Mystery: The Lamp God’s Path To Freedom

Wendell stopped the following words in time, he greeted the girl politely, and told her what happened.

"Since the goal is correct, let's move on."

The girl stood up and walked ahead.

When Wendell stood up, she suddenly turned her head and said with a smile: "If I can leave safely, I will write this experience into a novel, maybe it will become a bestseller."

Wendell also smiled, and responded: "The storm is with you."

"No, may the goddess bless me."

The two walked forward together again, carefully observing for a while every time they opened the door.

During the period, they met a fat woman in a blue uniform pushing a sales cart. Wendell hesitated again and again, and asked her the location of the conductor.

"I don't know where the train conductor is, but I know he often hides and drinks."

"Young gentleman, do you want to come too, I have many kinds here."

After being rejected by Wendell, the fat woman stepped down and stopped talking to Wendell, pushing the car and leaving.

Watching the fat woman leave, Wendell thought of a question, how did she manage to go from the front to the rear of the car several times, but never returned?

The two continued to move forward, passing by the car where Wendell hid the paper man before, and he saw the man who had been hiding under the seat before, lying on a row of empty seats and sleeping soundly. an empty glass.

Wendell failed to wake up the man in various ways, and could only let him lie there.

The two escaped the strange gray-white ghost and the Heike who was wandering stiffly in a red shirt without any risk, and successfully arrived at the carriage that integrated the conductor's lounge, dining room and storage room.

All kinds of cabinets, tools, fixed seats, fruits, drinks, etc. are crowded together, which looks very messy. The only people who should be here, but there is no one are the conductors.

Where have all the conductors gone?

The two were about to carefully search for clues that they didn't know if they existed, when Wendell suddenly whispered and quickly said to the girl, "Hide!".

The girl hurriedly got into the closet, only to hear a long "squeak", the sound came from small to loud, reaching her ears.

When she calmed down, she found herself hiding in a pile of seat covers in the dark. A ray of light leaked in from the gap in the closet was easily blocked by the hanging clothes. Here, keep the body as small as possible to allow more fabric to bury itself deeper.

While moving her body, she was separated by something hard and angular. Before she could confirm, she suddenly felt footsteps outside stopped in front of the closet.

The girl's heart was beating heavily with "thump bang bang", the sound was so loud that she was worried that things outside the door could also hear it.

There was a brief alternation of ambiguity in front of her eyes, and the girl saw the red blouse hanging all over the closet.

Why didn't I notice it when I just got in?

Fortunately, the eyes of these ghosts don't seem to be very good.

When the silence enveloped the carriage again, the girl carefully opened the wardrobe.

Suddenly, a hand was placed on the girl's shoulder...

"Who are you? Why are you here?"

The girl's body stiffened suddenly, she turned her head with difficulty, and found that it was a short and thin man in a blue uniform, and the girl was relieved immediately.

"I'm a passenger, I'm here... Well, I'm here to find the train conductor."

The girl thought for a while and decided to tell the truth, she wanted to see if the conductor would offer some help.

"Please show your ticket."

The man had a straight face and a firm tone.

The girl was busy groping around her body, but soon she became flustered, her forehead was slightly sweaty, and the thin ticket was missing from her embroidered waist bag and handbag.

As time passed, the male conductor slowly showed a stiff standard smile.

As if a certain condition had finally been fulfilled, the male conductor suddenly said, "If you don't have a ticket, you're not a passenger on the train, and you can't stay on the train."

The girl turned around suddenly and ran away.

At this moment, the male trainer stepped forward, walked out from the closet, put on the red vest in his hand, and slowly chased after him.

Wendell hid himself in the closet. When he checked the compartment, he found that it was very empty, and there was still a lot of unoccupied space. After he entered, the closet door couldn't be fully closed, so he quickly pulled a cart over the closet.

Although he couldn't see what was going on outside, he could hear clearly.

He didn't know who, or what, the girl was talking to, but that didn't make him stand up. He had no solution to the girl's plight, enough reason to completely control his impulse.

"No! Don't push me down... ah..."

When Wendell pushed away the cover in front of him and stood in the carriage, he was left alone again.

In the unclosed wardrobe, a pile of washed, whitish old blue covers spread out on the floor like vomit from the wardrobe, and an old notebook loomed in the half-covered area.

"She's so beautiful."

"I would do anything for her while being looked into by her eyes."

"Those damned bastards dared to say such things to her. If they didn't remember that I was a conductor, I would have knocked out their teeth."

This notebook is very strange, the pages are glued together from front to back, and only a single sheet in the middle is written. There was very little text on this page. Wendell turned it over and saw that there were also words on the back.

"She didn't get out of the car at night!"

"It talked to me a lot, if it wasn't for work tomorrow, if it wasn't for worrying that she was too sleepy, I really wanted to talk to her all night."

"Even though she said she stayed only because she didn't have to pay for an overnight stay on the train, I was still very happy."

"There are a lot of raspberries left today. Then tomorrow morning, I can treat her to drink purple raspberry juice. Just wear the latest red vest. They all say I look great in that."

Wendell read it over and over again, and only came to one possible conclusion. Could this be the cause of this extraordinary event? But what's the use? Could it be that someone even came up with a backstory?

Passing through this carriage is the conductor's room, the power room, and the driver's cab. Wendell took the notes he picked up and pushed the conductor's room away first.

It was also empty inside, no one was there.

As an intelligence officer and "magistrate" of MI9, he has a delicate mind and meticulous observations. He is good at detecting abnormal factors within the scope of his ability and grasping unobvious traces.

He carefully inspected this small space, and finally found only a train safety log.

He hastily flipped through the records for several years, and most of them were "arrived safely at a certain time on a certain day and month", and only one item caught his attention.

"On May 5, 1345, a mudslide occurred in the mountainous section of Ahova County, killing hundreds of people and severely damaged the train. The train was out of service for nearly 3 months for repairs."

It was hard for Wendell not to associate this record with the contents of the notes.

He combined all the clues and pieced together a complete logical chain in his mind.

After confirming that he could not enter the power room and cab, Wendell returned to the conductor's lounge. He remembered that he had been reminded that the conductor should be in a place related to alcohol.