The warm air was blowing on me, as if to dry my wet clothes.

Very old buses, I estimate that they have been scrapped, the seats on the bus are mostly rotten, but barely able to sit, the carriage is full of rust, fortunately there is no rain and wind, barely revealing a trace of warmth.

"Cao Taiyi, I didn't expect us to meet again so soon?"

I looked up and saw a familiar face, Eight.

We both lost the last game, but I really didn't expect to meet him in this game.

"You can meet in two games, fate." I replied with a grin, not looking at him, but at the rest of the car.

The hints of this game are glass, knives and dead people.

For a bus, glass is too much of a hint.

The windows, windshields, and various lights are all made of glass.

This hint is equivalent to no, mainly too much, but it is not sure what this hint means.

I walked back along the passage in the car, and what actually caught my eye was where Number Eight was sitting now.

In the middle, it won't be too far forward, and it's not too far back.

Too far forward is easy to encounter the obsession of maybe boarding the bus, and then be obliterated by the obsession.

And it's not good to be too far behind, if an obsession emerges from the back of the car, I don't know when it will be killed.

Therefore, if you want to take this car, the location is very important.

I glanced inside the car, and there were only two or three people in the car, and they didn't seem to know each other.

They all sat far away, and there was no communication with each other.

Sitting at the window on the left is a migrant worker-like man, probably asleep leaning against the window after a day's work.

At the back is an office worker, dressed in a neat suit, playing with his mobile phone with his head down.

At the back, there were two student-like figures, hugging each other and whispering in whispers.

"Don't look at it, counting the driver, there are five people in total." Eight suddenly spoke up, looked up at me and said, "I'm the first person to board the bus, you're the second, and now in the car, except for the two of us who are game participants, no one else is any, and they were in the car before I got in the car." ”

"Who is the driver?" I unceremoniously squeezed Eight to the window, and I sat next to him, close to the aisle.

"Normal people, when I got on the bus, I already asked, very ordinary bus drivers." Number Eight gave me a fierce look, turned his head to point at those who were further back, and whispered, "If there is a problem, they may have." ”

"Why are you so sure?" I asked in a pretended whisper.

In fact, there is no need to whisper, the wind and rain around are so strong, just the sound of heavy rain falling on the car.

Even if we chat in a normal voice, no one around us will hear us chatting, and if we chat in a low voice, the other person will not hear us.

"Since I got in the car, the people in the back have not made any other movements, and they have remained the same all the time, without any change."

"I said it's okay for you to be louder, the wind and rain here are so loud, no one can hear what we say, why pretend like this?"

"I'll tell you, there are problems with the last few guys, and they've been in this position since I got in the car, until now." Eight gasped, eyes glaring at me.

I guess if it weren't for the fact that there were just two of us in the car, he might have stood up and whipped me twice.

I look back at those people, and the migrant workers who are sleeping against the windows can be ignored for a while.

In the case of such a strong wind and rain outside, and such a loud noise in the car, he can still fall asleep, but imagine how tired he must be, in order to live so hard, he must have a family that he is willing to pay.

slept so heavily, there were not many positions that could have been changed on the bus, and he was able to keep it the same all the time, probably because he was too tired.

The office worker who plays with his mobile phone in the back can't maintain the same posture when playing with his mobile phone, unless he is a puppet.

Generally, people who play with mobile phones will involuntarily make such and such gestures, and most of them are unintentional.

He didn't even have an unintentional posture, so he was the most suspicious in my eyes.

The other two, classmates who are in love, they are estimated to be less than the grade of real love, lying on the back of the seat in the front row like this, probably because they don't want people to see their appearance, more likely because of shyness.

But there is a great suspicion among them, it is already so late, they have not returned home, are they not afraid of their families worrying? Or are they just a pair of students who run out of the school?

What are the students who run out of the school still sitting on the last train in the middle of the night?

"Which one do you think is the most suspicious?" I asked with a grin as I put my shoulder on the top eight.

Number Eight rolled his eyes and whispered, "I think that guy who plays with his phone is the most suspicious." ”

I raised my eyebrows and motioned for him to continue.

As he continued to speak, I looked at the bus stop sign and silently counted in my heart, twenty-four stops.

It's not a good number, and when I think about the figures I saw in the Scarlet Round Table room, it seems that there were twenty-four people.

If there is one person at each station, does our number correspond to the stop sign?

No, you have to get rid of the terminal, because the terminal will not get on people, but empty everyone in the car.

"Look at his posture, his legs are spread apart, his body is leaning forward, that is not the best posture to look at the phone, it is easy to get tired when looking at the phone, but he keeps this posture and looks at the mobile phone for more than ten minutes, isn't he tired?"

What No. 8 said is very accurate, indeed, I don't think I can hold on for five minutes.

There is a comfortable chair back not to lean on, just look down at the phone like this, how can the neck bear it.

"How far are these platforms from each other? Why hasn't it been so long? "I changed the subject, not wanting to continue talking to him about the situation in the car.

I also really think it's strange that the bus stops are not too far away.

But now it's been about ten minutes of driving, and I still haven't been able to see the next stop sign.

Even if the wind and rain are strong and the vehicle is relatively slow, it will not be slow to this extent, and the bus stop signs are still relatively close to each other.

In general, buses should reach the next stop in a maximum of five minutes without traffic jams.

"Anxious, I was alone in the car just now, and I stayed for half an hour before I met you." No. 8 looked unlucky and couldn't help but complain to me.

Thinking about it, knowing that the passengers on the bus have problems, you have to sit alone and persevere, and there is no one to chat with, so you stay silent for half an hour, which is really grinding.

"Will the bus be this far away?" I was surprised, after all, it is rare to see such a far stop, and it is not a super long bus.

"The bus around the city only has stop signs in the suburbs and on the edge of the city, so each stop is far away."

Maybe it was out of fear or because of boredom, No. 8 asked the driver everything about the last train in half an hour.