"How do you know that Ding Sheng's Weibo account is online in the port area?"
On the viaduct in the distance, more than a dozen police cars could be seen roaring past, and a large number of police lights flashed red and blue. G63 whistled across the street just before the red light came on, Bu Chonghua turned on the light, and glanced at the rearview mirror: "I asked the person on Weibo, and it took a few minutes for the data from the other party's server to be transmitted to the network detective. time difference.”
His expression and tone were normal and steady, but for some reason Wu Yu suddenly felt a strange feeling in his heart, as if Bu Chonghua was hiding something.
Before Wu Yu could respond, Bu Chonghua asked, "What does it mean that there are ghosts in the haunted house?"
"Oh, this is because the accounts are wrong." Wu Yu retracted his gaze: "Remember that we got the handover order for the haunted house project from the amusement park manager?"
Bu Chonghua frowned.
"She went to the haunted house to 'debug equipment' very frequently, far more than to the haunted building and the indoor lift. At that time, I only thought that the design of the haunted house was more complicated, and I didn't have any doubts, but until I saw Peng in Lin Kong Wan’s haunted house equipment order found that she had 68 inbound orders, 3 were returned, 6 were scrapped, 12 were added, 35 were not handed over, but the amusement park’s internal records received 37.”
Bu Chonghua immediately said, "Are the playgrounds charged one more item?"
"Yes." Wu Yu said, "That piece of equipment that came from nowhere should be the key to why Peng Wan runs to the haunted house every day."
The eyes of the two met in the narrow carriage, and they both saw a lot of doubts.
"I can't think of what that is." Wu Yu glanced down at his quiet mobile phone, and said solemnly, "Now we can only hope Vice Liao will surprise us."
"—No, I said Meng Zhao," Liao Gang shouted while sitting in the speeding police car with his mobile phone, and the sparks were about to spurt out: "How dare you take her out of the field?!"
On the opposite side of the call, Meng Zhao was walking in the haunted house of the amusement park, which was closed and closed, with a flashlight.
"Don't talk nonsense, it wasn't much better when you first came to the team." Meng Zhao impatiently swept away the unknown object that suddenly fell in front of him for the eighteenth time, and his voice was particularly clear in the empty corridor of the zombie hospital: "Where did you guys go? What happened to the Bu detachment and Xiao Wu?"
"We haven't left the city yet, as soon as we get out of the city, the step detachment will take the high-speed detour and go to the port. Anyway, the high G speed will beat us, which is auspicious." Liao Gang glanced back through the side window of the car, and saw the outside The pea-sized raindrops had already fallen, and the red and blue flashes of the team behind quickly became blurred in the rain: "They can't go with the big team, Xu Bureau is in the car behind me. In case of collision, be careful. Xu Ju has a heart attack."
Meng Zhao sighed: "Okay, be careful, I'll let you know as soon as there is news... Hey, what the fuck is touching my ass!!"
Meng Zhao almost threw the phone away, and the kick came to an abrupt end after the next second - only the shivering Song Hui was still holding on to her waistband: "Just now there was something in vain that flew off. past… "
"..." Meng Zhao looked at the design drawings and couldn't help laughing and laughing: "That's the NPC zombie nurse in the haunted house, here you go." He flashed a flashlight and saw a blood-stained nurse's uniform fluttering from the darkness at the end of the fork in the road. In the past, the bloody heads under the flashlight were particularly conspicuous.
Song Hui clutched her chest, feeling that she was really going to have a heart attack.
"You can't do this, Xiao Song." Meng Zhao asked Song Hui to pull the back hem of his clothes, and while walking, he used a flashlight to shake the surroundings, and carefully scanned every ghost mechanism: "You are young now, you are beautiful, and you can tell a lot of things. Jiao has passed, and those male criminal policemen are embarrassed to talk about you. But there is no white pie in the sky. Women who eat gender bonuses will pay more in other aspects. Did you have any ideals about what to do when you grow up when you were a child? ?"
Song Hui was also a little embarrassed. She blushed and thought for a while, then murmured, "I thought about being an actor, and... I also thought about being a bride..."
"Being a bride is great, everyone has dreamed of it." Meng Zhao didn't mean to be amused at all, and said seriously: "But life is very long, not just the short day of the wedding. Before that day comes, what do you think How do you prepare for yourself? How do you want to realize your dream of being a bride? A young, beautiful, timid and shy little girl, or a woman who can be on her own no matter how old or wrinkled?"
Song Hui was in a trance, as if something had been shaken all of a sudden, but after thinking about it she couldn't help it: "But my dad said that no matter how old my mother is, in his heart, he is still a little girl!"
Meng Zhao glanced back at her, and laughed dumbly: "I want to tell you a very cruel truth in adult society: although words are moving, love must have a purpose."
Song Hui had a mysterious expression like what are you talking about.
