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◎Live broadcast follow-up (1)◎
The cold reminder sound echoed in the car, but it did not inspire any anger, instead it was like a death warrant.
Su Wan didn't feel happy, but even more frightened. The stench hit her in the face, and the ghostly figures approached, with the flesh falling off their faces looking particularly creepy under the light and shadow.
After the prompt sounded, the ghosts moved faster. If these ghosts were originally like a cat playing with a mouse, now they moved even faster.
Su Wan was stuck in the corner of the last row, with her back pressed against the cold car window, with nowhere to retreat.
The water in the car had reached her ankles at some point, and she suddenly felt water pressing in from all directions, making her chest feel stuffy, as if she was drowning.
She forced herself to turn off the Bluetooth on her phone so that Jiang Chuxu's voice could be heard directly through the speaker.
The nearest ghost stretched out a hand with festering skin and grabbed her face with a fishy wind.
The corners of its cracked mouth widened, as if it was smiling.
It’s over!
A feeling of despair instantly overwhelmed Su Wan. She could clearly see the mud on her hands and smell the strong odor. Her mind went blank in an instant.
Just as the hand was about to touch her, Xiao Hei's scream suddenly exploded from the speaker.
The ghosts blocking Su Wan froze in place for a moment, as if they couldn't move.
It seemed as if something passed through the screen and hit the ghosts.
About three or four seconds later, the ghosts blocking the front suddenly screamed, especially the ghost that stretched out his hand. Thick black smoke began to emerge from the fingertips of his arm.
Its entire arm turned black at a speed visible to the naked eye, then carbonized, and finally disintegrated into ash.
This force not only destroyed the hand, but also formed an invisible barrier, knocking away other ghosts that pounced on it.
Black smoke billowed from their bodies, and they instinctively screamed and stumbled backward, huddled together, no longer daring to move forward. The ghost that had lost its arm even rolled on the ground, its body twitching and emitting smoke.
The encirclement was instantly torn open.
"Convention Center Station, here we are."
A cold electronic female voice suddenly rang out amid the ghostly howls.
With the sharp sound of brakes and the "hiss" of air pressure being released, the bus suddenly stopped.
The rear door popped open with a bang!
Right now.
Jiang Chuxu's voice in the headset was like thunder: "Run!"
The instinct for survival overwhelmed her fear and weak legs. Su Wan was like being launched by a spring, bursting out with unprecedented strength, and she quickly rushed towards the open way to escape.
She almost rushed past the ghost that was rolling and smoking on the ground.
One step! Two steps!
I was about to rush out of the car and step onto the platform.
Just as Su Wan was about to step out of the car, a cold and slippery hand suddenly stretched out from the shadow beside the car door.
The hand was swollen and festering, and it fiercely grabbed Su Wan's forearm. It was the ghost that had retreated under the seat earlier!
The cold touch and huge force instantly clamped her down, dragging her with great force, as if to keep her in the car.
"Ah!" Su Wan screamed and her body was pulled backwards.
In front of the screen, Jiang Chuxu snorted coldly, and Xiao Hei meowed a few more times.
"puff!"
With a slight sound, the ghost hand turned into ashes from the fingertips in an instant and disappeared without a trace.
Jiang Chuxu showed no mercy to this ghost, because this ghost had blood on its body, and it was obviously different from the other ghosts in the car. It must have been dead for a long time. Judging from the yin energy, the ghost in the car was probably only formed for a month.
The force that was holding his arms suddenly disappeared, and Su Wan was carried away by the huge inertia, stumbling and rushing out, and fell heavily on the cold and hard floor tiles of the platform, his knees and palms burning with pain.
She checked her phone first, it was still connected and working properly.
"Bang!"
The bus door behind her slammed shut at an astonishing speed the moment she fell out.
Su Wan had no doubt that if she had been a little slower, she would have been pinched by the car door.
The car roared and was about to start and escape.
Jiang Chuxu naturally wouldn't just watch the car go away. If a stranger got on it, she wouldn't be able to catch up.
The ghosts in the car didn't know what was going on, especially the ghost driver. No matter how hard they tried to start the car, the car wouldn't move. The four wheels seemed to be welded to the ground.
"The person has been picked up." A female voice sounded above Su Wan's head.
Su Wan looked up in shock and saw a tall woman in a dark coat standing in front of her.
The woman's eyes were sharp as she looked down at the screen of her mobile phone, which showed Jiang Chuxu's live broadcast.
Xu Zhaojin put away his phone, bent down and extended his hand to Su Wan, and said crisply: "Can you stand up?"
Su Wan looked at the warm hand of a living person in front of her, and then looked at the ghost bus behind her that was imprisoned by an invisible force. The huge contrast made her nose sore and tears flowed uncontrollably.
She stretched out her hand tremblingly, and Xu Zhaojin pulled her up steadily.
