"That guy was so weird just now."

Half-asleep and half-awake, the soft sound ringing in my ears seemed to wander between reality and dreams, vague, but deafening in an instant.

Zhang Bing's body trembled suddenly, and then he came to his senses.

He seemed to have just experienced a nightmare that was difficult to escape, some beads of sweat oozed from his face, and he turned his head, staring at his girlfriend Lu Huanhuan sitting next to him in a daze, as if to confirm whether this was still in a dream.

Outside the car window, the figures gradually became scarce, and the voices of people who fell asleep also disappeared. I don't know when the car started, and I can already see the highway toll sign not far away.

The inside of the bus was filled with a smoky heat, and many people were already sweating profusely. Buttocks. The female toll collector leaning on the side of the seat showed the QR code with a cold face, and then hung up a gossip expression of talking and laughing with her friends and talking to the driver.

Very ordinary.

Nothing to worry about.

"Are you hot, or I'll tell them to turn off the heat?" Lu Huanhuan noticed her boyfriend's strange expression, thinking that he was blaming herself for waking him up for no reason, so she immediately changed to a concerned tone.

"Forget it, there's no need. It's less than an hour's drive to Marina City. Zhang Bing shook his head and withdrew his gaze tiredly.

Far from relaxing, the short rest made him feel even more tired. Don't think about it, Zhang Bing also knew that it was Fang Cai's nightmare that was at work.

"The spirit is really getting worse and worse."

Zhang Bing was in a trance.

Zhang Bing, 25 years old this year, has actually just joined the work, and has a small low-rent house in Tinglin City, which is the same as his girlfriend Lu Huanhuan, who has been together since college. Living together. This should have been a life worthy of the envy of others, but Zhang Bing, who focused too much on work, was diagnosed with a stubborn illness in a physical examination not long ago and had to return to his hometown Binhai City for recuperation and treatment.

Girlfriend Lu Huanhuan is from Tinglin City, if it weren't for this physical examination, maybe they wouldn't have left the place where they were going to work so quickly.

Thinking of this, Zhang Bing couldn't help but feel a little sorry in his heart.

"Did you see that person just now," Lu Huanhuan is a girl who can't hide things in her heart, she always likes to share some of what she sees in front of her partner with her partner, "She is not tall, her whole body is wrapped in clothes, and she can't see her face clearly." ”

"Yes."

Zhang Bing answered absentmindedly, followed Lu Huanhuan's gaze and glanced back, and in the center of the last row, he was indeed sitting quietly with a man wearing a hat and a mask.

Perhaps sensing the gaze of others, the man in the hat jerked his head up.

Zhang Bing's heart suddenly sudden, and he quickly pretended to look at other places, and then slowly withdrew his gaze, trying to look as natural as possible.

"He found out I was looking at him."

"So what," Lu Huanhuan obviously didn't realize the consequences, his mouth pursed, "Maybe it's a little star, I'll talk to him when I get out of the car later, and I'll sell it online when I get the autograph." ”

"Don't make trouble." Zhang Bing sighed and looked at the cute girl beside him with some doting.

"Then I'll mess with you," Lu Huanhuan looked at her boyfriend and arched into his arms with a wicked smile.

……

After paying the fare, Lu Huanhuan fell asleep in Zhang Bing's arms.

The toll collector continued to move his hips. The position of the ministry slowly leaned towards the last row.

Zhang Bing, who was swept by the trapped mind, narrowed his eyes, his consciousness became blurred, and the buzzing in his ears distorted into the whisper of a strange land, and he was walking into sleep step by step.

……

"Pay the money! Get off without paying! ”

The quarrel soon forced the young couple to become sober, Zhang Bing frowned and rubbed Lu Huanhuan's head, turned his head a little awkwardly, but saw the scene of the stalemate between the toll collector and the strange passenger.

The rest of the passengers also looked at it.

"Hurry up and give the money, how can you come out to take the car without money."

"Forget it, you can't stop on the highway."

Some people speak out to persuade them, while others stand by coldly.

Zhang Bing sighed, regretting in his heart that he had delayed time on such a private minibus. It saved a little money, but more time was wasted. It's a pity that the fare has been paid, and it's too late to regret it.

However, he didn't intend to be a bird or a peacemaker, he just watched in silence as it all unfolded.

The man, who was hiding under his padded jacket, stood up suddenly, and the toll collector immediately stepped back. She didn't expect that this muffled man actually walked towards her, and she couldn't help but feel stunned, and said with a more pale face: "What are you doing!" ”

The man in the hat silently passed the toll collector, his steps steady and forceful, each step approaching the driver's position.

"Don't disturb the driver!" Seeing this, the toll collector thought that the other party wanted to get off the car, and hurriedly stretched out his hand to stop it.

Just as her hand was about to touch the hat man's body, the blood light flashed violently, and a severed arm followed the light. The slippery cut fell to the floor of the carriage; The light of broken bones connected to flesh and fat. The sliding surface suddenly surged like a fountain of blood, spraying on the seat holster on Zhang Bing's side.

Perhaps stimulated by the warm blood, the entire carriage was silent for a few seconds; Immediately after, the terrible screams of the toll collector tore through the silent air and kicked off this bloody massacre. Prologue to kill.

"Ahhhh

……

"Ding, ding, ding! Ding Ding Ding Ding! ”

In the Tinglin City Metropolitan Police Department, the phone rang urgently.

Zhang Lian, who happened to be standing nearby, stopped talking with his colleague and restrained the smile on his face; He lifted the microphone, tilted his head to catch it, and held a notebook in his arm.

It's already four o'clock in the afternoon, less than two hours before the end of work.

However, according to the current progress of the case, the entire criminal team in charge of the serial murder case has to stay and work overtime.

The tragic murder in the community, the residents of the same building who died inexplicably in the suburbs, and a heavy rain washed away the only remaining evidence.

I don't know when Tinglin City became a city with a high crime rate; No matter how hard-working and capable the people of the Metropolitan Police Department are, it seems that there are always some unfinished cases waiting for them.

"Hello, this is Zhang Lian, the second-level superintendent of the Tinglin City Metropolitan Police Department."

He naturally knew that if it was not an important case, the phone call would never be notified to this side, so he was also treating it with extreme caution.

Zhang Lian, who had already accepted his fate, no longer complained, but silently listened to the report on the other side of the phone.

He was a little surprised by what he was talking about.

"Well, a private car collided with a passenger car on the highway to Marina City. I know. But shouldn't that be the responsibility of the transportation department? ”

It's just that when the report on the other side of the phone continued, his back seemed to be attacked by a ghost, and a dark wind rushed up, and his face changed again and again.

"Wait, you mean...... Didn't find a single body in the cars and buses? ”