Netherworld Investigator Chapter 369: A ghost car appears

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At around ten o'clock, we should close the store, so we can clean up and set off. Wang Dali suggested that it was too late, should you go for a supper first, Sun Bingxin was here, and he was like a chicken blood.

I said: "What kind of supper? Go and go back quickly, and quickly prove that this is a fake. How much do you think I want to go?"

Wang Dali persuaded: "It's a rare group event!"

Wang Dali insisted on having supper. He found a restaurant selling seafood porridge. While he was going to order, I explained to Sun Bingxin the current situation of Wang Dali’s relationship with Cao Dan in a few words. Sun Bingxin’s emotional intelligence is not low, and she quickly understood, and she chuckled with her mouth in her mouth: "Take them apart, I won’t be a bitch. I will never send back text messages..."

I nodded: "This guy's emotional intelligence is touching, I'm worried when I look at it!"

Sun Bingxin poked my cheek and said: "Fifty steps and a hundred steps, in fact, I and Vigorously send text messages, most of the time we are talking about you!"

Sun Bingxin took out his mobile phone and said: "Big Brother Song Yang, play with me the glory of the king!"

I asked: "Play now?"

Sun Bingxin blinked: "Isn't this a reason to ignore Vigorously?"

"All right!" I nodded.

We started playing in the dark. After a while, Wang Dali came back and watched us playing in full swing. He said: "Turn on the dark, take me!"

Sun Bingxin responded nonchalantly: "Without you, you are a technical cook!"

Wang Dali was not reconciled and insisted on joining. Sun Bing said without raising his heart: "Don't disturb me, okay, you accompany your family Luo Youyou more."

Wang Dali had nothing to do, so he chatted with Luo Youyou about the movie.

After the supper, we headed towards Zijing Road. There were no people on the road. Wang Dali and Luo Youyou were walking in front. Sun Bingxin and I were walking behind. Sun Bingxin kept holding my hand and I asked: "Weather It’s hot, don’t you feel too hot? Your hands are sweating."

Sun Bing said excitedly: "You told me to draw a clear line with Da Li, you have to take action. By the way, do you think my clothes look good today?"

Today she wore a fresh and bright dress with a small bag and a hairpin with a pompon pin on her head. She looked very cute. I replied, "It looks good!"

Sun Bingxin pursed her small mouth and said: "Sister Xiaotao has been with me these days and said you gave her a dress!"

I chuckled and laughed: "Well, that's sending her off, because I lost the bet."

"Did you lose?" Sun Bingxin was taken aback.

"She lost!" I replied.

"What? She has clothes if she loses. No, I have to bet with you." Sun Bingxin grabbed my arm.

I pulled a black line on my forehead: "What are you betting on?"

Sun Bingxin said: "I bet this ghost bus really exists!"

I have never believed in this kind of people’s equanimity, and I directly replied: "It is absolutely impossible, it must be fake."

Sun Bingxin raised his eyebrows: "Okay, if you lose, give me a piece of clothing I want."

"Then what if you lose?" I asked.

"It's up to you!" Sun Bingxin's chest was quite small.

I have no shortage of clothes, so I thought about it and said: "The store is recruiting part-time flyers. How about coming over to distribute flyers for half a day on weekends?"

Sun Bing replied disdainfully: "It sounds so boring, but I promise!"

Then she reached out her little finger and hooked me.

We came to Zijing Road. There were almost no cars at night. The four of us stood on the sidewalk like fools and stood there for about 20 minutes. I suggested: "Go back, there are no ghost buses. They are all online. A spooky little story made up."

Wang Dali said: "Wait a little longer."

Sun Bingxin yawned and leaned on me. Wang Dali saw this scene and said: "Why don't you forget it? Send sister Bingxin back to rest first."

Sun Bingxin said solemnly: "I'm not sleepy!"

Luo Youyou's face just improved, and suddenly became cloudy.

At this time, a voice came from behind: "Several people, excuse me, are you also waiting for the ghost bus?"

Looking back, it was a boy with a digital camera slung around his neck. He was dressed hip-hop, wore a peaked cap and wore baggy trousers. The boy said, "Introduce myself. My name is Zhou Yang. Those who came to verify this legend, you may have heard of my Weibo, called **** tonight!"

Luo Youyou jumped up excitedly: "You are the blogger of Weibo Weibo. I have been following you for several years. The analysis you wrote is really wonderful."

Zhou Yang scratched his head and smiled shyly: "I have been able to write real blog posts, mainly because I have personally visited every supernatural event."

Luo Youyou exclaimed: "Wow, really? The old lady cat face, ghost house No. 81, subway zombie you have personally investigated it? That's great!"

The two chatted in full swing, Wang Dali showed displeasure, and Sun Bingxin whispered to me: "Luo Youyou did it on purpose, just to anger Wang Dali."

I was surprised: "How did you reason it out?"

Sun Bingxin clutched his belly and laughed, and compared with his hand in front of his forehead: "Because I have a pair of invisible antennae on my head, I can detect the voice of others!"

I understand what she meant, just turning the corner to say that my emotional intelligence is low.

I noticed that Zhou Yang was a little bit indifferent, and the topic changed while chatting. I asked about Luo Youyou about Luo Youyou round and round, and squinted eyes kept hovering in front of her chest and under her skirt.

Wang Dali couldn't stand it anymore, and finally walked over, chatting with Zhou Yang without words, deliberately averting the fire.

Sun Bingxin searched with her mobile phone, and then sternly said: "Call Luo Youyou, be careful! This guy has a bad reputation. Many people on the Internet have revealed that he likes grass powder."

I said: "I have always had a bad impression of Internet celebrities."

After waiting for another half an hour, I checked the time and it was almost twelve o’clock. There was no car on the road. I felt that this was a waste of life meaninglessly. Sun Bingxin was a little sleepy and leaned on me. Do not move.

I whispered: "I will take you home!"

Sun Bingxin closed his eyes and shook his head: "No, I still want a skirt, wait till twelve o'clock!"

A few minutes later, Sun Bingxin shivered suddenly, holding her shoulders and asking: "Big Brother Song Yang, why is it so cold?"

Her clothes are indeed too thin. I took off my coat and put it on her. Sun Bingxin thanked me in a low voice.

Suddenly Zhou Yang yelled: "Look at that direction!"

He rushed to the road fangs and shot wildly. I looked ahead and found that there was nothing but some fog...

Wait, there seems to be something in the fog!

At this time, the street light above my head flickered a few times, and the outline of a bus slowly emerged in the fog. Luo Youyou exclaimed excitedly: "I'll say it's true!"

My eyes widened, I couldn't believe it.

This is an old-fashioned bus that has long been obsolete. The body is broken and it drove relatively slowly. The lower part of the car was completely covered in fog, and the wheels were invisible. It seemed to be sliding silently on the road.

The lights in the car are dim, and there is no passenger.

There is no light in the driver's seat, only a man in a hat is slowly turning the steering wheel. His movements are stiff and his face is expressionless, just like a dead man...