to come out.
Zhan Jingyi looked at the radio station and wanted to pick up the radio station with one hand, but he only raised it and then put it back again, struggling several times.
At this time, two voices appeared in Zhan Jingyi's mind.
"Smash it!! Come on, smash this thing! I can't stand it anymore!"
"You can't smash it. If you smash this radio station, you will never be able to find a way out of here. You will be trapped in this train for eternity."
The two voices were arguing crazily in Zhan Jingyi's mind, causing his palm to rise and fall several times.
His rationality told him that before he could figure out more about the radio station, if he destroyed the radio station, he would probably be buried here.
But if he can't destroy this radio station, how can he solve the current crisis?
Just as Zhan Jingyi was struggling, he suddenly saw something in his sight. Above the boiler, an inconspicuous iron ring appeared in his sight.
Seeing the iron ring, Zhan Jingyi's eyes lit up, he struggled a few times, jumped up, and reached out to grab the iron ring.
As the steam in the boiler spurted out along the ventilation hole of the engine room, a thick plume of white smoke suddenly erupted from the chimney, followed by the heavy roar of the train.
"Buzzing..."
Under the heavy honking of cars, the display light on the radio began to flash rapidly, as if it was disturbed by the honking of cars.
The empty singing just now also became intermittent.
Following this, Zhan Jingyi felt relieved. Although the itch on his body was still there, it was already many times more comfortable than the unbearable state just now.
So, after Zhan Jingyi hurriedly pulled it on several times in succession, the sound on the radio seemed to be affected, weakened a lot, and finally disappeared.
…
Looking at the current situation, it is obviously not feasible to stay here. After thinking about it, Zhan Jingyi decided to leave the front of the car temporarily and go to the back compartment to take a look.
First, I hope to find Lang Yifeng and Liu Zhen.
Secondly, Zhan Jingyi also wanted to see if there were any other clues in the car behind;
Third, I just want to look for food and weapons and equipment.
After all, before cracking the secrets of this train and radio station, he must find some food and weapons. He can't starve to death here, and he must also be armed to avoid other accidents.
But before leaving, Zhan Jingyi took a look at Niu Fushan, who was still in a coma. Perhaps it was because Zhan Jingyi had used too much force before, so he was still in a severe coma.
However, this was a blessing in disguise, because he was so dizzy that the singing just now didn't have much impact on him.
Looking at Niu Fushan who was still in a coma, Zhan Jingyi's brows gradually knitted together. What would he do if he went to another carriage?
If you just leave it here, what if you wake up and do some damage?
Moreover, when he first got on the train, Zhan Jingyi still remembered hearing the last words of Niu Fushan on the radio.
Perhaps this incident has a lot to do with this guy.
It was for this reason that Zhan Jingyi had to take good care of him, but it would be unreliable to leave him here alone.
What if he wakes up, can't stand the weird singing on the radio, and smashes the radio? ?
In other words, he simply removed the carriage at the back and drove the locomotive forward himself. In order to protect the radio station, this possibility was not impossible.
It was definitely a wrong decision to leave such a big variable here, but Zhan Jingyi felt that at least he couldn't be allowed to escape until he figured out the matter, maybe it would be useful.
After thinking for a while, Zhan Jingyi simply found a piece of hemp rope and tied up Niu Fushan with three strokes.
"Hey, Lao Niu, just stay here well!"
Finally, after Zhan Jingyi made sure that the rope was tied, he stood up and opened the train door.
Before leaving, Zhan Jingyi considered whether there was any danger in the car behind him. When he saw the shovel for shoveling coal, he picked it up and weighed it a few times. Although he didn't have a Tang knife at his disposal, he decided to use it first.
With the icy cold wind blowing, Zhan Jingyi's originally groggy head suddenly became much more awake, and then he was disturbed by the itching.
After finally waking up, Zhan Jingyi felt lucky in his heart. Fortunately, his reason suppressed his urge to destroy the radio station.
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