Chapter 144 The Akina Mountain Speed ​​Kings 003, 007, 008...

The vintage bus is a fixed route that circles the city.

Starting from the Bus Cemetery, the journey passes through five stops and takes about an hour and a half to complete a loop.

While Jiang Yang and the Hanged Man were confronting each other, Xiong Bingxin had just finished circling back to the [Graveyard].

There was a half-hour break between the two shifts, and she sat quietly in the driver's seat without getting out of the car.

In the shadows of the last row of the carriage sat the judge, 003, who was responsible for monitoring her.

The pale white incandescent lights of the parking lot poured down, illuminating the worn blue seats inside the car. Large patches of dark stains were scattered on those seats, their shapes twisted, like dried blood or the tracks left by some creature.

But there were very few passengers in the early morning, and they didn't encounter anything strange.

The rhythm of her breathing and 003's.

Xiong Bingxin suddenly felt a sudden, inexplicable irritation. She leaned back in her seat and could clearly see the entire carriage through the rearview mirror above her head.

003 sat very properly; if she remembered correctly, he had been in that position ever since he got on the bus.

whispering sound!

Bored, Xiong Bingxin turned her gaze to the window.

In the southeast corner of the cemetery, the wreckage of a scrapped bus is twisted into a bizarre shape, as if contorted by some unknown force. The windows are shattered and the doors are twisted, piled up in layers, like a steel corpse.

She hadn't originally planned to attend the trial, but she heard some inside information from Wu Yibai.

If all goes well, we might be able to send all the tank crew members out.

A gust of cold wind swept by, swirling up withered leaves and plastic scraps from the ground. It cut through the gaps between the wrecked vehicles, carrying with it the harsh noise of metal scraping together, as if something was slowly, inching, crawling between the metal sheets...

Ouch! That's disgusting!

Xiong Bingxin glanced at the time; it was almost two o'clock, and she needed to prepare to depart.

[0:01-007: Where are you now?]

[0:15-007: I've arrived at the train station.]

[0:20-007: Wow! My dog ​​is so cute!]

[0:30-007: Ordinary people have been dragged into this! Where are you all? Respond now!]

The three brothers, 003, 007, and 008, have always been inseparable and colluded in the bug fixing department.

This is why Deyue arranged for the three of them to enter the trial of the Akina Mountain racing god together.

The three shared a group chat. 008 was clearly not paying attention to the messages, while 003 saw the messages but chose not to reply.

He knew 007's purpose.

Before the trial, 007 specifically contacted him.

However, he is still somewhat conflicted.

003 waited until Xiong Bingxin's attention was completely off him before lifting his eyelids and cautiously looking at the person under the cover of the shadows.

After Deyue modified the permissions, he naturally also regained his memories as a player.

Since Xiong Bingxin became a representative of the Tower, they haven't seen each other for a long time, let alone had the opportunity to speak with her.

007's suggestion wasn't without merit; he just didn't know how to bring it up with Xiong Bingxin. Besides, if Xiong Bingxin had a choice, why would she become an agent?

He understood Xiong Bingxin and her position; he was merely making a judgment, and beneath that judgment lay a deep sense of worry.

"Click".

As the key was turned, the car shuddered violently, and irregular low-frequency vibrations came from the seat beneath him. 003 glanced at the time.

The indicator lights on the dashboard flickered strangely a few times before settling into an unsettling dark red.

Xiong Bingxin's profile appeared even more isolated. In the background noise of this mechanical setting, 003 clearly heard, or rather felt, that thing in his chest suddenly jump.

It's very heavy.

The car started.

[2:01-007: @008 Where are you? Jiang Yang is in trouble.]

? ?

003's pupils are a bit darker.

[2:04-008: What's going on?! Where are you?!]

[2:06-007: Near the Red Star Theater, there's a park. The wound is to my heart; I'm on an IV drip, but my condition isn't good.]

The Red Star Theater is the third stop on this city loop line. It will take at least half an hour for him and Xiong Bingxin to pass by.

Thank goodness...

[2:06-008: There's a gas station 1.3 kilometers from the Red Star Theater. Wait for me there. It'll be 7:30.]

003's finger hovered over the panel; the dialog box contained a message he had typed but hadn't sent yet.

Well, let's just consider it as asking about the situation in advance, so as to help Xiong Bingxin avoid some risks.

He added a sentence afterward and then pressed the [Send] button.

[2:10-003: How did you get injured? Did you break the rules?]

007 didn't reply to this message for a long time, presumably still busy with Jiang Yang's injury.

Jiang Yang is a person of principle and conscience. He can get along well with anyone. I heard that he recently added Mou Guang to his team.

003 It's not hard to tell from Un Entertainment that Chairman Mou Guang and Jiang Yang have some connection.

It's just that I'm a little curious, wondering which player 007 will be, and I hope that he won't cause any more bloodshed because of Jiang Yang.

