"Keep up. Liang Bing pointed at the flight attendant and whispered to me.

The aisle in the middle of the hard seat of the train was very narrow, and Liang Bing and I followed the strangely acting attendant one after the other.

The passengers around us slept to death, and occasionally a few of them were awake and didn't look at us.

There was a big difference when I got in the car before, and a beauty of Liang Bing's level would quickly become the focus of the crowd wherever she was. When I first got in the car, there were many people pretending to pass back and forth, and their eyes swept over Liang Bing. That kind of look makes me feel bad in my heart.

But now we're being ignored just like the flight attendant.

From the back to the front, whether it is a hard seat or a sleeper, almost every carriage is the same, and we have been ignored.

Finally, I arrived at the office where the flight attendants were resting.

I saw that the flight attendant we were following bent over and held the doorknob at an incredible angle, and slowly pushed the door open. A thick smell of blood came over the surface, choking on me and almost throwing up.

The scene in the office shocked me even more.

I saw seven or eight people gathered inside, both men and women. Everyone was twisted and bleeding from the previous flight attendant. What's even bloodier is that there is even a flight attendant, and only half of his feet are left.

The expressions on each flight attendant's face were so stiff that it could even be said that they couldn't put on any expressions anymore.

Liang Bing and I were standing at the door, and the seven or eight people didn't even look at us.

The flight attendants didn't speak the whole time and sat on their own business.

And it looks like everyone has a fixed line.

"Are they controlled by something?" I asked Liang Bing suspiciously, looking at the flight attendant with his body twisted.

"No, they're just acting according to the habit of being angry. ”

After Liang Bing finished speaking, he stepped into the office.

I was so shocked that I didn't even think about it, and immediately followed.

The flight attendants continued their twisted movements as if they weren't looking at us. I even saw an older flight attendant, posing as a vice-smoker, with two fingers constantly running to his mouth. But the tips of his fingers were nothing.

"Rest assured, they can't see us. Liang Bing saw that I was a little nervous, and said to me in a loud voice.

While speaking, her hands were not idle, and she began to rummage through the cabinets to find clues.

Even so, I took the Soul Ruler in my hand and crouched down next to her and rummaged through it together.

Soon, we made a discovery.

In a drawer at the bottom of the cabinet on the wall, a stack of old and new newspapers was found.

I've never heard the name of this newspaper before, it's like a newspaper with a local hairstyle in a small place. The earliest newspapers date back to the eighties of the last century. The most recent newspaper was four or five years ago.

What Liang Bing and I care about the most is the content of the newspaper.

The front page headlines of these six or seven newspapers were almost identical, all about train accidents.

"Impossible, there are hundreds of people on a train, how come I have never heard of such a big accident?" I looked at the newspaper and asked Liang Bing incredulously.

"It's all true, if the incident is too bizarre, it will be handed over to a special person to deal with, and it will not be disclosed to the public. ”

Liang Bing continued to flip through the newspaper and said casually to me.

Only then did I remember that Master Fang seemed to be this kind of special person.

Liang Bing is considered Master Fang's nephew, and he should also be this kind of special person, thinking of this, I actually feel a little inferior.

In order to hide my embarrassment, I also picked up the newspaper and looked at it carefully.

One of the newspapers caught my attention, the black-and-white photograph of the accident in the newspaper, to be exact. This is the scene taken by someone when the passengers get on the bus, and everyone in the surging crowd looks anxious and squeezes into the car. But everyone's face is unusually distorted.

There was one person I felt particularly familiar with, the same person who was in the carriage when we chased the flight attendant over.

I gently patted Liang Bing on the shoulder and pointed out the picture to her.

She glanced at it and found a few more familiar faces.

"When the conductor passes by at twelve o'clock, the passenger is from this newspaper, at one o'clock, it is the one below, at two o'clock, and at two o'clock, it is this one in your hand. Liang Bing took a stack of newspapers, pointed to the photos in the newspapers in front of the distorted flight attendants, and said to me.

"That is, in reverse chronological order?"

"It's more like a random arrangement, and these few are empty. Liang Bing took out a few other newspapers and put them aside and continued, "Although I don't know how they are arranged, one thing is certain, this bureau is arranged by people. And the person who laid out it, most likely, is still on the train. ”

She scared me out of it.

To be able to lay out such a big game, and it has still existed for so many years, what a strong strength it must have.

Will the actions of the two of us be under the noses of others all the time?

But even if you want to escape now, there is no way to escape.

The train seemed to loop endlessly in a tunnel, and the train we bought would have stopped at two small stations in the middle of the night. But now the train shows no signs of stopping at all.

"So if we want to get out, if we want to save the life of the whole car, we have to find him first. Liang Bing raised his head and said to me with a serious look in his eyes.

While this can be very dangerous, it may be the only way to do it for now.

"How do you find it?" After my grandfather died, I was a very assertive person, but after meeting Liang Bing, I habitually left everything to her to decide.

"Look for it from these pictures. Liang Bing spread out all the newspapers in the drawer.

Her idea was simple, if she could find the same face in the photographs spanning so many years. Then that person is likely to be the one we are looking for.

But it wasn't easy, and in those photos, everyone's faces were distorted, and they were in a distance, and their facial features were very blurry.

The two of us just lay on the ground, holding the photos to compare and exclude.

Liang Bing was very close to me, and I could smell the fragrance in her hair when I turned my head slightly.

But at this time, I didn't have any distractions in my heart, and I was concentrating on looking for clues.

"Wait, look at that ......"

Before Liang Bing's words were finished, he heard a deafening gunfire "bang", coming from the carriage in the distance.

Before Liang Bin and I could get up, the seven or eight flight attendants who ignored me and Liang Bing all ran out at once.