The fat man held on to the car window and almost wanted to stick his head out.
He rolled the car window open a crack, and the howling wind rushed in from the outside, almost blowing his scalp off.
The fat man was so frightened that he immediately rolled up the window again.
The wind coming in from outside obviously also affected the driver, who stretched out a hand and held down the heavy hat on his head.
The fat man glanced at the driver's hat curiously, but he didn't ask any more questions and just looked outside.
What the hell is there in the sky?
The fat man pressed his face against the car window and stared at the sky.
Except for the round moon and a few stars, there is nothing special about it.
At this moment, he suddenly noticed an obvious light not far ahead.
The fat man turned his head and looked forward, and saw what seemed to be a community in front of him. It was brightly lit, and you could even see people walking around near the windows.
"strangeness……"
The fat man was a little confused. This dungeon was full of dead air, as if there were no living people. How could a community that seemed to be populated by many people appear out of thin air?
He asked strangely: "Master, is that a community in front of you?"
The driver looked sideways and said, "Yes, but it's not the Xiaoxiang Courtyard you want to go to. This seems to be Rongan Community."
Rongan Community?
The first time Fatty heard the name of this community, he was a little surprised.
The driver didn't say much, just hit the gas and passed through this community. At this time, the surrounding environment was already bustling, and it seemed that he was close to the city center.
"Master, how long will it take for us to arrive?" the fat man said uneasily.
The driver reached out and pressed his strange hat again: "We'll be there in about twenty minutes."
The fat man's eyes rested on the driver's hat. He didn't notice it when he got in the car, but the longer the time passed, the more he felt like there was something hidden in the hat. It was heavy and seemed to fall off at any time.
This driver is a little weird...
The fat man thought to himself.
But at this moment, another thing attracted his attention.
He saw a light coming from the road not far away.
This beam of light looked very familiar, and Fatty recognized it as the light of a car light.
He stared closely in the direction of the vertical light, and sure enough, two seconds later he saw another taxi in the dark.
There was a taxi driving towards me. This car seemed to be going in the opposite direction to them.
The fat man climbed on the car window and opened his mouth slightly.
He watched the car getting closer and closer, and the lights from the opposite car cut through the darkness like a sharp sword. As the sharp sword got closer, the fat man felt his heart become cold.
Through the dim street lights, Fatty saw the driver's appearance behind the windshield of the car.
"Skinny and small, with a yellow complexion, and looks like someone who is easy to bully..."
Does this description sound familiar?
The fat man stared at the driver behind the windshield on the opposite side, and then slowly raised the small advertisement in his hand.
The missing person notice column is extremely conspicuous, and the photo alone takes up half of its page.
In the photo, he has a thin face, which looks a bit old, but it can be seen that he is not very old.
Exactly the same...
The driver is exactly the same as the person in the photo...
In addition to the wound on his neck, the driver in the taxi had a very obvious wound on his neck, and even bones could be seen.
Blood spread from the wound, and almost the entire lower half of his neck was dyed red.
The fat man's hands trembled violently.
That driver... is the Miao Qingxi from the missing person notice in his hand!
The person who had disappeared, or maybe even been killed long ago, suddenly appeared in the driver's seat of a taxi.
He then looked back and saw someone sitting behind the driver, who seemed to be a passenger.
Because the car windows were covered with black film and it was night, the fat man could only vaguely see a figure in the back seat of the car. At this time, the passenger didn't seem to notice that something was wrong with the driver in front of him, and was sitting safely in the back seat.
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For a moment, Fatty seemed to understand something.
The people in the back seat of that taxi are probably other players, and that player is in danger at this time!
"What if the person sitting up there is a doctor or Brother Chu?" Fatty thought: "No, I have to remind him that there is something wrong with the driver!"
Sure enough, the danger in this copy comes from the driver...
While thinking about it, the fat man reached for the window switch, trying to open the window and alert the people in the other taxi.
But just when his hand touched the cold window switch, he suddenly realized a problem.
"If the danger in this copy comes from the taxi driver..."
"Then I'm in a taxi now too!"
Thinking of this, the fat man's scalp suddenly went numb.
He was sitting directly behind the driver's seat. Looking forward from this position, he could only see the driver's very strange hat, but not the driver's front.
In the same way, if the driver in front didn't turn his head hard, he wouldn't be able to see the fat man.
But at this moment, he felt as if an evil gaze was staring at him.
The fat man looked out the window and swallowed. He could feel the evil gaze coming from the front, from the driver's position.
"No, he is clearly sitting right in front of me, how could he see me?"
The fat man was trembling slightly. He saw the taxi not far away slowly approaching, and the two cars were about to pass by.
The hideous wound on the neck of the driver in the other car became increasingly clear.
He was a little afraid to look directly at the driver in the taxi opposite, so he turned his head slightly and secretly glanced in the direction of the driver's seat of his car.
Just such a glance almost scared the fat man out of his wits.
I saw that the driver's head had turned 180 degrees at some point, and his pale face was squeezed in the gap between the driver's seat and the door, facing him.
"ah!"
The fat man shouted when he was frightened. At the same time, he subconsciously reached out and pressed the thing in his hand, trying to open the car door.
But what he was holding was a window switch. Such a pull would only lower the window. It had no use other than being able to see the outside more clearly.
Then the fat man reacted. He hurriedly pulled the door switch, and then pulled it hard, but he couldn't open the door at all.
The car door is locked.
At this time, the pale face of the driver in front was still squeezed in the gap between the driver's seat and the door. It was impossible for a normal person to make such an action while sitting in the driver's seat.
The fat man was so frightened that he didn't dare to look forward. He just pulled the door switch desperately: "Where is the door lock? Where is it!"
In the panic, the fat man couldn't find where the door lock was, so he only used two hands to hold on to the door handle.
But just when he was frightened and speechless, the taxi approaching slowly in the opposite lane unexpectedly stopped and faced his window.
The fat man was a little stunned.
Then, the rear window of the taxi opposite was lowered, revealing a very familiar face.
Chu Changge frowned and looked at the fat man who turned pale with fright: "What are you doing?"
