The city is dimly lit at midnight.

On the deserted bus stop, Yang Fan was the only lonely figure.

“Drip, drip…”

It suddenly started to drizzle, and the raindrops fell on the ground with a "tick-tick" sound, splashing a lot of water, and a fresh smell floated in the air.

However, the temperature at midnight was a bit cold. When a gust of night wind blew over, Yang Fan couldn't help but shrink his neck and subconsciously rubbed his arms.

"It's almost 12 o'clock... I wonder if that damn bus will show up at this bus stop?"

Yang Fan looked around and took out a cigarette and a lighter from his pocket. He skillfully took out a cigarette, put it in his mouth, and then quickly lit it.

"hiss!"

After taking a deep puff of the cigarette, a ruthless look suddenly appeared on Yang Fan's face. He took out a [Lucky Talisman] from his Qiankun bag and threw it into the void in front of him.

“Swish!”

The [Lucky Talisman] instantly turned into a pile of ashes, and a countdown appeared in Yang Fan's field of vision: 00:09:59.

"Haha, there are only ten minutes left until midnight. I wonder if this good luck charm can attract that bus over here?"

After talking to himself for a while, Yang Fan held a cigarette in his mouth and waited patiently.

One minute, two minutes, three minutes...

The bus did not appear, but Yang Fan heard a crisp sound of footsteps. Although the rain around him was very loud, Yang Fan could still distinguish that it was the sound of a woman walking in high heels.

“Swish!”

Yang Fan looked in the direction of the sound out of curiosity, and suddenly a woman holding an umbrella appeared in his sight. Because the umbrella obscured her face, Yang Fan could only make out that she was a tall woman.

The woman was wearing a black dress, the hem of which just reached past her knees. Her long legs were covered in black stockings, but on this rainy day, her black stockings had already been soaked by the rain.

"Pah, pah, pah..."

The woman's steps were hurried. She was holding a black umbrella and hurriedly walked to the bus stop. Then she stood not far from Yang Fan, gently patting the raindrops off her body.

It was the middle of the night, there was no one around, and all the buses had stopped running, but a woman came to the bus stop. Yang Fan was naturally curious, so he looked at the woman a few more times.

Who knew that when the woman put down the umbrella, a familiar face suddenly caught Yang Fan's eye, which made Yang Fan subconsciously call out the other person's name: "Zhao Lu?"

"Uh...Master Yang?" Zhao Lu seemed to have also discovered Yang Fan.

"How come you are here?" Yang Fan asked in slight surprise.

"Master Yang, what a coincidence! Why are you here too?" After being surprised for a moment, Zhao Lu immediately walked up to Yang Fan.

That’s right!

This tall woman with long legs and gentle temperament is Zhao Lu, the head stewardess of Xia Airlines flight CY1987.

"Zhao Lu, it's the middle of the night. Why are you here instead of staying at home and sleeping?" Yang Fan looked at Zhao Lu in surprise, then asked, "Are you planning to take the bus home?"

"Haha, I just finished my work at the Gold Leaf Hotel and was about to take a taxi home, but I waited for a long time and no taxi passed by. There happened to be a bus stop nearby, and the last bus was at midnight..."

After listening to Zhao Lu's explanation, Yang Fan realized that the Jinye Hotel was nearby. Daxia Airlines arranged a dinner at the Jinye Hotel and took all the passengers on flight CY1987 to stay in the hotel for one night.

As the chief flight attendant of flight CY1987, Zhao Lu naturally had a lot of work to do with the hotel. However, Yang Fan did not expect that Zhao Lu would leave the hotel at this time and come to the Jinyehai bus stop.

What's going on?

Could it be that the [Lucky Charm] brought Zhao Lu here?

But what kind of good luck is this? Romantic luck?

To be honest, Yang Fan doesn't want to have a romantic encounter while catching ghosts!

"Zhao Lu..."

Yang Fan wanted to persuade Zhao Lu to leave here quickly because it was not safe here and unpredictable things could happen at any time.

But just as Yang Fan called out Zhao Lu's name, he heard a dull sound of a car driving.

"Clang, clang, clang..."

A large military green bus suddenly appeared in the rainy night and was driving towards the bus stop at a leisurely pace.

“Whoosh!”

Yang Fan suddenly became nervous. He stared at the bus, raised his wrist, and even pinched the smart bracelet, as if he was ready to report the situation here to Director Wu.

But the next second, he stopped his action abruptly, because Yang Fan clearly saw a big '4' printed on the bus!

Bus No. 4?

Isn't it bus number 14?

Could it be that this bus is not the one I am waiting for?

"Master Yang, the bus I'm waiting for is here. Do you want to get on?"

At this moment, Zhao Lu's joyful voice also reached Yang Fan's ears. She stroked her hair on her cheek embarrassedly, and then looked at Yang Fan with anticipation.

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