It's hard not to make Zhang Lian suspicious.

After dark, Zhang Lian and the others still did not wait for the arrival of any of the other residents, which made him feel an inexplicable sense of foreboding in his already uneasy heart.

This hunch drove Zhang Lian to pry open the doors of some residents.

Looking at the broken door lock, Zhang Lian took a deep breath, as if trying to calm the throbbing in his heart. He slowly reached out, then pulled the slightly open door open.

At that moment, the strong smell of blood mixed with the smell of fishy excrement stimulated the sense of smell of all the police officers. Zhang Lian's eyes widened, his body stiffened like a sculpture, and everything in front of him didn't seem real, but more like a nightmare......

……

The thick night blurred Zhang Lian's pupils, and he habitually took out a pack of cigarettes from his pocket, lit the cigarette butt, and lit up the spark as if it was impossible to find hope.

In subsequent searches, it was established that nearly 10 of the occupants had suffered misfortune. There were no bodies at the scene, and the officers searched for only a few small pieces of meat.

There is also a diary with immature handwriting.

The thin pages of paper lying quietly in the drawer seemed to open up a new world for Zhang Lian. In the story described in the immature handwriting, there is a creature that seems to have come from a legend, it resembles a wild beast, but it does something more brutal than a wild beast.

Reason told Zhang Lian that the hat of the murderer in the case should never be buckled on the head of a ghost and god who did not exist.

Ghosts? Alien? Or is it a creature that has never been discovered?

It's ridiculous.

However, how can an ordinary human slaughter more than a dozen people in a short period of time, and how can he hide their corpses?

There is only one explanation.

The story in that diary is true, and the people who killed these people were really "beasts"!

These things were not told to Zhuo Xuan by Zhang Lian.

In his opinion, the young man had been through too much, and he should not tell him these things as if they were complaining. Just let him enjoy his college life, and then get married with his girlfriend, spend the rest of his life together, and be a happy ordinary person.

Knowing too much is often not a good thing.

Work continued until one o'clock in the morning.

"Wrap up."

Zhang Lian greeted indistinctly, and the red glow of the cigarette butt in his mouth was blown by the sudden wind.

The medical examiner and the rest of the police officers acted in silence.

In the distance, a vague shadow remained motionless in the bus. Looking through the broken glass window, Zhang Lian remembered that he was Xiao Gao, who had just reported to him. Young police officers always have a passionate drive and are very serious about the investigation.

However, it was getting late, and it was not safe to stay on the highway for too long, and everything had to wait until the inspection report confirmed the identity of the deceased.

Zhang Lian thought so, and approached the bus alone.

He stepped onto the twisted steps of the car, step by step, his eyes fixed on the young police officer who still stood like a statue.

"Wrap it up, Kodaka." He called.

The other party still didn't make a sound.

"Xiao Gao!"

The rough hand gently patted the young officer's broad shoulder.

The body, which stood as tall as a stone sculpture, suddenly dried up, and made a strange sound of air leaking, like a balloon with a hole in it; The skin naturally fell under the force of gravity, withered on the floor of the carriage, and made a soft noise.

Immediately afterward, everything fell silent.

Only the trembling hand still hung sluggishly in the air, as if holding something.

……

Half past four in the morning.

In the crackling dead wood, two black shadows were moving slowly.

I don't know exactly how long it took to run. After climbing this mountain, you will only be greeted by another mountain. The endless mountains and wilderness, the occasional lonely tombstone and dilapidated thatched hut can be tormented like a nightmare that you can't wake up from.

"I really, I really can't walk."

Behind Zhang Bing, the voice with a crying voice sounded again.

He turned around silently, looked at his girlfriend's familiar face, and some clips of the past flashed in his mind, and his heart ached. Immediately afterward, he responded like a ghost: "I'll carry you." ”

Lu Huanhuan, who was physically exhausted, nodded aggrievedly, she slowly climbed onto her boyfriend's back, feeling the sense of security brought by her generous arms, and her heart full of despair seemed to come alive a little.

The ups and downs did not make the girl feel uncomfortable at all, but an endless sense of happiness swelled in her heart.

"Lao Zhang, will we die?"

Zhang Bing was distracted for a few seconds, and his voice was a little bitter: "No." ”

"We shouldn't have been in this car," Lu Huanhuan leaned his face against Zhang Bing's back and continued, "I noticed that something was wrong with that person at the beginning. Otherwise, we'll stop and call the police. ”

Alarm?

Facing his girlfriend's out-of-the-box thinking, Zhang Bing's eyes were a little gloomy, and he said slowly: "Don't you remember, my phone is out of battery." Attach the power bank to the luggage rack to charge. ”

"That's it," Lu Huanhuan was a little embarrassed, her own mobile phone was missed in the process of escaping, and she didn't have time to dial the police.

Zhang Bing thought more than the simple Lu Huanhuan.

Even if they call the police, how much time do they have to sit in place and wait for the police? The arrival of the Chamen?

According to the killing speed of that monster, I'm afraid that the slaughter of a carload of people will only be in a matter of moments.

What's more, the location of the car accident was originally on the highway, close to Tinglin City, and close to Binhai City. The time for the rescue was even slower.

"Otherwise, let's go back and see, it might be gone."

Just when Zhang Bing was irritable, Lu Huanhuan, who was lying on his back, suddenly suggested this.

Her voice seems to contain some kind of luck, with a bit of innocence, a little lively; Maybe for her, it was all just a nightmare. When you wake up from a dream, life will be the way it was.

But for myself.

There is no end.

This nightmare has slowly changed from the love of young couples in college to running for work after graduation, to the panic of learning that he is suffering from a stubborn illness, to the despair of getting up in the middle of the night and seeing his girlfriend secretly talking to others.

The glamorous life on the surface always hides the pain that cannot be told to others.

Before getting on this "death bus", Zhang Bing would choose to turn a blind eye to his girlfriend's betrayal, just because he felt that his life was short, and he could not bring Lu Huanhuan a happy life and fulfill his promises.

But, now.

Zhang Bing's face was gloomy, and he slowly crouched down. body, put Lu Huanhuan on his back lightly on the ground.

"Lao Zhang, what's wrong?"

Facing that somewhat childish face, the originally gentle smile on Zhang Bing's face became hideous little by little: "Go back now...... Are you so worried that I'm not dying fast enough? ”

"What are you talking about?" Hearing her boyfriend's accusation, Lu Huanhuan also knew that she had said the wrong thing, and the look on her face suddenly became extremely aggrieved.