The Last Train to Hell

I take it to heart, but I don’t have time for a while.

When something like this happened, the Special Paranormal Investigation Team came in handy.

I'm okay, I go to the police station for duty every three days.

By the time Duanmei is busy every day, Shenlong never ends, often when I get up in the morning.

I found that he had completely disappeared. When I came back from the car, he was already lying on the bed, fast asleep.

Before I got out of the car, he hadn't come home yet, which was quite amazing.

Two people sleeping in the same bed rarely talk to each other.

I also thought about it, should I wake up Duanmei and talk to him?

Ask him about his current situation?

But he was so busy, and seeing the dark circles under his eyes, I felt embarrassed.

What's more, I also know that even if I ask about a problem that can't be solved by cutting off my eyebrows, there is little chance that I can solve the problem.

Might as well put all the questions away. Give them all back to Duanmei and let him deal with them alone.

As for the result of the processing? It also has a lot to do with me.

Duanmei has been really suffering during this period of time, which I still know well.

It's a pity that I can't do anything to help him. For such a long time, I can only do my best not to cause trouble.

I received a call in the middle of the night, telling me to go to the underground garage of the bus company a little early.

There was a small meeting tonight, and it was postponed until 11:30 just to wait for me.

As for the remaining drivers. They all wait there directly after get off work.

When I received this call, I felt completely confused.

But after all, it was the bus company that sent the order.

I couldn't refuse outright, thinking that half past eleven wasn't too early.

I planned to leave twenty minutes early to see what the situation was like.

Speaking of which, the past few days have been really peaceful, so peaceful that it's almost unbelievable.

It was so calm that I couldn't feel at ease at all.

I always feel that this calm calmness is covered by turbulent waves.

There is always a feeling of darkness before dawn, and I don’t know if my feeling is right or not.

But how many times has this feeling been considered as saving my life?

I told Duanmei about my uneasiness, but Duanmei only told me.

I can only rely on myself for the next thing. The last bus on No. 14 is the last bus, so he can't help much.

If he insists on getting involved, it will only add a lot of trouble.

I know Duan Mei said this because it is the truth.

But if this is the case, it is indeed a bit hard to accept.

I don't say it's cool in my heart, but I always feel that I am physically and mentally exhausted now.

I don't know what to do next.

Just when I was confused and ready to get out of the car, a man in a suit suddenly rushed in from outside.

He was covered in blood, and he looked like a bloody man.

After entering, he closed the door behind his back and knelt straight on the ground.

Not only was he kneeling on the ground, but his knees were so weak that he hit the ground hard.

Seeing him like this now, I feel a little confused.

Gan Da hurriedly helped the old man sit on the sofa, but Duan Mei hadn't come back yet.

There were only two of us at home, and I didn’t know whether I should get out of the car.

I am still taking care of the man in the suit at home. If I waste this time, I will run over and I should be able to catch up with the meeting.

If you continue to take care of the man in the suit, it will be impossible to catch up with the meeting.

Just when I looked embarrassed, the man in the suit suddenly opened his eyes and pointed to the door.

Then he talked to me intermittently.

"There is something going on at the bus company today. You should go there quickly. If you are not there, something will happen on the last bus of No. 14. And no matter what happens tonight, don't leave the last bus of No. 14. You have to believe that. Protective door, nothing can hurt you through the protective door.”

I nodded, stopped taking care of the man in the suit, and ran out without thinking.

After running a few steps, I remembered that there was absolutely no need for me and I had to run over.

And I ran all the way. If something unexpected happens again, how much energy will I have to deal with emergencies?

Thinking of this, I simply stood on the side of the road and started waiting for a taxi.

I was lucky tonight, and I was able to wait for a taxi in more than ten minutes.

Now I got into a taxi. After I reported the name of the place, the taxi driver drove directly there.

But along the way, he looked at my face from time to time, and I thought he looked at me a little strangely.

I just always feel like there's something wrong with him. I wanted to ask me, but I was always embarrassed to ask.

I hesitated for a moment and took the initiative to ask him.

"Master keeps staring at my face, what's going on? Could it be that I look like your relative?"

I asked as if he were joking, if he hadn't been staring at my face.

I wouldn’t even ask him, do I look like your relative?

But when he was facing my face, he really glanced at me every two breaths.

Even if I didn't want to notice, it was like a cat meeting a mouse when I asked him.

My whole body was shaking, and I didn't stop in the end. It returned to normal very quickly.

He returned to normal and answered me with a smile on his face from now on.

"I just saw that you look a bit like my sister. My sister was sent to a Taoist temple when she was young, and no one knows where she went. Don't look at me as young. In fact, I am almost 60 years old. It's just that my family is not easy, so I want to drive a rental car to help my family reduce the burden."

I really didn't expect that this taxi driver was almost 60 years old.

Judging from his face, he is at most in his early 40s.

Generally speaking, taxi and bus drivers in this city are all around this age.

There are no very young people. I am considered a maverick in the bus company.

The other people who are closest to my age are also in their early 30s.

How many young people in their twenties are willing to drive buses or taxis?

This is not an easy job. This guy sits on a chair all year round.

You have to give a sincere smile to the passengers. If you are a little bit neglectful, they will complain.

When I first started driving the bus, I didn't rest well the day before, and when the passengers got on.

I just smiled slightly, and the next day I was notified by the whole company.

"I didn't expect that Master is so old. Did your sister go to Maoshan or Longhushan to learn martial arts?"

When he asked this, I subconsciously asked him back.

Normally, my parents should have grown up in Maoshan or Longhushan.

They were also born there, otherwise, how could those two old Taoist priests say that they are my elders.