A beam of light broke through the darkness in the distance.

The woman turned over and jumped off the platform, lying on all fours on the rails.

The palms of his hands and soles of his feet were firmly fitted together, with his joints bent into incredible arcs, a posture that no normal person could achieve.

The moment the light from both sides of the train shone over, everyone subconsciously held their breath, thinking that the woman was going to be swallowed by the beam of light in front of them.

The subway came roaring with the wind.

The woman was conscious at the brink of life and death. The cold light stung her eyeballs and she could only let the tears of despair fill her eyes.

Fortunately, the train stopped at the critical moment, and several staff members quickly jumped to the platform to confirm the woman's safety.

The stalker followed the woman all night but did not kill her. It waited until the next day when they came to the subway to take action. This shows that possession is not its killing mechanism, and killing requires other conditions. The woman did not encounter its pattern for a whole night and a day until she came to Metro Line 3 again.

Jiang Ji finished watching the surveillance video and looked up: "Since it was a strange stalking, have the staff who had contact with the woman been checked?"

Zheng Baixue nodded: "Everything has been confirmed, and no abnormalities were found."

That shouldn't be the case. A stalking ghost must need a medium. If it didn't stick directly to those staff members and no trace of it was found in the surveillance, then where did it go?

Zheng Baixue couldn't figure out the answer to this question.

"We also searched the tunnels along the way and found nothing unusual."

Ajin looked at the situation outside, blood and darkness were intertwined.

"Didn't they say that this tail ghost hasn't yet formed a ghost domain?"

Zheng Baixue's expression became serious. "He must have killed someone again during the few days we were watching him, and was promoted to D-level."

The weirdness of level D is enough to form a ghost domain.

The newly promoted weirdness was equivalent to a huge increase in stomach capacity and appetite, becoming even hungrier and more ferocious, and needed more human flesh and blood to fill his empty stomach, so he couldn't wait to pull the train on Line 3 into his domain.

Jiang Ji: “…”

How could it be such a coincidence?

She doesn't understand.

This stalker must be on this subway now, or hiding among the passengers, waiting for an opportunity to observe them.

The light in the car became dim, and there was blood mist outside the windows. The blood mist covered the glass and formed bloody handprints.

There were not many people on the subway. The carriage that Jiang Ji and his friends entered had only three passengers sitting sparsely.

An ordinary-looking woman, wearing a business suit, holding an old-fashioned leather bag in her hand, with dark circles under her eyes.

Her legs were a little bowed, her mouth was a little buck-teethed, and she kept cursing something with resentment in her eyes. She started to giggle as she cursed.

She didn't look around, just stared at her feet the whole time.

The other was a middle-aged man in a sweatshirt, his legs spread wide apart, facing the woman in business attire opposite him. The air conditioning in the car was on high, but he seemed extremely hot, with sweat hair sticking to his sagging legs.

The middle-aged man's eyes were moving around restlessly, looking everywhere, and he looked in the direction of Jiang Ji and Zheng Baixue many times.

There was also a teenager with a skateboard and a headband. The skateboard was placed upright on the ground with his hands stretched on it. He was wearing headphones and listening to music intently.

His expression was sad and his eyes were empty.

Some people could be vaguely seen sitting in other carriages.

But there were not many, and some carriages were still empty.

Line 3 is a six-carriage model, which, in addition to passengers, also carries subway patrol officers and drivers.

"Since it has classified the subway as a ghost zone, it means it is not afraid of being found by us." Zheng Baixue turned around and looked at the carriage she was just in, and suddenly frowned, "I remember I was here just now, and I didn't see so many people."

She has been taking Metro Line 3 these days, waiting and following the enemy again and again. It's very inefficient, but there's nothing she can do about it.

The strange domain is difficult to enter. When there were no prophecy posts, these official psychics could only keep looking for patterns near the place where the strange stories happened to try to enter. If they were lucky, they could get in quickly, but if they were unlucky, they might not get anything for a week.

As we were talking, the subway arrived at the station.

The skateboard boy with headphones moved. He walked to the door on the opposite side, opened it with a creak, and stepped into the darkness with an expressionless face.

Missing a target to confirm?

No, that's not right, getting off the bus is a new node.

Soon, everyone saw him getting on the train from another carriage.

But compared to his normal image just now, he looked drastically different when he got on the car for the second time. His skateboard was broken and he could only hold half of it with one hand.

His head was broken and blood was gushing out. The blood soaked his clothes. He was peeking over here from that carriage.

He was not afraid of being discovered by them. He opened his mouth and kept spitting out blood and broken internal organs.

His mouth seemed to say: "First...time..."

First time what?

First time getting off the bus?

First death?

After seeing this, everyone understood that everything in the car was weird.

These passengers were all people he had followed before.

Or rather, the dead.

Those who have been followed and killed by it will "come back to life" in the ghost realm.

A few people walked through the strange passengers and came to an empty carriage. Jiang Ji confirmed that there was a signal in the subway.

Ah Jin scratched his head and said, "Can we kill them all?"

Zheng Baixue shook her head: "It will be troublesome if we enter the ghost realm. You don't know which passenger it possesses, and you don't know the pattern of its replacement. It's a waste of time and mental energy. Only by finding the passenger it really possesses can we get rid of it."

The most taboo thing in the ghost realm is to act blindly. Not only does it waste your mental energy, it can also easily anger the weirdness and bring about backlash, and eventually you will be killed by the ghosts.

Jiang Ji's gaze swept over several passengers in the opposite carriage, and he suddenly turned around and patted Ajin on the shoulder.

"It always needs a medium to possess. We can't just stick to someone without doing anything. We can always find clues if we observe carefully."

"We are responsible for two carriages each."

"I'll be in these two sessions. Keep in touch via cell phone."

Zheng Baixue immediately responded: “I’ll go to the front, and leave the patrol officers and drivers on the subway to me.”

Jiang Ji originally thought that the little golden retriever would be embarrassed, but he just paused for a moment and nodded, "Okay, I'll try it too."