The street scene outside the window began to flow, but it was as if it were covered by a layer of gray and lifeless filter.

First stop: Wutoushan Railway Station

The platform was empty. A hunched man carrying a huge backpack, head down, quickly boarded the train and squeezed into the frontmost single seat.

The man casually placed the bundle at his feet, listening to the heavy sound it made.

Second stop: Yong'anli Hospital Station

Under the headlights of a car, the facial features on the underside of the ivy on the hospital wall were faintly visible.

A woman in an old nurse's uniform stood quietly in front of the platform. The train door opened, and she stiffly boarded the train and sat down diagonally behind the man.

Click, click,

The two heads twisted simultaneously, like broken dolls, maintaining their contorted postures, their empty eyes silently fixed on Xiong Bingxin's back.

The next stop is the Red Star Theater, and 007 still hasn't replied.

003 felt a little uneasy.

...

Three minutes later, 003 got up, walked to the front passenger seat of the bus, and sat down.

The two passengers' necks cracked twice more, but there were no other additional movements.

“Um…” He cleared his slightly dry throat, his voice sounding somewhat abrupt in the eerie carriage: “007 has sent word that Jiang Yang was attacked near the Red Star Theater.”

"Um."

Xiong Bingxin's eyes were devoid of warmth, and her perfunctory tone clearly showed that she didn't take his words to heart.

He tried to recall his words and carefully spoke again: "It's still uncertain what the situation is. It might be quite dangerous, so be careful."

This time, Xiong Bingxin didn't even bother with perfunctory responses. She kept one hand steady on the steering wheel and reached out with the other to gently turn the knob on the car radio.

Xiong Bingxin thought the car radio might provide clues on her last trip, so she tried it once, but after enduring it for more than half an hour, all she heard was similar static.

Now that it's reopened, it's just a way of dissuading him from communicating with her.

003 suddenly had a bold guess: perhaps Xiong Bingxin knew his identity from the very beginning.

But then I thought about it again, and it was his fault for being so concerned that he overstepped his bounds and did things his own way. After all, apart from 007, who else has a judge and a player who establishes a connection?

In fact, Meng Jiang is not an indecisive person, but he does not want to, and never will, blame Xiong Bingxin.

003 silently reached for the radio knob; he didn't intend to speak again, so there was no need for the noise to stand between them any longer.

But just then, a broken and severely distorted female voice suddenly squeezed out.

"Trap... Don't... Don't look back... Passenger... It's... watching you... Sizzle... Help..."

Filled with utter despair and fear, the sound abruptly ceased, leaving behind a cacophony of meaningless electrical noise, like snowflakes.

In the rearview mirror, the distance between the two passengers and the driver's seat seemed to have shortened as well.

"Tsk."

Xiong Bingxin smacked her lips, revealing a look of "I knew it" disgust.

She scoffed inwardly, calmly turned off the radio, and casually tossed the chariot away.

The massive chariot stood directly opposite the door, blocking the way between the monster and 003, with a gap that seemed too small for even a new passenger to pass through.

Third stop: Red Star Theater Station

As expected, the chariot disrupted the monster's original attack plan. The actress in the cheongsam who had just boarded the chariot was clearly caught off guard by this turn of events, and even her eerie face seemed to be blank with a dazed expression.

Fourth stop: Third Middle School Station

The little boy, clutching his schoolbag, timidly boarded the bus.

Fifth stop: Old Locust Tree Station

The huge old locust tree's branches stretched towards the night sky like ghostly claws, and its bark was covered with names.

The old woman was dressed in a jet-black funeral shroud, her face covered in wrinkles.

The moment she got into the car, the car radio automatically activated, and the intense interference almost pierced her eardrums.

"Sizzle...the...end...sizzle..."

What is the destination?

It was only because this broken radio station didn't understand the situation that, no matter how much these guys twitched and acted up, the tank's absolute defense wouldn't give them any chance to get close.

Feeling utterly bored, Xiong Bingxin rolled her eyes.

003 settled down, leaned back in his seat, and the car circled back to the [cemetery].

The five passengers reluctantly got off the train. After the carriage door closed, 003 realized that he and Xiong Bingxin seemed to be standing a little too close.

He was so close that he didn't even need to glance at her to see Xiong Bingxin's trembling eyelashes after her eyes closed.

The sudden pop-up message on the panel pulled him back to reality.

It's a message from 007.

[4:15-007: The Hanged Man arranges for Wong Er to act.]

003 was puzzled. How could it be Huang Er who did it? After all, the middleman and Mou Guang had always had a good relationship.

Before he could reply, 007 sent several more messages.

[4.15-007: The Hanged Man is Wu Yibai.]

[4.16-007: @003 Huang Er, have you thought this through?]