A woman's ID card, her name is Ge Yu, she looks very handsome, I don't know this person, but looking at the photo, I have a sense of déjà vu, and I vaguely feel as if I've seen her somewhere, I must have seen her, but I can't remember it for the time being. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

I nervously put away my ID card, and the cleaning aunt laughed and said: Xiao Ming, who are you talking to?

I was nervous because the origin of this ID card was unknown, and the cleaning aunt probably thought that I took a certain girl to a hotel, and I forgot to return it after registering the ID card.

A few days later, it rained heavily in the evening, and I drove back, and when I arrived at the dormitory, my shoes were already soaked, but fortunately, the other pair of sneakers had already been washed and cleaned.

When I woke up in the morning, I was in a daze to put on my slippers and bring over the cleaned sneakers, and when I looked down, they were sitting next to my bed, and the laces were neatly dressed.

I was stunned, scratched my head and thought about it carefully, after I came back last night, I took a shower and went straight to sleep, so who helped me put these shoes here?

I ran out and asked Chen Wei if he saw that I was too tired, so he helped me put on my shoes, but he smiled and said, "Who is going to touch your stinky shoes?"

In the entire Dongfeng Express company, the people at the house store terminus, the only people who can open the door of my dormitory are Chen Wei and me, he is the supervisor, he must have the dormitory key, but he has never come, so who else will it be? I thought to myself: Could it be that this is a prank of whom?

After a while, there were more and more strange things, and I couldn't help but ask my colleagues about the home address of the previous old driver, so I bought some fruit and prepared to visit.

People say that there is an old man in the family, if there is a treasure, the older people have experienced a lot of things, and they understand a lot, although I don't believe in this kind of thing, but what happened recently really made me sit on pins and needles.

The old driver lives on the outskirts of the city, is a small village, when he arrived at his house, the gate was not closed, and he went in to see that it was a set of courtyards, very particular residences, I stood in the yard and asked: Is Master Huang at home?

The last old driver's name was Huang Xuemin, and he shouted so twice in the yard, and suddenly the door of the house was pushed open due north, and a young man of twenty-seven or eighteen years old came out, he was wearing flip-flops, big colored pants, and a small flat head, and asked me with a frown at the moment: What are you looking for my father?

I smiled and said, "I'm here to visit him." As I spoke, I shook the fruit in my hand.

Because the tone of this little flat head was very unfriendly, and there was a look on his face that everyone owed him money, so I quickly explained my intentions.

After a pause, he shook his head at me and said, "Come in and sit down."

When I entered his house, I was instantly stunned in place, and on the wooden table directly north of their house, there was a black and white posthumous photo, which was clearly the old driver's!

I was stunned for a moment, and asked hesitantly: This... Master Huang... He...

Xiao Pingtou sighed and said: A month ago, my father left.

What the?

I was shivering, and the fruit basket I was carrying almost fell to the ground, and I left a month ago? So who was Master Huang I met two days ago?

Seeing that I was surprised, he thought that I didn't know the news, so he poured me a glass of water and said, "You wait for me for a while."

He opened the drawer, rummaged through it for a while, took out a slightly worn newspaper and handed it to me, with the headline on the newspaper: The No. 14 bus driver died suddenly on the bus after working night shifts for 37 consecutive days and resting only three hours a day.

I pinched the newspaper and my arms kept shaking, because the newspaper also published a black-and-white photo of Master Huang lying in the driver's seat, tilting his head and holding the steering wheel with his hands, already out of breath.

After being silent for a long time, my heart became a mess, and I saw that Xiao Pingtou felt uncomfortable, so I persuaded him: Big brother, let's all mourn, hey.

Xiao Pingtou snorted coldly and said: Although my father is in his fifties, but his body is tough, when he applied for the 14th bus driver, he said that he only sent one bus a day, and I didn't believe that my father would die suddenly, I have found a lawyer for this matter, and this time I have to take Dongfeng Yuntong Company to court! ”

This is someone's family matter, so I can't interject, nodded and said a few more words to him, after all, the mood is not very good, so I found a reason, saying that there is something else to do and leave.

