Chapter 1660: The Strange Passenger (2)

The parking airport was in chaos.

Fortunately, the plane flew not far away and landed back smoothly. Most of the passengers on the plane were still in shock as they surged down the inflatable slide and poured into the waiting room.

Everyone, it seems, was greatly frightened.

"What's wrong?" Already curious, I stood up and gathered around some of the passengers who were terrified and resolutely reluctant to get on the plane again, but were about to go home.

A large group of passengers shook their heads vigorously, and they had not even recovered their ability to speak from their panic. Those who can speak, only in a few words, cannot summarize the language structure and plot by themselves.

I frowned, turned on my phone, and swiped through the local social network. Immediately, a lot of information about this incident jumped out on Weibo, full of pictures and texts, and it was very detailed.

On the plane that had just landed, a young boy in his teens recorded everything in words and video. He said, the first time I took a plane, it was good. Excited. Soon after the plane took off, the unruly guy sneaked out his phone and took pictures of everything.

Accidentally, I photographed a middle-aged man in his forties.

The middle-aged man was sitting near him, cold sweat was breaking out on his forehead, and his whole body was shaking. His face was pale, and his head kept shaking. The young man accidentally glanced at the middle-aged man's eyes, and was so frightened that a chill immediately rushed up his spine.

The middle-aged man's eyes rolled upward, and he gurgled and turned irregularly in his sockets.

"Isn't it going to be a zombie?" The boy obviously watched a lot of zombie movies, and he muttered in the video, about to tell his father.

The woman sitting next to the middle-aged man also noticed something unusual. She hurriedly reached out and rang the call bell to let the flight attendant come over. But before the flight attendants could wait, the middle-aged man was already trembling and broke free from his seat belt and stood up.

It's really a break, it's not unraveling at all. How much strength does it take for a person to break free of his seat belt? The teenager who discovered this phenomenon and the woman next to the middle-aged man screamed in fright.

The middle-aged man who stood up turned a deaf ear, he was obviously injured because he forcibly broke free from his seat belt. Blood kept dripping down his stomach.

The man, amid the screams of everyone, walked to the safety door of the plane and reached out to open it.

Then in the extremely strong wind pressure, he jumped down......

The video is here, completely pitch black. One can imagine how terrifying and desperate the passengers were at that time. Fortunately, the plane landed smoothly, and no one else was injured except for the middle-aged man who jumped off.

A blessing in misfortune!

After watching the video, I was silent for a long time. His gaze sneaked down on the young man with a snakeskin bag not far away. The young man was also looking at his phone, and he seemed to have finished what he wanted to see. The already pale face suddenly became even more desperate and pale.

The guy stood up, walked out of the waiting hall, and pushed open the thick glass doors of the airport. When he reached a trash can, he paused.

The young man took out the ticket in his pocket, shook his head and tore it off, and threw it in the trash.

Just as he was about to take a taxi out of the airport, I slapped him on the shoulder.

"Brother, don't hurry." I looked at him expressionlessly and turned around in shock: "I have something I want to ask you." ”

The young man forced himself to compose: "What do you ask? I don't know you, so why should I answer your question? ”

"After I said something, you must be interested in answering me." I squinted: "Didn't you bump into a middle-aged man just now, you did it on purpose, right?" I clearly saw that you had something stuffed in the pocket of the middle-aged man's clothes. ”

"Originally, I wasn't interested. But half an hour later, the middle-aged man's plane was forced to land. He also jumped out of the plane like a ghost. I snorted coldly: "What did you stuff him?" If I don't make it clear, I'll call the police. ”

"You open your mouth to slander people, I, I, when did I stuff something? What about the evidence? The young man was in a hurry, his face full of anxiety, as if he wanted to leave in a hurry.

"Proof, of course I have." I took out my phone slowly: "Now the mobile phone is convenient, you can take it out and take pictures at any time." ”

The young man was even more anxious, not as if he was afraid of me, but as if something terrible was chasing him.

"I'm too lazy to talk to you." He suddenly took a handful of powder from his pocket and threw it at me, and I quickly stepped back vigilantly, and the powder flew up one after another, and it took several seconds to disperse. By the time the dust settled, the young man had long since disappeared.

I was so angry that I stomped on the floor tiles a few times.

Squatted down and dipped some powder on his fingers with his hands, which turned out to be ashes. It was the gray ash left behind after the yellow sheet paper had been burned. This type of paper has a unique color and characteristics, which you will never be mistaken.

Yellow table paper has many uses in China, but when it is used for incineration, it usually represents a form. That's ghost money!

Why do young people carry with them the ashes of ghost money? What exactly did he stuff in the middle-aged man's pocket? Is it something stuffed into it that makes middle-aged people nervous and eventually jump to death?

All this is a mystery.

What I care about the most is that the video shows the middle-aged man still holding something tightly in his hand before jumping out of the plane.

Thanks to the fact that each phone has a high-definition camera, I can see from the video that under the lights of the plane, the things that the middle-aged man is holding in his hand seem to have a faint peculiar luster.

A sheen that is so familiar to me.

The luster was very similar to the one emitted by the ghostly money in Wald's castle the other day.

Is there a connection between the two? Did the young man who deliberately stuffed something into someone else's pocket really stuffed the ghost money into the middle-aged man who committed suicide by jumping off a plane during an accident flight?

I frowned, having a hard time understanding what had just happened. Young man, why tear up the plane ticket, and a desperate one?

How could the ghost money that appeared in Greece also appear in the small southern cities of the country? Is there really some kind of subtle connection between them?

All of this messed up my mind. I always felt that something was not right. I was distraught, and I couldn't continue to stay at the airport safely, so after five o'clock in the morning, in the night, I rented a car and drove towards Ercheng.

Ear City is a small southern city. Like countless small cities in China, there is not much special about it.

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