"Unfortunately, none of your answers are correct." The voice of the Grim Reaper appeared beside him.

It was a bar, business was good, almost full, the clock on the wall showed that it was ten o'clock in the evening, and the bartender, a middle-aged black man, was standing behind the bar, wiping his glass with a blank face.

"You're an experienced taxi driver." This time, the Grim Reaper directly began to introduce Gu Qi's identity at this time: "I never drink drunk driving, I only drink Coke or juice when I come to the bar, I don't have a wife or children, only some friends who have a good relationship and drive a taxi together." ”

Gu Qi saw a glass of green juice in front of him, it should be cantaloupe juice.

"The only bad record is that I hit and killed a little girl 17 years ago, and the scrape on the side of the car really killed her on the hard asphalt road." The Grim Reaper continued: "You fled, because your car was not damaged, and there was no surveillance video at that time, so that case became a death case, and you were very careful to hide this matter in the bottom of your heart. ”

Gu Qi was still thinking about the previous incident, he probably found the direction - his wife's corpse, but he was deliberately downplayed by the Grim Reaper's sense of existence, and instead talked about it with emotion, and said that he ate pigeon meat on the island, Gu Qi was not sure if this was a lie, after all, on a desert island, that person thought that what he ate was "pigeon meat".

"Today is your fortieth birthday, a few of your friends have prepared a birthday party for you, and they have made an appointment to meet at this bar, and your best friend John will take you to the party location, but after more than an hour, you committed suicide, may I ask why?" The Grim Reaper finished speaking in an emotionless voice and looked at Gu Qi.

"Isn't it going to be too much more difficult? You'll never guess if you guess like that. Gu Qi wanted to smoke a cigarette, but unfortunately he couldn't move.

Death shrugged: "You don't have anything to lose if you guess wrong, you don't have to pay any price, you can leave after watching five first-person movies and play." ”

Gu Qi didn't know after watching all five "movies". Will there be a new change in the illusion, anyway, now trapped in this person's body, he has nothing else to do, so he struggles, trying to control this person, while answering the question of the god of death.

"One, the little girl's evil spirit came back to take revenge, and may have become an evil spirit, and he was so frightened that he committed suicide; Two. In fact, someone knew about the death of the little girl, and when it was announced on this day, he committed suicide in shame; Third, he hit and killed someone again today, or saw the scene of another car accident, recalled what happened 17 years ago, and couldn't stand the condemnation of his conscience, so he committed suicide. He didn't even bother to ask any more questions this time, because he couldn't get a useful answer anyway.

"Good. It's pretty straightforward, so let's get started. Death said, snapping his fingers dryly.

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"Hey! Charlie, sorry for being late. I went to pick up a package. A man pushed the door open and walked into the bar, holding a large cardboard box, which was the John of Death.

Gu Qi knew that the name of the owner of the body was Charlie, and watched silently.

Charlie is a silent man. Follow John to the door, take John's box, and put it in the trunk. Then I got into my own taxi.

"Let's go, everybody's waiting, to Boulder-City." John sat in the passenger seat and fastened his seatbelt.

"Henderson? I thought it was nearby. Charlie frowned and started the car.

Their current location is in LV's Paradise City, there are universities, residential areas, and many casinos, which are very suitable for parties, Boulder City is a small town southeast of LV, and there is a good golf course, but at this point, the course should be closed.

"You don't care, just open it." John was a little excited and turned on the radio in the taxi.

The taxi quickly pulled up Warm-Springs-Rd, and to get to Boulder City, you had to pass through Henderson, southwest of LV, which was the most reasonable route.

But Charlie was a little uneasy, it was here that he knocked down the little girl seventeen years ago, at night and there were not many vehicles, and no one saw the scene.

"What's wrong? Why is it so slow? John turned his head and looked at Charlie curiously.

"Nothing." Charlie increased his speed slightly.

Melodious music came out of the radio, and people were talking and chatting on the car walkie-talkie from time to time, Charlie never used the walkie-talkie, just listened silently, and when he heard someone asking for a taxi, he drove over to pick it up.

At an intersection, the taxi was pinned by a pickup truck, a bearded man who honked hard and gave Charlie the middle finger.

Charlie braked suddenly, but ignored the man, he was used to seeing road rage, too many people thought they were the king of the earth, and they wanted to drive a tank on the road, and anyone who dared to stand in his way would run over him.

The rest was uneventful, except that before driving into Henderson, something seemed to be wrong with the radio, and the radio came on and off, but it didn't take long for it to come back up.

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After leaving the warm spring road, Charlie felt much more relaxed, shook his stiff legs, and let out a long breath.

Just as Henderson was about to be fired, something strange happened.

