A Train Named Evil

Chapter 13: Festival

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Come on, if he takes a guy with him, he's afraid he won't die. "

When he spoke, the worry on his face made Wu Fengrong's heart move.

10. Are you trying to scare me!

The next stop is Wancheng, which is five hours away from Wancheng Station.

For Zhou Yanling, five hours can be a long time. He woke up next to Xiao Quan's body and drove home to take a shower and change his clothes. After cleaning up, he burned his stained clothes and shoes, smoked while burning, then checked his ID and cash, returned emails to customers, and ate all the large jugs of yogurt left in the refrigerator. At three o'clock in the morning, he sat on the bedside and refreshed the news headlines repeatedly with his mobile phone. Two hours later, he came out of the bedroom at his usual time to get up and texted the company to ask for leave. The sun slowly rose outside, the temperature of the surface of the skin began to rise, and the body finally warmed up again. He was sure he survived. Years later he may still remember that night as his pores shrank and his limbs stiffened against fear.

Even if it's only five hours, it's enough to torture people crazy.

By the afternoon of the third day, the police finally released the name of the suspect. Zhou Yanling sat in front of the TV and ate beef noodles while using the remote control to turn up the volume. Hearing his name on TV felt very novel, like a sudden cold wind blowing over his head, making him shiver. He picked up the bowl and drank a big mouthful of soy sauce soup. It was very salty, astringent and greasy. He turned it back as soon as it reached his stomach. He rushed to the bathroom and spit out the whole bowl of noodles. He turned on the faucet and rinsed his mouth with tap water. There were drops of water and sweat on his face, his lips were purple, and he looked so embarrassed. Standing by the sink for a while, he remembered a joke from nowhere: an Englishman had two sinks in his bathroom, one for washing his face and one for crying. He seriously considered that if he could survive this disaster, he would have to install an extra washbasin at home.

At this moment, Zhou Yanling was very calm. He walked to the No. 1 carriage without distractions, with the thief in the blue jacket in his head. The 10-car train is not long, and it takes five minutes to go back and forth, without any blue jacket. There are no signs of Tibetans in toilets, storage boxes, electrical and mechanical rooms, and boiler rooms. Where will it hide? A thief, can he change his face

There are not many places in the train to hide people. Each seat of the hard seat is partitioned, and an adult cannot be hidden under it. The luggage rack is very possible. In theory, the load-bearing capacity of the luggage rack is sufficient, but it is easier to attract attention when climbing on the luggage rack in broad daylight. Other than that, what else might be missing

A cleaner came towards Zhou Yanling, and someone threw two balls of paper towels into her dustpan. The cleaners stopped and cleaned the melon seed skins and peanut shells under the table. Zhou Yanling walked past her, their shoulders rubbed slightly, and a strange thought came out of Zhou Yanling's head. He trotted quickly toward the trash can next to the water heater.

Pushing open the baffle of the trash can, and being slapped in the face by the strong sour smell, Zhou Yanling tightened his throat and made a retching motion. He pinched his nose and reached out with his hands in disgust. Most of what he found were instant noodle cups, food packaging bags, cans and tissue balls, as well as dirty food scraps and plastic cutlery. All the rubbish fell to the ground, and the cleaners chased after him and scolded: "What are you doing? What are you doing? I managed to clean it up!"

Zhou Yanling ignored her, walked to the trash can in the next carriage, and then digged it out. When I got to Car No. 3, I just opened the baffle and a soda can fell out. It was obviously too full to hold. He pushed aside the layer of paper scraps on the surface, and there was a faint sound from below. Zhou Yanling was not prepared to be slammed by a bowl of instant noodles on his face, and his nose was rubbed directly against the greasy bowl. back and forth. His vision was blocked, and before he had time to take off the instant noodle box, he felt something crawling out of the trash can and knocked him away vigorously. His center of gravity was unstable, and he fell backwards when the soles of his feet were greasy!

Zhou Yanling shook his head and broke free of the instant noodle box, just as the blue jacket climbed up from the ground with the wet noodles on his head, and one foot was still hanging on the baffle of the trash can. He stretched out his hand to grab someone: "Still running—"

The thief caught him by the trousers and kicked him away in shock. Zhou Yanling was almost kicked in the head by him, and the thief was so frightened that he got up with his hands and feet on the ground. Zhou Yanling swept his leg sideways, but he did not expect the thief to escape, and turned around to fight back at Zhou Yanling with his fists. Zhou Yanling raised his hand to catch his fist, and crawled along the pole to grab his wrist and pulled the man back. The blue jacket had a fierce look on his face, and shouted, "I'm in the way!" A utility knife slipped out of the other hand and stabbed at Zhou Yanling!

