in a taxi.

The woman was still frightened, huddled in her seat, her body shaking, as if she had experienced something terrible in the alley.

"Girl, don't be afraid, you can get to the police station in ten minutes at most, you are already in the car, no one can hurt you." The driver opened his mouth to comfort.

"Hmm~" The woman pursed her lower lip.

Jiang Chen pondered for a moment: "I'm not very good at comforting people. ”

"Otherwise, sister, how about I tell you a story and divert your attention?"

The woman was stunned for a moment and did not refuse.

"One night, Lao Zhao, a taxi driver, took a big order to send someone from the city to a county below, and when he came back, it was already past one o'clock in the morning."

"The road is very remote, there are no street lights, and no other cars on the road can be seen."

"Lao Zhao suddenly saw a woman in a white dress waving to him on the side of the road, the other party had her hair scattered, she couldn't see her face clearly, she seemed to be in a hurry, and she was still shouting while waving......"

Hearing this, the taxi driver opened his mouth and looked stunned.

What the hell is this a ghost story??

Do you use this to comfort people?

He glanced at this young man with a beautiful face from the rearview mirror, and wanted to say, it won't comfort people, we don't need to force it, you will scare the girl again.

But in the end, he didn't dare to stop it.

Because from the moment he got in the car, this young man gave him a very special feeling, and what he insisted on saying was a bit similar to some of the perverted murderers caught in recent reports.

Traveling all year round, the driver still has this bit of eyesight, and he didn't easily provoke the other party.

"Lao Zhao is very cautious, it's more than one o'clock in the morning, who will run to the road without anything? He pretended not to see it, and kicked the accelerator open. Jiang Chen is still talking about it.

His tone is low and infectious.

"There was a woman's shout behind her, which seemed to be mixed with words such as help, the child is sick, etc."

"Lao Zhao was entangled for a while, if the other party is a person living nearby, and the child suddenly has some kind of acute illness at night, it is normal to run out to stop the car."

"At this point, if I don't pull them, I may wait for another two or three hours, and I won't be able to meet other cars."

Lao Zhao finally stepped on the brakes and beckoned to the back.

The woman hurried over, holding a quilt in her arms, which seemed to contain a child.

"When she got into the car, she thanked her repeatedly, saying that the child had a high fever at night, and she really had no choice but to come out to stop the car, hoping that Lao Zhao would take them to the nearest hospital."

"Lao Zhao said no thanks, after the car started, he took a few glances and found that the woman was very young, not at all like the age of having children."

"And there was no movement in the quilt at all, and I don't know if the child was asleep or what the reason was."

"After driving another distance, Lao Zhao became more and more puzzled in his heart, the child didn't make any sound for so long, won't he suffocate to death?"

He tried to ask if the quilt was so thick that it would stuff the child.

The woman opened the quilt and examined it, nodded suddenly, and said something terrible.

"Thanks to your reminder, master, otherwise I wouldn't have found out, my child is already suffocated, so I don't need to go to the hospital, just send us to the nearby Bailongshan Funeral Home."

! What a ghost story!

The woman sitting next to Jiang Chen couldn't help but twitch the corners of her mouth.

"The dead ghost Zhang Chunyu was speechless in his heart for a while, it turned out that you said that you would not comfort people, you are really not modest, and the ghost spirit is +300."

Jiang Chen glanced at her, the corners of his mouth slightly hooked, and continued to speak in a fascinating voice.

The calm tone of the woman's voice, as well as the indifferent expression on her face, made Lao Zhao feel a chill in his heart.

"Would a normal mother be so calm when she learns that her child is dead?"

"Or is this woman holding a dead child, or maybe she's already dead......

"The more Lao Zhao thought about it, the more scared he became, he braked sharply, and ran when he got out of the car."

At this time, the woman suddenly laughed, opened the quilt on the handle, there was nothing in it, and she told the driver that she was a senior psychology student who was doing social practice and wanted to test people's most realistic reactions in the face of strange events.

When Zhang Chunyu heard this, he seemed to breathe a sigh of relief.

"The dead ghost Zhang Chunyu relaxed for a while, it turned out that he was not a ghost, and the ghost qi was +200."

Jiang Chen smiled faintly and continued.

Lao Zhao scolded the female student on the spot, but he still didn't leave the other party alone on the highway in the early morning.

The schoolgirl pulled out a notebook and began to take notes.

After the record was done, she suddenly remembered one thing, and hurriedly asked the driver if he had seen her classmates, the two of them were dressed the same, the other party was a kilometer away from the road section, she felt that with Lao Zhao's kindness, she should not ignore her classmates.

Zhang Chunyu wondered, the story is not over here? Ghost +500. ”

The taxi driver was also stunned, and couldn't help but concentrate and listen.

The main Jiang Chen's storytelling skills are very good, and his tone is subdued, and it is easy to bring people into the scene, especially when the three of them are now on a deserted road, in a taxi, and the sense of substitution is stronger.

Lao Zhao seemed to be a little angry, buried his head in his car, and didn't reply.

"Not long after, the female student saw the car driving onto a winding mountain road, and on a road sign passing by, the words Bailongshan Funeral Home were clearly written."

"The female student is a little puzzled, haven't you explained everything, why does the driver still drive to the funeral home?"

She asked Lao Zhao again if she had seen her classmates.

"The other party still didn't reply, and the female student had to dial the phone of her classmate, but in the trunk, the bell rang."

"The next day, it was reported in the news that two female students from a certain university were missing."

After listening, Zhang Chunyu's pupils widened suddenly.

Lao Zhao, who seems to be a good person, has actually killed a student and put her body in the trunk.

This sudden reversal made her can't help but feel a chill in her heart.

"Ghost +920!"

The taxi driver's hand also shook violently, the car was crooked, and he hurriedly grabbed the steering wheel to return to the right place in danger.

His face was pale, and he was obviously frightened by the ghost story.

And that's not all.

When the car shook, something in front of it fell down.

Jiang Chen laughed and reminded, "Master, your work card seems to have dropped." ”

"Oh, oh." The driver nodded and picked up the work badge that had fallen on the co-pilot.

Zhang Chunyu glanced at it subconsciously, and the next moment, his whole body tensed.

The name column on the work card is clearly written.

Zhao Zhongqiang.

"Ding, ghost +999!"