Then came the incredible words over the intercom: "Hey! I heard that there is a taxi on Chunnuan Road...... Wow...... Wow...... The license plate number is 348-XSU...... Wow...... Wow......"

Charlie frowned, it was his license plate number.

"Yo, that's Charlie's car, silent Charlie." It wasn't long before another voice rang out.

Charlie glanced at John and saw that John didn't seem to hear anything, looking out the window in a daze.

He picked up the walkie-talkie microphone, pressed the communication button, and said, "I'm Charlie, my car didn't have an accident, you read the wrong license plate." ”

But the other party didn't respond at all, and a third person spoke: "Good old man Charlie? No way? That guy is LV's most cautious taxi driver, and he can't get into a car accident if we're all dead, are you sure you read that right? ”

Charlie said loudly into the microphone again: "He was wrong, it's not my car, it's not my car!" ”

Still no one paid any attention to him, and then the man who spoke first spoke again: "That's right...... Wow...... Wow......"

"God forbid, I hope Charlie is okay." The other sighed.

"It's late...... Wow...... That car...... Wow...... It couldn't be ......."

Charlie felt his hair stand on end, and glanced at John again. John was still unresponsive.

Then, the radio came with a news interlude: "...... In the eastern section of Chunnuan Road, a taxi was hit by a large truck that ran a red light, the taxi was seriously deformed, and was pushed nearly 100 meters, the taxi had a license plate number of 348-XSU, there was a passenger in the car, and the other side of the body hit a couple and their daughter, except for the driver of the large truck, no one was spared......"

Charlie's palms were covered with cold sweat. His clothes were also wet with sweat, he breathed heavily, and the taxi left Henderson and drove onto the road between Henderson and Boulder City, LV is a city built on a desert with desert on both sides.

"What's going on? John, what's going on? He asked John.

John had been looking out the window before finally turning his head and looking at Charlie. "As you heard, we're dead. ”

Half of his face was covered in blood.

Charlie screamed, bounced out of his seat, and almost hit the roof of the car. He slammed on the brakes, and in a few directions, the taxi rushed off the shoulder of the road and into the desert. Extinguish the fire.

LV was at its busiest, but there wasn't a single car on the road.

"Hahahaha......" John laughed maniacally, took out his phone and shook it: "Brother." It's a joke, hahahaha...... Surprise！！！ ”

Charlie didn't smile, his head bowed, he was gasping violently, and more sweat was running down his head.

His hand reached into the side of the seat.

"Brother, are you alright? Excited yet? Let's go, everyone is waiting for you in Boulder City. John took out a wet tissue he had prepared and wiped his face.

"Why Nuanchun Road?" Charlie's voice was very low, as if it had come from hell.

"Huh?" John was stunned for a moment.

"Why Nuanchun Road? Why did you hit and kill someone on Nuanchun Road? What do you know? Charlie asked again.

"What? From the bar we made an appointment, to Boulder City, we must take the warm spring road, what's so strange about this, hit someone or something, which road hasn't happened, anyway, it's not your fault, we are all victims. John noticed that Charlie's mood was not right.

"Smack!" The doors locked.

"It's not my fault?" Charlie tilted his head to look at John, his gaze cold.

"Brother, what's wrong? You're scaring me......" John tried to pull the door handle, but the door wouldn't open.

"You know what...... Charlie retracted his hand as he reached into the side of his seat, holding a shiny dagger in his hand.

"What are you doing? They're all ...... Yes! John let out a scream, and the dagger stabbed him in the chest.

"Why...... Why...... Why ......" Charlie stabbed the blade into John's chest and arm again and again.

John screamed loudly, his hand in front of his chest slowly drooping, his features twisted with fear, and his eyes wide open.

Seeing that John didn't move at all, Charlie stopped, his wheezing was louder, the blood was filled with a strong smell of blood, and big drops of sweat dripped from Charlie's chin.

He calmly took out a cloth and wiped the blood off the knife.

There was no one nearby, no cars passing by the whole time, no one knew what he had done, and now he just had to dispose of the body, wipe the blood off the stains, and replace everything in the car.

This is a desert, and disposing of corpses couldn't be easier, as long as they don't get gouged out by jackals.

But at this moment, a voice came over the intercom: "Charlie...... My God......"

The walkie-talkie was tampered with by John when Charlie put the box before, and everyone wanted to know Charlie's reaction to this birthday surprise.

As luck would have it, everyone received a "surprise" -

(To be continued......)

PS: Thank you for the reward of the moon on the mountain, thank you for the monthly ticket of the moon dance sail shadow, and thank you for the insignificant leather whip of astigmatism!

Unexpectedly, the whipping of readers really became the motivation of the author......