Four minutes ......

No, five minutes later.

After a minute of struggle, we were drenched like chickens in soup, and finally lost to this sudden pouring rain.

Still the same as when I came, I, Zhao Qiqi, and Zhang Qiang sat in the car of the driver who was called Lao Xiong before.

And Wang Yi, Du Deming, and Situ Cao were still sitting in the car of the driver who was called Lao Li by Lao Xiong who carried them before.

I wiped my hand on my face to wipe the rain off my face.

Looking down at the umbrella given by Yin Ruiping in my hand, I shook my head with a wry smile.

With such a heavy rainstorm and strong winds, how can an ordinary umbrella be able to stop it!

The driver, named Lao Xiong, was the same as before, and he still liked to spy on other people's expressions in the rearview mirror.

Seeing that I was smiling, he shrugged his shoulders and laughed, "Young man, what are you laughing at?" Looks like you're in a good mood, I thought ......"

"What do you think? What do you think? Zhang Qiang rolled his eyes unhappily, and his voice almost squeezed out of his throat.

He was a little reluctant to get in the car, after all, how could they be so coincidental that they just came back here when we first came out?

Is it really as they say, in order to earn double the price of the car, or ...... What other purpose?

Things are getting more and more wrong, and everyone has a weird feeling.

Such an atmosphere is more terrifying than the kind of direct killing.

Because you don't know at all, the danger ...... When will it come suddenly?

"Hey, nothing. It is rumored on the Internet that the psychiatric hospital has been very evil recently, and most of the people who go in rarely come out easily, but I didn't expect you to come out unscathed? Is...... Unbelievable! The driver didn't care about Zhang Qiang's somewhat mocking tone, and said happily to himself.

That was the exact opposite of the cold and distant attitude he had towards us when he left.

Just then, outside the car window, a red lightning bolt streaked across the mountains on the left.

Then, there was a muffled thunderclap.

The air around them began to tremble in unison.

It's a sense of oppression that can't be ignored.

"Cut, the things on the Internet are just false rumors, what age is it, why don't you have the ability to distinguish the real from the fake! If there really is such a thing, how can the police sit idly by? Zhang Qiang shook his body, but continued to talk to him nose to nose and eyes to glasses.

But if you listen carefully, you will find that Zhang Qiang's voice is not as calm and humorous as usual.

That sound more like a reckless force.

Yes!

Strength!!!

It's really because I'm afraid that some danger is coming, so I pretend to be fierce.

In fact, this can only show that he has no bottom in his heart.

Me too.

At this point, I was in a state of panic.

On the one hand, I don't know what kind of situation will happen next, and on the other hand, I am worried about what problems will happen to these two drivers.

Even if the driver is really innocent, will there be any natural disaster like in the previous "horror reality show".

For example, landslides, such as mudslides......

Thoughts are intertwined in the mind.

Suddenly, when I looked left and right, I noticed a strange detail.

Yes!

A small, small, tiny detail.

The driver, known as the Old Bear, had a faint pattern on the back of his neck, halfway up his shirt.

From the uncovered half, it looks like a square strip.

Black black, I don't know what it is.

As if noticing my gaze, the bear glanced at me slightly through the rearview mirror.

"Are you looking at me? What are you looking at? He smiled again, his voice sounding like a casual question.

However, on the last word of the question, he accentuated his tone.

It sounds even more threatening.

I frowned slightly.

He seemed to be on guard against something.

Could it be that the pattern on the back of his neck is some secret that we can't know?

With that in mind, I decided to speak directly about my doubts.

"That's right, I'm a little curious, what's that pattern on the back of your neck?" I also smiled lightly and stared at the old bear's back.

At this time, I don't know if the wheel hit the stone.

A few of us were suddenly tossed up from the spot.

With a bang, Zhang Qiang and I both hit our heads on the roof of the car.

We both reached out at the same time, touching our heads in some pain.

But I always looked at the old bear, and never left for a moment.

As if sensing my gaze, the old bear twisted his body a little unnaturally.

It was about a few seconds before he smiled a little awkwardly.

"Hey, what are you talking about?" Lao Xiong's left hand moved away from the steering wheel, and he reached out and touched the pattern on his neck: "This is a tattoo, I was bored before, and I was instigated by my peers to find a master to tattoo it." ”

As he spoke, he pulled the collar of his shirt open, and I immediately saw the whole picture.

That's a data socket-like pattern.

It is exactly the same socket as the usual computer and mobile phone charging head interface.

If it weren't for the folds caused by his fingers pressing against his skin, at first glance, it would have looked like a real interface.

As he said this, his eyes unconsciously looked at another car not far in front of us.

At this time, the rain was heavier, and the wipers kept swinging from side to side, making a slight noise.

It was quiet all around, and there was an inexplicable sense of panic in the sound.

In the rain, we could only see the outline of the vehicle in front of us, but we couldn't see Wang Yi and the others at this time.

Depressed, very depressing.

An indescribable depression inexplicably hung over the hearts of the six of us.

I thought about it for a while, and then said, "The person who pulled you to get a tattoo is Lao Li, right?" Why do you get this pattern? I feel that it doesn't look very cool. I said euphemistically.

"Hey, hey, hey......" The driver just smiled, but didn't answer.

Now, my mood is even more irritable.

Seeing that he didn't plan to answer my question, I just continued to search quietly in the car.

Suddenly, I found a few black data cables in the mess in the middle of the front seat.

Subconsciously looked at the data socket-like tattoo on the back of the old bear's neck again, and I couldn't help but swallow a mouthful of saliva.

A terrible thought slowly came out of my heart.

That tattoo of his, which is black, and the data cable is also black, will it be ......

No, no, what the hell am I thinking?!

I shook my head vigorously, trying to shake out this absurd idea in my heart.

However, the more I rejected it, the more this thought kept coming out of every crevice of my brain.

Old Bear doesn't know what's going on, and he doesn't like to talk as much as he did at the beginning.

He just closed his lips tightly and drove without squinting.

When I looked again, he had hidden the tattoo on the back of his neck.

I don't know how long later, just as I was about to fall asleep with blurred eyes, the car leaned forward again.

Then, with a squeak, the old bear finally spoke again.

"The city has arrived."