Zhou Hai didn't react for a moment, or he felt that the words on the other end of the intercom were somewhat outrageous.
"The ghost passenger just encountered something dirty, and Lao Li is still lying in the hospital."
The other end of the intercom repeated it to Zhou Hai, as if he was worried that the other party did not hear clearly, so he emphasized the word "dirty" in a special tone.
"Dirty things? Hahaha, who did you listen to? Lao Li is lying in the hospital now. Did he get up from the hospital bed and tell you? You must have been deceived. Where in the world is this?
What the hell, what you said is not as true as what you just said about vampires coming from the eastern suburbs."
After being laughed at by Zhou Hai, the person on the other end of the intercom seemed to be angry with him, but he seemed to know Zhou Hai's temper. After the intercom went silent for a while, the person's voice came again.
"Fuck you, I'm telling you, that dirty thing was seen by many people, but it was only Lao Li who was unlucky enough to let him get into the car. How can this be false? If you don't believe it, you can ask other people in the team.
"
The voice on the other end of the intercom was obviously a little angry.
"Okay, okay, don't you believe me? Come to my house tomorrow night. I'll ask your sister-in-law to cook some vegetables and we two will have some drinks."
"Hey, really, okay, I'll bring the good wine from home tomorrow, but Lao Zhou, remember, it's best not to run to the other end of Osmanthus Alley at night, there's no one there anyway
Got a job."
Just after Zhou Hai responded casually, a man suddenly appeared about two hundred meters away from his car. If Zhou Hai hadn't reacted quickly, he would have just run over the man.
"What the hell, are you looking for death? Are you walking without looking at the road?"
Zhou Hai slapped the horn hard, rolled down the car window, stuck his head out, and cursed loudly.
The man was wearing a black hoodie, and the hat on the back of the shirt was placed on his head. He couldn't be seen at all, but his somewhat pale face could only be vaguely seen.
"Is there something wrong with you? You are still wearing black at night. Are you looking for death?"
Zhou Hai's yelling voice came through the walkie-talkie, and then there was a voice from the other end of the walkie-talkie.
"Lao Zhou, what's going on?"
"It's okay. He's walking blind. If I hadn't reacted quickly, I would have bumped into him just now. It's really unlucky."
Lao Zhou took the walkie-talkie and replied casually. When he looked up again, he found that the man was still there.
"Is there something wrong with you? Get out of the way! Are you going to touch porcelain? Be careful, I'm calling the police!"
The man in the black hoodie never raised his head to look at Zhou Hai from beginning to end. He just stood in front of his taxi for a while and then slowly moved.
After Zhou Hai saw the man wearing a black hoodie move away, he was about to drive away.
"It's really unlucky to meet such a stupid person."
Just when Zhou Hai was about to restart the car, he suddenly heard a "bang" behind him. He looked up in the rearview mirror and found that the man wearing a black hoodie was sitting in the back seat of the taxi.
superior.
The man's head was always covered with a hat, so he couldn't see clearly at all.
Zhou Hai frowned, and then asked: "What are you going to do? Let me tell you, this is a legal society, and there is no such thing as fighting."
The man in a black hoodie didn't even raise his head, he just said blankly: "Take a taxi."
Zhou Hai didn't believe it at first, but it wasn't until the man in the black hoodie said it again that Zhou Hai confirmed that he really wanted to take a taxi.
"hiss--"
The voice of the person who just spoke to Zhou Hai came from the intercom.
"Lao Zhou, where are you? What does the person who stopped your car look like?"
The voice on the other end of the walkie-talkie sounded very anxious, as if he was worried that Zhou Hai would encounter some bad guy. However, the walkie-talkie was always on, so what was said on the other end of the walkie-talkie was also heard by the man in the black hoodie.
Zhou Hai picked up the walkie-talkie and said into the walkie-talkie: "Stop talking about it now, I'm here to do the work."
After saying this, he turned on the intercom directly without waiting for the person on the other end of the intercom to speak again.
Zhou Hai smiled awkwardly at the man sitting in the back seat, fearing that what he just said would make him angry.
"That friend of mine is like that, he talks more straightforwardly."
Zhou Hai didn't seem to have any reaction when he saw the man in the back seat. He was relieved at first.
"Little brother, where are we going?"
Zhou Hai closed the car window. He felt that the weather was suddenly a little cold today.
"It was quite warm just now, why did the weather suddenly change?"
"Osmanthus Alley."
The man's voice was unusually cold, making Zhou Hai shiver involuntarily.
"Osmanthus Alley?"
Zhou Hai remembered what the person on the other end of the intercom had just said to him.