"The prince fell in love with the princess because she was a princess, and the prince fell in love with Cinderella because she was beautiful." Meng Zhao swept his flashlight to the ceiling and carefully identified the various plastic stumps and broken arms hanging by steel wires in midair: " Anyone is born to be loved, but if you have nothing, no one will choose you to be loved. Being a bride is a great dream, but you don't even have a ticket to that dream right now."
She stood still, and suddenly her eyebrows twitched: "There's something there."
Song Hui was thinking in a trance, and suddenly woke up: "Eh? What?"
Looking up along the flashlight beam, there is a very narrow corridor in the corner of the ceiling, the angle is horizontal to the ground, the width is only enough for one person to climb in, and it is dark and bottomless.
"Yes... it's a mechanism." Song Hui then tried to identify the drawing with the light source: "When the haunted house is opened, the mechanical telescopic arm in the high place will push out the props from time to time, accompanied by sound effects to scare people, and retract after five seconds. Ceiling... are you going to go out and let the staff open a haunted house?"
Meng Zhao's expression changed slightly, and Wu Yu's warning in the text message before departure suddenly reappeared—
"If Peng Wan really hid something in the haunted house, she would definitely set it up as an organ, which would only be scary occasionally, and tourists couldn't touch it. This type of organ should be at a high place, and it is not convenient to clean it up at ordinary times, except for her own work. People are not in constant contact, so there is no possibility of exposure."
- High place, hidden, not in direct contact with tourists.
"Go in and have a look." Meng Zhao made a decisive decision and waved to Song Hui to come up: "Climb up on my shoulders, hurry up!"
Song Hui stared at the bottomless corridor above her head, and she was claustrophobic on the spot: "What?! Get in?!"
"Yes, you don't need to go in the whole person, it should be enough to reach into the half body."
"I, I, I, I am afraid of ghosts!!"
"You are a policewoman, what the hell are the police afraid of?"
Song Hui was dragged to the corner by Meng Zhao: "I, I, I am not a criminal investigation student, I am just a trainee policeman, Sister Meng!!"
"A student police officer is also a police officer! Auxiliary police officers are also police officers! Even if you send and receive couriers at the police station, the police badge on your head is a police officer!" Meng Zhao slapped Song Hui's butt and scolded: "Go!"
Song Hui was so miserable that she felt like she had run over a hundred thousand divine beasts in her heart. She had to ride on Meng Zhao's shoulders, cheering for herself frantically. She took a flashlight and stuck her head into the tunnel, which was level with the ground. In the next moment, countless dust choked into her lungs, causing her eyes to turn black, and she forced herself not to withdraw immediately with the strength of feeding.
"How is it?" Meng Zhao's vague voice came from below.
"Uuuuuuu!" Song Hui bit the flashlight and turned her neck around in the limited space. At this moment, she suddenly saw a reflection in the dark depths ahead, something was facing her, and she took a closer look—
It was a pale face.
"Xiao Song?... Song Hui??"
Meng Zhao only felt that Song Hui's whole body froze, and then she began to tremble like an electric shock. The trembling frequency made Meng Zhao think that she was literally about to be scared to pee, and she just mentioned it when she suddenly heard Song Hui go crazy: "Woooooooooooo!!!"
Meng Zhao looked up and saw that Song Hui stretched both arms into the corridor, as if she was desperately digging for something. After a long while, she finally threw back violently and threw herself on Meng Zhao's shoulders. His face was full of dirt, two bloodstains were rubbed off the tip of his nose and cheekbones, he was holding a tawny ball in his hand, and then: "Wow—"
Song Hui cried bitterly, Meng Zhao rushed up to wipe her head and face with her sleeve and wiped her tears, only to see that she wanted to throw the ball out of her arms, but she was trembling and didn't dare to throw it: "I heard about it It's so expensive..."
- bang!
The flashlight came out of his hand and fell to the ground, but Meng Zhao didn't respond as if struck by lightning.
"Why is it here?!"
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A flash of lightning pierced the black sky, thunder rolled down, and the heavy rain shook the trees on both sides of the car window, like ghosts swept back quickly.
"This road has not been officially opened yet. There is an industrial zone in front of it, and it takes 20 minutes to reach the port." G63 set off arc-shaped water waves on both sides, and Bu Chonghua looked forward through the rapidly rotating wipers while distracted Navigation: "When we arrive at the port area, we will meet the main force. I hope Juju Xu's heart can hold up."
Wu Yu burst into laughter, his eyes caught a glimpse of the side mirror, and suddenly froze: "Wait."
"what?"
"There's something behind."
Bu Chonghua's eyelids twitched, and he checked his rearview mirror again—behind him was an endless wilderness of mounds in the dark night. There were only scattered street lamps in the thick ink, reflecting a small rain screen with a limited height.
"Wu Yu?" Bu Chonghua asked suspiciously.
