Wendell stopped the following words just in time, and he politely greeted the girl and told them what had happened.

"Since the goal is right, let's move on."

The girl stood up and walked ahead.

When Wendell stood up, she suddenly turned her head and smiled and said, "If I can leave safely, I will write about this experience, and maybe it will become a bestseller." ”

Wendell also laughed and responded, "The storm is with you." ”

"No, may the Goddess bless me."

The two walked forward again, carefully observing each door for a while.

During this time, they met a fat woman in blue uniform pushing a sales cart, and Wendell hesitated and asked her about the conductor's location.

"I don't know where the conductor is, but I do know he often hides and drinks."

"Young sir, would you like to come some too, I have a lot of varieties here."

After being rejected by Wendel, the fat woman stepped down her face, stopped talking to Wendel, and pushed the cart away.

Seeing the fat woman leave, Wendell remembered a question, how did she manage to go from the front of the car to the back of the car several times and never return?

The two of them continued on, passing by the carriage where Wendell had been hiding from the paper man, and he saw the man who had been hiding under his seat, now lying asleep in a row of unoccupied seats, with an empty cup on the table.

Wendell couldn't wake the man up by any means, so he could only let him lie there.

The two managed to escape the strange gray ghost and the red-shirted Heiko to make it to the conductor's lounge, dining room, and storage room.

All kinds of cabinets, tools, fixed seats, fruits, drinks, etc. are crowded together in a dazzling way, and it looks very messy, and the only ones who should be here, but none of them are the conductors.

Where did the conductors go?

The two were about to rummage through the clues that they didn't know existed, when Wendell suddenly whispered to the girl, "Hide!" ”。

The girl hurriedly slipped into the closet, only to hear an elongated "squeak", the sound from small to large, reaching her ears.

When she calmed down, she found herself hiding in a pile of seat covers, a glimmer of light leaking through the gaps in the wardrobe, easily blocked by the hanging clothes, and the girl could only try to shrink her body in the thick or light darkness, so that more fabric could bury herself deeper.

Between moving her body, she was separated by something angular, hard. Before she could confirm it, she suddenly felt the footsteps outside stop in front of the closet.

The girl's heart was pounding so loudly that she was afraid that something outside the door could be heard.

There was a brief alternation of clarity in front of her, and the girl saw the red blouse hanging from the wardrobe.

Why didn't I notice when I just got in?

Luckily, none of these things seem to have very good eyes.

When silence enveloped the carriage again, the girl cautiously pushed open the closet.

Suddenly, a hand was placed on the girl's shoulder......

"Who are you? Why is it here? ”

The girl's body stiffened suddenly, and she turned around with difficulty, and found that it was a short, thin man in a blue uniform, and the girl immediately breathed a sigh of relief.

"I'm a passenger, I'm here to ...... Well, I'm here for the conductor. ”

The girl thought for a while and decided to tell the truth, she wanted to see if the conductor would offer some help.

"Please show your ticket."

The man had a straight face, and his tone was hard.

The girl was busy groping for it, but soon the girl panicked, her forehead was slightly sweaty, and the thin ticket was missing from her embroidered bag and handbag.

As the minutes ticked by, the male conductor slowly emerged with a stiff standard smile.

As if a certain condition had finally been met, the male conductor suddenly said: "If you don't have a ticket, then you are not a passenger on the train, you can't stay on the train." ”

The girl suddenly turned around and ran.

Only then did the men's train step forward, walk out of the closet, put the red vest in his hand on his body, and slowly chased after him.

Wendell hid himself in a closet. Just as he checked the carriage, he found that it was empty, and there was a lot of unoccupied space. Once he entered, the closet door couldn't be completely closed, and he quickly pulled a cart over and blocked it in front of the closet.

He couldn't see what was going on outside, but he could hear it clearly.

He didn't know who or what the girl was talking to, but that didn't make him come forward, he didn't have a solution to the girl's dilemma, and enough sanity was enough to completely control his impulses.

"Nope! Don't push me down...... Ah......h

When Wendell pushed back the shield in front of him and stood in the carriage, he was left alone.

In the unclosed closet, a pile of washed and whitish blue old cloths was spread out on the floor like vomit from the wardrobe, and an old notebook loomed in the middle of it.

"She's so beautiful."

"I'm willing to do anything for her when I'm being watched by her eyes."

"Those damn bastards would dare to say something like that to her, and if I hadn't remembered that I was a conductor, I would have knocked out their teeth."

The notebook was strange, the pages were glued together at the front and back, and only the lone one in the middle was written. There was very little text on this page, and Wendell turned it over and saw that there were words on the back.

"She didn't get out of the car at night!"

"It told me a lot, and if it wasn't for the work tomorrow, if it wasn't for the fear that she would be too sleepy, I would have liked to talk to her all night."

"Even though she said she stayed only because she didn't have to pay extra for an overnight stay on the train, I was happy."

"There's a lot of raspberries left today, so tomorrow morning, I can ask her to drink purple raspberry juice." Just wearing that latest red vest, they all said I looked great in that. ”

Wendell looked at it several times, and came to only one possible conclusion, could this be the cause of this extraordinary incident? But what's the use of that? Could it be that someone made a backstory?

Passing through this carriage was the conductor's cabin, the power room, and the driver's cab, and Wendell took the notes he picked up and pushed the conductor's cabin open first.

It was equally empty, and no one was there.

As an intelligence officer and "sheriff" of MI9, he is delicate and observant, and is good at spotting abnormal factors within his ability and grasping inconspicuous traces.

He carefully examined the small space, and finally found only a train safety logbook.

He hurriedly flipped through the records for several years, and most of them were "safely arrived at a certain time on a certain day and in such a month", and only one caught his attention.

"On May 5, 1345, a mudslide occurred in the mountainous region of Ahowa, killing hundreds of people, severely damaging the train, and stopping it for repairs for nearly three months."

It was hard for Wendell not to associate the note with what was in the note.

He synthesized all the clues and pieced together a complete logical chain in his mind.

After making sure he couldn't get into the power room and cab, Wendell returned to the conductor's lounge, remembering that he had been warned that the conductor should be in the alcohol-related area.

(End of chapter)