Chapter 199: The Dead Man's Courier

I looked back at the old lady, who didn't seem to care about the little colt crashing, but still smiling and waiting for me to hand her the glass.

With trembling hands, I handed the cup over, and the old lady took two sips of water, then covered the cup again, and stuffed it in her bag, without even looking at the little donkey foal that had been hit by the car.

, although it was only a little donkey that was hit, but the car just drove fast, the impact force was still quite large, and the front of the car was recessed, this is also a car accident, this old lady is calm, just like the car accident is not real, but just the plot of the TV series.

It seems that this old lady is not an ordinary person, could it be that she has long known that there will be a car accident here, so she is not surprised at all?

I hurriedly stumbled and said, "Thank you, thank you, thank you, grandma, if it weren't for grandma calling me over, I guess I'd be lying on the ground now." ”

The old lady smiled with the wrinkles on her face and said, "This time I know that I am helping you, not harming you, right?" ”

It's good that she didn't ask that, but when she asked, I was suspicious again, it was she who called me over just now, so I wasn't hit by the little donkey's foal, but she also asked me to wait for the car on the side of the road, and if it weren't for her, I wouldn't be here at all.

She brought me such a catastrophe and directly helped me resolve it, what does this mean?

But anyway, this old lady must have two hits, and I don't dare to be too presumptuous in front of her, although I still have doubts in my heart, but I still say respectfully: "Thank you grandma for saving your life." ”

The old lady smiled and didn't say anything, just slowly turned her head to look at the car accident on the road, and I didn't say anything more.

Soon, the people in the car came down, and the owner of the little donkey foal also came, and the owner of the donkey said that the car hit and killed the little donkey should be compensated, and a donkey is worth a lot of money, and the driver of the car said that the animal ran to the motor lane and crashed his car, and it was good not to let the owner of the donkey pay for the car.

The two of them first quarreled, then quarreled, then moved, and then called the police, tossing and turning, I was addicted, the old lady pulled me, told me that it was time to get in the car.

When I looked, there was really a bus bound for Yongan County that stopped, because there was an accident in front of it, so it stopped relatively far.

Although I was still curious about the accident that killed the donkey, what was the final result, but I still hurried to get on the car, there were indeed not many people on the car, not even ten, many seats were empty, the number of solicitors must be linked to the driver's income, no wonder the car stopped beckoning.

After getting on the bus, I quickly paid fifty yuan to the conductor and bought two tickets.

After buying a ticket, I found out that this car was actually the same car we took last time when we left from Yamaguchi Town, and this eldest sister was the one who told Wan Peng a supernatural story all the way, which is really a coincidence.

I also knew that this eldest sister didn't have a good impression of me, so I bought a ticket and quickly pulled the old lady to drill back, wanting to find a place farthest away from the conductor and the least noticeable place to sit, so as not to obstruct the eyes of the eldest sister who sold tickets.

As a result, the old lady had quite an idea, and sat directly in the position where Mr. Han sat last time, if I remember correctly, the strange woman holding the dog at that time also appeared in this seat.

I was 120 percent reluctant to sit here, but I didn't want to be too discordant with this grandmother, so I sat next to her, and there was only one seat next to her that was empty, and that was the seat I had last sit.

Yes, I'm afraid that the conductor's sister can't remember who I am, but fortunately, the conductor's cousin didn't care about me at all.

After the old lady got on the bus, she leaned on the seat and began to nap, although I am not sleepy now, but I still feel how to sit in this car how awkward, set an alarm clock, plan to sleep or sleep, even too lazy to play games.

But after staying with my eyes closed for a while, I didn't feel sleepy at all, and I couldn't sleep at all.

It's easy to take a nap in a normal car, even if it's not very sleepy, and you basically fall asleep after swaying, but this time you can't sleep.

I had no choice but to take out my mobile phone again, re-read the message sent to me by Mr. Han a few times, and after reading it, I also flipped through Mr. Han's circle of friends, and turned to the photo of Mr. Han and the last senior high school students.

When I was awakened again, there was a commotion in the car, I rubbed my eyes, looked out the window, and then realized that it was another car accident, which should have happened for a while, and the police were already dealing with it.

Because when I woke up, the car had already driven past the site of the accident, I looked back through the rear window, only to see a lot of people around, but the specific impact is not clear, only to hear the people in the car said, the car accident seems to be very serious, it is estimated that there are many casualties.

