"When we proposed to join, the player named Qiangwei raised his hand to object. If you go back to him now, will he believe your words?" Li Guoer didn't understand why Han Fei wanted to go back: "We are a group.
They will definitely favor their own people."
"That Qiangwei is very rational. He makes choices not because of feelings, but to maximize the interests of everyone. I don't need his help, I just tell him truthfully what F did and let him make his own judgment.
"Han Fei always feels that the group of game participants in Perfect Life are very special. They are different from the aborigines in the city, as if they came here specially from other places.
"I still think it's very risky." Li Guoer followed Han Fei: "If you insist on going back, then we'd better hurry up and make a time difference so that we don't get blocked by F and them."
"Let's take a taxi." As Han Fei passed the corner of the street, he noticed a black taxi driving slowly from a distance, like a driverless hearse looking for its owner.
"Do you think you have a long life?" Li Guoer refused repeatedly. The ugly cat in Han Fei's backpack also meowed and tried to escape.
"Walking back normally, time is too tight." Han Fei covered his heart: "More importantly, I want to verify some ideas."
"Verify what?"
"That F seems to have the ability to predict the future, and I seem to have the ability to predict death. Whenever death approaches, I feel extremely scared and frightened." Han Fei walked to the side of the road and waved towards the distance: "But I'm watching.
I didn't feel scared when I got into this black taxi. I'm not scared, which means I won't die. If I won't die, why can't I take it?"
After listening to Han Fei's words, Li Guoer couldn't find a reason to refute for a while: "I originally said that the person who could predict the future was abnormal, and your condition is no different from his."
Black taxis drive on the streets late at night, like lonely boats floating on the River Styx, waiting for those destined to be reincarnated.
Without seeing how the vehicle was approaching, it had already stopped next to Han Fei. A strange sound of "Gaden" and "Gaden" came from the dark car, which made people feel very uncomfortable.
"Get in the car!" Han Fei opened the car door, and a strange odor wafted out of the car. It was hard to tell what the smell was.
"No, are you sure you won't think about it again?"
Li Guoer was okay and could at least put up a fight, but the ugly cat in Han Fei's backpack could only purr and purr, and was thrown into the taxi by Han Fei without any resistance.
"Okay, I will believe you again." Li Guoer also entered the car and sat in the back seat.
After Li Guoer got in the car, Han Fei opened the front door of the taxi. He seemed to sit directly in the passenger seat in order to have better communication with the driver and create a better experience.
"We're going to Perfect Life B&B. Please drive faster, we're in a hurry." When Han Fei spoke, he had been paying attention to his physical condition. His heart was beating steadily, and his brain did not produce any fear.
Compared to Han Fei's calmness, the taxi driver looked a little restless. He gripped the steering wheel tightly with both hands, his index fingers trembling slightly, and his face was pale and bloodless.
"Perfect life...B&B..." The driver repeated the address intermittently, as if he was about to get sick at any time. Sitting in this man's car, it felt like going camping with Death.
Li Guoer grabbed Han Fei's backpack. She tried to push the car door, but it was locked. If she wanted to leave now, she could only smash the window.
Without further communication, the driver started the car.
The dark taxi was driving in the dark night. The driver seemed to be driving on the road for the first time. His hands were holding the steering wheel very hard, his shirt was soaked with sweat, and his eyes were wandering. Sometimes he looked in the rearview mirror, and sometimes he looked back again.
to the electronic watch in the car.
"Master, you'd better drive seriously and don't distract yourself." Han Fei has the sharp knife called companionship hidden in his sleeve. If the driver is disobedient, he can only find another way to accompany him.
"Okay, I know... By the way, where are you going?"
"Perfect Life B&B, if you don't know the way, I can show you the way." When he came, Han Fei had already memorized the route. It was like there was a map in his mind, and he relied on his memory to slow down the map.
Slow fill complete.
"No, I know the road." Apart from looking abnormal, the driver didn't have any other problems. At least his driving skills were pretty good and he wasn't driving in the wrong direction.
