Sangou, who has always been idle, is determined to discuss the evil things about last night with Jiang Yue, but he also feels that it is not convenient for outsiders to hold on, and he feels extremely uncomfortable.

The driver, Boss Zhou, is also from Xingcheng. He usually delivers goods to people, travels from south to north, and speaks very neatly. He plays all kinds of jokes along the way, with more meat and less vegetables, regardless of whether Sangou is a minor or not. He drives in his hands, drives in his mouth, and carries in parallel, showing his excellent qualities of veteran drivers.

People who have been on the road for many years are particularly taboo to talk about evil things on the road. Boss Zhou has almost never stopped his mouth, but he never mentioned the matter of the bus yesterday.

Jiang Yue's family is in the east of the city, and Boss Zhou is in the north of the city. He could only put down the two of them at the fork in the road.

A taxi was stopped by the roadside, and the two brothers jumped into the car and reported the name of the community directly.

"Go to the Crescent Harbor."

Crescent Harbor is more than ten or twenty years old. It became popular at the time when it was launched and is quite famous in Xingcheng. Of course, drivers who run for rent are familiar with it.

Those who work in rental industry have a living map in their minds. When they hear that they are going to the Crescent Harbor, they will automatically plan their routes in their minds.

"Brother, we have to take a detour today, the traffic control section of Xingcheng Second Hospital of Heye Avenue."

"Which section of the road is traffic control?" Jiang Yue felt a little suspicious.

Heye Avenue is one of the main roads in Xingcheng, especially the section of Xingcheng Second Hospital. It is often congested even during peak hours. At this point at noon, if traffic control is required, God knows what the surrounding road sections will be like.

"Isn't it a hell? I ran a taxi for eleven years, and I only encountered two traffic control on Heye Avenue. The last time it was a few years ago when the leader came to Xingcheng for inspection."

"The chief is here again these two days?"

"This time, it's not true. I heard it was temporary control. More than half an hour ago, I pulled a order from the Second Hospital. I heard from my colleagues that something happened to the Second Hospital."

"What happened?" Jiang Yue's eyelids twitched when he heard something happened.

"It's said that a patient jumped off a building in the ICU ward."

"Is it necessary to control traffic when I jump a building?" Even a kid of Sangou's age can't fool him.

Jiang Yue was silent instead.

Not to mention the taxi driver's words, I don't know which one is the first-hand news. Even if it is the first-hand news, these words are full of suspicion.

Patients entering the ICU are completely unavailable to take care of themselves.

Besides, I have been to the hospital and know how strong the windows of the ward are. A strong man in good health may not be able to open them. If a patient who has entered the ICU, what kind of ICU can he enter?

To take a step back, even if the news is true, there is no need to control the entire section of the road.

The taxi driver's tone was quite exaggerated and said with a smile: "I heard from them that this is a very evil thing."

“How evil is it?”

"The door of the ICU ward was not opened, and the patient jumped down by force. The ICU was on the top floor of the building, which had eighteen floors, and it was said that the cement floor had been smashed into a hole."

"If you jump down on the 18th floor, you won't hit a pit on the ground, that's a pity."

"It's really not an evil sect to smash a pit on the ground. What's an evil sect is that there is no blood on the scene, no corpses... There is nothing except a pit! This is an evil sect!"

Speaking of this, the taxi driver was a little furious and glanced down at the mirror with guilt.

If Jiang Yue's physics teacher is present, he will definitely quote the formula and calculate how much potential energy it will be and how much force it will be generated when jumping down from the 18th floor, and then draw a scientific conclusion-

Not only will you die, but your death will also be quite ugly.

Eighteenth floor...

Jiang Yue was really unable to complain. How clear is the designer of this building that he has to set the total number of floors to the 18th floor?

Of course, some taxi drivers like to hearsay and then brain-refining and processing themselves, enjoying the pursuit of wonder and attracting attention.

Jiang Yuequan came to listen to the story.

Even if it is just a story, there are still more details here that cannot stand scrutiny.

Jiang Yue naturally won’t compare this.

The car parked at the community gate and marked the price for 28 yuan. Jiang Yue, a student, didn't pay with his mobile phone very often, and was still used to giving cash.

After handing over thirty, the driver skillfully touched two steel horns and handed them over.

