Qingye Supernatural Office

Hui Township is a small city, and it has nothing to do with prosperity, because there are a lot of criminals who have fled here, and the law and order here is not good. The whole city can be equated with chaos.

Lu Qiaolan and I got off the plane and took a long-distance bus. The people we were traveling with seemed to be hard-working migrant workers, with rough skin, simple and cheap clothes, and most of the luggage was big cloth bags. Occasionally, one or two people used suitcases, and they were not airports. The nice suitcase I've seen.

The two of us stood out from the crowd.

The person in the seat next to us looked at us curiously.

There was a student sitting diagonally across from us, holding his backpack tightly, in a state of tension all the time.

The middle-aged man in the front seat took off his shoes and socks as soon as he got in the car, emitting an unpleasant smell.

Someone in the last seat was shouting loudly, as if they were playing cards.

The environment inside the car is really not good.

The environment outside the car is not good either.

There are only a small part of the rolling green hills, and more of them are messy farmland and quarries with bare rocks.The walls that can be seen along the highway are painted with propaganda slogans from decades ago, and the content has been blurred by the wind and sun, leaving only mottled color blocks.

There are no good cars on this road either.Trucks and vans account for the majority, while private cars are all half-old and cheap models.I also saw a modified tricycle majestically paralleling motor vehicles, and the speed was not slow.As for cars without license plates, I also saw two or three.

The journey lasted over three hours.

From the highway to the city road, you can also see more buildings, but overall, it is the same as what you saw on the road before.

The delineation of urban roads is not clear, and there are no regular sidewalks.Small shops on the side of the road put their stalls on the road, and all kinds of smells mixed together.

I suddenly felt familiar.

The smell of oil and salt, the smell of food, the smell of engine oil...

It was like the smells I smelled after Chen Xiaoqiu entered the hotel.

The long-distance bus entered the dilapidated station, and a group of people got off the bus noisily.

The student was even more nervous and hugged his bag tighter.

The middle-aged man passing by laughed, "You student doll came back by car in the first year?"

The students looked confused.

"How much money did you bring back? Or did you bring the computer back? Hug it so tightly. If you're like this, no one will steal it, and someone will grab it!" The middle-aged man laughed and winked at this point.

People around followed suit, threatening the student.

The student looked like he was about to cry.

Lu Qiaolan couldn't see it, and was about to speak out, but I grabbed her.

Lu Qiaolan turned to look at me suspiciously.

I was staring out of the car.

Someone outside the car was standing under the window, glaring at the rude men.

Everyone got out of the car one by one.

I saw the people outside the car float to the door of the car, and when the men who laughed at the students got out of the car, he pushed them from behind.

The middle-aged man rushed forward and bumped into the person in front. A group of people fell into a ball and immediately cursed away.Middle-aged people jump up and scold the people behind them, and the people behind them naturally don't recognize that they pushed them.

A group of people quarreled in the back, and they all rolled up their sleeves and wanted to fight.

The driver shouted loudly and cursed at these people.

A group of people also ran out from the bus station, each of them tall and burly.

With bad knowledge, these passengers could only leave cursing.

The middle-aged man fell the worst, with a layer of skin on his face, and he covered his face when he left, breathing in the cold air.

The students and we were the last to get off.

I saw him take a big suitcase and walk forward with some difficulty.

The ghost he saw before followed him, reaching out to help pull the suitcase.

The student turned his head, probably because he noticed that the weight of the suitcase in his hand had become lighter.With doubts, he continued to move forward.

Lu Qiaolan asked: "Just now..."

I looked around and saw no more ghosts, but the city felt too dreary to me.

I now understand that this is probably not due to air pollution.

I shook my head at Lu Qiaolan.

Taking out my phone, I hesitated for a while before calling back.

The call back was the one the ghost had called me.

I felt nervous for a while, and when the phone was connected, my heart was stuck in my throat.

"Hello? Who are you?"

The voice on the other end of the phone was not Zhuang Tao's.

"Hello, I received a call from this mobile phone..." I took a deep breath and said as calmly as possible.

"Ah! You received a call from this mobile phone? When did you receive it? Are you a friend or family member of the owner of the mobile phone?" The person on the other end of the phone was very excited.

I felt that the situation was not good, "No, I am a colleague of the owner of the mobile phone. I received a call yesterday, and it was not from the owner of the mobile phone, it was a policeman..."

"Could it be Officer Zhuang? A police officer surnamed Zhuang, right?"

"I'm not sure, he just said it was the police from Huixiang. I've already arrived in Huixiang with my friends, at the long-distance bus station." I said.

"What? Wait, we'll send someone to pick you up right away!" said the other party.

I directly refused.

I still remember what Nangong Yao said.

"I'll just come here by myself, don't bother, it's faster."

"Ah... that's good." The other party's voice was suspicious.

"Excuse me, are you..." I asked.

"My surname is Wang, Wang Xiaopeng."

"Officer Wang, hello. Then I will make this call when I get here."

"Well, yes. You can go directly to the Huixiang Police Station. There is only one police station here. It's either a police station or a police station."

"Okay, I know."

I hung up the phone, and Lu Qiaolan and I went to find the staff at the bus station.

"You guys are going to the police station, just take a taxi outside." The staff was impatient.

When I first came in by car, I didn't pay attention, but there seemed to be no taxis outside the bus station.

Lv Qiaolan and I walked to the gate of the bus station and realized that taking a taxi is not a taxi, but a tricycle.

The two of us looked like outsiders, and the tricycles gathered at the door enthusiastically solicited business.

"...to the police station?" one person asked.

"Yes, the police station, not the police station." I emphasized it according to Wang Xiaopeng's statement.

"It's not the police station, where is that?" the person who asked the question asked me back.

I'm a little speechless.

"I know, I know the road!" Another electric tricycle driver raised his hand, "The police station on Caotou Road!"

"Is there a police station on Caotou Road?" someone questioned.

"That's where the big case is. The murderer who lived upstairs in my house was arrested the year before last and sent there." The little man who raised his hand answered very proudly, "I went to check, and it's there. Newly built last year!"

The people next to him talked a lot, but they were not talking about the murderer, but the police station they didn't know before.

I don't feel comfortable with the atmosphere of Huixiang people.

"Boss, you can take my car for 30 yuan, and you can get to the police station in half an hour!" said the little man.

"I only need 20 yuan!"

"You don't know the way!"

"Caotoulu, didn't you just say that!"

The surrounding people quarreled.

Lu Qiaolan tugged at my clothes and handed me the phone to look at.

On the navigation map, the words Huixiang Police Station are marked, but the road next to it is not Caotou Road, but Anding Road.

I can't help frowning.