"How could I encounter a ghost hitting the wall?" Shi Hua hunched her shoulders and approached him, obviously a little scared. "What should I do? It has been at least ten minutes since I woke up from my nap, but the subway has no intention of stopping at all. Where is it going?!"
She told what Fu Bao was worried about. The subway track was underground. If it kept running, would it go into a cemetery?
"Shihua, maybe... this subway does not stop in the middle and goes directly to the terminal. After all, this is an inspection car." Fu Bao comforted her, but he also knew that this statement could not explain the time on his watch and mobile phone that stopped. , and the reason why the train did not pass through any station.
When Shihua heard what he said, she seemed even more frightened. Her eyes widened and her lips trembled, "But, but the end point is the cemetery. Are we, are we going to see ghosts there?"
"Shihua, don't be afraid. In fact, ghosts are just human souls. Generally, they are not dangerous, except for fierce ghosts, which are more dangerous..." Fu Bao wanted to use his own experience to explain the correct knowledge of ghosts to his schoolmates.
But Shi Hua didn't appreciate it very much. She covered her ears and screamed, "I don't want to hear it, I don't want to hear it, I don't want to hear it!"
"Don't be afraid, it's okay." Fu Bao hurriedly tried to comfort her, but he was really not good at dealing with girls.
At this moment, a loud sound suddenly came from the rear compartment, like the sound of something hitting the glass of the car body. It was extremely penetrating and stopped Shihua's screams in an instant.
"Unexpectedly..." Although he thought her words were a bit strange, he had no time to think about it, because at this moment, he felt as if he had been poured a basin of ice water from scratch, and the coldness spread through every cell in his body like an electric current.
When entering the subway station, he clearly saw that there was no one in every car. So... what is going on now?
Is there really dirty stuff on the subway?
My heart feels like it's being grabbed by something, what should I do?
Should I go take a look or wait here?
But... maybe that sound can be an opportunity to stop the subway.
Fu Bao touched the black doll in his back pocket and felt a little courage. He was not afraid. He was protected by the Demon King. Although it was not reliable, he had seen more than one evil ghost himself, so he could handle it.
Shi Hua, who had stopped screaming at this time, looked towards the direction of the sound and muttered strange words to himself, but the words were too soft for Fu Bao to hear clearly.
"What's wrong? What are you talking about?" Fu Bao asked.
"Why is there such a loud noise in the subway?" Shi Hua's expression was full of fear.
"Let's go take a look." He suggested.
"No." She didn't want to go, but Shi Hua firmly opposed it.
"Then wait for me here." Shi Hua looked around, "...don't want it either!"
Fu Bao scratched his head helplessly.
"What should we do?"
"Let's wait a little longer. The subway will always arrive at the station." Shi Hua took his hand, "And isn't it in a horror movie? The first character who hears the strange noise and goes to see it will definitely die. It’s very miserable.”
"That's right..." Of course Fu Bao didn't want to die.
But at this moment, a strange sound sounded again.
“Squeak, squeak, squeak, squeak, squeak, squeak, squeak, squeak, squeak, squeak, squeak, squeak, squeak, squeak, squeak, squeak, squeak, squeak, squeak, squeak, squeak, squeak, squeak, squeak, squeak, squeak, squeak, squeak, squeak, squeak, squeak, squeak, squeak, squeak, squeak, squeak, squeak, squeak, squeak, squeak, squeak, squeak, squeak, squeak, squeak, squeak, squeak, squeak, squeak sound.” straight.
"What an unpleasant sound..." Shihua cried.
Fu Bao also felt it was very harsh. What was even more strange was that the sound came from the rear and then spread to the entire car body. A possibility suddenly came to his mind - could this be the sound of the brakes?
As this sound sounded, the subway was indeed moving slower and slower. The white light strips flying outside the window gradually turned into one light source after another. Seeing this scene, Fu Bao suddenly felt happy. The subway was about to stop.
Through the glass, he saw many people on the platform. It was strange that there were so many people waiting for the bus at such a late hour.
"Why are there so many people?" Fu Bao murmured. Do they all know about this inspection vehicle?
"Who?" Shihua asked.
