Chapter 157: Did He Cross Over Again?
"Gross!"
"Gross!"
Song Ci listened to the retching sound of the two weak men around him, only felt that the eggs hurt, he looked left and right, found a 24-hour shop, bought two bottles of water and came back and stuffed a bottle. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info
"Thank you...... Gross!"
"Huhu...... Whew...... Thank you ......."
"You two are too useless, aren't you?" Song Ci said disdainfully.
Cheng Yang drank a sip of water, and his heart was full of tears: It's not that we are too useless, but that you are too animal, girl!
Ai Jun simply drank the water "gurgling", and had no time to speak.
Song Ci rolled his eyes helplessly and stretched out his hand: "Give me the ID card, I'll get the ticket, you guys can rest for a while, and I'll see you at the entrance of the station later." ”
Recently, it was not the "peak of X luck", and now it was early in the morning, and there was no one queuing in front of the automatic ticket machine, so Song Ci easily got the tickets for three people. By the time he reached the entrance of the station, Ai Cheng and the others had already arrived, although they were leaning on the railing, but at least they were standing.
When the strength is back, I am in the mood to gossip.
"Song Ci, who is that guy sacred?"
Song Ci thought for a while, and replied with a serious face: "A generation of car gods is also!"
Ai Jun especially wanted to complain "What the hell is the car god!", but think about the galloping just now, and think about the man in sunglasses facing the police chase...... No, the ease with which he played the police was that he was a tried and tested veteran driver. Therefore, the car god or something may not be fake. But here's the problem......
"How do you know him?"
"Divine Fellowship. ”
Ai Jun: "...... "God TM God! I still [beep-], cough cough, harmony and harmony!
Immediately, the three of them smoothly swiped their tickets to enter the waiting hall, because the speed of the Akina Mountain Bike God was too fast, so they arrived a little early. After Ai Jun, who loves to show off, found a seat and sat down, he didn't forget to take a selfie with the other two people. After taking a picture, he muttered, "I really want to post it on Moments." ”
"Then it's a hair. Cheng Yang said.
"But......" Ai Jun quietly glanced at the word girl beside him, and then heard a roar saying-
"Then send it. ”
"Oh, is it okay?" Ai Jun was surprised, because he knew that this girl had always been reluctant to let others know that she was very familiar with Cheng Yang, because she was afraid of trouble.
"It doesn't matter. Song Ci said calmly, "Moreover, after our studio is successfully formed, I still want to apply for the formation of a club at the school." ”
"Apply for a club?"
"Well, the Society. Song Ci nodded. He's been thinking about this for a long time, it's not a thing to always get together outside, especially now that Ai Jun's parents are back, it's impossible to run to his house cheekily on weekends. Therefore, it is the best choice to have a fixed gathering place, not to mention, recruiting members of the club may not be able to become regular employees of the studio in the future - the feeling of developing is still very good.
"Sounds good. Cheng Yang said with a smile, "However, the school seems to stipulate that there must be at least five people to form a club?"
"In other words, there are still two left. Ai Jun thought for a moment, "But it doesn't matter, with this current charge, it's still easy to pull people." After that, he smiled and patted Cheng Yang's shoulder, expressing his confidence in his friends.
"Leave it to me. ”
"It's time. Song Ci stood up, "Let's go." ”
"Wait until I post this circle of friends first. Ai Jun stumbled to follow.
Naturally, the car going to the seaside city next door in the early morning cannot be a direct train, but a bus that gets on and off halfway. Although it was only a little more than an hour's drive, Ai Jun bought a sleeper ticket. It was a comfortable decision, but unfortunately, their position was pervasive...... It resembles the smell of stinky feet when you throw rotten eggs and stinky tofu into a vinegar jar and soak them for three months.
"Gross!" Song Ci covered his nose with one hand, took several steps back in succession, and glared at Ai Jun sideways, "Are you trying to murder me?"
Ai Jun also covered his nose, his face full of sadness: "I'm also a victim, okay?" He looked left and right and said, "Wait a minute." With that, he turned to the conductor who had not yet left.
Song Ci saw that the two sides communicated for a while, and it seemed that they could not reach a consensus, so he pushed Cheng Yang beside him: "You go."
"Huh, me?"
"Yes, the conductor is a girl. Song Ci said as a matter of course.
Cheng Yang: "......" Although he was speechless, he still walked over. Facts have proved that the role of the face card is huge, under Ai Jun's language offensive and Cheng Yang's appearance offensive (the former plays a role of 0.1 percent), the conductor girl not only readily agreed to change positions for the two, but also gave them a high-level soft sleeper that is empty at the moment. When asked, "Is this really okay?", the conductor's sister patted her chest and confidently said, "It's okay, the conductor is my uncle." Well, this is still a second-generation car.
As a poor house, Song Ci has always felt that the high-end soft sleeper thing is quite chicken. Short-distance trains, there is no need to do them, long-distance trains, is it good to have the money to make airplanes? But existence is reasonable, the existence of this thing on the train must be because there is demand, in the final analysis, or the mode of thinking is different, and the deeper is that the economic base determines the superstructure. Of course, even if he realizes this, he won't be entangled by this at all, in the end, it's good to live a good life.
However, the three of them could not have imagined it in any way - as soon as they entered the box, they heard a terrible scream.
Ai Jun: "Cockroaches?"
Cheng Yang: "Fell off the bed?"
Song Ci spread his hands: "It can't be that the body was found." ”
Ai Cheng and the two waved their hands: "How is it possible." And then I heard—
"Dead Man!!!!"
Song Ci: What is the "......"?
He was surprised, and then he saw the two friends turn their heads to look at him with an indescribable look, and the meaning was obvious—you didn't do it, did you?
Song Ci: "......, please, be scientific, can I get in the car with you?!"
With such a scream, the doors of each sleeper car also opened one after another, and many people poked their heads out or simply walked out, with panicked faces on their faces.
"What? Dead?"
"Really?"
"Just kidding, huh? Stop! I'm going to get out of the car!"
……
"Calm down, calm down!" The loyal Yangou flight attendant, who was originally only looking at Cheng's face, finally remembered his own work and hurriedly shouted, "I'll call the train conductor and the police officers to come over, please calm down, go back to their respective carriages first, okay?"
"How can you calm down at such a time!" someone said angrily.
"That's it, but it's dead!"
"It's scary!"
At this moment-
"What are you afraid of?" a crisp voice came.
With such a sound, a pony-tailed girl wearing a deer-hunting hat and a tweed cloak slowly stepped out of the box, carrying a magnifying glass in her coat pocket and a silver-tipped cane in her right hand. The end of the cane unceremoniously pointed to the people who had screamed the most just now, and only listened to her say slowly.
"Don't tell me you've lived so long and never experienced life and death. ”
"Or—"
The girl smiled meaningfully, and out of nowhere, she found an unlit heather pipe and stuffed it into her mouth, and after taking two sips, she continued, "Without seeing the body, you already know that it was not a natural death but a ......."
"Murder. ”
The atmosphere was quite silent for a while.
In this silence, Song Ci suddenly had a sense of "have I crossed over again, such as penetrating into the world of "Detective Ke [Beep--]".