For the next few days, I was restless, saying that this person was fine, how could he die suddenly when driving the bus?

Master Huang I saw two days ago, is it a hallucination?

I didn't tell Chen Wei about this, and I guess he didn't believe it, but the next day I came back from the car, and when I got out of the car, I found that there was a high heel on the last row of seats!

This makes me angry, thinking which girl is this, so unqualified, I don't talk about taking off my shoes on the bus, and finally threw the broken shoes on the seat.

I endured the nausea in my heart, pinched the broken shoe, and was about to throw it out of the bus, but as soon as I took a look, my hand shook, and the shoe almost fell off my hand.

No, this kind of high heels is handmade, and it was sold more than ten years ago, but now there are no girls wearing this kind of high heels!

I think about it, when I left tonight, it didn't seem like there was a young girl in the car, after all, I was a single dog, and when a beautiful woman got on the bus, I would look at it twice.

I didn't think much of it, and threw it in the trash with my high heels.

The next day, when I came back from the car, when I was cleaning the carriage, I found a gold ring on the special seat for the elderly, the young, the sick and the disabled.

When I think about it again, it's not right, there is usually no one sitting in the special seats for the elderly, the young, the sick and the disabled, and when the bus departs tonight, it seems that the old lady didn't get on the bus, right?

On the third day, I deliberately had an eye for every stop where the car stopped, and when I stopped and opened the door, I would open the back door first and let the passengers get off, and then I would look back at them to see if anyone had deliberately put something on the seat.

After all the passengers had gone down, I opened the front door and let the waiting passengers get on the bus, and I watched each passenger carefully, and probably remembered what they looked like.

When I got back from the car, I cleaned the carriage and this time found a necklace on the back seat!

Wrong!

I looked at the pearl necklace and was shocked, thinking that the first time I had an extra ID card in my wallet, the second time I had a worn-out high heel, the third time I had an old-fashioned gold ring, and the fourth time I had an extra necklace.

If you exclude the ID card and just look at the other three things, it is exactly from the feet to the head!

If this conjecture is correct, then what will appear tomorrow should be... A hat!

For some reason, I got goosebumps and an inexplicable fear welled up in my heart, and I picked up my high heels from the garbage heap and locked them in my drawer.

The next morning, as soon as I woke up, I immediately picked up a cigarette and went to the old drivers in the station to ask them where the last No. 14 bus driver lived.

Because now I can't find Master Huang, he is dead, and I can't find out about the No. 14 bus from him, so I can only look at the previous bus driver, hoping that nothing happened to him.

At the beginning of the question, many people shook their heads, saying that they didn't know, I picked the master to ask, and at the end of the question, the old driver of the 306 bus saw that I was very sincere, and handed out cigarettes from time to time, so he whispered the address of the previous 14 bus driver to me.

In the end, he sighed and said meaningfully: Strange young man, if you can drive another bus, change it as soon as possible, hey, don't tell anyone about it.

I nodded: Thank you, uncle.

I looked at my watch, it was only ten o'clock in the morning, there were still more than ten hours before the departure, and the time was completely enough, so I immediately got up, bought two boxes of good cigarettes, and went straight to the home of the last 14 bus driver.

Through conversations, I learned that the last No. 14 bus driver was named Zhou Bingkun, who was in his early forties this year, and when he arrived in the urban village where Zhou Bingkun was located, he learned after several inquiries that he was now an apprentice in a hardware factory.

After finding the hardware factory, I successfully found Zhou Bingkun in the workshop, his hair was messy, he was polishing a steel pipe in front of the lathe, I found that the ring finger of his left hand was broken, and the wound where it was broken was scarred, and the cut surface was very uneven, as if it had been injured by a blunt object.

I walked over and asked, "Are you Master Zhou Bingkun Zhou?"