Chapter Seventy-Seven: The Buddha Who Hides His Face
03000909090909 I was ready to chase it out. But at this moment, I suddenly heard a sound of footsteps outside the door, and the movement of pushing a motorcycle! I hurriedly looked out the window. When I saw it like this, my frightened face turned white.
Because Master Jiang was pushing a motorcycle at the moment, walking towards the hut where I was. Oh no, what is he going to do? In a hurry, I looked for a place to hide.
If I'm not mistaken. He's supposed to come in, right?
But this room is too small, where is there a place for Tibetans? Finally, my eyes fell on the window, thinking that when Master Jiang came in, I would climb out of the window. In any case, I can't make him recognize me.
But to my surprise, after Master Jiang walked to the door, he gently tapped the door and whispered, "Daughter." Dad went to work. "
After saying that, he really drove away on a motorcycle.
I rub!
My scalp was instantly numb, what did Master Jiang mean by that sentence just now? Daughter? And his daughter in this room? I hurriedly looked around. But the surroundings are normal, except for a little darkness. There was no further movement.
But I didn't dare to stay in this hut any longer, so I hurriedly opened the door and left, and looked back at the hut, and always felt that this house was strange, but I couldn't tell what the blame was.
Forget it, I don't want to do this, it's important to hurry up and track down Master Jiang.
Master Jiang's motorcycle was not driving fast, and I used the same method to trick a taxi into following him closely. But to my surprise, he actually came to Jewell's seafood restaurant again this time.
There aren't many customers in this shop, so how can there be so much garbage? I couldn't figure it out.
However, Yang Lele told me before that Master Jiang only came to clean up the garbage once a day, and this was the second time today. I thought it was strange, so I cautiously followed behind, ready to go in and have a look.
But when I see a waiter at the door, he will definitely talk to me, and then I will not be exposed? So after thinking about it, I finally decided to forget it and just wait at the door.
Soon, Chef Jiang came out of the seafood restaurant, and two large barrels were full. One of the large buckets, he easily got on the motorcycle, but the other large bucket was carried by him and the security guard.
I immediately judged that the inside of the big bucket in the back must not be garbage, because the garbage is not so heavy!
Finally bolted the two large barrels to the motorcycle, and Master Jiang was already sweating profusely, holding the motorcycle and panting. After giving the security guard a cigarette, he also smoked one, and then drove the motorcycle and left in a hurry. Private Ping Pong against his brother.
It's already ten o'clock in the evening, and it's obviously not normal to pick up the garbage at this time. I stopped a taxi again, got in, and realized that it was the one who pulled me last time.
I said to follow the uncle, and the driver asked me why I didn't call the police? I said that I was in plain clothes, and I could only do it when I found the den of thieves, so don't talk, hurry up and follow.
The driver was frightened and nodded repeatedly.
And the more I walked, the more strange I felt, this road was so remote, it seemed to be the road to the crematorium.
At this time, even the driver was bored, and asked worriedly: "Then let me ask, it seems to be a crematorium ahead, are you sure you want to follow in the middle of the night?" "
I said, "Nonsense, keep up." If you delay your official duties, you just don't understand the crime? "
The driver had to grit his teeth and step on the accelerator again.
And I muttered in my heart, damn it, what is Master Jiang doing in the crematorium? And what exactly is on his motorcycle?
This is the Yangtze River Avenue, the road is difficult to walk, the bumps are terrible, and there are basically no other cars coming this way. My biggest fear right now is that our car will be exposed, so I'll just let the driver stop where I am and wait for the bike to disappear from the front before we can go over.
The driver immediately stopped and rested on the side of the road. I had nothing to do, so I gave the driver a cigarette and said don't be afraid, we police will be rewarded for completing this task.
The driver breathed a sigh of relief and said that he would promise to cooperate with the public security police to complete the task. A cigarette opened the gap between the two of us, and I found that the driver was quite talkative.
After talking, I realized that we were alumni. When I asked carefully, I suddenly felt that the earth was too small.
Because this driver is the girl in the blue school uniform who jumped off the building and committed suicide. I heard the driver say that the girl at that time, but she was recognized as the school girl, and she jumped off the building without knowing what was going on.
I said yes, it's weird, and there's no news from the outside world.
The driver retorted that in fact, the city media had reported it. However, due to the coercion of the Ministry of Education, the reports were gone, and all the information that could be searched on the Internet was deleted.
It dawned on me that I couldn't find out if anyone had died at this school.
I hurriedly asked the driver, how did the media report on the girls in blue school uniforms? The driver said that those media were nonsense, saying that they failed to cut their eyelids, left a small scar on their eyes, and committed suicide by jumping off the building, and even caused a lot of topics at that time, saying that now the psychological quality of college students is poor, I am poor uncle, you just look at me, I was also a college student back then, I fell in love dozens of times and never jumped over the building, and now I am poor and drive a taxi, and I am not just as happy to live.
I smiled speechlessly, yes, so my psychological quality is not bad.
But I wouldn't believe it just because I had a small scar on my face, and there must be something else behind it.
The lights of the motorcycle in front of me were gone, so I asked the driver to catch up. When the car finally came to the crematorium, I found Master Jiang's motorcycle parked next to the crematorium.
It seems that Master Jiang has really entered the crematorium.
But I'm very confused, what is Master Jiang doing in the crematorium? But then my mind turned, so I might as well take this opportunity to see what was in those two large barrels.
But before I could go up, I saw a tattered car driving out of the crematorium, and as soon as I saw the car, it sounded familiar.
"This car looks familiar." I said.
The driver smiled and said, "It's not just you who feel familiar, but even I feel familiar." Ah, yes, I remember, it was this car that went to Nanjing University to pull the body of the girl who jumped off the building! "
"Huh?" I was stunned for a moment: "So, the girls in blue school uniforms were cremated in this crematorium back then?" "
The driver said that he didn't know, but this car was the car that went to pull the girl in the blue school uniform, because he knew the bumper in front of the car. He remembers that when the car was reversing, the bumper hit the school gate, and as a result, it crashed into a strange human shape.
I wondered, aren't all experienced drivers driving this kind of car? How could it be possible to hit the gate?
The driver suddenly lowered his voice and said mysteriously in my ear: "Young man, don't tell me something, in fact, I also heard from others." "
I was excited, knowing that I had found a clue, so I nodded hurriedly: "Okay." "
The driver whispered: "It is said that when the crematorium master reversed the car, he suddenly saw a person standing behind the butt of the car from the rearview mirror, and he hurriedly hit the steering wheel, and as a result, he crashed into the school gate, and when he looked again, he found that there was no one in the rearview mirror." The master also said that the person in the rearview mirror seemed to be wearing a blue school uniform! "
"Hey, don't say it, don't say it, say this kind of thing in this kind of place, I'm panicking." The driver took a sharp drag on his cigarette.
I was also scared in my heart, but I didn't expect the blue school uniform to start making trouble back then, that is, in the past ten years, she has never stopped cursing
But for ten years, why didn't her ghost go to reincarnation? It's really weird.
The broken car stopped at the entrance of the crematorium, and then I saw the driver coming down from the cab, it was Master Jiang.
As soon as I saw Master Jiang, I immediately understood why I was so familiar with this car, because this car was the bus that drove to Xiaoyiwan at midnight.
In other words, the bus I was on before was actually a hearse!
Now that I think about it, my scalp is numb, no wonder there are ghosts in that car, it turned out to be a hearse. At the same time, I cursed Master Jiang viciously in my heart, and did everything in order to make money.