Sitting in the car, Han Fei looked at the buildings on both sides. This was the first time he saw the city shrouded in night from this angle. He had a strange feeling like he had stepped into a horror movie.
After driving through two intersections, the driver's legs slowly began to shake. He glanced at the electronic watch: "Perfect Life B&B, I know that place. You want to go to Perfect Life, right?"
"Yes."
"Perfect Life B&B, Perfect Life B&B..." The driver kept repeating this location. When the green light came on, he stepped on the accelerator and chose a path and drove straight over.
"Ahem!" Li Guoer coughed a few times in the back row, then took out his mobile phone and handed it to Han Fei: "Someone sent you a text message, asking if you will go home for dinner tonight?"
Han Fei, who was slightly confused, took the phone and clicked on the text message. It was a message edited by Li Guoer himself. The smell came from under the back seat. There were still blood stains on the edge of the seat cushion that had not been cleaned up. He must have died in the back seat.
Man, if you look at the video below, it’s not very clear from the cell phone.
Han Fei scrolled down and saw the video Li Guoer had just taken.
The other person probably wanted to use his phone to see what was under the seat, so he secretly put his phone under the seat to take a picture.
After turning off the sound in advance, Han Fei calmly clicked on the video.
The video of a few seconds ended quickly, and it was pitch black under the seat, making it impossible to see anything clearly.
"The smell is indeed coming from under the seat." Han Fei looked over it several times and finally found something unusual. Under Li Guoer's seat, there was a small patch of blurry white.
"Why should I go home to eat when I'm with you?" The video on the mobile phone was unclear. Han Fei turned his head and said a line casually. When he returned the phone to Li Guoer, he looked under the seat.
There was a man's head stuck under the dark back seat. His eyes were wide open and his face was covered in blood.
"Tell her that I still have some important tasks to do, so I won't go back tonight and let her pay attention to her own safety." Han Fei has a strong command of lines and an even better improvisational ability, and he is a scumbag in an instant.
The male image is interpreted.
After getting her phone back, Li Guoer seemed to understand Han Fei's hint and put her hand into her pocket. She looked very calm, but in fact she was already on high alert.
After rounding another intersection, the driver's cheeks were soaked with sweat. He seemed to have some heart problem. He slowly lowered his head and said as if he was in a daze: "I want to go to Perfect Life B&B. I know the way. I want to go there." Go to Perfect Life B&B. Go to Perfect Life B&B. There is a house there. The house is full of flowers. The children are laughing and laughing. I also saw my own child. By the way, I want to pick him up from school. I will pick him up to go to Lanzhou. A white secret garden full of butterflies.”
The electronic watch in the taxi showed that it was now 11:58 pm, with only two minutes left before midnight. The real abnormality in the taxi seemed to be slowly emerging.
The driver was still walking on the road to Perfect Life B&B, but he was muttering and starting to say some completely irrelevant words.
"My son likes to watch the sea the most. He and his children were sent to a place where blue flowers were blooming. Just after they were planted, a fire broke out there. When I arrived, I happened to see my son blooming in the flames. He The cry is like a blooming black flower, blooming in the hottest place, blooming in my heart..."
While the taxi driver was muttering to himself, Li Guoer in the back seat noticed the newspaper inserted in the seat. There were two gray and white photos posted on the old newspaper.
In one of the pictures, a fire broke out in a training class. In the picture, a child rolled over in the fire and finally fell into the sea of flames.
Another photo showed a taxi that had been hit and deformed. The driver and passengers were in terrible condition, with mosaics all over their bodies.
Out of uneasiness, Li Guoer took out the newspaper. When she saw the news headlines, her heartbeat began to accelerate.
"A taxi driver killed nine people in a row just because he believed in resurrecting corpses?"
"A taxi driver vented his anger over the death of his child on innocent passengers. He claimed that he could give the passenger's soul as a sacrifice to the child to help the child resurrect. He also said that there are nine different ways to resurrect the dead. He is the lowest Level, the one with the lowest success rate.”
