Super Thrilling Live Broadcast Chapter 442: October 30th
Chapter 442 October 30
Why did I appear in the compartment on October 30?
That person is indeed me, he looks exactly like me, but if he is Gao Jian, then who am I?
The question suddenly rose to a philosophical level, and it was the first time I felt such a thrill.
"Calm down, based on the clues we have obtained, this train is full of dead people, and the number of the carriage corresponds to the date of death of the passengers." Self: "In this way, does my appearance in the carriage on October 30th mean that I will die on October 30th?"
This is bad news, but also good news.
The bad thing is that I witnessed my own death. The good news is that this live broadcast happened on October 29th, and I saw myself in the car on October 30th. Eleven live broadcasts?
I will not die on October 29th, but on the 30th. This is like a baseless prophecy, based only on my personal guess.
"Interesting, this train is getting more and more interesting." Through the small window in the middle of the iron gate, I looked at myself in the October 30th carriage.
This feeling is very strange. When people face the mirror for a long time, they will find themselves in the mirror gradually becoming strange. The reason for this phenomenon is that when the brain consciousness is concentrated on a familiar whole, the The more carefully you look at it, the more you focus on the local area, so you will feel strange.
However, I don't have this kind of feeling now. There is a faint voice in the back of my mind constantly telling me that the person sitting in the carriage is me.
This is the exact opposite of looking at the reflection in a mirror, the more I look at it, the more familiar it becomes.
There are slight differences between the me in the carriage on October 30th and the me now. I lowered my head and seemed to have lost my self-awareness.
"The cause of my death seems to be related to water." I wanted to look more carefully, but most of the passengers in the October 29th carriage behind me had already taken their seats, and I didn't have much time left.
"Wait, it's not quite right." I frowned. After careful observation, I found many abnormalities. A suit, with a white cloth wrapped around his arm.
Because of my personality, I really don't like to wear formal clothes, but under what circumstances will I have to wear formal clothes?
"What will happen on October 30th? This dress looks like I'm going to someone's funeral?"
At this point, I had passed the initial shock, and kept tapping on the door, trying to attract the attention of the person in the October 30th compartment.
I know myself better than anyone else. If that person is really me, no matter what happens to him or how dangerous the situation he is in, as long as there is a chance, he will never give up. There should be communication between me and him possible.
"Boom! Boom!" The iron door made a loud noise, but I still maintained that posture in the October 30th carriage, silent and desperate, giving people a feeling of ashes.
"This **** train!" I tried to unlock the lock, feeling impatient, and tried for a long time without success, so I had to restore everything to the original state and return to the October 29th car.
Sit back to your seat, between the October 29th and October 28th carriages, all the passengers have boarded the train, and the flight attendant is holding a yellow leather notebook, and happened to look up at me at this time.
I lowered my head with a guilty conscience. I don’t know if the flight attendant knows what happened in the October 30th car. According to the information I have before, the flight attendant should have never entered the October 30th car. After all, normally speaking, that day has not yet come, and no one would have thought that there would be someone inside.
"The reason why I appeared in the October 30th car is probably because I am on the train right now. The living me is in the October 29th car, and the dead me is in the October 10th car." In carriage No. 30, there is an iron door between life and death. I can see death, but I can’t change it. This train is getting more and more interesting.” I know too little about this train, so I can only Relying on speculation and deduction, I wanted to ask the water friends in the live broadcast room, but the flight attendant was not far away. I was afraid that these unnecessary actions would attract her attention. It would be terrible if she took away the mobile phone of the underworld show .
The flight attendant sketched on the yellow leather notebook, counting every name, and the train started slowly. I was sitting on pins and needles, waiting for the flight attendant to come.
At this time, no one can count on anyone. Faced with the coming horror, I slowly calmed down: "If I will die on October 30th, then no matter what happens today, I should not die Worry."
What should come will always come, sooner or later, it is useless to escape.
After finishing the statistics, the flight attendant put away the yellow leather notebook and walked towards me: "Get up, follow me closely."
Her tone was very strong, not a solicitation, but an order.
I was unwilling to use force until the last moment, so I got up and obediently followed the flight attendants, left the October 29th car, passed through the 28th and 27th cars, and walked until October 20th At the door of carriage No. 6, the flight attendant stopped suddenly, she turned her head and looked at me with some surprise in her eyes: "Why don't you exude a dead breath?"
I paused for a while, and immediately understood that the dead breath the flight attendant was talking about should be the strong stench emanating from Lu Wenchang's body.
"Every passenger boards on a fixed date, which is consistent with the seat. If a passenger rashly leaves the compartment he is in, his body will be unprotected and let out a dead breath. "The flight attendant was blocking the door of the carriage on October 26, and she took out her yellow leather notebook and began to look for something.
"Body?" I noticed the words used by the flight attendant and felt even more confused. According to my previous speculation, all the people on this train were dead people, or more properly speaking, all the souls of the dead. have a body?
Thinking of this, I have great doubts about the significance of the existence of this train.
In the beginning, I thought that the train should be a reflection of the order of heaven and earth. Ghosts go to hell.
But with constant contact, I found that this train is by no means as simple as I imagined, and it seems to hide deeper secrets.
"Dead people, living people, self-awareness, body, soul..." I got on the car until now. After seeing the numb and silent self in the No. 1 car, my heart suddenly became confused, and the situation became confusing again.
"Is the destination of this train the underworld? Is there anything more terrifying on board besides the flight attendant?" While I was thinking, the flight attendant kept sneering. Grabbed my shoulders and dragged me into the car on October 26th.
This is the second time I have entered the No. 26 car. I was grabbed by the shoulder by the flight attendant. She was so strong that I had no way to resist. At this time, if I want to escape, I can only rely on the strength of others.
Rolling my eyes, I saw the bed where Master Wang was, and slowly had an extremely adventurous idea.
I grabbed the flight attendant's arm with my backhand. Her slender and cold arm didn't seem to contain such a huge strength at all.
"Wait a minute, I want to know where you are going to take me? Will I become the same as that person just now?" I purposely said it loudly, hoping to let Master Wang on the side hear it.
"Follow me and you will know."
The flight attendant was a little impatient, but I didn't follow her wishes this time. I leaned against a certain bed, grasped the armrest with both hands, and raised the volume again: "If you don't tell me now, I will lose consciousness later, you must I will regret it!"
The flight attendant was baffled after hearing my words. In fact, I didn't say these words to her. I was threatening Master Wang.
The old fox drove two days earlier than me. He knew a weakness of the flight attendant, and I was standing next to his bed and yelling at this time, just to tell him, tell me that weakness quickly, otherwise he will lose consciousness when I lose consciousness. Don't even think about getting out of the car.