Super thriller live broadcast

The in-car announcement sounded, and the No. 14 bus entered the station.

The ghost-like woman with permed hair staggered up from her seat. She bit her lip, dug her nails into her belly, and walked towards the car door.

"Sorry, please take the back door when you get off the car." The driver reminded in a low voice. The woman had no intention of answering. She was very close to the front door and walked to the door in a few steps.

"whee……"

The car door opened, and the laughter of children playing could be heard outside. I looked over and saw a few young black figures throwing a vegetable basket at the door of the car, and then ran and jumped into the maternal and child health hospital.

"Whose naughty kid is still up so late?"

The woman with a perm wore high heels and stepped down with a clanging sound. She was so heartbroken that she didn't want to step aside when she saw the vegetable basket blocking her way, and she was about to step in with her foot.

"etc!"

Just when the sharp high heels were about to fall into the vegetable basket, a baby's cry came from the old basket.

After all, the permed girl's feet did not fall. The pointed heels were only a few centimeters away from the baby's skin that could be broken by a blow. The baby in the vegetable basket could even raise his hand to grab the permed girl's calf.

Almost killing a young life, the permed girl's heart was still frightened, and her brain filled with resentment also regained some sense.

"Mom..." The baby's mouth was filled with cries, and the sound he made with all his strength sounded like the word "Mom".

Squatting at the front door of the car, the permed woman was stunned for more than a minute. She suddenly changed her mind and did not get out of the car. Instead, she picked up the vegetable basket and sat back in her seat.

"What is this crazy woman planning to do?" No matter if she is a human or a ghost, she is not a threat to me as long as she gets out of the car. But who would have thought that not only did she not get out of the car, but she picked up a baby.

It's not that I don't have sympathy, it's just that the time and place where this abandoned baby appeared is too weird.

In the wilderness, who would choose to abandon a baby at a bus stop in the early morning?

This clearly does not want the baby to live. In other words, this is not abandonment, but intentional murder!

The woman with the perm didn't let go of the vegetable basket. The baby inside was crying and she didn't take any measures. Instead, she opened her handbag, took out her makeup box and started to dress up seriously.

"Are you crazy?" I pointed my phone at the girl with a perm, and the live broadcast room exploded.

"Fuck, what the hell is this?"

"Facts have proven that as long as humans are willing to work hard, they can definitely be scarier than ghosts!"

"You ordinary people only look at the surface. Haven't you discovered the weirdest thing about this woman with a perm?"

"What did you find upstairs?"

"It's obviously the season to wear black stockings, but this woman is actually wearing pantyhose!"

"Fuck you uncle!"

She simply touched up her makeup, and her face that was stained by crying just now was covered with thick foundation. She finished applying lipstick amidst the baby's cry: "If I hadn't aborted my first child, I would be like you now." It’s big.”

The look on his face that makes his face fall off when he smiles definitely affects his appetite. I feel a little sympathy for the baby in the vegetable basket.

The woman with the perm took out her mobile phone and picked up the baby. She rubbed the baby's swollen face: "It's so similar. You look so much like that heartless man."

Strangely enough, when the baby was held in her arms, her cries became significantly quieter, and her chubby face seemed to hide deeper emotions.

"Since no one wants you, then I will be your mother. Come, let's say hello to dad." She dialed the man's number, but was hung up as expected. She tried several numbers but no one answered.

"Okay, Li Zijian, you forced me to do this!" The permed woman held the baby in one hand. Her skinny arms strangled the baby in pain, but she didn't care at all.

After searching on WeChat for a long time, she finally found her target, clicked on the video call, and raised the phone in front of her face so that both herself and the baby in her arms could appear on the screen.

The video call was connected not long after. The other person was quiet and introverted, wearing pajamas, with a bulging belly, and his eyes were red and swollen, as if he had just cried.

"Who are you? Why do you have my WeChat account?" The voice sounded gentle, dozens of times better than the girl with a perm on the bus.

"Who am I? Did you forget those photos in your email?"

"It's my husband you seduced!"

"Seduce? To tell you the truth, your husband's so-called overtime work is all with me. We understand every part of each other's body."

"Shut up! Shameless!"

"Are you worthy of talking about me? You were the one who snatched him away from me! I am his wife. Did you see that I am still holding his son in my arms?" The permed woman said with a sinister smile on her face: "What a resemblance! Take a closer look, how much he looks like your husband!"

As she spoke, the permed woman brought the baby's face to the screen and played with the baby's hands.

"You! You..." The woman with a big belly on the other side of the screen suddenly bent down and screamed in pain. When she heard the noise, the man sleeping in the living room outside the door rushed into the house.

"Rourou! Yang Rou!"

Blood soaked her white pajamas. The woman turned over and fell off the bed. The man quickly called the emergency number.

The mobile phone video relayed the tragedy in detail. On the screen, the baby was crying, but the permed woman was smiling very happily.