"In order to complete the ceremony, the man spent all his money to prepare nine ceremonies and deliberately murdered eight passengers and an innocent passerby..."
Seeing this, Li Guoer's expression turned very bad, and it happened to be midnight.
When all the time on the electronic watch was cleared and turned to zero, the driver who had been whispering suddenly seemed to be awakened. He opened his eyes very wide and stared at the road ahead: "Where am I going? Coming? Oh, I remembered, I’m going to the blue and white interest class to pick up my son and take him home!”
When the driver changed, Han Fei's brain was also strongly stimulated. All the names on his heart turned blood red, and the prayer belonging to No. 11 continued to echo in his mind.
At midnight, the ghost completely releases its power. The heart Han Fei took out and the knife hidden in his sleeve seemed to be activated.
His heart was beating hard, his blood flow was accelerating, and the blood vessels all over Han Fei's body were bulging. He felt unprecedented pain.
This pain was brought about by happiness. Han Fei felt as if there were twenty-two arms tearing at his brain, trying to tear it into pieces completely.
The zero o'clock bell rang, one after another, and when the twelfth bell stopped, a crack seemed to be torn out of Han Fei's mind.
At that moment, he heard an extremely cold, yet very familiar voice.
"Number zero..."
When the strange sound sounded, Han Fei seemed to be struck by lightning. He covered his beating heart and his body trembled violently.
Pain, excitement, despair, and all kinds of emotions filled his blank mind.
When midnight arrived, the ghost time began. The driver in the main driver's seat had a deathly look on his face and was twisted ferociously; Han Fei in the passenger seat was shaking uncontrollably and biting his lip to the point of bleeding.
The two people sitting in front were all crazy. Li Guoer, who was tricked into getting on the bus, was holding the ugly cat, his face was pale, and he was somewhat helpless.
"The clown had a deal with me, and the gift he gave me was what I relied on to break the situation." With amazing perseverance, Han Fei slowly adapted to the pain. He felt that after all his blood was injected into his heart, and then flowed out, it became...
With ghost blood, very light lines began to appear on his originally normal skin, as if they were some kind of evil ghost totem.
When he opened his eyes, tears flowed from the corners of his eyes. At this time, he could see some things that he could not see before.
"I can't remember the past now, but the clown has torn a small hole in the black cloth that obscured my memory. Next, I have to slowly expand the hole on my own, get back all the lost things, and find the true meaning of the past.
of myself!”
Han Fei, who was blank, now knew another important piece of information, number zero.
"There is a number eleven and a number four in the script, and my own number seems to be zero."
"The number eleven seems to be the number of the child in the orphanage. If you think about it this way, is it true that number four and I were also children in the orphanage?"
"No. 11 was abandoned and adopted eleven times, and was sent to strange adoptive parents by the orphanage. From this point of view, it seems that the orphanage is deliberately torturing these orphans and trying to cultivate them into monsters.
"
Through the experience on the 11th, Han Fei deduced a lot of information.
"No. 11 built a small paradise on the roof of his house. There is also a real paradise at the end of the city. Is he hinting at me about the relationship between orphans and paradise?"
With keen insight, coupled with terrifying intuition and instinct, after Han Fei grasps a clue, he will quickly deduce it along its context.
"Could the couple who took me to the doctor also be my adoptive parents? Is it possible that they are really serial killers and that the orphanage specially found such a pair of parents for me?"
Countless speculations ran through his mind, and Han Fei quickly thought of what he should do next: "I have accepted the gift for No. 11. I will go to the place where No. 4 is as soon as possible tomorrow night to take a look. That
F can predict the future, and he will probably pass by, so I have to speed up!"
After thinking of this, Han Fei raised his head and found that the taxi was speeding towards an unfamiliar road. The driver seemed to be crazy and wanted to drive the taxi somewhere. GET/g/178/17860htm/:
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