"What do you mean?"
Some of the bad-tempered and aggressive people stood up, as if the strange incident was caused by the young man, and shouted and cursed angrily and wanted to attack him.
But no one really dared to step forward, and no one wanted to take the lead.
Even if something like this happened, they didn't want to get themselves into trouble.
Unless someone else rushes forward first.
Everyone thought so, and started arguing with each other with red faces and thick necks.
"Fuck, what kind of nonsense are you talking about? What do you mean we are the ones missing? Are you crazy?"
"That's right, aren't we all fine here?"
"Quick! Stop him! Don't let him go!"
"… "
"Young man, look at what you said in those three sentences. You scared all of us. You can't be so vague. Can you explain it clearly?"
Someone tried to smooth things over.
Others echoed: "Yes, yes, yes! Explain clearly! If you don't explain clearly, don't leave!"
The young man glanced at the twenty or so people with contempt, slowly walked through the roaring crowd and left the waiting room. He stopped at the door with his back turned and shook the hand holding the coin.
"Good luck to you idiots."
The young man took half a step forward and paused, then turned around and caught Chen Yang's gaze accurately. He squinted at him with one corner of his mouth raised slightly.
The thick bangs cover the eyebrows like a pot lid.
Although he looks like a good boy, he gives people a sense of evil and malicious intent.
Chen Yang remained calm in the face of the young man's disdainful smile.
The young man made a shooting gesture to him, made a "biu" sound with his mouth, and blew on his fingertips as if he was blowing on the muzzle of a gun.
Then he put the gun on his waist.
Chen Yang: “…”
Love to show off.
In addition to the evil impression Chen Yang had of the young man, this was also added.
When the other party was rushing to the waiting room, he was not pretending, he was really in a hurry to get on the train. Like him, he thought that the mission was on the train.
Or is the young man next to him smarter
Chen Yang actually had the vain mentality of a parent who hoped his child would do well. A hint of unnaturalness flashed across his face, and the next moment he saw the good boy quickly leaving the waiting room door with a twisted face, as if he had eaten a fly.
The other person's last glance seemed to be in the direction of...
Chen Yang leaned close to the boy's ear and was about to ask "What happened to you?" when he was stunned.
This man was wearing a mask, and his handsome features were hidden in the shadow of his hat brim, but Chen Yang could still tell that he was in a bad mood.
What happened
Chen Yang didn't understand and didn't want to provoke him at this time, so he swallowed the words back.
A few moments later, a voice rang in Chen Yang's ears: "The sound of a gunshot was bang."
"ah?"
Chen Yang casually watched the boy retract his crutch hand and nodded, "Yeah, yes, that's right."
Chao Jian added: "The gun is not in the right position on your waist either."
Chen Yang didn't pay attention: "Really? It doesn't matter, don't worry about it, it's just pretending."
He made a sound through Jane's nose: "Hmm."
"That good boy is different from the teammates we met in the last mission. He has that kind of..."
Chen Yang tried to describe it: "The fun of immersing yourself in the game."
"He should be very active in finding clues and enjoying the process. We don't need to act rashly. Let's see what he does."
There were gasps all around.
Chen Yang's train of thought was interrupted. He was still wondering what was going on. He looked up and saw that several girls across from him became dull. He immediately realized that the boy had taken off his mask.
Among the passengers, women accounted for almost half, and most of them were young people, who were attracted by this beautiful young man who exuded an ancient and noble temperament.
You can imagine the situation.
My brain didn't think much about it, it just looked over reflexively, as if it saw light.
Chen Yang kindly reminded a teenager next to him: "You should still wear a mask. Less trouble is worse than more."
Chao Jian reached out to him: "Milk slices."
Chen Yang went to the supermarket in the afternoon and bought a lot. In addition to the boards, there were also small packages, like candies. He had a handful in his pocket and he directly took them all out and put them in the boy's hands.
"Eat less. Eating too much will make you thirsty. Although there is no shortage of water at the station, it is dangerous to go to the toilet there. It is one of the locations where ghost stories are based."
Chao Jian peeled off a milk slice and put it in his mouth, then put the mask back on.
Chen Yang was about to take off the one on his face when he was stopped by the boy's cold eyes. He explained, "I think I don't look like you and cause a sensation. There's no need to wear this all the time. I'd better take it off."
"I'm wearing it alone?" Chao Jian frowned, "You want me to show off?"
Chen Yang: “…”
He was sure that if he said one more word, this person would say ten words back at him and would rant to death.
The mask controversy lasted for a minute or two and ended with Chen Yang's concession.
Chao Jian was looking at a fat old man with a white beard.
In this situation, the old man sat in the corner, flipping through the newspaper leisurely.
Chen Yang was also looking at the old man, who was very cultured, and seemed to be indifferent to life and death and had seen through the world.
Just then, a man in his thirties or forties with glasses and a briefcase passed by the old man. He had a hunched back and walked very lightly, as if he was often bullied in the company. He was very cowardly and breathed carefully. He did not notice a passenger's woven bag lying on the aisle, and his foot was tripped by the carrying rope and he fell.
