Gu Mian lowered his head slightly.

His face was hidden in a shadow, and the driver couldn't see his expression clearly.

But there is no need to see clearly, the person who is squinting and smiling continues: "This is a girl who is obsessed, I don't like her very much"

"—and then she died, suffocated, and when she died, her face was blue and purple, and her eyes were going to fall out."

As he said this, the driver's strange voice suddenly stopped.

The wind outside seemed to be stronger, and there was a faint hint of rain.

Gu Mian seemed to hear a dull roar in the distant sky, like the snoring sound of a sleeping giant beast in its throat.

Darkness enveloped the taxi, and the driver drove the vehicle not knowing where it was going.

Gu Mian kept his head down, but he noticed that there was a gaze in front of him staring at his scalp, and he knew that as long as he looked up, he could see the driver's distorted face squeezed in the small rearview mirror.

The smiling, twisted face was full of malice, and he had almost made it clear that he was the murderer of the victim in his mouth, and then waited to see the passengers in the car at a loss.

Gu Mian still lowered his head, and another low roar came from the darkness in the distance, almost merging with the sound of the wind.

He heard the driver in front of him exhale, and he said in a pleasant tone: "This is the first interesting person I have met, is it more interesting than the patients you have met?" ”

Man is a pretentious creature.

At the same time, it is also a creature that is willing to compare.

These two human characteristics are even more vividly expressed in the pervert.

The phrase "same-sex repulsion" makes a lot of sense.

When you meet someone who is a little similar to you, people will feel a little bit of sympathy.

But when they meet another person who is very similar to themselves in some way, most perverts will not have any sympathy for each other, but will have a sense of rejection.

"I'm the only one in this world, and I'm going to prove that nothing like me can compare to me" - that's what most perverts think in their minds.

The driver stared in the rearview mirror for a moment, then smiled happily again.

As if to make a better comparison, he continued: "She is not actually the worst person to die, the worst person I have ever seen to die is a man"

"His name is Zuo Xiaqiu, he was about forty years old when he died, he is really old and young."

Gu Mian had seen this person, he and the wind-chasing boy were in the driver's car, the wind-chasing boy abandoned the car halfway and ran away, and the driver went down to chase for a long time.

Zuo Xiaqiu, the driver's head, was almost falling off his neck, and Gu Mian was very considerate to help him wrap his neck before leaving.

"I won't say much about why he died, this time I mainly want to talk about the tragic situation when he died......"

"Actually, I'm not naturally sensitive to bloody things, and no matter what kind of corpse I see, I won't sigh 'I died so badly' or something."

"But this person made me feel real misery, not physically, but psychologically"

"I said that he is a middle-aged man in his forties, old and young, and his wife who is waiting for him to come home.

"He complained to me that he was tired to death every day when he went to work, and he couldn't get a good face when he came home.

The old and decrepit wife always mutters and complains endlessly, which is more annoying than mosquitoes in summer;

Children who are still in school have to pay tutoring fees, which is a lot of money;

What kind of headache and brain fever do the elderly parents have, and they still need him to sacrifice his rest time at night to go to the hospital to accompany the bed"

"He was obviously very tired of all this, but when he unloaded his burden, he showed an indescribable look"

The driver paused as he said this, as if reminiscing.

"Well, it was one of those nights, rainy nights."

When he said this, a fierce light suddenly flashed in front of Gu Mian's eyes, and he glanced sideways at the window.

A thick bolt of lightning split the night, illuminating the night for a moment, followed by the dull roar of thunder.

At the same time, the sound of raindrops falling on the car was heard.

The dense raindrops fell unexpectedly and smashed on the iron sheet of the body.

The raindrops were heavy, and the iron sheet was smashed, and Gu Mian felt as if a fist was hitting the roof of the car hard.

"It's also such a heavy rain," the driver's malicious voice came: "I took out the axe hidden under the driver's seat and cut off a small part of his neck"

If his words were full of dangers, then his current words were to bring the threat to the fore.

He was unafraid to tell Gu Mian about his evil deeds.

No, he said it on purpose, perhaps he wanted to see the passenger's face when he heard it.

Gu Mian lowered his head again, his face buried in deep darkness, and no one could see his face clearly.

The driver continued: "I cut off a small part of his neck, and the blood spurted out in a 'whoosh'."

He made a very exaggerated gesture, and there was a deep smile in his tone.

"Ordinary people, after a small half of their neck is broken, they don't have much strength to struggle, but he is different"

"The man who complained to me all the way didn't know where he got the strength, and desperately broke open the car door and ran out, he covered his neck, covering it and almost spurting blood"

"It rained as much that day as it did today, and as soon as he went out, blood flowed all over the ground and swirled in the rain"

"He ran, stepping on the rain in the cold night, I didn't know that a person with a broken neck could still have so much strength, I was not in a hurry, just followed him"

"After running for less than ten seconds, he finally stopped, and fell to the ground as if he couldn't support it, but his hands were still on his neck, as if he was afraid of death."

"I don't understand, he complains about his work, he complains about his family, I just help him unload the burden, why does he run?"

"He fell in the rain, his eyes still open, and when he saw me coming, as if he knew he didn't have the strength to keep running, he got up crookedly from the ground, and then knelt down on me, and banged his head desperately on the ground."

"'I can't die, let me go' I remember him saying"

"I remember that his head hit hard in the rain, and there was a big splash, and the blood on his neck couldn't be covered, and it flowed down the water."

The driver's voice suddenly changed to that of a person, as if he was mimicking someone else's voice.

The voice was dull, some whimpering, more tragic of it.

"I can't die, they're all waiting for me, I have to go back"

"My wife will cry, what will she do if I die?"

Then the driver changed back to his own tone.

"You see, I complained about them before, but before I died, I was so cheap"

"Of course I won't let go of a prey that I have in hand, he looks at me and doesn't kowtow anymore, he desperately crawls in one direction, I remember that his house is in that direction"

"I watched him whine at something, crawled on the ground for a while, and then I went up and slashed him again, and he finally couldn't even move, only staring in one direction."

"I heard what seemed to be out of his mouth"

Then his tone changed, and it changed to another person's voice.

"I have to go home......"

At that moment, the car came to a sudden stop.

Gu Mian, who lowered his head, heard the sound of the driver in front of him, and then he seemed to open the driver's door and get out of the car.

Immediately, Gu Mian heard a knock on the window outside his car window.

He looked down and saw a rolling mountain range not far away.

The driver was standing by his window, his clothes wet from the rain, and his wet hair sticking to his face, but it didn't affect the smile in the slightest.

The driver bent over, stood in the heavy rain, stretched out a hand and knocked on the window: "It's here." ”

Gu Mian looked at the driver's other hand, where he held a hideous axe.