Although the utility knife was only the size of the palm of a hand, the thin blade cut a sharp and savage style, the tip of the knife slid over the side of the ear, and a warm wetness fell from the side of Zhou Yanling's ear. Zhou Yanling hurriedly turned sideways to dodge, he didn't expect to meet someone who knew how to punch and kick, and secretly lamented that it's not easy to be a thief these days. He didn't have any weapons that could be used for a while, so he had to concentrate on dealing with it. The thief waved the knife from side to side, and the blade turned as he wished in the palm of his hand, sealing it at three hundred and sixty-five degrees, forcing Zhou Yanling back to the wall! Seeing that there was no way to retreat, Zhou Yanling quickly squatted down to avoid the blade, hugged the thief's legs with both hands, and slammed the man up against the wall.

He got agitated and smashed his fist in the face of the thief without reservation. The thief was beaten loose by him, and the knife fell to the ground. Zhou Yanling's fist was so heavy that it beat the thief to the point of bleeding from his nose and mouth. He even sighed, holding back his strength and desperately hooking his knees against Zhou Yanling's stomach. Zhou Yanling was turned over by him, covering his ears and retching.

Touched a hand of fresh blood.

The thief didn't dare to fight, he turned his back and ran without breathing. Zhou Yanling resisted the urge to vomit, barely stood still, and raised his feet to catch up. The thief must have been a habit of stealing. He walked very fast, and there was no movement on the soles of his feet. He couldn't scare him if he bumped into someone on the road. Zhou Yanling chased after him, shouting all the way: "Give it up! Let it all go! Don't let him run away! He's a thief!" No one dared to come out to help. He ran very fast and tried his best to knock down people. A child was trampled by him and sat on the ground crying. He had to stop to pick up the child and return it to his mother to apologize.

The aisle can only accommodate two people side by side, and one more is reluctant. I saw a dining cart in front of me pushing over, and the flight attendant slowly shouted a sales pitch. The thief took a slight step in front of the dining car, turned around to look at Zhou Yanling, and suddenly grabbed the dining car from the flight attendant and shoved Zhou Yanling sharply. The big iron box that was steaming frantically accelerated towards Zhou Yanling!

The frightened screams of the flight attendants exploded, and the high-pitched sound could knock the roof over, blocking all hearing. Zhou Yanling stood there dumbfounded, and was called out for a few seconds without doing anything. In order to maintain the temperature of the food, the dining car is filled with boiling water in a large rectangular iron box below, separated by a partition with holes, and the lunch box is placed on the partition, which plays the role of steam heating. The body of the car is very bulky and sturdy. If it hits someone, it is not a trivial matter! Spilled boiling water can cause serious burns.

Zhou Yanling's adrenaline soared directly to the small peak. When the terrifying dining car with four stalling little reels was less than two meters away from him, his mind was blank.

When he was consciously reacting, he had already raised his foot and kicked the iron sheet of the dining car fiercely!

"Bangdang-" a loud voice. The car was pressed against his soles, and his body was forced back and forth by the sudden reverse force. Zhou Yanling stumbled a few steps, and quickly supported the seat next to him to avoid falling. He twisted his body into the gap of the seat, the dining cart galloped past him, reached for the pushrod, pressed the brakes, and stopped the deadly thing.

At this time, there was only a short mute sound from the female flight attendant's mouth. She was still in shock, her throat was shaking, and she didn't respond at all.

Zhou Yanling didn't have time to think about it, and passed by her and continued to chase the thief. Seeing that he was unscathed, the thief pulled his legs and walked away, but he was almost at the rear of the car. Zhou Yanling caught his body making an emergency stop from a distance, and a familiar figure swayed from the edge of the seat in front. It was Wu Fengrong in uniform, with a black suitcase that had been stolen by his side.

The blue jacket was attacked from front to back and blocked the door of the No. 9 carriage. Zhou Yanling slowed down, approached him little by little, and said to Wu Fengrong, "Rongrong, don't move, he may have a knife in his hand."

Wu Fengrong immediately caught a glimpse of behind his bleeding ear, and his face was somber: "Put your hands up and squat down, don't move! The marshals will be here soon!" He picked up the walkie-talkie and made an intercom gesture, as if to notify the marshals. Blue Jacket hesitated for a moment and raised his hand.

Wu Fengrong slowly put down the walkie-talkie and walked towards him, but the thief shouted, "Don't come here! Come over again and I'll jump out of the car!"

Zhou Yanling's brows were tense, and only then did she notice that the thief was standing next to the door of the No. 9 carriage. If he opened the car door and jumped outside, at the current speed, he would be disabled even if he didn't die.

"Don't get excited," Zhou Yanling said, "don't make fun of your own life!"

Wu Fengrong glanced at Zhou Yanling and motioned him to shut up. Zhou Yanling shook his shoulders and tilted his head to make an innocent expression. At this time, the confrontation between the three people has attracted the attention of other passengers, and people keep approaching, blocking the narrow aisle. Wu Fengrong is worried about this situation, the more people