The old man put away the newspaper and helped the man up. He brushed the dust off his knees and looked through him with a kind face at someone who seemed to be his son.
That feeling of being out of touch with the world is gone.
“This is just the beginning.”
The old man said to the man with glasses, "Kid, if you want to leave here, there are two ways."
Everyone swarmed around the old man, asking questions one after another.
"Either complete the mission or..."
The old man only spoke to the man with glasses. He drew out his tone, and his old smile suddenly turned cold: "Die!"
Facing everyone's focused gazes, the old man shook the folded newspaper, his sagging face looking very expressionless.
"What the young man said is true. If you don't understand, you can think of it this way. Our train station is a parallel space that split from the original train station."
"That is to say, those people, including the city, have not disappeared and are still here."
"It's just that we can't see it in this space."
Faced with this truth, people had different reactions, including anger, doubt, and collapse.
Only a few showed that the situation was not bad.
Because they know that their family members are fine and are still alive and well, and they must be trying to find them, and may even have called the police.
Now, all they have to do is complete the mission and go back to reunite with their families.
The old man asked the man with glasses to check every pocket on his body.
Soon exclamations were heard one after another.
These people found a white card called an "identity number" with their faces on it that they had never seen before.
Also, their ticket information has changed.
The old man saw the man with glasses shaking like a sieve. He wanted to comfort him, but he felt that at times like this, he had to rely on himself. It was not good to be too incompetent, otherwise he would only die faster. In the end, he just said.
"Remember your ticket information and get on the bus on time. This is your mission. Once you get on, you can go back. Those who don't get on the bus or miss the bus will be eliminated."
When the people around heard what the old man said, the suffocating feeling in the waiting room immediately dissipated.
Getting on the bus on time means completing the mission
It’s that simple.
A group of trendy-dressed men and women complained disdainfully, saying that they thought it was a battle royale, but it turned out to be just like this. It was too unexciting, boring and uninteresting.
Everyone had come from different waiting rooms, but now they have dispersed again.
The crying and noise stopped, and everyone found a place to pass the time.
Chen Yang currently knows that the long-haired man, the good boy, and the white-bearded old man are all old people, and they seem to have more experience than Zhang Yan and Lin Yue.
The remaining fourteen have not yet been confirmed.
“Brother!”
The seat behind Chen Yang vibrated, and when he turned his head, he almost bumped into someone's face.
He recognized that face, which had traumatized him psychologically.
To the east, the mad dog in area A.
Chen Yang's first reaction was to touch the mask and put it on. He lowered his eyes, hiding the emotions surging in his eyes, and deliberately lowered his voice: "Is there anything wrong?"
Xiangdong bared his white teeth and said, "You look a bit like someone I know."
Chen Yang's heart skipped a beat. He was wearing a mask and a hat, so how did this mad dog see through him
"I'm sorry, I don't know you."
“Oh…” Xiangdong smiled lazily and suddenly pulled Chen Yang’s collar.
A crutch came swinging over and hit his hand bones.
"Fuck you!"
Xiangdong covered his hand and cursed in pain. He was hit again in the same place. The cold and bloodthirsty force came over him. His angry face suddenly twisted, and he left after saying something cruel and vicious.
Chen Yang pulled up his collar to cover the scar behind his left ear. Worried, he took out a Band-Aid from his backpack and put it on the scar, then pressed his baseball cap tightly.
The shaved head that he got in the rehabilitation center cannot be exposed.
"I didn't expect him to come in too..." Chen Yang murmured.
Chen Yang came back to his senses after being hit on the calf by the crutch. "The man just now was called Xiangdong. He was a relatively mixed-up patient in Area A of the Rehabilitation Hospital. He was discharged a week before me. I'm not sure if he is a newcomer or an old hand in the mission world. I'll find a chance to investigate later."
Chao Jian pulled his baseball cap back, moved closer, and looked down into his eyes: "Have you ever been beaten?"
Chen Yang's expression changed instantly, his face was blocked by the mask, and he looked around.
"No."
I didn't hit him, I just wanted to get him, and he almost got himself into trouble. Luckily he didn't die before he was discharged from the hospital.
There are no sales clerks in the supermarket at the train station and the surveillance cameras are all turned off. Passengers just walk around and fill their pockets with bags, and when their bags can no longer fit, they also fill their suitcases.
If your suitcase is full, look for supermarket plastic bags.
No one is watching anyway.
People were coming in and out of the restaurant, eating and drinking.
Although it is not the real world but another dimension, the mission is not dangerous.
They are no longer afraid and have time to think about other things.
I didn't have that idea at first, but seeing that everyone else was doing it, it seemed like if I didn't do it I would lose money and suffer a huge loss, so I squeezed in.
Chen Yang also saw some passengers stealing money from the cashier drawer, and his face twitched.
If he told the newcomers that there was a ghost now, he would be called a psychopath.
You have to see it to believe it.