"Thank you..." Su Wan's voice was hoarse, his legs were still shaking, and he could hardly stand.
Su Wan was helped to sit on the bench at the platform. She pointed her phone camera at the immobile bus again, and the live broadcast room was filled with comments.
Most people were saying how great Jiang Chuxu was, until a comment came by.
Is the next stop Chongjiang Bridge? Could it be the bus skidding accident from a month ago?
[Now that you mention it, I remember that incident had quite a big impact at the time.]
[Huh? What's going on?]
Jiang Chuxu also noticed the barrage. She entered a few keywords to search, and sure enough, it had been reported in many news reports.
The investigation results showed that the car accident was not caused by human error.
She flipped through it casually and found that it was all about accidents.
So she sent another message to Ding Yucheng asking.
[Jiang Chuxu]: Was the bus accident that fell into the river at Chongjiang Bridge a month ago caused by ghosts? I just saw two or three ghosts on that bus who must have been dead for a long time.
Ding Yucheng: We investigated and it was indeed an accident.
Jiang Chuxu: OK
After she replied to the message, she put down her phone and looked at the ghost bus in Su Wan's camera again.
Jiang Chuxu's voice came through the loudspeaker, clearly transmitted throughout the platform, and also inexplicably reached the silent bus.
"Tell me, why did you hurt people?"
Her tone was calm, without anger or pity, as if she was asking about a very ordinary matter.
But this calm inquiry made the remaining resentment in the car stagnate.
After a brief silence, a vague female voice came out intermittently from the closed car door, and the voice was full of resentment.
"Why, why are we the ones dying?"
This seems like a signal.
More and more voices followed, female and male voices mixed together, full of pain and unwillingness.
First, a young man's voice sounded suffocating: "I was only 23 years old and had just received an offer from my dream company. That day, I was just taking a bus to look at houses near my new company. Why did I die?!"
At the end of his speech, his voice suddenly rose and was filled with despair.
Then came the heartbreaking sobbing voice of a middle-aged woman: "Nannan... My Nannan is only five years old. I just wanted to take her to the hospital that day."
"What did we do wrong?!" A voice screamed sharply, filled with strong resentment. "Why? Why should we die? Why should those who are still alive live well?"
"Yes! Why?" another voice echoed, filled with twisted jealousy and hatred. "You don't understand the feeling of having ice-cold water poured into your lungs, the despair of being entangled in waterweed and sinking slowly. Every day, we repeat that moment, never able to escape, forever suffering in agony!"
These voices intertwined together, like hammers hitting everyone's hearts.
They speak not only of resentment, but also of the sudden deprivation of life, the endless worry for loved ones, and the despair that is gradually distorted in the eternal repetition of the pain of death.
Every word was saturated with irreconcilable resentment.
Oh my god, that sounds so painful.
[It's tragic, but that's not a reason to hurt others.]
[Yes, this person did something wrong]
[Being trapped in a death loop, my mind is twisted.]
The opinions in the comments are also different. Some people sympathize, while others think that this is not a reason for them to want to kill people.
Jiang Chuxu listened quietly until the chaotic confessions gradually subsided, leaving only suppressed sobs and whimpers.
Only then did her voice ring out again: "Death was an accident, not something you wanted. But being trapped here, repeating this day over and over again, is something you deserve sympathy."
She paused, her tone suddenly turning cold. "But this is absolutely not a reason for you to pass your pain on to others and harm living beings."
If she hadn't happened to encounter it today, the worst case scenario would be that Su Wan drowned, because it wasn't the ghosts who killed him directly, and he wouldn't turn into a ghost minions, but become a member of the car.
But the ghosts in the car will also be stained with blood, they are simply cutting off their own retreat.
"Have you ever thought about the consequences of killing someone? If you were stained with blood, your family might be killed by your madness, not to mention how much pain you are in now."
The carriage was dead silent, and the sobs and whimpers disappeared.
Jiang Chuxu's words were like a basin of cold water, poured heavily on the ghosts that were overwhelmed by resentment and despair, making them seem to wake up briefly and feel a deeper fear.
"Considering that you ultimately have no hands and are not yet entangled in blood," Jiang Chuxu's voice softened a bit, but still held a heavy tone. "There's still a little room for improvement. I will send you to where you should go."
She went on, "But once these accounts reach the lower levels, you can't escape the punishment you deserve."
Not only that, she couldn't let them reincarnate peacefully like she did with other ghosts.
As soon as Jiang Chuxu finished speaking, the immobilized bus fell completely silent, even the last bit of unwilling trembling of the engine disappeared.
The ghostly figures in the carriage seemed frozen, motionless, leaving only a heavy feeling of waiting for their final punishment.
Jiang Chuxu stopped looking at the car and said, "Xu Zhaojin, you can send them away. I'll take care of the car."
