Chapter 132: Scalp to see the road is the most deadly
The driver seemed startled by Gu Mian.
She asked with a stiff face: "What's wrong?"
Gu Mian felt the wind blowing from a distance, then wrapped herself tightly in her white coat: "It's okay, it's just that I didn't bring any money."
As he spoke, he took two steps forward, opened the door, and sat in the back seat of the taxi.
The driver opened his mouth as if he wanted to say something, but Gu Mian moved too quickly and sat down in the back seat before she could make a sound.
Seeing him sit in, the driver took a moment to speak out: "You can get the bill for free this time, or you can make up for it next time... Actually, you can put your guitar in the trunk.
"
Gu Mian had already taken off the guitar and placed it on the seat next to her: "No, I think it's safer to put the guitar next to me."
The driver pursed her lips slightly, as if she didn't want to talk any more nonsense. She turned back and looked forward: "Where are you going?"
Gu Mian lowered her head and looked at the map in her hand: "Rong'an Community."
Then he saw that the driver seemed to pause slightly, but he didn't say anything more and started the taxi silently.
Gu Mian roughly calculated the distance from here to Rongan Community.
He is now in a remote location in the northwest of Ye City, which can be considered a suburb; while Rongan Community is east of the city, and it takes more than an hour to reach it by car.
It's strange that there don't seem to be any living people in this city.
The taxi passed several residential buildings, but there was not even a lighted window upstairs.
Gu Mian knew that it was a bit difficult to ask people to turn on the lights in the middle of the night, but this city did look like an empty city, as if it was specially built for players who entered this dungeon.
The strong wind beat against the car body, making it feel cold.
There were no lights in the taxi, so Gu Mian used the light from the streetlight outside the window to look down at the time in the upper left corner of the advertisement on her hand - July 30th.
Logically speaking, the weather should not be so cold at the end of July. At this time, the temperature outside is almost like late autumn, and the cold wind makes people shiver.
At this time, the driver had already passed two intersections and was stopping at the third intersection, waiting for the green light.
The intersection was empty, with only one of their cars. It looked strangely dark, and the three-color lights overhead looked a bit false.
So far, this driver's behavior is no different from that of a normal person - except for his unprofessional age and his strangely trembling body.
Gu Mian looked at the rearview mirror inside the car.
From this angle, you can see the driver's face.
I saw that this young face had turned pale at some point, and it was particularly eye-catching under the illumination of the street lights outside the car.
"Speaking of which..." Gu Mian suddenly spoke.
The driver immediately asked: "What?"
Apart from his pale, ghost-like face, his tone and movements were no different from those of ordinary people.
Gu Mian noticed that the driver suddenly lowered his head, making it impossible for him to observe the pale face through the rearview mirror.
He coughed lightly: "Speaking of which, you must have been a driver here for some time, right?"
The driver lowered his head and said "hmm" in a low voice.
Gu Mian then asked: "Have you ever heard of the famous supernatural events here, such as people disappearing after getting into a taxi?"
The introduction of this copy is clear. There are stories circulating in Yecheng City about people getting into taxis and then disappearing without a trace.
And the missing person notice on the advertisement also illustrates this point.
At this time, the green light turned on and the taxi began to drive slowly again. Gu Mian smelled something strange in the air. It was very subtle and difficult to detect.
The driver was still lowering his head: "I've heard of..."
Before Gu Mian could ask, she continued:
"Four people have disappeared here. They all disappeared after getting into a taxi. Three men and one woman."
"I don't know if those missing people were in the same taxi. I only know that no one has seen them since, neither alive nor dead..."
"I don't know about the other people. I know that the first one who disappeared was a female college student. Later, her parents searched for her for more than ten years. They sold the house and rented a second-hand house, just opposite my house."
"I know they have been saving money. In fact, the rent of houses in our community is not the cheapest. I don't know why they would choose that place."
"When I was a child, I saw them going out every day before dawn, carrying tubes and printed missing persons notices, and not coming back until late at night."
"When I was little, I loved looking out through the peephole. Every time I heard someone coming up, I would climb up and look..."
"I often see that her mother will come back first and go home to cook; after an hour, when it gets completely dark, her father will carry a tube and climb up the stairs hunched over."
"I see him often squatting at the door and crying for a while, very quietly, very quietly, almost inaudible, and then he stands up and takes out the key to open the door."
"Sometimes I ask my parents what to do if I disappear like my sister across the street, and they always say that won't happen..."
"I didn't see that sister's parents very much after that. I heard that her mother was sick and they refunded the rent. No one knows where they went."
Gu Mian looked at the missing person notice on the advertisement in her hand, and then looked at the time in the upper left corner.
Female college student Lin Rongrong disappeared on July 24, 2002.
From what this driver said, it can be deduced that it is already ten years later, and it is at least 2012, maybe even later.
Gu Mian looked out the car window and saw a phone booth on the roadside in front of her.
He turned to look at the driver in the driver's seat again: "What month is it now?"
The driver seemed to be in a trance for a moment, and then said: "It's almost October... I remember it's almost October..."
Gu Mian looked at the driver who kept his head lowered: "Stop at the phone booth in front, I want to get off."
The driver's bangs moved slightly, and she seemed to want to raise her head, but failed in the end: "You'd better not get out of the car now, it's not safe."
"Then you think it's safe if you use your scalp to see the road?"
"..."
The taxi stopped on the roadside.
Gu Mian got out of the car with his electric saw. He stood in front of the driver's seat window and looked at the driver's scalp.
Her head was buried so low that if you didn't look up from below, you couldn't see her face.
Gu Mian looked at her scalp and said, "Let me ask you one last question, what is your name?"
The driver's bangs swayed slightly, and then he made an inaudible voice: "Liu Mo, my name is Liu Mo."
Immediately, she slammed the accelerator, and the taxi sped away, leaving only Gu Mian eating dirt behind.
Gu Mian didn't care how many kilograms of dirt she had eaten, but said to herself: "The first missing person appeared in 2002, and by 2012 the number of missing people had reached four."
I'm afraid there are far more than four people who disappeared in a taxi in this dungeon, and Liu Mo is very likely to be one of them.
Because it's too weird for her age to be a night bus driver.
Liu Mo was probably detained here by some mysterious force after his disappearance, and then became a driver.
"So the drivers matched by us players are very likely to be the missing people back then."
"But these drivers don't seem threatening? They feel like they can get home safely just by sitting in the car." Gu Mian touched her chin: "Maybe I'm the only one who thinks there's no threat?"
While thinking about it, he slipped into the phone booth next to him and pressed the "call a car" button again.