As soon as Jiang Yue took it, he suddenly grabbed the driver's wrist and stared at the driver's palm with his eyes straight at the driver's palm, with a look of surprise on his face.

The driver was startled by Jiang Yue's cold action: "Brother, I'm not good at this!"

This guy has a fat head and a greasy face, but it doesn't prevent him from thinking. He actually thought that Jiang Yue was thinking about it.

Jiang Yue then let go of his hand and smiled invisibly: "You're thinking too much."

Then he added: "Say one more thing, you're in trouble."

The taxi driver grinned and showed his mouth full of yellow teeth: "What's wrong? Brother, are you scaring me? Although I haven't been in the world for many years, I can summon 180 men in one phone call in a minute. Do you believe it?"

Communication between people is indeed a very difficult task.

Jiang Yue said something to the point of his mouth, but he swallowed it back. Seeing that the other party didn't look like a good person, why bother doing this thankless thing?

Push open the door and get out of the car.

"Silly!" The driver cursed, stepped on the accelerator and left.

"Second brother, what's going on?" With Sangou's understanding of the second brother, he would never make trouble. There must be a reason for doing that just now.

"This driver probably had some evil or had just done something unethical. There was obviously a black line in his palm's lifeline."

"What does this mean?" Sangou was curious.

"It's not other meaning. According to calculations, he will have to lose about twenty years of life."

"Is it so mysterious?" Sangou was surprised.

"This thing is really so mysterious. I can only say that it is for those who are destined to hear it, and most people may not believe it. So I didn't point it out just now."

"It's better not to point it out. Look at the guy's tone, it will make people feel uncomfortable. If you tell him, he might ask you what to do. Then maybe he will laugh at me."

"Everyone has his own destiny, and we cannot force it. But this matter is really strange." Jiang Yue's brows slightly crouched.

"What else is weird?"

"That black line is very strange. Generally, this kind of black line is faintly visible and not so easy to see. His black line is like an earthworm drilling into his palm, fierce, urgent and particularly obvious. This shows that his disaster came very suddenly..."

"Nothing will happen on the road, right?"

"It's not like it's going to be fulfilled in a car accident, without any signs of blood."

"Is that sick?"

"It's not very similar. So I feel weird."

Jiang Yue couldn't figure it out. He had never heard of such a palmistry.

After entering the community, it rained again at noon, and there were no one outside the community.

The floor where Jiang Yue’s family is located is a small high-rise on the 11th floor, with two elevators and four households. His family lives in Room 801 on the eighth floor, which belongs to the east.

After opening the door, Sangou plunged into the house before Jiang Yue pulled out the key. He was about to arch on the sofa, but Jiang Yue called out.

"Sangou, wait."

Jiang Yue had a strange heart, so he quickly stepped forward, turned behind Sangou, staring at Sangou's butt, his face was a little wrong.

"Second brother, why are you staring at my butt?"

"What's wrong with your pants? It's so broken? Where did you pick it up?"

"How is this possible? These are pants I bought during the Chinese New Year and I changed them in the morning." Sangou barked.

Jiang Yue signaled him to take it off and take a look.

Looking at the hole on the buttocks of his pants, Sangou was also stunned. He held his pants in a daze. He changed the pants before he went out, and they were still fine when they changed them.

It's not uncommon to have two holes in your pants.

What’s strange is that judging from the wear and fading of the fabric in that area, it is absolutely not as worn as this level without ten or eight years of accumulation.

The problem is, this is obviously a new pair of pants I bought at the beginning of the year.

That feeling is like someone deliberately putting his pants in his hip position.

Because, the other areas of the pants compared with them are obviously intact, and the color and fabric are at least 90% new.

There was such a strange contrast in the same pair of pants!

Jiang Yue remained silent.

Through my strong memory, I began to restore my experience when I arrived in front of my house in the morning.

When Sangou went out, his pants were indeed good.

There is no doubt about this.

When I went out, I took Boss Zhou's car, got out, then called home, got out of the car and walked into the house.

After sorting out all the links, suspicion came to the surface, and Jiang Yue exclaimed softly: "That taxi."

The corresponding detailed evidence is the strange black line in the palm of the taxi driver...

There was a faint answer that was about to come out.

Jiang Yue hurriedly grabbed Sangou's palm and observed it carefully for a while, but nothing happened.
To be continued...