"This subway will carry ghosts all the way to 'over there', Fu Bao, 'over there' is countless times scarier than hell. You'd better get down quickly." Bai Yincha advised Fu Bao.
Fu Bao was confused, what's over there?
Is there any place scarier than hell?
Do not make jokes!
If you want to trick him into getting out of the car, you have to use a smarter method. This argument was immediately seen through.
The car door slowly closed in front of him. Seeing the angry and frightened expressions of the gangsters, Fu Bao suddenly shuddered... Why did he have the illusion of being locked in a very scary thing.
Yin Chai watched helplessly through the car window as the subway started and went away. They sighed, what a bad luck.
"If we can't catch that evil spirit, the criminal will be taken away again. Once he reaches that place, he will definitely not be able to come back. There is no way to close this case. Alas, this year's performance is over." Bai Yincha said.
Heiyin Cha also sighed, "It's really hard to be a civil servant."
In front of the black and white yinzai, the subway slowly drove away. The two yinzai suddenly saw a girl with long hair lying on the train and gently waving to them.
"The ghost who should get out of the frying pan is on the subway!" Hei Yincha screamed.
"The subway leads to the other side, not our territory. Even if she kills someone, we don't know, what should we do?" Bai Yincha anxiously flipped through the book in his hand. Although it was called the "Book of Life and Death", there were also Its effectiveness cannot reach places.
"Bastard!" Hei Yinzai slammed the soul-binding chain to the ground.
In the accelerating subway, Fu Bao, Sun Zhong, and two hooligans were all inside, but the car only carried four people, so it seemed empty.
Not a single passenger.
Fu Bao looked around, remembering what Yin Chai said when the door closed in front of him, he suddenly panicked. According to the time, this should be the last subway train, right?
However, he suddenly remembered that he was scolded for being late when he arrived at the cram school this afternoon.
Could it be... "What time is it now?" Fu Bao suddenly asked Sun Zhong.
He looked at his watch and replied, "Twelve fifteen, is there a subway at this time?"
Fu Bao seemed to have been struck by lightning, his feet softened, and he hit the car door. Although the head hit was very painful, the pain was nothing at all, because the fear and panic in his mind erupted like a volcano.
Ten, twelve fifteen?
So is the subway they are taking now the ghost subway that shouldn't exist?
So the clock at the entrance is inaccurate and much slower?
Damn clocks kill people!
…
Seeing Fu Bao's face suddenly turn as white as paper, Sun Zhong said in confusion: "Hey, what happened?"
"This, this subway..." He didn't know how to explain, and his mind was still in chaos.
At this time, the two little hooligans became more energetic and pointed at Fu Bao and yelled, "Let me see where you are running. Come and beat me until your mother doesn't even recognize you..."
"Shut up!" Sun Zhong scolded them angrily.
"Who do you think you are? Mr. Policeman, hahaha, I, I'm fine, you guys talk, you talk." After Sun Zhong impatiently showed his ID to the two hooligans, their attitudes changed drastically. Dare not say anything more.
So Sun Zhong continued to ask Fu Bao, "What's going on with this subway? Why is there no one there?"
Sun Zhong also noticed something unusual. Looking from inside the carriage, he could roughly see the condition of the entire train, but all the carriages were empty and there was not a single person.
"This one is a ghost subway that shouldn't exist." Fu Bao's voice was dry.
Hearing what he said, Sun Zhong and the two hooligans suddenly got goosebumps.
"Don't talk nonsense, how could such a thing happen?" Sun Zhong questioned.
"Really." Fu Bao sighed deeply. At this point, things were irreversible. Since he was already on the ghost subway, he had no choice but to take advantage of the situation.
He quickly calmed down and said, "I took a ride on it once, and this one seems to be...a ghost train."
Hearing this, Sun Zhong took a step back in fright. Is this subway a ghost train?
Horrible scenes from various movies suddenly flashed through my mind one by one.
"I've talked about ghost trains before, but they were just used to trick girls into having sex. You don't take it seriously, do you?" the yellow-haired gangster asked curiously.
