on the bus.

Although it is an old-fashioned bus, the specific model may date back to the last century, but the facilities inside are very well maintained.

The seats are neat, the glass windows are very clean, and except for the dim lights in the car, everything else is completely different from what you imagined.

Not even the smell of sweat and exhaust in ordinary buses is not a trace.

Du Wei glanced at the passengers in the car, then withdrew his gaze, took a coin from his pocket, and threw it into the money box on the bus.

Then, wipe the water stains from your chest.

In that area, there is a very small invisible camera.

Investigation begins......

He said silently in his heart, without the idea of communicating with the driver, and walked to the back seat of the bus with a blank face.

The space inside the bus is not very large, so you have to be vigilant and pay attention to your line of sight.

The rear seat allows you to see the situation in the car at a glance.

He walked unhurriedly.

As he passed by the third row, Du Wei looked out of the corner of his eye at a man sitting by the window.

I just glanced at it, and among all the passengers I saw, only he gave Du Wei the deepest image.

The man was dressed in a black suit and a baseball cap, which looked nondescript, and the long brim of the hat covered most of his face, making it difficult to see the specific face, but the exposed skin made people feel very uncomfortable.

Just like a vitiligo patient, there are large patches of skin with piercing white spots on them, and the man always rests his head against the car window, as if he is asleep.

Continue to the back of the car.

Behind them sat a black couple, both expressionless, with damp hair, who looked up at Du Wei as he walked by, and then there was no movement.

Du Wei walked all the way to the back seat, also found a window seat and sat down, pulled the hood on his clothes, put the umbrella on his right, and fell silent.

A vitiligo patient, a black couple, plus Dewey and the bus driver.

There were only five people in the car.

Of course, there may be only one.

……

The doors are closed.

Slowly moving forward.

Du Wei glanced out the car window, the rain was getting heavier and heavier, it was the time of night, the sky became more gloomy, and there were hardly any obvious buildings in sight, only a faint silhouette.

Where the bus would go, Du Wei didn't know, but it didn't matter to him, he had only two purposes.

Investigate the information about it.

Limit its movements.

The first point is that Du Wei doesn't need to do anything, he just needs to wait quietly for the bus to gradually reveal its hidden malice, and record everything from the invisible camera on his chest.

Eventually, the camera and the stored images will be handed over to the church by Father Tony.

As for the second point.

For the time being, we can only wait.

But what made Du Wei feel a little strange was that since he got on the bus, the state of spiritual vision disappeared involuntarily.

Generally speaking, spiritual vision is the product of the erosion of evil spirits, and whenever it encounters something related to evil spirits, or comes into contact with related things, it will passively enter this state.

He couldn't help but have a thought in his heart.

Perhaps, it is a safe period.

At night, the rain became heavier and heavier.

In the distance, you can only see the bus moving smoothly, through the street, and into a relatively remote route.

……

Linda felt very unlucky, on such a rainy day, but with an umbrella, staying at the bus stop in the wilderness, waiting for the last train that she didn't know if it would pass.

As an outdoor anchor with more than 100,000 fans, he was instigated by the audience to conduct a soul exploration show and go to the most terrifying deserted villa in Esseglin to find supernatural phenomena.

But it turned out that nothing was found, no ghosts, no strange sounds, nothing but mosquitoes.

Knowing that this was the case, she felt that she should arrange some people in advance to do some special effects for the show, even if she was exposed by fans, it was better than a bunch of people saying that they were bored in the barrage.

"Hell, when will the car come, I'm dying of cold."

With a grumble, Linda tightened her clothes, and the umbrella could only keep out the rain and not bring her any warmth.

She glanced at the live broadcast software on her phone, and many barrages were complaining about her.

[What about the good soul search? The result is to see you bitten by mosquitoes? 】

[Upstairs is brain-dead, have you really come to the show to see the female anchor these days? ] 】

【+1】

[Seriously, this kind of weather anchor is too dangerous in the suburbs, I think the anchor should need the protection of a man, such as me, I have a good figure and a lot of strength. 】

[What's the use of having a lot of strength, I still have a gun.] 】

[It's as if no one has any.] 】

Seeing these barrages, Linda thought helplessly in her heart: "I originally wanted to edit this live broadcast and upload it to the Internet, but now it seems that it is better to forget it, it will only make others think that I am like a brain-dead." ”

At this time, two dim lights came from afar, shining on Linda's face, who was looking down at her phone.

She subconsciously raised her head to see that in the rain in front of her, a very old-fashioned looking bus was slowly moving over, two dim lights, in the night, not only reminiscent of the eyes of some felines, silent, faintly uncomfortable.

However, she didn't think much about it, but felt very excited.

"Hey...... Here, here, there are people. ”

As she spoke, she raised her mobile phone again, pointed the camera at the bus that was coming, and said to the audience in the live broadcast room: "Great, the last train I was waiting for has finally arrived, I thought that in this weather, there will be no more cars, it seems that I can go home today and sleep well." ”

[Rainy day, last train, late at night, tsk, is this the rhythm of the last train of death? 】

[Maybe it's a train series......]

【？？？ 】

【？？？ 】

【Talent! 】

Linda was a little speechless, she remembered that this talent audience seemed to be from a small country in Asia, don't look at her as an anchor, but in fact, it is not as open as others think.

Therefore, when she saw this kind of barrage, she felt a little disgusted in her heart.

Just as she was about to remind the audience not to talk about sensitive topics or they would be banned, the bus slowly stopped in front of her.

The sound of the babbling door opening......

For no reason, Linda felt a cold wind blowing on her body, and couldn't help but shiver.

Subconsciously looking into the car, I could only see the dim lights and the driver's back, and the entire carriage was silent, as if there were no passengers except her.

She didn't care, she was very lucky to be able to get on the bus in this kind of ghost weather.

Even if the car seems a little old, it's much better than staying in that deserted villa, blown by the wind and rained by mosquitoes.

So, she walked directly onto the bus, looked at the carriage, and saw that there were four passengers, and her heart was slightly calmer.

A black couple, a weirdo with a peaked cap, and a handsome Asian guy with a bag sitting at the back.

It seems that this kind of weather, you are not the only one who is unlucky.

She shrugged her shoulders with feigned relief.

Then, turning her head to look at the driver, she could only see a slightly hunched back due to the partition window.

Seems to be a very old driver?

She thought for a moment and asked with a smile, "Hello, Mr. Driver, how do I buy a ticket?" ”

As the words landed, for a moment, Linda's back suddenly felt cold, and her cold hairs stood up, causing a large area of goosebumps.

And everyone in the carriage, after she said this, raised their heads and looked at her expressionlessly.