"All train attendants, collect passengers' signatures immediately!"
The conductor urged on the intercom.
Ji Congyang hesitated and said, "Idol, should I..."
He is still a train staff member. Should he go or not?
Shi Yu just said, "It's up to you."
Ji Congyang looked conflicted.
Shi Yu glanced at him and said, "If you have nothing else to do now, you can go and have a look."
Ji Congyang got the promise, his expression relaxed, and he ran away. It was not until he ran out of the carriage that he realized belatedly: Aren’t Shi Yu and Tan Wang also train attendants?
No matter what the passengers' opinions were, as long as they thought of the most likely scenario of the car being destroyed and people being killed, all their objections were finally swallowed up.
Ji Congyang took the intercom and reported the latest news to everyone: "The conductor has collected enough signatures and has asked us to go to the back. Oh, by the way, the conductor kept complaining that there were not enough people. There were only so few people, and the other conductors were slacking off somewhere. He got really angry... Idol, won't there be any problems if you leave your post like this?"
"Won't."
"oh."
After a while.
"We have already started throwing away the passengers' luggage. I also met Duan Wenqing, the male player I met in the cab at the beginning of the game. He is also wearing a temple microphone. He is also a member of the temple! Doesn't this mean that the temple can also see the progress through him at all times? We are not the only ones with the fastest progress!"
"It doesn't matter."
"oh."
Another moment passed.
"We have almost thrown away everything that can be thrown away. Is that all right? It just occurred to me that even if all the luggage is thrown away, the weight that can be reduced is limited. In this case, why don't they just disconnect the connecting hooks of the last two empty carriages and throw the carriages away directly? Throwing away more luggage is not as straightforward as throwing away one carriage, right?"
"You can go and ask."
"oh."
A moment later.
"Idol, I just asked, and the captain said no, because they tried it before, but it didn't work. Just like they couldn't change the speed on the control panel, they couldn't change the state of the car. It seems that this car is really the only way it can be."
Qiao Yan heard this and said, "You don't seem surprised at all."
"The conductor wants to stop the train, but he can't change the speed of the train. The simplest way is to disconnect the hook connecting the front of the train and the rear carriage. Because the front of the train is the only part that can brake autonomously, and the rear carriage is just being pulled due to the force." Shi Yu was so sleepy that he simply took a napkin from the table and continued to fold the paper. "But now the train is still moving, which means they tried but failed."
Qiao Yan: "Then you thought of it and still let him ask?"
"But it's not ruled out that they really haven't thought of this method. It's okay for him to ask."
Shi Yu's fingers were holding the napkin, folding it back and forth. "Pull the emergency stop valve, stop adding fuel to the coal furnace, call the police to ask the helicopter to pick up the passengers one by one, and change the track of the remaining empty car to make it fall into the sea. The train conductor is a professional in this regard. The method I can think of should be what the train conductor can think of, but he finally chose the thankless solution of throwing the luggage. He would go to this step only because he was desperate."
It's easy to imagine that since the ghost who caused all this went to great lengths to prevent the train from stopping, he certainly wouldn't leave such a big loophole for someone to exploit.
As the conversation reached this point, a scream was suddenly heard from across the carriage.
"ah--!!"
Qiao Yan immediately ran in the direction of the sound: "I'll go check it out!"
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This time the accident did not happen in the bathroom, but in the berth in the 14th carriage.
Before Shi Yu entered, he saw blood flowing from under the crack of the berth door.
When I opened the door, what came into view was the body of a female player.
Her upper body was lying on the bed, but the part below the waist was broken and fell to the ground. Because of the difference in height between the two parts, her internal organs were exposed to a greater extent than the male player in the bathroom before. Her entire chest and abdomen were almost deflated, with only a spine connected to the brain supporting her lonely. There was a large pool of broken organs and blood on the ground.
The smell of blood was so strong that it was almost nauseating.
Shi Yu stood outside the door, his eyes falling on the female player's closed eyes, and then moving to the broken part of her body.
The female player who died this time was a little different from the previous male player. The previous male player seemed to have been chopped off at the waist by a knife, breaking into two pieces; and this time, although the female player's body seemed to have been chopped off as well, the crack was crooked on the whole body, as if the knife had stabbed from the left chest to the right thigh, and the entire right leg fell off.
The first person to discover the death of the female player was still an ordinary passenger on the train. Fortunately, he was not unconscious. When questioned, he was in a trance and spoke incoherently: "I, I just went to the front to get hot water, and when I came back, I saw blood flowing by the door... I was shocked at the time, thinking that someone on the train had robbed or stabbed someone, so I knocked on the door quickly but no one answered, so I just opened the door... Then I saw her, she, she..."
Tan Wang, wearing his work clothes, pretended to be a train attendant when the conductor was not around: "You are her roommate? How come she got into trouble when you left?"
The passenger turned pale. “No, no, no! I was not with her! I was just next to her! He, they can all vouch for me!”
As he said this, he quickly pointed at the crowd of people watching nearby.
The people around him subconsciously shrank back, and after a few seconds someone spoke up: "Yes, he is in the upper bunk of No. 16 in car 14, sleeping opposite me."
The female player was in the lower bunk of bunk number nine, not even in the same room as them.
Because most of the train crew went to the rear freight car to throw the luggage, only a few staff members stayed there to comfort the passengers.
