Heiko walked in front, with the brown-haired girl in the middle and Wendell behind, and the three of them walked cautiously forward.

They need to pay attention to the position of the empty seats in the carriage so that they can sit on them at any time, and also to watch for wandering ghosts.

Just as they walked past the two carriages, the train suddenly shook violently, and the three of them hurriedly held on to the seats to stabilize their figures, and the train actually stopped.

"Stopped? What's going on? If you stop, will you be able to get out? Did you get to Tingen Station? ”

Heiko looked back at the two men in surprise and continued, "I'll go see if the door can be opened." ”

Wendell frowned, and suddenly asked, "Heik, are you cold?" ”

"It's okay."

Heiko replied casually, walked a few steps to the door, grabbed the handle and twisted it vigorously.

Wendell walked over with the girl, and Hecker pulled inward, and the folding door opened.

"We can get out!"

Heiko said happily, not even lowering his voice any longer.

"Wait a minute!"

Wendell also approached the door, and when he looked out, he could see less than a meter in the dense fog, and only vaguely saw the black platform edge on the ground, and in the depths of the fog, there were a few faint orange spots. Not only was there no figure in the fog, but there was not even a sound at all.

Suddenly, a strong force struck, pushing Wendell out at once.

The brown-haired girl's hole behind the two of them suddenly enlarged, and she suddenly turned around and ran, and in the afterglow of a moment, the shirt that was only exposed on the outside of Heiko's neck had turned bright red at some point.

Heiko looked out of the dark door, and didn't show any expression. He slowly unbuttoned it, took off his coat, and threw it at his feet. He retreated into the dim light of the train, and walked stiffly towards the back of the train.

Wendell gripped the iron handrail on the side of the train door with difficulty, and the clammy wind whipped his head and face, and for the first time he experienced the thrill of hanging on a steam train in a rushing car.

The steam train never stopped at all.

Earlier, after discovering that Heiko had buttoned up all the buttons of his coat at some point, Wendell had become wary of him, and he had not forgotten that Heiko had drunk the non-existent juice mentioned in the instructions.

But when Wendell was touched by Heiko in the back, he was suddenly drained of his strength, and the push, which he could easily dodge, pushed him directly out of the train and pushed him into the thick fog. Fortunately, the disengagement immediately returned to the body, and Wendell twisted and grabbed the armrest.

Looking back, Wendell saw a bright red patch smeared on the yellow canvas on a black background.

When you are hanging, you usually feel as empty inside as you are underfoot, with a mist blending with darkness behind you, and the doors in front of you are not closed, revealing a rectangular dusk.

So, do you let go and jump out of the train, or climb back into the carriage?

Before his arm ached, Wendell returned to the train.

The unknown always causes greater fear.

He didn't know if the brown-haired girl had escaped safely, but he didn't think there was any point in going to her, she was a smart and calm girl, not quite the same as the gentle but unintelligent female image he remembered, and if she hadn't been caught red-handed by the deviant Heiko, she would have escaped and hid herself.

Wendell continued cautiously towards the next carriage.

As soon as he stepped into the carriage, he sensed signs of movement in the carriage, and he sat down in an empty seat.

He waited quietly, and after a while he heard the sound of Si Si Suo, and he followed the sound without a trace, and swept it several times before he saw a small black head emerge from under the seat.

It was a little boy, because Wendell didn't have the experience of watching a child grow up, and he couldn't accurately judge the age of a child, it should be less than ten years old, right? He speculated.

Is this child a human or a ghost?

If it's a person, then ...... What about his parents? Aren't they all puppeteers...... Children are unreasonable monsters who can't communicate, he doesn't cry or make trouble? Really...... That's not really a child.

There was a creaking sound at the junction of the carriages, and when the door was opened, a vending cart popped up, followed by a fat woman in a blue uniform.

Wendell immediately pretended to be dead, motionless. Although the passenger notice suggested that the blue-uniformed conductor was a normal person, he did not dare to take risks.

"Auntie, I want milk, huh...... Is there bread? I am hungry. ”

The immature child's voice sounded, and Wendell finally resisted the urge to look up.

"Little sir, there is no bread, you can have a glass of milk or hot cocoa first, and when the train arrives, you can have dinner with your parents."

Then there was Suosuo's voice, and finally the warm and gentle female voice instructed: "Put the cup on the table after drinking, and I will come and collect it later." ”

When the carriage was quiet again, Wendell couldn't help but look at the child's place any longer.

The little boy sat comfortably between a man and a woman, holding a cup and drinking milk seriously.

It doesn't look like a ghost, does it?

Wendell thought for a moment, and without making a sound, pulled out a penny copper coin, which he quickly threw to the ground with a "ding-dong" sound.

The little boy immediately raised his head, and followed the sound to see the copper coins that were still trembling on the ground.

He hesitated for a moment, put the cup on the table, and expertly climbed out from under his seat. He looked left and right, then walked over to the copper coin, bent down to pick it up, looked carefully at the adults around him, and did not distinguish which one was the owner and which was able to speak, he put the copper coin on the nearest table, and then returned to his seat the same way.

When the little boy continued to drink the milk again, a mild-mannered uncle sat in front of him.

"You're here alone? Yours...... What about parents? ”

"Mom and Dad are here, uncle, can't you see it?"

The little boy replied naturally, and looked the uncle in the eye with curiosity.

Wendell was speechless for a moment, so he had to continue to ask gently: "Then ...... they now?"

"You're asking why they don't talk or move? My uncle told me not to worry, this is the effect of magic, and only very cute people can be exempted from the immobilization spell, and when the time comes, it will be automatically lifted, and it will not hurt anyone. ”

The little boy took another sip of milk and continued: "Mother is always in charge of me, and I seldom stay free for a while, and my uncle said that when he returns, the time will come, and the magic will be lifted." ”

"Do you know where that uncle went?"

"He said he was going to visit the conductor and they were good friends."

"And do you remember what that uncle looked like?"

"Hmm...... His hair is black, his eyes are golden, he is very powerful, he can do magic with playing cards and gold coins, he knows a lot and can tell very interesting stories. ”

Children are really difficult creatures to communicate.

"Have you ever seen an off-white ghost in the carriage?" Wendell asked again.

"Uncle, did you see that too? Then you are also a good boy with a good heart. ”

The little boy suddenly became interested, and he gushed again: "Uncle said, those are the elves of the wizarding world, only good children can see them, they are inferior and shy because they are ugly, and they don't like to talk to humans, so I have to pretend not to see them when I see them, don't stare at them, and don't talk to them, they will be sad if they know that they are seen by others." ”

Well, your uncle is right.

"If there are conductors in red clothes passing by, don't talk to them, they are very fierce and will beat children."

Following this line of thought, Wendell also added a "uncle said".

Without much information, Wendell said goodbye to the little boy and prepared to go to the conductor as originally planned.

Maybe that person is a wild and extraordinary person, and he is also working hard to find a way out, maybe he can cooperate temporarily, looking at the stories he makes up for children, he should be a gentle person at heart, usually his character should be good, maybe I can introduce him to MI9, be an informant, and don't worry about being exposed in the future.