"Shut up!" Sun Zhong was annoyed. He heard Huang Mao speak and yelled at him. Huang Mao shrank his neck and quickly shut his mouth.
"Impossible, such a thing cannot exist." Sun Zhong still didn't believe it.
"The longest interval between subway stations is five minutes on average. It has been more than five minutes since we got on the train. Is there any sign of the subway stopping?" Fu Bao looked out the window.
Will the subway stop?
This time it seemed like it would never stop.
wrong.
The first time I took the subway with Shihua, it stopped after obviously running for a while. Although the sound was scary when it stopped, it did stop.
"Maybe the subway will stop only if a ghost gets on the train." Fu Bao suddenly had a guess.
"...What if there is no ghost who wants to get on the train?" Sun Zhong's hair stood on end when he said this. In an era where scientific handling of cases is emphasized, it is really hard to believe that there is such a thing as a ghost train, but today Too many things had happened that subverted his established impression.
Fu Bao suddenly looked up at Sun Zhong because of his words. After a few seconds, he said with some difficulty: "Maybe it will never stop and drive all the way to the finish line."
"Where is the end point?" Sun Zhong had a gut feeling that it must not be a good place.
"Yin Cha said it was a very scary place. At first I thought they were bluffing me, but now -" Fu Bao's words suddenly stopped.
Because Sun Zhong's expression became very strange, his eyes widened and his mouth opened, as if he had seen a ghost.
What the hell?
Fu Bao turned around and followed his line of sight. Outside the car window, something with long black hair, white clothes, and a face covered in blood was lying there. Those familiar eyes were staring at them in the car...
"Ah!" Fu Bao was so frightened that he took a step back and almost collided with Sun Zhong.
"Hey, hey, hey, what is that?!" The two hooligans also screamed.
"It's a ghost!" Fu Bao replied with trembling lips.
"Ahhhh..." the two hooligans continued to scream, because the long-haired ghost started banging his head against the car window.
"Bang, bang, bang -" The long-haired ghost seemed to be going crazy, banging her head against the car window desperately.
"No, don't worry too much. The subway windows are made of tempered glass and shouldn't be broken." Fu Bao nervously stared at the long-haired ghost's movements while trying his best to comfort himself and others.
It is common sense that subway windows are made of tempered glass, otherwise they will not be able to withstand the wind pressure caused by the running of the subway. In addition, it is also for safety reasons, so the firmness of the glass is the first priority.
Although I don’t know where the ghost subway comes from, but the construction standards should be the same, right?
But Fu Bao is actually not very sure.
Fortunately, the long-haired ghost hit her hard several times, but the car window was unharmed. She screamed angrily a few times, and even through the glass and the noise of the subway, the scary scream could still clearly reach everyone's ears. inside.
Fu Bao shuddered, but fortunately for him, after he found that he could not break the glass, the long-haired ghost crawled away along the carriage.
Although the long-haired ghost can no longer be seen, Fu Bao doesn't think she will give up.
"What should we do now?" Sun Zhong asked.
"We can only pray that there will be ghosts who want to take the bus, so that we can rush out when the door opens." Fu Bao replied helplessly.
Sun Zhong felt a headache. He was obviously just performing his duties, but he would take this weird subway and endure the pain of walking with a ghost. How could he not be angry?
So he shouted to Fu Bao, "It's all because of you!"
"What does it have to do with me?" Fu Bao looked innocent. He also wanted to sleep at home. Who wants to have close contact with ghosts and ghost subways?
At this moment, the two hooligans suddenly screamed at the top of their lungs.
Fu Bao and Sun Zhong were both startled. They looked in their direction and saw the long-haired ghost lying outside the window on the other side of the subway, banging against the glass. This window happened to be between two small windows. Next to the gangster, the ghostly face so close to them made them scream in fright.
"Gone again." Sun Zhong stared out of the car window. Fu Bao looked over, and sure enough, only the stream of light was left, and the long-haired ghost disappeared again.
Is she trying to scare us to death?
Fu Bao had deep doubts. If she couldn't get in at all, what on earth was she doing?
But the key now is, where is this subway going? !
