My House of Horrors

Chapter 617: Smiling Faces

The black raincoat covered the man's body, he was dressed thick and seemed a little bloated, and as soon as he noticed the bus coming his way, he turned his head and ran towards the other road.

“Why are you chasing me?” There was a slight panic in that man's eyes that bus 104 had strayed from his route, something that had never happened before.

The dilapidated bus passed slowly through the rain screen, not fast and slowly, side-by-side with the raincoat man, and seemed to be waiting for him to board.

Something so evil happened, the man in the raincoat quickened his steps, turned left and right, seemed to be looking for alleys that were inaccessible to the bus.

“It's raining so hard, how dangerous it is to walk outside alone.” Chen Gong asked Tang Jun to park the car in front of the raincoat man and then opened the door.

The raincoat man stopped outside the car for a while before finally getting in.

He took off his raincoat and revealed a familiar face of Chen Song.

This passenger, Chen Gong, met before. The last time he went to the eastern suburb of Lywan Town, this was the person who introduced Chen Gong to the 104 Luling Car.

He was a burn doctor, married to a much younger patient, and for various reasons his wife committed suicide in the bathroom.

Ever since then, he has been wearing a scarf woven by his wife to find a way to see his wife again in the shadow of the city.

The doctor also saw Chen Song when he got in the car. In this shady and horrible environment, the familiar always brings a sense of security. He did not hesitate to go to Chen Song and sat in the penultimate row.

The sound of the vehicle rebooting and heavy rain hitting the windows was disturbing.

“You're still alive? ”

Chen Song greeted him in a unique way, and the doctor was not angry. He made a noisy gesture to Chen Song, then lowered his voice and said: "Today the car is different than usual, something may be wrong. ”

“What's different?” Chen Song listened carefully and thought about how to improve in the future.

“I can't say, anyway, it's weird.” The doctors put the raincoat aside and weighed the rest of the passengers in the wagon with excess light, only to ignore Chen Gong.

“No wonder you just saw the car drive into the station and run away.” Chen Gong looked like he didn't care. He put the white cat back in his travel bag. Whenever he was in danger, the white cat would always be good and sticky.

After the doctor boarded the bus, bus 104 turned the head and returned to the normal route.

“It's only a few more stops to Lywan Town, and there are a lot of tourists on the 104th Street Ring this evening.” Chen Gong closed his eyes to support God, whether he's a drunk or a red heel, he's not on his mind. Tonight his main goal is the red raincoat.

Through the rain curtain, lightning and storms outside the windows, but the interior of the car is dull and depressed, even breathing seems to be difficult.

After five or six minutes, bus 104 arrived at the next stop.

On an empty platform, a drop of blood is being washed by rain.

Nobody knows what happened on this platform before the hearse arrived, and the blood slowly faded in the rain.

“When the red raincoat is irritated, blood drips off the raincoat. Is this what she left behind?” Nor is Chan Song certain, perhaps waiting for the passengers of the car to be killed.

The door opens and, as usual, Tang Jun will stay here for three minutes even if no one gets in.

There was no abnormality in the first minute, and in the second minute, a figure appeared hidden on the far road.

He walked in the storm and combed a neat mushroom head.

The neck is a little longer than the average person, and the five officers look like obvious people, but together they feel very unwieldy.

As the door was about to close, the mushroom got in the car and he was all wet with a smile on his face.

The corner of his mouth cracked open, revealing his front teeth, and the rain fell into his mouth, which he didn't care about, seemed to give only one expression.

“Weird people laughing all the time?” This is what Chen Gong said about the new passenger. He used his pupils quietly. He just glanced at them and his pupils seemed to have been stabbed with a needle, which caused severe pain.

By the time Chan opened his eyes again, the weirdo, who had been laughing, had arrived in the second row of the bus and seemed deliberately staggered from where the red heels were.

“The quality of the passengers tonight is very high! ”

Rubbing his eyes, Chen Song still feels brain pain. He doesn't know what's hidden in the weirdo, but one thing is for sure, this guy is definitely not a normal person like a doctor.

The vehicle continued to drive forward. A few minutes later, the doctor sitting in the penultimate row suddenly reached back and handed Chen Gong a cell phone.

The subconscious picked up the phone, and Chen Gong saw an unedited text message on it - since the last time we left Lywan town, the hearse vanished and it didn't reappear at the agreed time. Tonight I just came to take a chance, but I didn't expect the hearse to show up when it shouldn't. The old rules were broken. There must be a lot of “passengers” like me to check it out. It must be very dangerous tonight, you take care of yourself. And one more thing I want you to be aware of, the smiley face monster in the second row, how careful it was that it killed a car of people.

Looking at the doctor's text message, Chen Gong noticed a place, and when calling the smiley face passenger, the doctor described it as a monster and “it”.

“How did the doctor know about killing a car? If he's a passenger in the car, why isn't he dead? If he wasn't in the car, who did he hear about it? ”

His pupils are still in hidden pain, and Chen Gong is just looking at each other with the power he has been given with his black phone.

“This mushroom head, pretty cute outfit, didn't think he was a tough guy. ”

When Chen Gong watched the smiley face man in secret, the 104 Road Ring arrived at the next stop.

Before entering the station, Chen Gong seemed very disturbed to see a young man walking around on the platform.

The car stopped, the door opened, and Chen Gong could hear the young man sitting in the car.

“There it is, the midnight bus! The legend is true. It's true! ”

His voice trembled, his face pale, his lips unusually blue-purple, his body shaking as if he were going to fall at any moment.

“How dare you?” Chen Gong weighed the young man through the window, and the other person looked like he was in his early twenties. He should still be in college.

This is a very ordinary student, Chen Gong felt like he should be caught up in something unclean, plus bad luck, which is why he hit the 104.

Chen Guo was not interested in him. Looking at him was like a fisherman discovered that he had entered a small fish seedling in his fishing net and was ready to release it directly.

The car was parked on the platform, and no one forced it, but as expected by Chen Song, this young man, who looked very timid and had very little guts, actually rushed in as the car was closing.