"Lao Li encountered dirty things in Osmanthus Alley before, and he is still lying in the hospital."
Zhou Hai raised his eyes and looked at the rearview mirror and found that the man behind him was still the same as when he came up before. He had his head lowered and the hat on his clothes was on his head. He couldn't see clearly at all, but his body looked
Very stiff, like a corpse that had just crawled out of the grave.
"Little brother, why are you going to Osmanthus Alley at this late hour? I remember that all the old people living there live in Nancheng District. Now there are no young people living there."
After Zhou Hai finished speaking, he glanced at the man behind him through the rearview mirror, as if he wanted to see his reaction.
To Zhou's dismay, the man behind him still had no reaction.
"My grandma's house is over there. I'll go over and see her."
The man in the black hoodie answered Zhou Hai's question, but his voice was still so cold, which made Zhou Hai feel a little shuddering.
"It's strange, when did the weather in August become so cold?"
Zhou Hai put on the coat he had left in the car and even turned the air conditioner to heating mode.
"Look at me, grandma, I probably won't do that if I encounter dirty things."
Zhou Hai encouraged himself in his heart. Although he did not believe that there were ghosts in this world, after all, his friend had just told him about this matter, so Zhou Hai had to think more about it.
"Master, can we drive?"
The man sitting in the back seat sounded a little impatient, but he had no intention of getting out of the car. He just sat there blankly, with his head lowered, waiting for Zhou Hai's answer.
"Open right now, open right now."
Zhou Hai started the car and drove into the distance.
Osmanthus Alley is in Nancheng District. As Zhou Hai said just now, it is an old alley. No young people will live there at all. Those who stay there are some old people, so there are few people there, especially at night.
People come out for activities.
In addition, because it is an old alley, the circuits there are aging, and the street lights in the boxes have never been on. The municipal department also sent people to repair it, but the results were not satisfactory, and in the end it was nothing.
Two beams of light appeared at the entrance of the pitch-black alley, and then a taxi slowly drove forward.
"Little brother, where are you going? This alley is so narrow, it will be difficult to get out soon."
Zhou Hai squinted outside and saw that under the light of the taxi's headlights, the words "Osmanthus Alley" were painted with red paint on the entrance of the alley. From a distance, it looked like they were written on it with blood. It looked like
Both scary and frightening.
"It's quite strange here. The name of the alley is handwritten, and it's written in such big letters."
Zhou Hai didn't dare to express his opinion on the red paint. He was worried that there really was that kind of dirty stuff here. If that was the case, if his words offended the other party, he would really regret it.
"To guide some homeless people."
Zhou Hai felt that the words of the man in the back seat were a bit confusing, so he did not start a fight.
"That little brother, I'm not telling you, where is our grandma's house? If we go further, my car won't be able to pass, so why don't I just stop here? I guess the rest of the way is not too far.
Just feel tired and stroll over by yourself."
Zhou Hai drove the car, and the deeper he went into the alley, the more uneasy he felt, as if there was some danger waiting for him ahead.
"It's just ahead."
The man in the black hoodie reached out and pointed not far ahead.
This was the first time Zhou Hai saw a man make other movements, but when he saw those pale hands, he couldn't help but be startled.
Those were probably the whitest hands he had ever seen, not the kind of sickly white, but a deathly gray white, full of the aura of death.
Zhou Hai swallowed, obviously frightened by the man's hands.
"Little brother, the front is too narrow and my car can't pass. Why don't you walk the rest of the way? I won't charge you for the car today."
"That's okay, but master, can you do me a favor?"
Zhou Hai couldn't hear any emotion in the man's voice except that it was cold.
"What... what are you busy with?"
In fact, Zhou Hai refused in his heart at this time. What he wanted to do now was to leave this alley and go home. Take a comfortable hot bath and then sleep again. When he got up the next day, he would
Forget everything that happened today.
"My grandma is sick, and I want to take her to the hospital. Her legs and feet are inconvenient, so I want the master to help me carry her out of the house."
Zhou Hai's eyes widened. It was too late for him to hide now, let alone carry the person out.
When the man saw that Zhou Hai had no intention of agreeing, he was not in a hurry, but his figure returned to its original shape, sitting there upright, with no intention of getting out of the car.
"He's not waiting for me to promise him..."
When Zhou Hai saw the man's appearance, he guessed what he was thinking and began to think about whether he should help him or not.
"You shouldn't recite it so little. What little brother said should be the truth."
Zhou Hai thought of this, opened the car door, and then looked at the man in the back seat.
"Let's go, who made me so warm-hearted?"
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