"Deserves it!" She put the baby back into the basket with a smile, and then threw the basket at her feet as if she had used up a tool, leaving the baby to cry indifferently.

Yiyi, who was sitting aside, was kind-hearted. Seeing the child crying, she subconsciously wanted to hug the child.

As soon as she was about to stand up, I held her shoulders down and said, "Sit down and don't worry about things you shouldn't."

The in-car announcement sounded and the car started. After three consecutive stops, nothing happened for almost forty minutes.

"There are only a few stops left before the terminal." I tiptoed unnaturally, feeling increasingly uneasy.

Although the journey was weird, there was no real crisis. Compared with Xinhu High School, it was too peaceful.

"Ding dong! Qing Tu Guan is here. Please take your belongings with you and get off the bus through the back door. Please get off and go."

The front and rear doors opened, and after about a minute or two, a rhythmic copper bell sounded outside the car. It was very strange, just like the cow bells that rang when driving cattle in my hometown when I was a child.

"What's coming up this time?"

The ringing gradually became clearer, the baby in the basket stopped crying, and several passengers felt confused.

At this moment, the five people sitting in the last row doing errands stood up together. Their faces were livid and their movements were still so stiff.

The five people stood up and lined up to get off the car through the back door. When they turned around one by one, I saw that these people wearing sackcloth and mourning all had a piece of paper with a yellow background and red characters taped on the back of their heads.

"Put a talisman on the back of your head?" I stood up and wanted to record the appearance of the talisman on my mobile phone, but inadvertently I saw an old Taoist priest wearing a blue robe standing under the car.

He shook the copper bell with one hand, waved the wicker with the other hand, and chanted in his mouth.

"Is this the legendary corpse exorcism?" I picked up my phone and walked to the back door. The Taoist priest who was chanting a mantra shook his body and looked at me in disbelief.

"You are..." I was about to speak, but was stopped by the old Taoist priest. He made a silent gesture, inserted the wicker stick into his waist, took out a piece of yellow paper and wrote a few words in a flash, folded it and held it. In the palm of your hand.

Waving the bell, he got on the bus with his eyes closed, put the yellow paper into my hand, and then got off the bus with his eyes closed again.

During the whole process, not a word was said, and no one in the car was glanced at.

I didn't open the yellow paper directly, but watched the old Taoist priest and those people doing mundane things go away.

"When the vehicle starts, please sit still and hold on. You are welcome to take the No. 14 unmanned ticket bus. Please prepare change when you get on the bus and insert a dollar. Passengers who get on the bus please move to the back door and the next stop is the Garden Community."

Also ringing along with the broadcast was the permed woman's cell phone. She looked at the caller ID and had an ugly smile on her face: "Hello? Li Zijian, is your precious wife okay?"

"Rong Rong, what are you talking about? You are my darling, and that yellow-faced woman can no longer hinder us."

The voice on the phone was clear and clear, and the tone and voice were exactly the same as the voice on the previous phone, but the content and tone of voice were completely different.

"Who are you?"

"I'm Zijian? I'm calling you so late to tell you the good news. We can finally be together openly!"

"Are you divorced?"

"No, it's easier than divorce. That woman died in a car accident with her little bastard! I don't have to divide the property, and I can get a lot of money from the insurance company! God's will! God put us together!" Phone call There was a man's excited voice over there, sounding like a child who was eager to be praised by the teacher for doing something good.

"Stop acting! Do you think I will still believe you?" The permed woman smiled coldly: "You called me at night and asked me to abort the child, you ungrateful guy!"

"Abort the child? Rongrong, are you having a nightmare? I never called you! Besides, it is my biological flesh and blood, how could I be willing to let you abort it?" The man on the phone was confused: " Rongrong, I didn’t lie to you, if you don’t believe me, just read the news yourself.”

I kept paying attention to the situation over there and found that the plot turned unexpectedly unexpected. I returned to my seat and immediately took out my mobile phone to search online.

"At around 5 pm today, a serious traffic accident occurred at the gate of Jiangcheng Garden Community. A private car collided with a No. 14 bus. The accident resulted in two deaths and one injury. One of the deceased was an elderly woman. Her identity and name have been confirmed. Yang Rou..." The news also included several pictures, one of which was a mosaic of a woman wearing a red maternity dress.

The woman with a perm must have also seen this news. Her hand holding the phone was shaking.

"Hey Rongrong, you saw it, I didn't lie to you."

"Zijian." It seemed as if someone had strangled her neck. The permed woman was having difficulty breathing: "I'm sorry, I actually deceived you. Your wife didn't steal from anyone at all. The child in her belly is yours..."

Her head was forcibly twisted, and the permed woman looked at the baby who crawled out of the vegetable basket at some point. She stared at the baby's face: "Look, he looks so much like you!"