“Squeak!”
With the sound of brakes, the bus stopped steadily at the platform. The front and rear doors opened at the same time, but no one got off the bus.
"Uh... Zhao Lu, are you waiting for bus No. 4?"
While asking, Yang Fan couldn't help but look inside the bus. Unexpectedly, there were still quite a few passengers in the bus, and there were almost no empty seats!
"Yes! In the entire Binhai City, only bus No. 4 has a last bus at 12 o'clock midnight. If I miss this last bus, I can only take a taxi home." Zhao Lu explained with a smile.
"Oh, so that's how it is." Yang Fan nodded, then turned his gaze away from the bus.
Everything works fine!
Yang Fan did not sense any evil spirits on the bus, and the passengers and driver looked normal. Most importantly, this was bus No. 4, not the No. 14 bus that Yang Fan was waiting for.
So, Yang Fan relaxed his vigilance and lowered his wrist which he had just raised.
"Master Yang, aren't you taking this last bus?" Zhao Lu suddenly asked curiously.
"Uh... I won't get on. I have to wait for a friend here..." Yang Fan hesitated for a few seconds and immediately urged Zhao Lu, "Zhao Lu, hurry up and get on the bus. Don't miss this last bus."
He didn't know if it was an illusion, but Yang Fan clearly saw a flash of disappointment in Zhao Lu's eyes. She hesitated for a moment, then handed the umbrella in her hand to Yang Fan.
"Master Yang, the rain seems to be getting heavier. Hold this umbrella and don't catch a cold from the rain."
After saying this, Zhao Lu didn't give Yang Fan any chance to refuse. She just put her hands on her head and hurriedly got on the bus.
After getting on the bus, Zhao Lu quickly found a seat by the window and sat down. She leaned against the window, looking at Yang Fan standing in front of the bus stop, with a bright smile on her face.
“Thank you for the umbrella!”
Yang Fan waved at Zhao Lu, with a slight smile on his face. But just as he was about to return to the bus stop and continue waiting for the No. 14 bus, a series of reports came from his smart bracelet.
"Report! Everything is normal here at No. 2. No bus No. 14 has been found yet!"
"Report! No. 3 has not found the target yet!"
"Report! No. 4 has not found the target yet!"
"Report! Everything is normal here, No. 5!"
…
Yang Fan quickly stretched his neck and looked around. In his sight, there was no one around except the No. 4 bus parked in front of him.
So, Yang Fan also picked up his smart bracelet and prepared to report the situation here.
"Um?"
Suddenly, Yang Fan seemed to catch a glimpse of something out of the corner of his eye, and his eyebrows couldn't help but twitch slightly.
“Swish!”
Without any hesitation, Yang Fan suddenly raised his head and looked at the front of the bus in front of him.
I saw a green leaf stuck on the front of the bus. What was even more coincidental was that the location where the leaf was stuck was right in front of the number '4'!
What's going on?
Could it be that this No. 4 bus...
“Clatter…”
The rain was getting heavier. Yang Fan, who was standing at the bus stop, suddenly felt his pupils shrink as if he had seen something incredible. He froze in place.
I saw the leaf stuck on the front of the bus was suddenly washed away by a burst of rain. The next second, a big "1" appeared in the place covered by the leaves!
Damn it!
This is not bus number 4!
This is the real No. 14 bus!
The number '1' was covered by leaves just now, so Yang Fan and Zhao Lu mistook it for bus No. 4!
The bus is green and the leaves are also green. The colors are too similar. If Yang Fan didn't have sharp eyes, he might not have noticed the existence of this leaf!
"Report! No. 9 has found the target!"
"Oh no! The target is about to leave the bus stop. Never mind! I'm going to get on the bus first. You guys come and support me as soon as possible!"
…
After Yang Fan shouted these words while pinching the smart bracelet, he immediately raised his foot to chase after him. About three seconds later, he squeezed onto the No. 14 bus just before the door closed.
"Bang!"
With a muffled sound, the bus door was closed tightly, but before Yang Fan could carefully observe the situation inside the bus, a drop of sweat the size of a bean slid down his forehead.
The spirit of evil!
A strong sense of ghosts!
The entire carriage was filled with a thick, sinister aura!
That’s right!
This is the weird No. 14 bus!
…
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