The people in the car were talking nonsense, as if they had heard that the car accident was also a bus from Yongcheng City to Wan'an County, which should be the one in front of us.

I was happy in my heart, fortunately I sat in the back car, if I sat in the front car, not only could I not get to Wan'an County earlier, but it would delay the time even more.

But I didn't think too much, so I took out my phone again to see, maybe I happened to see Mr. Han's senior graduation photo before going to bed, and I didn't return at that time, so I turned off the screen, and now I turned on my phone, and what I saw directly was that graduation photo.

With a slick of my hand, the photo was accidentally exaggerated and enlarged, and there was a female student's avatar left on the screen, that is, after seeing this female student, I didn't have the heart to care about the car accident anymore, and the girl's eyes almost fell out when I saw it.

The girl on the screen happened to be the one who ate with Han Ping.

I quickly flipped out the photo that Mr. Han sent me, and compared the two, yes, this must be the same person.

I don't feel calm directly, if this person appears on Mr. Han's graduation photo, then this person Mr. Han should know, or rather, this girl should be Mr. Han's student.

I hurriedly sent a message to Mr. Han and asked him, "Who is the person in the photo with Han Ping?" You know her, don't you? ”

It took a long time for Teacher Han to reply to me: "It's one of my students, named Han Jing." ”

Han Jing, he seemed to have mentioned this name, so he hurriedly asked: "Is that Han Jing who sent you the courier?" ”

Teacher Han replied: "No, although I don't know who the sender is, but it definitely can't be Han Jing, Han Jing died a few days after taking that graduation photo, I saw her die with my own eyes." ”

I shuddered, isn't this the same situation as mine? My courier, the sender is Han Ping, but Han Ping has died in front of me, and the sender of Mr. Han is Han Jing, and Han Jing has also died in front of Mr. Han.

So who is the real sender? Why do you want to send a courier to the two of us in the name of two dead people? And these two dead people, both died in front of us, is it to make us feel that this express is different? Or do you want to remind us that this courier has something to do with the dead?

At this time, the bus stopped, I also looked up outside, there was no village nearby, although it was a big road, but it also belonged to a relatively remote section, except for the long-distance bus running on the road, there were no people in sight.

What is this place for parking? Could it be that someone got out of the car? Although it is normal for a bus to stop on the road in this rural place, will anyone get off in this place in this wilderness?

Although I thought it was strange, I didn't pay much attention to it, and looked down at the photos on my phone.

The old lady sitting next to me patted me and said, "Good grandson, remember to help grandma hold her bag when you get out of the car, grandma's bag is full of good things." ”

I was thinking about this express delivery, so I didn't think too much about the old lady's words, and I didn't raise my head to answer casually, and said, "No problem, grandma, I'll help you hold it when you get out of the car." ”

I still have a little complaint in my heart, this old lady is really, now it's far away from Wan'an County, why are you in such a hurry to tell me? What a verbose old lady.

The old lady said again: "Okay, just don't lose your grandmother's bag." ”

I hummed again, and the old lady stopped talking, and it sounded as if someone had gotten out of the car, and I didn't look up to look, and soon the car started driving again.

I chatted with Mr. Han again, Mr. Han told me that he was going to class, and other things would be talked about after meeting, and told me that I could just call him at the gate of Wan'an Middle School, and that there was only a half-day class in the afternoon on Friday, and when I arrived, he was almost out of school.

I didn't bother to bother with any more brains, so I kept playing the game until I got to the station. Thinking that there was an old lady, I quickly looked at the seat next to me, but the seat was empty, I stood up and looked around and didn't find the old lady, and asked the conductor, only to know that it was the old lady who stopped and got off the bus last time.

This is just right, the old lady who saved me relied on me, I put my bag on my back, and got out of the car by myself.

As a result, before I took a few steps, I heard the big ticket seller behind me shout: "Young man, the things are lost in the car." ”

I had a bag myself, and I kept carrying it, and I thought it wasn't calling me, so I ignored it, but after walking a few steps, the ticketing lady actually got off the bus and pulled me down, still carrying a big bag in her hand.

"I said you little child, shouting that your things have dropped, why don't you know how to stop, give it to you." As she spoke, the eldest ticket seller put a big bag in front of me.

I looked confused and said, "Sister, this is not my bag." ”

The ticketing lady said, "Why isn't it yours?" Your grandmother has been holding this bag since she got in the car, and when she got out of the car, she also reminded you, don't forget her bag, you forgot it yourself, how did you send it over, you still can't remember? ”