My name is Jock and I have a car and a house.

is an employee of a state-owned enterprise, and his wife is very beautiful.

But I have a secret, I'm not like many normal people.

I've killed someone, a woman.

I have a somewhat special job, working in a shipyard in the city of the country.

I'm a ship pilot in a shipyard, and the nature of my job is like testing a car.

The ebb and flow of the tide is something that I keep an eye on every day because that time is very important for testing the hull.

Yes, although we are a state-owned enterprise, our company is poor.

Of course, the reason why the company is poor is that the boss is very generous, and the government's projects and subsidies will be converted into wages for us as soon as they are issued.

This is also the reason why for a whole decade, the company could not afford to buy an indoor wave maker to test the ship.

So we have to rely on the ebb and flow of the tide, and that's my job.

Every ship and yacht sold has to be tested by me before it is allowed to be sold.

The time of high tide is usually 6:00-9:00 in the morning, and the time is not fixed.

If the tide rises at 6:00 a.m., then I have to leave home at 3:00 a.m. to go to the company, and within three hours the boat will be driven to the designated place for the ship safety test.

It all started yesterday.

Yesterday I took a look at the time of high tide, and it was half past six in the morning.

This meant that I needed to set my alarm at 3:30 and then fall asleep with my wife in my arms.

I remember the alarm clock went off twice, and it was already 3:40 when I woke up.

It was already four o'clock after washing up, and I hurriedly got up and drove to the company.

It's always the downtown area that's lively, and the seaside is desolate.

The speed limit on the highway built along the coast is eighty, but I'm here for one hundred and twenty yards all year round.

Because I've never been ticketed for this, because I know there are no speed probes here.

The highway was just built last year, and even the red street lights were not built except for the highway.

At four o'clock in the morning, I was drowsy, and in a trance I saw something.

A white-clothed figure appeared on the road, floating in front of my eyes.

When I saw it clearly, it was actually a female ghost with long hair and white clothes.

My mind went blank and I didn't want to hit the brakes.

The woman held out her hands towards me, and the long red tongue on her face slid down.

I woke up on the spot, and I didn't have time to turn around.

I don't know what I thought at the time, but I hit the gas pedal and crashed into it.

There was not a trace of it, and the next moment the blood donation appeared on my windshield.

The force of the force caused me to be pulled by the seat belt, but the airbag didn't pop off.

I stopped the car and froze in place, looking at the blood on the windshield and I began to slowly calm down.

Not far away, I saw the female ghost lying motionless on the ground.

At this time, two white thighs flowed out of the white clothes, as if to tell me that she should be a real person.

I got out of the car in a trance, and my legs began to go limp.

I glanced at the front of the car, and it had a big dent.

My first instinct was to take out my phone and dial 110.

There was a busy tone, and the call had not been answered.

It was early in the morning, and it was estimated that the policemen on duty were still in a trance.

I was thinking about my future, and I killed someone.

The first reaction was to sentence.

The second reaction is that the wife and children still have a home.

The next moment I turned off my phone.

I got in the car and tried to start it, and the car still works.

I drove towards the corpse of the female ghost and stopped at the side.

I got out of the car and went up to take a closer look at the female ghost.

Although she wore heavy makeup, she could tell that she was a girl.

Looking not very old and petite.

I reached out and touched the female ghost's nose, but she was no longer breathing.

I looked around, and there was no one at all.

I looked up again and made sure there wasn't a single surveillance around.

I opened the trunk of the car, and there was a dry-cleaned suit coat inside.

I took off the plastic bag from my suit coat and the laundry after dry cleaning.

Compared with the size of the transparent plastic bag, it is enough to hold this female ghost.

I took off the white clothes of the female ghost and carefully put the female ghost in my underwear into a plastic bag.

Picked it up and stuffed it into the trunk.

I was relieved to close the trunk door.

I looked at the blood on the ground, and I began to wipe it with the white clothes I had taken off from the female ghost.

After four or five rubbings, the originally bright red blood pooled on the ground and turned into a black spot at this time.

It's not as conspicuous as it used to be, but a closer look will still reveal traces.

At this moment, I wish for a heavy rain.

I went to the trunk and folded the white clothes full of blood and stuffed them into a plastic bag and put them with the female ghost.

I took a look at my body to make sure there was no bloodstains, but when I got into the car, I found that the windows were all red.

I pressed the water tank to spray water, turned on the windshield wipers, took out the car cloth and got out of the car.

I started rubbing the front of the car until I couldn't see any of it.

Of course, it is impossible to see it at all, because the front of the car has a dent in this half of the arm that cannot be concealed.

I opened the front lid of the car and rubbed the blood-stained car cloth all over the black engine oil in the car, intending to throw it into the grass on the side of the road.

Seeing that the blood-red car cloth turned dark, no one should doubt it.

When I first came to the grass on the side of the road, I noticed this tripod not far away.

I threw down the cloth and ran over immediately.

It's a tripod with a mobile phone on it.

At this time, the phone was shooting, and the angle was exactly where I crashed.

I immediately unplugged my phone from the tripod and the case was so cute. I guess it's this female ghost.,I turned off the video.。

The mobile phone is an iPhone6, and I am familiar with the use of iPhone5s.

My first instinct was to press Siri and say, "Who am I?"

Siri's voice came slowly: "Wang Xiaomei, you can't beat me." ”

There was also a phone message and an email address with Siri, and at this moment I knew that the female ghost's name was Wang Xiaomei.

I tried to look at the app, but it was a lock screen.

This female ghost is a video recording turned over during the lock screen stage, and I have no choice but to pick up the tripod and run back to the trunk.

Open the trunk and flip through the hand to find the female ghost.

Unhooked the phone with a thumb up, intending to delete the video.

When I opened the album to delete it, I found a lot of videos.

are all scary videos of girls dressed up as female ghosts, and dozens of them are stored in mobile phones.

I deleted all the photos from the album and then completely deleted them from the deleted album.

I opened the girl's Weibo, and the number of followers was more than 200,000.

I watched every video and finally understood why the girl was here.

She usually plays all kinds of scary looks to earn fans, but this time it was my turn.

I immediately sent a new status on her phone: It's so boring to be scary, I don't want to continue.

Then I adjusted the mute and stuffed it into my pocket.

I glanced at the grass around me and thought about putting the tripod down and hiding it in the haystack.

Looking at the brake marks on the ground not far away, I shook my head and picked up the tripod and put it in the trunk.

Glancing at the girl in the trunk again, I shook my head helplessly.

I checked the scene again and it was cleaned up by me.

At least I didn't look closely, and I looked around again to make sure there wasn't a single monitor on this stretch of the road.

I'm glad it's by the sea, and the road has just been built. The other facilities were not yet in place, which gave me a chance.

I got in the car and drove back and forth on the ground several times.

Slammed on the brakes to make new traces, got out of the car and took another look.

At this time, the place where the car crashed looks like a field that has been continuously drifted, and at first glance, you will only think that the person who left the mark is not qualified. Absolutely nothing to do with the crash, I got in the car and drove back in the direction of home.

I dialed the phone and called my colleague who was at work today.

"Are you at work today?" I said.

"Old Joe, it's ten o'clock and you haven't come yet. ”

"Something happened to my wife at home, you can help me ask for leave. Find someone to change shifts. Five hundred and one days, thank you. I said.

"Five hundred and one days, when did you kid become so bold?"

"Don't make a fuss, I've got something to do. With that, I turned off the phone.

Stomped in the direction of home, but hadn't driven a few meters yet.

My phone rings at this point, and the interface displayed on it is: 110.