"No," Wu Yu suddenly sat up with his upper body, opened the car window and wiped the side-view mirror with his hand, and blurted out, "It's a car!"
Bu Chonghua was stunned, and then he saw a dark shadow on the dark road in the rear-view mirror passing under the streetlights. It was as fast as an illusion, but it was real - it was a black car with the lights turned off.
Someone is stalking them in the dark on this rainy night!
Without words or even looking at each other, the two reached a consensus like lightning: "Get rid of him!" "Call Liao Gang!"
Bu Chonghua upshifted twice, stepped on the accelerator, and the G63 instantly turned into a roaring beast and broke through the rain curtain. At the same time, Wu Yu unlocked the phone, and before he pressed the call button, the screen flashed a call. It happened to be Liao Gang!
"Hey! Wu Yu!" Liao Gang exclaimed in the roar of the 180-kilometer high-speed driving of G63: "Guess what did Sister Meng find in the haunted house? What did you find?! - Chen Yuanliang that human bone helmet !!!”
In an instant, Wu Yu's expression turned blank.
"Peng Wan made it into a haunted house prop! No one recognizes that it is a real skull! I will immediately ask Qinchuan to check the order logistics between Qin Chuan and Peng Wan's company, and Diao Jianfa's explanation is right!! It is Wan who wants a human bone helmet. Changwen, the shark caught Qin Chuan in order to join hands with Wan Changwen to make blue gold!!!"
- The human bone helmet is still in the haunted house, but Wan Changwen didn't go to get it.
Who's that guy stalking in the back of the car
Wu Yu, who realized that there was a gap in it, had cold blood all over his body, and the chill rushed to his head. He turned his head and saw Bu Chonghua's equally ugly face.
"... Brother Liao, we're on the hook."
Liao Gang: "Huh?"
"We shouldn't have split up with the police force." Wu Yu forced his breath and said in a trembling voice to the phone, "I'll send you a location, immediately come to the industrial zone and then build a new provincial road to pick me up with the detachment. If it's too late, it may be too late. That's too late."
Liao Gang: "What did you say?!"
Liao Gang, who was full of doubts, did not wait for an answer—the next moment, the high beams suddenly lit up in the dark curtain on the left side of G63, and a large car was like a monster in hell, approaching at a speed of 100 meters.
Immediately afterwards, dazzling snow light flashed in the dark night in front of the car, and another reinforced Hummer rushed towards the front of the G63 at a speed of 200 kilometers per hour, approaching in the blink of an eye!
Bu Zhonghua shouted fiercely, "Grab it!!"
Wu Yu only had time to grab the armrest, stepped on the G63 accelerator to the bottom, and instantly soared to a top speed of 210 per hour, leaving only an afterimage on the spot. The next half second was like a slow motion in a movie, and the whole world was suddenly quiet—I saw Big G twisting the front of the car with the steering wheel that Bu Chonghua was beaten to death, and passing the Hummer rushing from the front, the two ends added up to more than five Tons of steel behemoths rubbed against each other, the baffles were deformed, twisted, and burst into flames, and pieces of metal flew into the night sky!
Bang! !
The window glass shattered, and Wu Yu slammed into Bu Chonghua!
The glass in the sky was like shrapnel, and Bu Chonghua didn't have time to think about anything. He tightly protected Wu Yu's head during the high-speed rotation. Blood splashed from his joints, arms, and the back of his hands at the same time, and several pieces of glass were embedded in the muscles.
— At the same time, the tires lost the last ounce of grip.
In the rainstorm, the big G, which was madly spinning, rolled over the highway guardrail. The 2.7-ton body was as light as a kite at that moment. After three or four small trees were broken, it was completely shot into the mound, and the dirt and stones fell head-on!
Boom!
Wu Yu only heard a muffled sound in his eardrum, and then he was choked up by blood, as if someone had suddenly pushed his head into the bottom of the water, and everything became blurred.
"...Bu..." He gasped and squeezed out a few words: "Bu Chonghua..."
There was no answer from his side.
Wu Yu couldn't make a sound anymore, his chest rose and panted rapidly, and layers of blood obscured his vision. Through the shattered windshield, there was a faint burst of fire in the distance, and the sound of crackling and burning came from the wind. It was the Hummer.
Hummer gas tank burst on highway pole.
On the side of the road in the distance, the jeep stopped abruptly, and a footstep gradually approached in the rainy night.
"Hey, I've been knocked down by a car, and the situation is different from what I said earlier... Do you still think it's too loud? This guy is not driving a broken police car at all! How could he get away without making a sound!"
Wu Yu tried his best to see what the other party looked like, but his vision was already very blurred, and his body seemed to be spinning and falling toward the abyss.
In the last second before he lost consciousness, he felt a hand come in from the outside of the car and put it in front of his nose.
"Not dead yet." The vicious voice paused, gritted his teeth and said, "No, as planned, I don't dare to kill the police."