Being an Extra Actor in an Escape Game

He Shujun muttered in a low voice: "I have an ominous premonition."

She looked at the rest of the people on the bus again.

There were about seven or eight passengers, each of them silently glanced at them like a bus driver, and then turned their heads.

Ding Yi and He Shujun went to the seat at the end of the bus and sat down.

He Shujun whispered to Ding Yi, "I suspect there is something wrong with this bus."

Ding Yi said softly: "It is still operating at this moment, there must be something wrong."

He Shujun nodded in agreement.

They looked out the window in silence. The scorching sun was in the sky, and the sun shone on the road, reflecting greasy and dazzling light.

The wide sidewalks on the side of the road make one imagine how many tourists should be walking in this block while sweating and happily at this moment when everything is normal.

"Cangcheng..." He Shujun muttered in confusion, "I always feel like I've heard this name somewhere before."

Ding Yi glanced at her, then lowered his eyes.

The bus was running normally, and there was no problem as they imagined. The bus driver still abides by the traffic rules, even though there are no traffic lights at this time.

The only time the bus stopped, which shocked the two taskers, was because a lunatic suddenly jumped out from the side of the street, as if he was about to commit suicide, and voluntarily crashed into the bus.

The driver slammed on the brakes and stopped the bus.

Inertia made Ding Yi, He Shujun, and other passengers stagger immediately. The extroverted He Shujun even cried out in pain subconsciously, but then, she instinctively silenced her voice and looked around suspiciously.

None of the seven or eight passengers made a sound.

They just tip over and sit up straight as if nothing happened. They sat there expressionless, as if nothing had happened. They are like clay dolls, lifeless.

He Shujun felt that the bus was too quiet, she frowned, and met Ding Yi's eyes.

She said, "Do you think it's strange?" She looked at the passengers, "These people... look like vegetative people."

Ding Yi said: "Maybe their crazy performance is to sit quietly in the bus and be a qualified passenger?"

He Shujun couldn't help laughing, and teased Ding Yi familiarly: "This kind of madness is really funny. They couldn't be on the bus when the incident happened, so they were stuck here all the time... right?"

She blinked: "Impossible, right?"

Ding Yi looked at her silently.

He Shujun frowned: "Is it really possible?" She said to herself, "That's too weird..."

Ding Yi shook his head, thinking that this person had finished everything.

She looked out the window, and after a while, she suddenly said, "It's the stop."

"What is this station?" He Shujun asked subconsciously, and then answered the question by herself, "It seems to be... what kind of art gallery?"

The bus stops. Just when the two mission workers thought that no one would get off at this station, even several passengers stood up and got off the bus straight.

Afterwards, there were only three passengers, the driver, Ding Yi and He Shujun left in the car.

He Shujun swallowed nervously, and said, "I'm beginning to regret getting in this car. I always feel that there is something wrong..."

But what would be the problem? What kind of madness does this bus mean?

She thought, it should be fine, after all, passengers were getting on and off normally at the previous station, and it was starting and running normally. Perhaps the madness of this bus is simply repeating this tourist route, nothing more.

But thinking of the murder that happened in the bank before, and the group of lunatics who ran out of this block from time to time, He Shujun still couldn't help feeling worried.

She patted her cheek and murmured to herself, "Xiaohe, Xiaohe, this is your choice to go back to the bottom of the narrow building and enter this nightmare...you must work hard..."

Ding Yi looked at He Shujun, who was cheering him up in a low voice, and somehow wanted to laugh.

She shook her head and looked out the window at the buildings speeding by.

Suddenly, she said, "Do you feel..."

"What?"

Ding Yi hesitated for a while, then said firmly: "This bus is slowly accelerating."

He Shujun was stunned, and then immediately poked his head out of the window to observe the distance to the next stop sign. During normal driving, of course, passengers should not poke their heads out of the window, not to mention that in such a nightmare, it may mean more risks.

But at this moment, she couldn't care less.

After a few seconds, she retracted her head and said solemnly: "That's true." She said, "Obviously we are almost approaching the terminal..."

Ding Yi said, "Could it be..." She guessed, "The road to death?"

He Shujun was stunned, and then said: "You mean, the terminal means death? Will this bus hit something later?"

Ding Yi said: "It is possible. It is accelerating continuously, as if it wants to commit suicide."

"But..." She looked at the few passengers who were still on the bus, her lips trembling, and said blankly, "In this case, wouldn't the first round of nightmares be over in a very short time?"