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Chapter 137: The Best Venue for Ghost Movies

 The howling wind blew by.

The driver's head hung unsteadily on his neck.

Gu Mian stood behind and looked at him.

The driver turned his back to Gu Mian and stared at the direction where the chasing boy left for a long time before turning around again.

This place seemed to be the suburbs of the city, it was extremely dark, strong winds blew by from time to time, and the green belts on both sides were swayed.

Gu Mian thinks this is a good place to shoot a ghost movie. If he were a director, he would definitely take a fancy to this Feng Shui treasure land.

At this time, the scene in front of me also looked like a scene from a ghost movie.

A headless driver... no, he has a head, it's just about to fall off.

A driver whose head was about to fall off stood in the middle of the road, a large amount of blood gushing out from his broken neck. The scarf originally wrapped around his neck had long fallen off in half while running, and now it was just about to be draped on his shoulders.

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And this scarf, which was originally dark, had already been dyed red by blood, and blood was oozing out at this time.

At this time, this strange human figure was slowly turning around.

What a horrific picture this is!

Gu Mian hid the chainsaw in her hand behind her back, trying to look as amiable as possible.

The driver, who was about to lose his head, began to move towards Gu Mian's direction.

Seeing him getting closer and closer, Gu Mian finally couldn't help but say: "Is your head about to fall off..."

At the same time, the fat man was sitting in a speeding taxi.

The night is dark and quiet.

The driver in front was also a little dark, as if he had been sunburned.

The driver looked like a very fair young man, with red cheeks and a little fat. He looked like he had just graduated.

On such a cold day, he only wore a thin sweater and a big furry hat on his head, which looked very warm.

The fat man was holding a small advertisement in his hand, with a map on one side and an advertising column on the other.

The place he wants to go is Xiaoxiang Courtyard. The name of this community is very elegant.

There is also a missing person notice in the advertisement column.

【Search notices】

[Name Miao Qingxi, male, 22 years old]

[Lived in Xiaoxiang Courtyard, Yecheng City, disappeared on May 22, 2010, 1.67 meters tall]

[Please kind-hearted people please contact your family as soon as possible after seeing this, I will thank you very much!]

There is also a photo of Miao Qingxi below.

This man was thin and small, with a yellow complexion, and he looked like he was easy to bully.

The fat man looked at the missing person notice in his hand with some uneasiness, and from time to time he looked up at the window and the driver.

He had just hailed this taxi through a phone booth not long ago because he really didn't dare to get in the taxi by himself before.

He originally wanted to stay on the road for a while to see if there were other players passing by, but after waiting on the road for a long time, he didn't see other players. He had no choice but to enter the phone booth and press the "call a taxi" button.

It's been ten minutes since he got in the car.

These ten minutes were very safe, even too safe.

The driver did not show any behavior that was different from normal people, except that the clothes he wore did not match the season.

The night is very quiet.

The strange thing is that Fatty didn't see any other vehicles in these ten minutes, let alone vehicles, not even a single pedestrian.

He climbed up on the car window in surprise and thought for a long time before speaking: "Master, are there no cars on the road at midnight?"

The driver immediately replied: "Of course there is no car, and you don't even know what time it is. It's almost two in the morning. What are you doing out here?"

And I heard that several people who rented taxis disappeared in the middle of the night, so there were even fewer people out at night, and there were basically only a few taxis."

The fat man shuddered slightly, and then looked at the missing person notice in his hand. The photo of the thin and small man looked a little creepy in the middle of the night.

"Has anyone disappeared in the middle of the night...or took a taxi?" the fat man said hesitantly.

Maybe the missing person in this missing person notice disappeared after getting into a taxi. Fatty still remembers that this copy is called Terror Taxi.

"Well, let me do the math..." The driver seemed to be reminiscing: "I guess five have disappeared. It has been fifteen years since 2002, and five have disappeared during this period. It seems that they all took taxis.

Missing in the future”

He continued: "The police suspected that the missing people all got into the same taxi. They suspected that the murderer was the same person, but they could not find any clues about the murderer. The case was left alone until now."

"Those five people were neither alive nor dead, and it was really strange. They got into a car and disappeared out of thin air.

Their relatives searched for many years, but could not find even a single bone.

You must never go out in the middle of the night again. It's a shame you bumped into me. If you bump into other drivers with evil intentions..."

"Do you want money?" The fat man interrupted him, and then he thought of something and added: "If you want sex, I won't give it."

The driver coughed a few times, then covered his hat again, as if he was afraid it would fall off.

"I heard that among the five missing people there are two little girls, a female college student and a female high school student."

"The other three are all men, and there is also a young man with considerable strength. I don't know how strong the murderer is, but he dared to rob even a young and energetic young man."

"Some people said that all five of them were killed by a driver. The driver was very perverted and liked to find prey and torture them to death."

"Of course these are all rumors. After all, no one has seen the murderer with their own eyes, and everyone who has seen it is dead..."

"It is rumored that the murderer was very cruel. Some family members said that the missing person gave them a dream. In the dream, the missing person seemed to be in a factory and was chopped into several sections."

"They dreamed that the missing people put themselves together, then pointed to the top of their heads and opened their mouths as if to say something..."

"The top of your head?" The fat man was a little curious.

"Yes." The driver held the steering wheel and said, "Just point at the sky. The family members said that in the dream, the sky was dark and there seemed to be nothing."

The fat man subconsciously raised his eyes and glanced at the sky.

I saw only a not-so-round moon in the sky, and a few stars that were not particularly dazzling.

What is there in the sky?


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