Qi Xia walked out of the lottery center with a check and walked straight to the taxi.

"Huh? So fast, boy. ”

The driver was standing outside the car smoking, and the navy blue car next to him looked out of place with the local mint-colored car.

Qi Xia didn't answer, reached out and pulled the car door and sat down.

"Let's ...... Do you want to go back now? The driver asked.

"Hmm." Qi Xia nodded, but this time he chose to sit in the back of the car just to be on the safe side.

"Come on." The master threw the cigarette butt to the ground and stepped on it, and sat in the cab, "Speaking of which, young man, aren't you going to play in Jinan?" I've got an old guy here, if you're not in a hurry......"

"I'm in a hurry." Qi Xia said, "Let's drive." ”

"Oh......" the master nodded awkwardly.

Qi Xia recalled that the last time he was in Jinan, he delayed half a day to go to the bank to withdraw money, and finally returned home with a large bag of cash.

originally wanted to surprise Yu Nian'an, but this time, he had to omit all these formalized things.

Now he must rush home as soon as possible and take Yu Nianan to escape to the open area.

Thinking of this, Qi Xia took out his mobile phone and wanted to call Yu Nian'an, asking her to pack a few clothes in advance, so that the two of them could live outside in the following days.

He opened the address book, found the first contact, the person with the note "A", and dialed directly.

This note was specially written by Qi Xia to Yu Nian'an, and only the letter A can keep her phone number at the top of the address book.

After waiting for more than ten seconds, there was still no answer on the other end of the phone.

"What's going on......" Qi Xia was a little puzzled, Yu Nian'an in his impression never left his mobile phone, but why didn't he answer the phone now?

Qi Xia hung up the phone and dialed several times, but no one answered, which inevitably made him a little worried.

He looked at the time on his phone, and it was already four o'clock in the afternoon.

"Master, if you can return to Qingdao before half past seven, I will give you an extra 500 yuan for the fare." Qi Xia looked up and said to the driver.

"Really?" The master glanced at Qi Xia in the rearview mirror, and then looked at his watch again.

Three and a half hours, three hundred and fifty kilometers.

Although a little reluctant, but it is not difficult for the old driver, as long as the speed of 120 miles on the highway is maintained, it is estimated that it will be just before half past seven.

There are really not many opportunities to earn 2,500 yuan in one day, and the driver obviously can't believe it.

"I don't lie to you." Qi Xia nodded, "Pay attention to safety and drive." ”

The driver vaguely guessed something in his heart, who would choose to take a taxi to another city?

Although taxis are expensive, the only advantage is that they do not require real-name ticket purchase like trains and bullet trains.

In other words, the man in front of him wanted to come to Jinan secretly and didn't want anyone to find out, so on the whole, he should really win the lottery.

Only if you win more than one million yuan, you need to go to the provincial lottery center to claim the prize, maybe the actual prize is more than one million.

Thinking of this, the driver shook his head helplessly.

I heard that the odds of winning the lottery are lower than being struck by lightning, it is really more popular than people, the man in front of him is not very old but has such good luck, he has reached middle age but is still doing manual work.

Qi Xia sat in the back seat, looking at the driver's complicated expression in the cab with his spare eyes, and couldn't help but raise the corners of his mouth.

Yes, for the average person, a person who has won the lottery is sitting behind him, who can not think nonsense?

"It's a pity that you have always been a thief with a heart and no guts." Qi Xia secretly said in his heart.

The taxi driver in front of him was "carefully selected" by Qi Xia among many drivers, and several of their taxi drivers were waiting for work at the door of the hotel, but the driver in front of him was scolded by a lean peer and begged for mercy again and again because of cutting in line.

At that moment, Qi Xia saw through him.

Obviously, he wants to make money, and no one is worse than anyone else, but he is so timid.

Such a person cannot "kill and rob money."

I saw that the driver's expression was uncertain for a long time, and finally sighed and honestly looked ahead and drove.

Qi Xia also leaned back in his seat and dialed Yu Nian'an's phone again, but still no one answered.

In such a quiet environment, Qi Xia recalled what had happened in the "Land of the End".

It was all too real to feel like a dream at all.

He reached out and touched his left shoulder, and there were no signs of injury at this time, but he clearly remembered what had happened.

He remembered that Han Yimo, Qiao Jiajin, Tian Tian, Officer Li, Zhang Shan, and Lao Lu all died there, and he was obviously dead, but he returned to his previous life.

In this way, will those people also return to their own ...... of life?

I'm afraid it's all a weird prank.

As the sky darkens, the lights on the highway guardrail slowly turn on.

Although he had only been in that ghost place for three days, Qi Xia felt that he had not seen the lights at night for a long time.

The nightlight, which panned rapidly backwards as his gaze continued to move back, made him feel inexplicably at ease.

It seems that the driver really wants to earn the 500 yuan, and as soon as he gets on the highway, he will maintain the maximum speed limit for the whole time.

He, like everyone else in the world, was always on the move for three meals a day.

Qi Xia secretly decided that even if he overtime in the end, he would give the driver five hundred yuan.

The master tried to talk to Qi Xia a few times, but gradually found that this young man was really not talkative, so he could only turn on the radio in the car to try to make the atmosphere less awkward.

"What you're listening to right now is 89.7 traffic radio."

A slightly magnetic voice came slowly, and it seemed to be a channel that taxi drivers love to listen to.

"It's nineteen o'clock Beijing time, let's take a look at the messages of netizens on the online platform."

The host was obviously stunned after saying this, and he didn't say the next sentence for nearly ten seconds, which was definitely a live broadcast accident.

"Haha!" The driver gloated and said, "What do you think this stuff is, young man?" Are the current anchors all positions bought with money? ”

Qi Xia frowned slightly, feeling that things were not so simple.

The psychological quality of the live broadcast hosts is very strong, even if most of the messages on the online platform are useless, they will pick out the key information and broadcast it as soon as possible, but why haven't they spoken for more than ten seconds now?

"The message on our online platform is a little strange,......" the host said in a strange tone, "The platform has received dozens of messages in a row, all saying that there is a strange crack in the "above" of the Qingyin Expressway near the entrance and exit of Qingdao, and we will contact the traffic police as soon as possible to confirm whether this crack is from the sign or other buildings, please be careful to avoid passing vehicles." ”