It took the conductor some time to learn about this, and even though it came faster this time, it still couldn't stop the rumors from flying.
By the evening, the incident had escalated and almost all the passengers in the carriage knew that there was "a crazy and crazy killer who loved to chop people with a machete and then dismember them" on the train.
Then, someone connected this incident with the fact that the train couldn't stop suddenly, so the word "train hijacking" was added before the image of the murderer.
The passengers began to make phone calls and send text messages, crying to their families, asking friends for help, complaining to those around them who shared the same suffering, and occasionally cursing the heavens and the earth.
Panic is like a shadow that makes it hard for people to breathe and penetrates into every pore of the air.
Tan looked towards the bathroom in the tenth carriage.
The bodies of players in Shangjiutian will not disappear after death, so there is no need to worry about not being able to see them if you go at the wrong time.
Tan Wang squatted on the toilet lid, looked at the body broken into two pieces on the ground three times, and finally reached out to rummage through his pockets. He found the ticket that Shi Yu had mentioned before without much effort.
He looked at the ticket over and over for a while, and finally, holding the ticket, he went to the seat in the tenth car according to the seat number printed on it.
The seating arrangement in this carriage was much more spacious than that of ordinary seats, but there were fewer passengers. Seat number 35 was next to the aisle, and the remaining three seats in the row were all empty. The closest seat was occupied by someone in the seat directly in front of him, who was looking down at a magazine, occasionally turning a page.
Tan Wang checked around the seat but didn't find any difference between it and the other seats. He was wondering whether he should give up and look for clues somewhere else. He walked towards the aisle holding the ticket, but the next second, his feet were empty.
The scenery before my eyes flickered from dark to bright, and the track under my feet changed from a carriage to a straight track, extending all the way to the distance where it met the sky and the earth. The surrounding area was covered with gravel, and the shadows of trees swayed on both sides.
Tan Wang looked around in confusion.
...What the hell is this place?
Tan Wang tried to take two steps forward, and suddenly his feet trembled.
He was suddenly startled and turned his head, only to see a black mass suddenly rising on the distant horizon.
After a moment, a train slowly zoomed in, thick smoke billowed out of the chimney, and the whistle sounded from far away.
Tan Wang turned around and wanted to leave the track, but just as he reached the edge of the track, his body suddenly hit something and he could not move forward another step.
He frowned, clenched his fist and punched the air. His fist didn't feel any hard objects, but it could never leave the range of the railroad track.
It was as if there was some invisible barrier around him, imprisoning him, the track under his feet, and the train that was getting closer and closer on the track, in this place.
Tan Wang took two more steps, changed his position and hit again.
Change it again and smash it again.
…
After several attempts, he finally had to accept a cruel fact: the track was closed.
Can't leave.
The sound of the whistle behind me gradually became louder and louder.
Tan Wang subconsciously looked for the game bracelet, but it was not until he touched his cuff that he realized that his bracelet had disappeared at some point.
He stood there, breaking out in a cold sweat.
The system said that even if the player died, it would be impossible to take it off. There was no way anyone other than the player could check it, but the game bracelet was gone.
Who has the ability to bring him here and even take away his bracelet?
Is that the ghost in the train?
That shouldn't be the case. He is just a poor man in this game. Why should he be targeted by that ghost?
...Wait.
Tan Wang suddenly remembered the train ticket he had found out of the pocket of the dead male player and looked down.
The ticket was still in his hand.
He frowned, stuffed the ticket back into his pocket, and looked up at the thick smoke that almost covered the sky.
The shape of the green train gradually became clear.
He squatted down.
The wheels of the train are high, high enough to provide enough space for an adult to lie down. As long as you stay in the middle, you won't get run over.
However, he didn't expect that just as he put his hands on the ground, a huge force suddenly pushed him hard towards the steel rail on one side, and his body was pressed against the metal pole, and no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't move away.
If he continues like this, he will definitely be crushed in two by the train wheels.
As I struggled, I could hear the train whistle whistling closer to my ears. I could almost smell the salty, metallic rust with every breath.
He lay on the railroad tracks, watching the reflection of the train magnify, and hastily reached for his pocket again, finding the only thin ticket inside.
My mind suddenly went blank.
"Talk about hope."
The tracks, the train, the smoke, and the whistle all disappeared in an instant.
His face turned pale, and he realized that he was now sitting in the seat of the male player.
Shi Yu stood in front of him and took the ticket from him without him noticing: "Are you back?"
Tan Wang had just experienced a life-and-death crisis. His heart was beating violently, and he subconsciously grabbed his sleeve: "I, I just..."
He stuttered for a long time but couldn't utter a complete sentence.
Shi Yu rarely pulled back his sleeves and let him hold them: "Did you lie on the railway tracks?"
"You know?"
"Guess."
Tan Wang looked at him blankly.
"The two players who died earlier had their bodies cut in half by some force. It's just that humans generally don't have that much strength, and it's unlikely that ghosts would need tools to kill people. Considering the environment, it's easy to guess."
Shi Yu lowered his eyes and tapped the bracelet twice. When he turned his wrist, a lighter appeared. He pushed the metal wheel with his fingertips. A faint blue flame burned faintly, reflected in his eyes, swaying and burning the ticket in an instant: "They all fell on the railroad tracks and were crushed to death by the passing wheels."
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