Fly Pavilion 8
Suman didn't give up going to the factory because of the ogre, but she gave up the idea of taking the bus and chose to take a taxi instead.
Xiaoshan and the others originally planned to follow, but Su Man didn't let them, after all, the shop was still open.
She told them that if there was a disturbance in the store, they could contact the intermediate industry, and if they couldn't, they would wait until she came back.
After explaining this, she took Sun Li out of the door under the worried eyes of the clerks.
They said that they could hail a taxi on the side of the road, and Suman waited on the side of the road.
In fact, when she walked out of the store, she still saw a gray scene, but faintly, she could see a blue taxi driving out of the gray with its headlights.
Suman raised his hand to stop, and the car stopped in front of her.
"Go to shop No. 88 Thriller Road, No. 7."
After a brief report of the address, the car started again.
Suman glanced in the rearview mirror at the driver's position.
The driver's godless eyes like dead fish eyes stared at the road ahead, except that his face was pale, there was nothing abnormal, and the preliminary judgment was probably a general horror.
[*month*, Northern News will broadcast for you, please pay attention to all drivers and friends.. γ
The radio in the car suddenly went off, with the rustling sound of an old-fashioned tape, which was a little scary in this inexplicably quiet space.
The driver still didn't react, only the sound of the radio was still, [There was a traffic accident in the middle of the road, causing traffic jams, drivers and friends are not necessary, please take a detour...]
The sweet voice of the female anchor on the radio kept repeating, but the driver still didn't react, like an emotionless driving machine.
Su Man didn't want to talk more, but the sound of navigation suddenly sounded in the car again, "Enter the road immediately." β
Su Man's fingers tapped on his knees and spoke, "Master, it was said on the radio that Dalu was stuck in traffic. β
"Oh, oh.. Is it? Traffic? The driver finally reacted, repeating the short syllables repeatedly as if he was unresponsive, and finally nodded: "It's okay, listening to mine is more useful than listening to the radio, it's okay, don't be afraid of traffic jams." β
After saying this, he was silent again, and he didn't mean to ask for the route at all.
Su Man didn't know if she would encounter such a thing when she usually went in the car, and she was a little skeptical that she would be able to reach the factory safely today.
She leaned back into the backrest, stopped talking, and picked up a newspaper that was in the basket of the backrest.
The voice of the sweet girl's radio sounded again, [Repeat again, there was a serious traffic accident on Dacheng Road, which has caused three deaths, and the driver who caused the accident... The sound of the broadcast suddenly stuck, but then returned to normal, [The whereabouts of the driver who caused the accident are unknown.. γ
Su Man put away the newspaper and listened carefully to the radio, [According to the testimony of eyewitnesses at the scene, the vehicle that caused the accident was a taxi... Zilazilaγ
She looked at the driver.
The voice of the radio sounded again, [the license plate number is ******]
"Quack-squeak"
The driver slammed on the brakes, suddenly changed his face, and turned his head to look at Su Man in horror, "This... How is this license plate number mine? β
Su Man didn't answer, Sun Li had already slapped him on the head, "Your own license plate number, you ask us?" β
His cleverness flashed, "Think about it, did someone use your license plate?" β
"Maybe, maybe." The driver's face turned even paler, and even sweat appeared on his face.
And the voice of the radio is still the same, [According to the results of the investigation, the driver's name is Zhang Fushun, please the majority of enthusiastic citizens... Zilazila... Zizizizi. γ
The broadcast reached the back, and it was all the sound of electricity.
"Your name should be Zhang Fushun." Su Man also gave him a look and asked coldly.
"No, no, I.."
The driver wanted to deny it, but Su Man had already pointed to the name plate on the co-pilot, which had his work number, name, and photo, company to which he belonged, and the most eye-catching thing was his name, Zhang Fushun.
"How could it be me? Impossible? I'm law-abiding.."
Zhang Fushun's eyes were still sloppy, but the whole person was in a hurry, "I have always been a good law-abiding citizen." β
"You believe me, but don't call the police, there must be some misunderstanding."
The navigator began to speak again at this time, "Drive into the road immediately." β
"Listen, I haven't gone in that way yet." Zhang Fushun wiped the cold sweat on his forehead, "This must actually be some misunderstanding, I have been working in the industry."
Before he could finish his sentence, the windshield slammed, and the whole car shook.
"What's going on?" Zhang Fushun was a horror that was bigger than Su Man and Sun Li's reaction, and his eyes were full of panic.
"There's blood." Suman pointed to the windshield and reminded him, "Something may have hit it." β
"Impossible, impossible." Zhang Fushun still didn't believe the appearance of reality, turned on the wipers, and brushed frantically, "It's impossible, how could I hit someone?" β
The windshield wipers covered the glass with blood that had only accumulated at the bottom.
The small space was glowing with blood.
Zhang Fushun trembled and rummaged in the box, and then took out a knife and pointed at Su Man and Sun Li with a gesture.
"I can't kill people, I can't kill people, you believe me."
He repeatedly tried to convince Su Man and Sun Li of him.
And Su Man just wanted to hurry to his destination at this time.
"Okay, we believe you, but I'm in a bit of a hurry right now, why don't you put us on the side of the road first?"
Zhang Fushun seemed to be thinking, and nodded in shock for a while, "It's okay, it's okay, you guys go down." β
He turned back to unlock the door.
But in a second, a bloody handprint slammed into the glass, which frightened Zhang Fushun into screaming again, and shouted repeatedly: "No, you can't go down, it's dangerous, it's dangerous!" β
He was trembling and was about to start the car, "You can't stay in this place, I'll take you to a safe place and you can get out of the car again." β
He muttered to himself, "It's too dangerous, and I have to be responsible for you." β
Zhang Fushun's car drove fast, but along the way, the car seemed to hit a lot of things, but he didn't seem to hear or see it, he just kept muttering, "It's going to be fine, I will send the passengers to the destination safely, I didn't kill anyone, I didn't hit anyone." β
Although Su Man and Sun Li were pulling on the seat belts in the back, they were still thrown around.
The newspaper that Suman had placed on his lap was also thrown to the ground and scattered.
The content that I hadn't had time to see just now just appeared in front of me.
Su Man glanced at the huge page of news, and knew it in his heart.
But at this time, the windshield in front of it was smashed somehow, and with a huge inertia, it rushed into a corpse covered in blood.