"Okay." Xu Zhaojin responded simply.
She turned to look at Su Wan, whose face was as white as paper and still in shock.
"You are injured and need to be treated quickly. I will take you to the nearest hospital for bandaging, and then send you home to rest." She made the arrangements very clear, leaving no room for rebuttal.
Su Wan looked at the ghost bus, then looked at Xu Zhaojin beside her, and the tense nerves finally relaxed completely.
Her heart was instantly filled with fatigue and fear. She half leaned on Xu Zhaojin for support, and tears silently flowed down her face as she stared at the phone screen: "Thank you, host, thank you..."
Jiang Chuxu replied with a "hmm" and simply cut off Su Wan's connection.
[It’s done… I feel so upset]
[Ghosts are pitiful, but it’s really not okay for them to harm people]
The barrage of comments was still scrolling, but Jiang Chuxu had already turned off the live broadcast and the room became quiet.
She had just put down her phone and was about to stand up when the screen lit up again.
It was sent by Ding Yucheng.
[Ding Yucheng]: Comrade Jiang, we have inspected the red cloth bag. My colleagues in the department said it was too crudely made, with all sorts of negative energy and resentment directed towards a bunch of places, as if it was pieced together from scraps. It does look like it was made by the K organization, but it should be a failed product. The thing has been rushed to the Municipal Bureau and it should arrive in two hours.
Not only that, the special department also found Wang Chao, and through Wang Chao they knew who he bought it from. That person has now been caught and sent here with the red cloth bag.
As for Jin Yaqiong's ex-boyfriend Zhao Mingli, he started to spill the beans as soon as he was arrested.
Zhao Mingli said that the person who taught him this method took the initiative to find him. At that time, he had just been sent to administrative detention for a few days after being reported to the police by Jin Yaqiong. He was very angry. At this time, a friend he had met in the bar before told him that if he really wanted to take revenge on Jin Yaqiong, he had a way.
Zhao Mingli believed that he could put some "good things" in Jin Yaqiong's house to make her have nightmares every day.
Then the man introduced a master to Zhao Mingli. Zhao Mingli gave the master some money, and the master gave him a red cloth bag and asked him to put it in a corner of Jin Yaqiong's house, preferably a place that was not easily discovered.
Although Jin Yaqiong had changed the lock long ago, the master said that as long as he had the red cloth bag, the door lock would not stop him from entering. Sure enough, when Zhao Mingli got there, he just thought about it and hoped that the door would open, and the next second the door opened by itself.
After hearing this, Jiang Chuxu was certain that the two ghosts were also the ghosts raised by Zhao Mingli. Those two ghosts were so fierce, and Zhao Mingli was probably not having a good time now.
Sure enough, Ding Yucheng sent another message, which was about Zhao Mingli.
[Ding Yucheng]: When we found Zhao Mingli, he was in the hospital. He said he came to see us because he was vomiting blood for no apparent reason.
【Jiang Chuxu】: Backfire, those two ghosts are dead
The Wang Chao who had raised a little ghost in the dormitory before, it was just a little ghost that was scared out of its wits and became like that. Zhao Mingli had two little ghosts that were so fierce that people could only vaguely see them and could touch all kinds of things.
Then Ding Yucheng sent a few more messages.
Zhao Mingli's friend was also arrested. As a result, the friend said that the master he introduced to Zhao Mingli came to him and gave him a sum of money, mainly to introduce Zhao Mingli to him. At that time, the friend was short of money and agreed directly.
Later, the master gave him a portion of the money he had received. He then asked Zhao Mingli if it was useful. Zhao Mingli said it was, so he felt at ease and pocketed the money.
[Ding Yucheng]: But the master was not caught. I guess he is a member of the K organization. Maybe he is targeting Jin Yaqiong.
The master ran away the next day after giving Zhao Mingli the red cloth bag. The last camera recorded him walking up a mountain, and he left the country after passing the mountain.
Jiang Chuxu's gaze stayed on the words "Jin Yaqiong". What kind of person is the K organization targeting?
What are their selection criteria?
But according to Ding Yucheng, the man in the black suit was willing to give in just now, so maybe she could get the answer from him.
It’s a good opportunity for her to go and watch the interrogation as well.
Jiang Chuxu picked up Xiao Hei and stood up, then headed towards the Municipal Bureau without packing anything.
【Author’s words】
[Dog head holding a rose]
After parking the car and turning off the engine, the garage was dead silent.
I lowered my head to unbuckle my seatbelt, and suddenly heard a soft "click" from the back seat.
It's the sound of the seat belt buckle being unfastened.
There's no one in my back seat?
I looked up at the rearview mirror and saw that the back seat was empty.
Maybe I heard it wrong.
I just breathed a sigh of relief and was about to get out of the car when the passenger seat belt buckle "clicked" and fastened itself.
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