"Outside, you see a lot of people." Fu Bao pointed to the dark crowd outside the car window.
"People? Where did they come from?" Shi Hua looked at the car window with a blank expression, then looked at him again, "There is no one at all. Senior, please stop joking."
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Fu Bao kept pointing out the window and froze for about three seconds, then his eyes widened and he looked carefully outside the car window. There were obviously many people, but the poems and paintings could not be seen. Could it be that these are actually...
He gritted his teeth. Although his heart was beating and his brain was boiling, it was not the first time he had experienced such a scene. He had to calm down, he told himself.
The subway was getting slower and slower, and the faces outside the train window gradually became clearer. Everyone's face was horribly white, like a corpse in a grave.
Fu Bao grabbed Shihua's hand tightly and said in a very nervous tone: "Shihua, as soon as the car door opens, we will rush out. You can close your eyes later, but don't stop. Okay." ?"
"...Do you want to get off the bus early? Why?" Shi Hua was confused, "That way I won't be able to get home in time, and my dad will scold me."
"This is no longer a question of whether we can get home in time!" Fu Bao said through gritted teeth.
"No..." Shi Hua didn't seem to agree, but Fu Bao insisted on his opinion.
The subway entered the station, stopped, and the door slowly opened.
Fu Bao held her with one hand and held the black doll tightly with the other hand. When the car door had just opened a gap that could accommodate one person, he shouted, "Run!"
At the same time, he pulled Shihua and rushed out of the car, and ran into a dark group of ghosts.
These ghosts stopped in front of him, and the two of them bumped into each other. However, facing the black doll in his hand, these ghosts avoided each other, as if they saw ferocious beasts, but then they gathered behind Fu Bao.
Fu Bao was surprised to find that the poems and paintings he was dragging in his hands were getting heavier and heavier, so heavy that he could hardly drag them. When he turned around, he saw countless hands grabbing the poems and paintings. Although the poems and paintings could not be seen with his eyes closed, he could still feel them. After getting it, she struggled desperately, but was still unable to defeat the power of the ghosts, and the hand tightly held by Fu Bao was gradually pushed away.
"Let her go! Let her go!" Fu Bao yelled in panic and turned around to rush back. However, the moment he turned around, a surging wave of ghosts crowded onto the subway. At the same time, they also brought the poems and paintings in, leaving them behind in the subway. Fu Bao outside only touched the tightly closed car door.
He tried his best to knock on the car door with the black doll, but he couldn't stop the subway from starting slowly. The last scene related to poetry and painting in his eyes was her eyes wide open, filled with despair...
…
After the emergency call was made, it took the police about half an hour to arrive at the subway station. Because the subway station where Fu Bao was located was located in a remote location, they arrived so slowly.
Upon arrival, police began questioning him.
"My name is Sun Zhong. You just said on the phone that a girl was kidnapped. Did you see the suspect?" The baby-faced policeman frowned.
"She... was taken away by the subway." Fu Bao pointed to the tunnel. The dark tunnel seemed extremely scary to him now.
"Subway?" Sun Zhong looked confused, "Were you taken away by gangsters on the subway?"
"No." Fu Bao shook his head solemnly. What should he say? Said that after the subway stopped, a group of ghosts suddenly rushed in and took away the poems and paintings? No one would believe this. So he had no choice but to repeat, "She was taken away by the subway."
"Is that a missing person?" Sun Zhong frowned even more, "It takes forty-eight hours for a missing person to be reported to the police..."
"No!" Fu Bao became excited. Forty-eight hours?
I don’t know what the poems and paintings will look like after forty-eight hours.
Although I know that if there is really a problem with the subway, relying on the police may not be effective, but at least we can track where the subway went, right?
"Okay." Sun Zhong nodded helplessly, "The missing person was taken away by the last subway, so it has been about an hour..."
"It's not the last subway!" Fu Bao shouted again, "It's another subway after the last subway! Please, you must find where this subway is."
Sun Zhong's brows were already furrowed. He stared hard at Fu Bao and suddenly said, "I think you look familiar. What's your name?"
Fu Bao was feeling anxious and casually replied, "Fu Bao."
