Chapter 249: The Man in the Car
After I paid the money and signed the contract, I realized that Wang Ruohan didn't get in the car at all.
At this moment, the first thought that made me concerned was who was talking to me in the car before.
I took a closer look and the car could seat five people in the back of the garage, but two people if it was to lie down.
There are four windows on all sides.
I took a look at the second-hand market in an instant, and found that although it was morning, there were already many people here and there, choosing their favorite cars, and I guess it was someone else talking, and I happened to hear it.
So I mistakenly thought someone was answering me.
After all, when I bought a car, I basically just went back and forth with a few words, and it was normal for me to have repetition and coincidence, so I didn't think much about it, and drove this car back to my home in the coastal city.
After entering the Sunshine Community, I parked the car in a relatively safe place, but because the garage is still relatively expensive, it can only be placed outdoors.
After parking the car, I went upstairs to cook and eat as usual.
This morning was a great success, and while I was cooking, the kitchen window was facing out.
I can see my car.
During the day, there are a lot of security patrols in the Sunshine Community, which he is quite relieved of, I watched them busy, and my breakfast was ready, but at this time my eyes suddenly lit up, as if I saw something.
I looked out the window and saw a car in the parking lot, as if there was a light at that moment.
Usually the headlights come on before the car starts, which is basically the case, and I didn't care, but at this time I took a look at my motorhome.
What should be on the glass?
My house is relatively high, and it doesn't look clear from this distance, but faintly I can see as if there is such a girl sitting in my car.
The only girl in the family is Wang Ruohan, and this girl is listening to songs on the sofa with headphones.
In addition, it is daytime, and it is impossible for my two daughters-in-law to appear in the car for some reason.
I squinted at this, and vaguely, I felt that the girl in the car was wearing a dress from the 80s with a ponytail, and was looking up in my direction.
I didn't care about it because it was reflective, so I had breakfast, but the more I thought about it, the more wrong it felt, so I quickly went downstairs to check it out.
When I got back to my motorhome, I found it empty, as if I had mistaken it from the beginning.
It is very likely that this glass reflection shines on other people's recordings in this car, which is reflected in my eyes.
As soon as the truth was revealed, I was about to turn around and go home, but at this moment a security guard greeted me, and this guy waved the electric baton in his hand and smiled at me and said, "I'm going out again so early!"
I also replied with a smile: "Won't I buy a car if I don't go out, I can't put it down, let's take a look first." ”
The security guard followed and said: "Don't worry, the security guards in our community are still very strict, just say that if you park your car here, it is impossible to be stolen if you plug in the key, you will come down three times in the morning, too careful!"
Three times?
What does that mean?
I did go out twice today, the first time to go out and buy a car, and the second time to come down and look at the car now.
But I've never been out for the third time, so I glared at the security guard and said, "You're mistaken, I only went out twice today!"
The security guard told me in one breath that I was sure that I came down three times not because I saw my people, but because I saw my vehicle suddenly drive out, go around the neighborhood, and then return to its original position.
I've never done anything like that.
I checked with the security guard again and again, but the security guard bit me to death, saying that it must be my RV that had run around the community, and I remembered it clearly.
I felt that this matter needed to be investigated, so I directly asked the security guard to investigate the surveillance video, and soon the results came out, next to the direction I was walking, and it turned out that my car had never driven out of here at all.
I was stunned, and so was the security guard.
The security guard was stunned because the scene shown in the video did not match what he saw.
Actually, it's the same for me.
I went out twice in the morning, but judging from the video, no one has touched this car since it was parked here, but at least I know that I have touched it, why can't it be shown on the camera?
That's when I took a look at the time in the upper right corner!
I realized that things were not as simple as I thought and that there might be something wrong with the car.
Because the car drove to this neighborhood at 8:20 in the morning.
I remember it was 8:50 when I signed the contract.
In other words, I didn't buy this car at all, so how could this car come back on its own?
Just as I was pondering about this, I suddenly saw a spark in front of me, and the whole player was actually broken.
This incident left a shadow in my mind, and the only explanation was that there might have been a problem with the video recorder that caused the timing to be out of order.
Or maybe the time in the camera is half an hour faster than normal in reality.
I went home with this question in mind, and I was careful all day, basically looking at my car from the window an hour or two apart.
The price of this car is so cheap, and the cheapness makes me feel incredible.
There is a saying that when things go wrong, there must be demons.
The next day, the youkai came.
The next day I decided to drive the car around the street to try its performance, but when I got in front of my car, I saw a large number of policemen who wanted to eat me.
I wondered what was going on, but when I looked at the car, I noticed a lot of blood on the front cover.
The tires of the car were splashed with mud.
Apparently someone drove the car out last night, because the temperature was relatively high last night, the snow had already melted, the ground was wet, and the car seemed to be driving over a field road, and the police immediately surrounded me and began to give me a confession, asking me what I had hit.
In the face of such a question, I basically didn't say a word, I slept peacefully at home last night, why did this car go out?