Hearing Chen Ge's words, the driver did not agree immediately. He frowned, turned around secretly and glanced at Chen Ge, with a hint of doubt in his eyes.
Maybe in his opinion, Chen Ge had to get out of the car at the same time as an injured weak woman, and he must have ulterior motives.
From the appearance, Chen Ge gave a good impression, sunny, kind, and polite, but the heavy backpack in his hand made the driver a little uncomfortable, and there was a faint smell of blood wafting out of it.
Met a bad guy
He hesitated for a while before starting the car: "Okay."
The taxi continued to drive forward, the driver still talking to the air by himself, and the two other passengers in the car ignored him.
Chen Ge stared at the woman sitting in the passenger seat. He used his yin pupils to scan each other up and down, but he didn't see anything out of the ordinary.
The woman seemed to know that Chen Ge was looking at herself, and the corners of her mouth slowly turned up in the rearview mirror.
This smile, combined with her pale skin, made Chen Ge feel a little creepy.
"Laugh, get off the bus later, I see if you can laugh?" Chen Ge muttered in his heart, he didn't know where the woman's destination was. Last ride.
The street lights are getting dim, the trees on both sides are swaying in the wind, and the shadows are reflected on the road, which makes people uncomfortable.
The driver in the taxi was talking to himself and seemed to be having a good time chatting with the woman, but in fact the woman sitting in the passenger seat hadn't said a word at all since getting in the car.
In this weird atmosphere, the taxi drove a few hundred meters forward, and the driver suddenly stepped on the brakes.
The car stopped abruptly, and under the action of inertia, Chen Ge's head almost hit the back of the woman's seat.
"What's wrong?" Chen Ge was in his backpack with one hand and grabbed the door with the other. If he was in danger, he would smash the door and jump out of the car.
"There's a child ahead." The driver was scared out of cold sweat, and he pointed to the road ahead.
On the left side of the road, there was a boy with a black plastic bag.
He looked only seven or eight years old, wearing a light white T-shirt, looking terrified, as if taken aback by an oncoming taxi.
"Wild Country Ridge, how come there is a child here?"
The driver opened the window and was about to stick his head out when Chen Ge in the back row suddenly said, "I advise you not to park here."
"Are you worried about touching porcelain?" The driver nodded: "I also read on the news that some adults deliberately let children play by the side of the road. When vehicles pass by and the children are frightened, the adults will immediately run out to blackmail, because It is the children who are frightened, so even if there is monitoring, it is difficult to tell clearly, and in the end many people are recruited."
"If you touch porcelain, you need money, but what you encounter will kill you." Chen Ge whispered, and he was also wondering if this driver had the physique to attract ghosts. Before entering Bailong Cave, there have been accidents one after another.
Just in case, Chen Ge used his Yin pupil to scan the driver carefully, and finally found that he was indeed just an ordinary person.
"The problem isn't the driver, it's probably me." Chen Ge clearly remembered that Jia Ming, who was possessed by the shadow, fainted outside the tunnel. No one knew what the shadow did in the tunnel that night: " Could it be that the shadow moved in the tunnel?"
"Snapped!"
When Chen Ge was thinking, the window next to him was suddenly flapped, he turned his head to look, and a child's face appeared beside Chen Ge.
Across the window glass, a smile appeared on the child's pale face. He leaned on the glass and seemed to be looking into the car.
"Are you looking for something?" Chen Ge also smiled slightly, holding the handle of the Skull Smasher and slowly pulling it out.
This scene is very strange. The ghost outside the car door is uneasy and kind, and the people in the car are plotting evil.
The child's little hand tapped the car window hard, and palm prints slowly appeared on the glass. The child's palm seemed to be stained with red mud, and the originally clean glass was quickly soiled.
The child's pale face swayed in the palm prints, looking a little scary, but what made the driver even more worried was that the passenger in his back seat seemed to be holding something in his hand, smirking at the child outside the window. People seem to be playing some kind of game.
"That..." The driver wanted to ease the atmosphere in the car, but opened his mouth but didn't know what to say.
"Keep going, don't worry about this little brat."
"Not so good." The driver hesitated a little, but it didn't mean he was kind-hearted. He was just worried that he would start the car suddenly and bring the child down. If he was pressed by the wheel again, the consequences would be serious.
Perhaps after hearing what Chen Ge said, the child began to slap the car window harder, and more and more palm prints appeared on the glass.
"Continue to shoot, if you have the ability, you can smash the glass." Chen Ge seemed to be on the fence with the child outside the car, looking at the child with a smile, his face provocative.
"What's this all about?" The driver was speechless, co-authoring it wasn't your car, it's really broken, who should I ask for reasoning
He coughed a few times and asked the woman in the co-pilot: "Do you know this child? He should also live in a nearby village, right?"
When meeting a ghost, I asked the other ghost what to do now. Chen Ge seemed to see his own shadow on the driver. He didn't speak, and the expression on his face didn't change.
The woman sitting in the passenger seat didn't say a word, but the driver nodded frequently, as if she was persuaded by someone.
He waved to the child outside the car, looked at him hesitantly for a while, and then opened the back door: "Come in, since you are going to the same place, then I just happen to send you there together."
The rear door opened, and the child climbed into the car carrying the black plastic bag. He sat next to Chen Ge and stared at Chen Ge with big eyes.
"What's your name? Do you remember your parents' phone numbers?" The driver started the car and asked the child casually.
After waiting for a long time without a response, the driver turned his head and glanced and found that the child was looking at Chen Ge, and the two of them didn't know what they were doing.
"Forget it, whatever, I don't care." The driver broke the tank. He put his mobile phone within reach and turned on the car's intercom: "Is anyone in the eastern suburbs? There is a lot of work here today."
He was also very flustered, and wanted to find a normal person to chat for a while.
An uncle on the walkie-talkie quickly responded: "How dare you go to the eastern suburbs? Several drivers who have been running to the eastern suburbs have been injured in the past two weeks, and some are said to be in a coma."
The uncle seemed to be an acquaintance of the driver, and the two sides often joked: "Don't scare me, I'm timid."
"Let me tell you seriously, the eastern suburbs have been very chaotic recently. You can read the news yourself."
"What news are you watching, I'm running."
"Don't take it seriously, the police found out this morning..." The uncle said halfway through, and the communication came to an abrupt end.
"What did you find?" The driver patted the walkie-talkie: "Why is it broken at this time?"
It was nothing at first, but when the uncle over the walkie-talkie said it, the driver was even more at a loss.
Slowing down, he took out his phone and searched.
There have indeed been several cases in the eastern suburbs recently. He probably took a look, and soon his eyes were attracted by a piece of news—the adopted child escaped from his adoptive father's house, and the body was found on Linjiang Road in the eastern suburbs.
"Isn't Linjiang Road the road I'm on now?" The driver clicked on the news, and the pictures that caught his eye made him feel a little familiar: "This child..."
As if his body was frozen, the driver slowly raised his head and peeked at the little boy sitting in the back row through the rearview mirror.
At this moment, Chen Ge just squeezed to the child's side. He glanced at the black bag that the child was holding tightly: "What's in this bag? I think you were looking for something on the side of the road before you got into the car?"
The child smiled at Chen Ge, and after a while he spat out a sentence: "We're almost there, we're just one hand away."