Chen Yang licked his lips: "I want to find out what bus schedules there are."
Chao Jian said: "No hurry."
Chen Yang heard this and didn't ask him why: "Then where are we going?"
Chao Jian went to the escalator: "Find a place to stay."
After a while, the two entered the "Yijia" bookstore on the west side of the first floor.
One reads a book and the other sleeps.
Chen Yang flipped through a dozen pages of a book when he heard an ambiguous voice. He shifted his gaze from the book and glanced in one direction.
They were the couple who had been arguing in the supermarket because the goods were too expensive, and now they were hugging each other and kissing passionately.
Very slimy.
If the situation is not dangerous, just talk about love.
At their feet there was a huge black leather suitcase that could hold a computer mainframe. There were also several bags hanging behind the pull handle. They were all things bought from the store and were stuffed so full that they were about to fall out.
A head stretched out from Chen Yang's left side and leaned against his head. There was a faint smell of honey tea in his breath: "It's better than the book?"
He cleared his throat and said embarrassedly: "I didn't notice."
Chao Jian had just woken up, with a lazy look on his brows, looking a bit more youthful. He took the cane at hand and waved his arm.
The cane tapped on the bookshelf.
"Bang!"
The sound is very loud.
The couple whose mouths were glued shut immediately separated, wiped their mouths, and walked out of the bookstore hand in hand.
The man even cursed.
Chen Yang covered half of his face with one hand, frowned his handsome eyebrows as if he had a toothache, took a deep breath, and didn't speak for a long time.
Being interrupted while kissing is very unpleasant, so it’s okay to curse a few words, and it’s somewhat understandable.
But calling a fag a fag...
Chen Yang stole a glance at the young man, who was leaning against the bookshelf with his eyes closed without any reaction. It seemed that he didn't hear anything.
That's good, otherwise it would be embarrassing.
At around nine o'clock, there was a great commotion in the train station, which seemed clear and abrupt in the empty space.
Chen Yang pulled Chao Jian out to see.
It turned out to be a group of young men and women who were dressed very trendy and fashionable and wanted to play a battle royale at the station. They ran to the lobby on the first floor.
One of them, a dark-faced rascal, held down the security machine, propped up the table with his cool hand, and swiftly flipped out. Amid the loud cheers of his companions, he rushed to the entrance of the train station, turned around and laughed wildly.
“Hahahahaha, it’s okay!”
The black-faced thorn walked around the door with one hand on his waist and the other hand raised his middle finger: "I'll just say nothing happened!"
"You all lost, f*cking lost. As soon as the cell phone signal comes back, transfer the money to me immediately! Don't even think about losing a dime."
His companions laughed and whistled.
"Can't this go out?"
"Well, I said that if you want to leave the train station, besides completing the mission, you will die. That's bullshit."
"Then let's go too. My shift is the day after tomorrow. The day after tomorrow, oh my god, if I stay here until then, I'll grow hair. I'm going crazy just thinking about it!"
"This is another dimension, and the outside should be the same. I'm going to go see if there is another me who is doing better than me. Maybe he has a wife and kids and a warm bed."
"Fuck, that feels so good, wait for me, I want it too..."
A few men and women who were playing around were almost reaching the security checkpoint when they all seemed to have their legs and feet tied up and were stuck at the same time.
"Did you hear that?"
"The sound of a train. I think I heard the sound of a train."
“That’s the voice I heard.”
"… "
"Where's the train coming from?"
"Boom..."
The roar of the train running over the tracks became clearer and clearer, and closer and closer.
The passengers lying on the glass railing on the second floor also heard the sound, and their relaxed air flow froze.
“There really is a train…”
A male passenger at the escalator kindly shouted, "Young man! You have to get on the bus to complete your mission! You can't leave before your mission is completed!"
Several men and women downstairs woke up as if from a dream and shouted to their companions who were still outside the train station.
"Come back!"
"Fuck you, Third Brother, what are you still doing standing there? Stop laughing! What the hell are you laughing at? Come in now!"
“Hurry up!”
"Third brother! Come in quickly, quickly-"
The black-faced prick stood there like a needle, silent and motionless, the muscles on his face maintaining a complacent and arrogant arc.
As if it was still.
"Besides...Besides...Besides..."
The train is coming!
Several men and women were pulling each other and stumbling backwards. Other passengers looked out in confusion and panic, with only heavy rain and distant darkness in their sight.
In an instant, a strong gust of wind whistled towards everyone, accompanied by a roar that made people's scalps explode.
Immediately afterwards, the young figure outside the door seemed to be crushed by something.
Squash, burst...
Bloody and torn into pieces.
Everything was silent; the boy didn't even scream.
In the dark night, besides the howling storm, the only sound was the passing train.
There was deathly silence in the train station.
Everyone stopped breathing and stared blankly at what was happening outside with eyes wide open.
A strong wind blew, and a ticket covered in blood floated in. It was blown to the station by the wind, leaving a trail of blood on the ground.
Chen Yang appeared in the hall and walked closer to take a look at the ticket.
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