Gu Mian lowered his head slightly.
His face was hidden in the shadows, and the driver couldn't see his expression clearly.
But there was no need to see clearly. The person who was smiling with squinting eyes continued: "This is a stubborn girl. I don't like her very much."
"——Then she died. She was suffocated to death. When she died, her face was blue and purple, and her eyes were about to fall out."
When he said this, the driver's weird voice suddenly stopped.
The wind outside seemed to be getting stronger, and it seemed like it was going to rain.
Gu Mian seemed to hear a dull roar in the distance, like the snoring sound coming from the throat of a sleeping giant beast.
Darkness surrounded the taxi, and the driver didn't know where he was going.
Gu Mian kept his head down, but he noticed that there was a gaze in front of him staring at his scalp. He knew that as soon as he looked up, he would see the driver's distorted face squeezed in the small rearview mirror. .
That distorted smiling face was full of malice. He had almost made it clear that he was the murderer of the victim in his mouth, and then waited to see the passengers in the car bewildered.
Gu Mian still lowered his head, and another low roar came from the darkness in the distance, almost blending with the sound of the wind.
He heard the driver in front of him exhale, and said in a cheerful tone: "This is the first interesting person I have met. Is it more interesting than the patients you met?"
Man is a pretentious creature.
At the same time, it is also a creature that loves to compare.
These two human characteristics are most vividly displayed in perverts.
The saying "same-sex repels" makes perfect sense.
When people meet another person who is somewhat similar to themselves, they will have some feelings of sympathy.
But when they meet another person who is very similar to themselves in some aspect, most perverts will not have any thoughts of sympathy, but will feel a sense of rejection.
"I am unique in this world, and I want to prove that anyone similar to me cannot compare to me" - this is the thought in the minds of most perverts.
The driver stared at the rearview mirror for a while, then smiled happily again.
As if to make a better comparison, he continued: "She was not actually the one who died the most miserably. The person I have seen who died the most miserably was a man."
"His name was Zuo Xiaqiu. He must have been about forty years old when he died. There really were older people and younger people."
Gu Mian had seen this man before. He and the young man chasing the wind were riding in the driver's car. The young boy chasing the wind abandoned the car and ran away, and the driver chased him for a long distance.
Zuo Xiaqiu, the driver's head, almost fell off his neck. Gu Mian thoughtfully wrapped his neck before leaving.
"I won't say more about why he died. This time I mainly want to talk about the tragic situation when he died..."
"Actually, I am not very sensitive to bloody things by nature. No matter what kind of corpse I see, I will never say, 'What a miserable death' or something like that."
"But this person made me feel the real misery, not physically, but psychologically."
"I said that he is a middle-aged man in his forties, with an older brother and a younger brother, and a wife who is waiting for him to come home. The burden on a man of this age is not ordinary, and he is pressed every day. Out of breath”
“He complained to me that he was exhausted every day when he went to work, and he couldn’t look good when he came home.
The old and lustful wife is always grumbling and complaining, which is more annoying than mosquitoes in summer;
Children who are still in school have to pay tutoring fees, which is another huge expense;
Why do the elderly parents have headaches and fever, and they still need to sacrifice their rest time at night to go to the hospital to stay with them?"
"He was obviously very tired of all this, but he showed an indescribable expression when he was relieved of his burden."
The driver paused when he said this, as if he was recalling.
"Well, that day was also such a night, a rainy night."
When he said this, a fierce light suddenly flashed in front of Gu Mian's eyes, and he turned his head and glanced out the window.
A thick bolt of thunder split open the night, illuminating the night for a moment, followed by the dull sound of thunder.
At the same time, there was the sound of raindrops falling on the car.
Dense raindrops fell unexpectedly and hit the iron sheet of the car.
The raindrops were heavy, and the iron sheet made a thumping sound. Gu Mian felt as if a fist was hitting the roof of the car hard.
"It's also raining so heavily." came the driver's malicious voice: "I took out the ax hidden under the driver's seat and cut off a small part of his neck."
If those words just now were just full of dangerous hints, then what he said now was to make the threat explicit.
He didn't hesitate to tell Gu Mian about his evil deeds.
No, he said it on purpose, maybe he wanted to see the look on the passengers' faces when they heard this.
Gu Mian lowered his head again and buried his face in the deep darkness. No one could see his face clearly.
The driver continued: "I cut off a small part of his neck, and blood spurted out."
He made a very exaggerated gesture, with a deep smile in his tone.
"Ordinary people don't have the strength to struggle after their neck is broken by less than half, but he is different."
"This man who complained to me all the way got the strength from nowhere. He desperately opened the car door and ran out. He covered his neck, and blood almost spurted out."
"The rain that day was as heavy as today. As soon as he went out, blood dripped all over the ground, swirling in the rain."
"He ran, running through the rain in the cold night. I didn't know that a man with a broken neck could still have so much strength. I was not in a hurry, so I just followed him."
"After running for less than ten seconds, he finally stopped and fell to the ground as if he couldn't support himself, but he still covered his neck with his hands, as if he was afraid of death."
"I don't understand. He complains about work and his family who are dragging him down. I just help him unload his burden. Why would he run away?"
"He fell in the rain, his eyes still open. He saw me walking over, as if he knew he had no strength to continue running. He got up from the ground crookedly, then knelt down towards me, banging his head on the ground desperately."
"'I can't die, please let me go,' I remember he said that."
"I remember that he hit his head hard in the rain, causing a lot of splashes, and the blood on his neck couldn't be covered, and it flowed into the water."
The driver's voice suddenly changed, as if he was imitating someone else's voice.
The voice was dull, a little whimpering, and more of it was tragic.
"I can't die. They are all waiting for me. I have to go back."
"My wife will cry. What will she do if I die?"
Then the driver returned to his own tune.
"Look, I was complaining about them before, but I was acting like this before I died."
"Of course I will not let go of a prey that I have obtained. When he saw me passing by, he stopped kowtowing and crawled desperately in one direction. I remember that his home was in that direction."
"I watched him whine and say something, and crawled on the ground for a while. Then I went up and slashed him hard. Finally, he couldn't even move, and he just stared at a person. direction"
"I heard what he said."
Then his tone changed and it became another person's voice.
"I have to go home..."
At this moment, the car suddenly stopped.
With her head lowered, Gu Mian heard the driver's rustling voice in front of her, and then he seemed to open the driver's door and get out of the car.
Immediately, Gu Mian heard a knocking sound outside her car window.
He lowered his head and looked sideways, only to see a range of undulating mountains not far away.
The driver was standing by his car window. The heavy rain wet his clothes and his wet hair stuck to his face, but it did not affect his open smile at all.
The driver bent over and stood in the heavy rain, stretching out a hand and knocking on the window: "We're here."
Gu Mian put her eyes on the driver's other hand, which held a ferocious axe.
