The Underworld Detective

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Seeing that the ghost bus was getting closer, Zhou Yang suddenly trot up and shouted to us as he ran, "It keeps stopping at this stop, hurry to the next stop!"

"What? Get in the car?" I said reluctantly.

We voted. Except for me, they all wanted to take a look at the car. I can only obey the majority.

We hurriedly ran towards the stop sign in front and waited until the car approached to find that the speed was not slow, and it was difficult for two legs to run past it. Sun Bingxin was struggling to run in small sandals. Wang vigorously seized the opportunity to say, "I carry you!"

Sun Bingxin dragged the sandals down and held them in his hand: "It's okay, I run barefoot."

What if I stepped on the glass goblet and small stones on the road, I couldn't bear it, and stooped and said, "Come up!"

Sun Bingxin hesitated for a few seconds, rushed to my back, and whispered to me, "Is it heavy?"

"Lighter than Huang Xiaotao!" I answered.

"Bad guy!" She pursed my ears.

We ran under the stop sign, the bus stopped here, and the door was opened in a flash, and several people rushed in.

The car was empty, Zhou Yang stretched his neck curiously: "Why is there no conductor?"

Wang Dali said insidiously: "Maybe you need to collect your soul as the ticket money!"

Zhou Yang stared at him with a stern face: "Don't talk nonsense, okay, this joke is casual?"

Wang vigorously sneered: "I have no guts, and I'm still a strange blogger. I really feel ashamed of you!"

Watching Wang vigorously sounded the counter-attack horn, Sun Bingxin and I both laughed. The four of us found a seat in the back row. Zhou Yang took the mobile phone to shoot everywhere. I warned: "Don't shoot us, be careful I sue you for violating the portrait right."

Zhou Yang said with a smile: "Why do I shoot you, you are not good-looking, I shoot these two beautiful women."

Sun Bing said, "Brother Song Yang, smashed his phone!"

I stood up and Zhou Yang quickly hid my mobile phone behind him: "Ah, why are you like this, can't you make fun of me?"

Zhou Yang ran to the front and sat. He seemed to want to talk to the driver, but the driver looked strange and scary. He couldn't courage. The car kept driving. I observed for a moment and said, "It's not a big deal, it's A normal bus. "

In the back row, Wang Dali screamed, and my eardrums hurt. I asked, "What are you doing!"

Wang vigorously pointed his **** knot and pointed out the window: "Yangzi, look at the shadows!"

We looked in that direction. At first we saw only the dark road surface. When the bus passed a wall, the reflection of the car appeared on it, and we could see the silhouettes of people sitting next to the window.

Sun Bingxin screamed in shock: "There is a ghost in the car!" Then he held me tightly.

Wang Dali, Luo Youyou and Zhou Yang all screamed in shock, but I was indifferent. What about ghosts?

I said, "I don't understand one thing. Usually some ghost novels say that ghosts have no shadow. Other novels say that ghost pictures have non-existent people. Ghosts have shadows but no shadows in the end. The answer? "

Zhou Yang said: "Don't be fooled there, there are people in the car, we just can't see them."

I countered: "Invisible objects indicate that they can transmit light. Since they can transmit light, why are there shadows?"

Zhou Yang forcedly explained: "Ghosts exist in another dimension, and those shadows are projected from another dimension."

I smiled: "It's about four-dimensional space again, what is a four-dimensional space, please trouble me with quarrel ..."

Zhou Yang was silent for a moment: "How do you explain the ghost that just appeared?"

I said, "There must be a scientific explanation, but I don't think those are ghosts."

Zhou Yang cursed: "You, superstitious science people, are hopeless!"

After speaking, he sat down indignantly. I said ‘superstition science’ in my heart. This was the first time I heard the word. Is it in his consciousness that there is something windy and rushing to the top of the spiritual world and it is the normal three views?

Our lips and arrows greatly diluted the strange atmosphere on the car. When the bus passed a street light, we saw the silhouette sitting by the window again.

I pointed at the projection on the ground and said, "These shadows are motionless and a bit suspicious!"

Wang vigorously interjected, "Of course the ghosts don't move."

I said coldly, "Is there any ghost bus, I'll go to the driver and ask for it!"

At this moment, the car stopped suddenly. Two women and one man came up. Both women were heavily makeup and exposed. The men were five big and three thick, with a wretched look. They kept winking at the two women: "You think about it again. Well, stay with me for one night and you will not suffer and you will have money to earn. "

There was a scent of alcohol on the man's body, as if he was a wretched uncle who followed from the club.

The three of them sat in a row in a row, one of the women said, "Are you funny like this? We go to work in a nightclub, but we don't sell it. You want to find a hair salon girl."

The man rubbed his hands and laughed, "How terrible this is. I'm not interested in the two of you. How about it, think about it?"

Sun Bingxin whispered: "It's disgusting!"

The man suddenly returned to God: "Oh, which bus is this?" Then asked Zhou Yang next to him, "Brother, how many cars are these?"

Zhou Yang said coldly that he didn't know.

The three of them dared to board the wrong car somehow. The man continued to persuade the two women to stay with him for the night. I suggested to the others: "Let's get off at the next stop."

Wang Dali whispered, "Have you gotten up so hard?

I deliberately scared him: "It was said on the Internet that this car is driving to Yincao Difu, or you can stay alone to experience it."

This trick was effective in treating his body with his own way, and Wang Dali was frightened with a shock: "Go ahead, get off at the next stop!"

The car passed a stop sign, but it didn't stop. The worrisome man suddenly stood up and went to the driver and knocked on the seat back: "Brother, buddy, do you stop, does this car go to Xinxiang?"

The driver didn't answer, and the insignificant man took a heavier shot: "dumb, can't you talk?"

The king said tremblingly, "He will die! Absolutely!"

I said dismissively, "Is that right? I'll wait and see."

The insignificant man was so annoyed that he reached out to shake the driver's arm, something unexpected happened. The driver's arm fell down and rolled to his feet.

The wretched man screamed, "Ghost! Ghost!"

The atmosphere of terror was contagious, and there was a scream in the entire car. Only I was not affected. I clearly saw that the ground was clearly a prosthetic limb.

The driver quietly picked up the prosthesis, installed it, and continued driving.

The wretched man was terrified, and patted the door desperately, screaming like killing a pig: "Let me go! Let me go!"

At this time, the car stopped, and the insignificant man stood by the door and was pinched by the door. No. Tao yelled, kept dragging his leg and asked us for help. I stood up and said to the driver, "Master, close the door!"

The driver didn't seem to hear the outside sound at all. After waiting for half a minute, the door closed, but it didn't open again, and the car continued on the road.