Being an Extra Actor in an Escape Game

"Maybe it's because we got on this bus." Ding Yi analyzed rationally, "Some special mechanism was triggered. The driver and passengers all looked at us just now."

He Shujun was restless, she murmured: "No, it can't be... Maybe it's because I want to avoid something, so I speed up, right?"

Ding Yi said, "Yes, it's also possible."

He Shujun was somewhat persuaded, but it had no effect on their current situation. The speed of the bus was getting faster and faster, and she could almost hear the buzzing sound of the wind whistling past her ears.

She finally couldn't sit still anymore, stood up abruptly, and rushed to the driver's seat in front of her.

Ding Yi was startled by her impulsive and eager action, and hurriedly followed.

They saw that the driver's face was still expressionless, like a doll, but on the dashboard, the speed of the bus was indeed slowly increasing.

He Shujun has already seen the bus stop sign, next to it is a magnificent museum. She couldn't help saying: "Driver! Stop! We're going down, we've arrived!"

The driver's mouth opened and closed: "The terminal, don't stop, you guys, get off later."

"Why didn't you stop?!" He Shujun asked in amazement.

"Museum, don't stop." The driver said stiffly, "Here, don't stop. There is a notice, but you didn't read it."

"What notice?" He Shujun asked anxiously, "What happened?!"

The bus has already passed the stop sign of the museum.

The driver released the gas pedal almost immediately, and the bus immediately slowed down and finally came to a slow stop. An inexplicable emotion seemed to flash in the driver's empty eyes, he restarted the bus and drove towards the parking lot.

He whispered: "Museum, you can't go."

He Shujun frowned and asked, "You drove so fast just because you were afraid of museums?!"

Ding Yi said softly beside him: "So your guess just now is correct, it is indeed to avoid something, and then it accelerates crazily."

He Shujun muttered: "But what is he afraid of? What can there be in the museum?"

The driver froze and said nothing.

The two mission workers heard footsteps coming from the back of the carriage. They turned their heads and found that the three passengers had already stood up, standing expressionlessly in front of the door where they got off at the back of the bus, waiting quietly. with.

The driver drove the car without speaking.

The atmosphere was so stiff and condensed that He Shujun couldn't stand it anymore.

About twenty or thirty seconds later, the bus stopped in the open parking lot. Across the parking lot is a crumbling tall building. The door of the bus opened, and the passengers behind got off one by one.

The driver unbuckled his seat belt and planned to get out of the car.

But He Shujun stopped him.

She found that the uncle in his forties was not incapable of communication, he didn't seem to be completely crazy, running around on the street like other lunatics.

So she stopped the driver and asked him: "What happened? Why are you still driving at this time? Why don't you stop at the museum?"

The driver stared at her with empty eyes, and then his mouth moved: "The museum, everyone is crazy. We, originally, stopped operating. But, they said, no."

"The people in the museum asked you to continue to open the tour line?"

"They said that there must be guests, and people must go there, otherwise, it will affect the city tour. They force us to drive a bus. Our department has temporarily issued a notice and will not stop for the time being. However, we still have to , drive a bus. I, can only, continue to work."

He Shujun understood the driver's words, and then said in amazement: "Is the museum and the traffic department fighting? One side wants to maintain the city tour, and the other side suspends the corresponding stops, but...but...this is the juncture, why are you still waiting?" Want to work?"

The driver's eyes seemed to be empty, and he just stood there fixedly.

Ding Yi suddenly said, "Do you think he looks like a robot?"

"Robot..." He Shujun muttered to himself, "Is this his madness? Becoming a slave to work?"

Ding Yi said, "Perhaps, he is a slave to this bus and this bus route."

He Shujun trembled, and said, "It's terrible." She shook her head, "The lunatics in the museum are also terrible...frantically pursuing performance? Number of tourists?"

While guessing, she turned sideways to get out of the way, and saw the driver leave the bus with a stern face, probably at the time when he got off work. He confirmed that He Shujun and Ding Yi also got out of the car, and then closed the door.

As he gradually walked away, his footsteps seemed to gradually become brisk, and his steps relaxed a lot.

Not long after, he left the sight of the two taskers.

He Shujun looked at the direction he was leaving, then turned around, looked at the opposite position, and her tone also became lighter: "Let's go, we still have to go to the museum."

They got up.

Although the bus passed the station, it is still relatively close to the bus parking lot now compared to the original route from the library to the museum.

He Shujun said: "I found that this nightmare... Although there are many lunatics, it seems to have a certain order. Is this what it looks like after the end? A civilization built on wasteland?"