Nightmare Attack

"You called the police?" Jiang Cheng asked.

The driver nodded, "Yes, I called his wife. He didn't go home, and his family didn't know where he went."

The fat man licked his lips and couldn't help holding his arms tightly with both hands. The story told by the driver gave him a very bad experience.

He suddenly felt a bit of cold, and even the sunlight shining on him through the car window seemed to have no temperature.

"For this matter, I stayed at the police station until dawn and went home that day. I was still worried when I got home until...until noon the next day..."

The driver seemed to have thought of something, his voice trembled uncontrollably, his face changed, and his lips showed a strange black-blue color.

"Don't be nervous," Jiang Cheng said in a calm tone, "it's all over."

He paused, then continued to speak after a while, "Say it slowly."

Next, the fat man discovered that the doctor's words really worked. The nervous driver actually stabilized, and his horror appearance was alleviated.

"The next day there was news from the police station saying that they had picked up the surveillance from a nearby dumpling restaurant. According to the surveillance, after the car came and stopped, it never moved again. No one opened the door and got off the car. He...he just disappeared in the car!"

"At that time, the main driver's seat was down, and there was a leather jacket on it. It was like...like a person sleeping under the jacket, and then suddenly disappeared!"

In the last sentence, the driver did not suppress his emotions, or the emotions were too agitated and could not be suppressed. In short, the impact of this sentence is obvious.

Goose bumps have begun to appear on the fat man.

A feeling of coldness gradually enveloped him, and he suddenly felt a sense of intuition or illusion, like an invisible net binding him, and... is constantly tightening.

That weird and baseless feeling even faintly suffocated him.

"In front," Jiang Cheng said suddenly, "just stop there, and we get off there."

"Get off?" The driver looked left and right, then looked at the location marked on the phone navigation in confusion, and said: "Brother, there is still a way to the destination. There is no shop in front of the village, you guys. it's here......"

"It's a rare trip to the outskirts, I want to get off the car and walk around." Jiang Cheng replied.

It can be seen that the driver complained about the two getting off here. No people or cars were encountered on the road. The location is remote and there is no chance to pull another group of guests.

I'm afraid the empty car will be returned to the city.

But fortunately, the money paid by the customer was fairly kind, and the driver's ugly expression turned slightly.

When he got out of the car, Jiang Cheng suddenly turned around and asked, "What is the name of your missing friend?"

The driver lowered his head and counted the money the fat man had paid for several times before reluctantly replied: "Qin Dongguo."

After closing the door, the taxi drove away in a hurry, leaving only Jiangcheng watching the car leave, and a fat man with big eyes and small eyes.

"Doctor," the fat man looked around and asked, "Where is this? Don't we want..."

"No." Jiang Cheng retracted his gaze.

He took the phone out of his pocket, and after waiting for a while, he sent a message. Since leaving the taxi, the chill on the fat man's body has subsided a lot, and the sun is shining on him, warm.

Inside and outside the car, it seems like two seasons.

As if thinking of something, the fat man stared at the doctor while holding his arm, and he hesitated for a long while before he said: "Doctor," he whispered, "That driver was so strange just now."

He has become accustomed to the doctor’s silent attitude, so he looked at the direction of the taxi’s disappearance, and continued: “He also knew too much about the disappearance of his friend, and he also said that the police had passed on the next day. Here comes news..."

He licked his lips, raised his head and asked in confusion: "This kind of matter is kept secret until the truth is revealed, and besides, he is just an ordinary person. Is it really necessary for the police to notify him?"

Putting down the phone, Jiang Cheng looked up at the fat man. The things covered in his eyes made him a little uncomfortable. "Doctor, just tell me what you want." The fat man rolled his throat, "You look at me and my back hurts."

"Continue," Jiang Cheng said calmly: "What else?"

"Nothing." The fat man thought for a while, "That driver just feels weird to me, but... it really makes me say it, but I can't tell how strange it is."

The fat man scratched his head, "Intuition."

"brush--"

An off-road vehicle drove in the distance, and then galloped past the two of them, unceremoniously raising a piece of dust, and the fat man hurriedly covered his nose and mouth.

Slowly, this long-silent road began to lively, and more and more cars began to pass by, and even some motorcycles, with vegetables and various small commodities almost as tall as a person behind them, tied with ropes. Several laps.

When passing in front of them, the engine roared overwhelmedly, and the driver was wearing a helmet with a layer of gauze.

I want to come back as a vendor who transports goods to the city in the early morning to sell.

After a few seconds, the fat man seemed to realize something, and his pupils suddenly tightened.

Seeing people passing by, Jiang Cheng let out a long sigh, and slowly said with a fat man's unpredictable voice: "It's getting lively again..."

The gloomy mood flashed in Fatty's eyes, and he finally grasped the origin of the strange feeling, more precisely, smelled the smell.

It's a nightmare.

It's the smell of nightmares!

The weird feeling pervading the driver is like those moody, insidious and cunning NPCs he faces in a nightmare~www.wuxiamtl.com~.

There are... ghosts hidden in it.

But... how come?

Isn't this the real world?

And... and they just came out of the doctor's consultation room, the sun was still hanging in the sky, the sun...the sun was there, and they didn't fall asleep.

He raised his head, the dazzling light almost made him unable to open his eyes, there was wind blowing in his ears, and everything around him was real and could not be real.

All this...what is going on?

Too much messy information entangled in his mind, and he had a feeling that he had caught a key part of it, but in the next second, that feeling suddenly disappeared.

It was like catching a cloud of fog.

After an unknown period of time, there was a quiet but very clear information prompt interrupting the fat man's thoughts. He turned his head and looked at the doctor with a gaze for verification.

Picking up the phone, Jiang Cheng received a WeChat voice.

"Doctor Jiang," Pi Ruan's voice is still so energetic, "I asked my friend to check the license plate number you sent. It is a rental license plate. The driver disappeared three days ago. The case has not been solved. The car is still there. The police department’s trace inspection team is holding it."

"Right," Pi Ruan seemed to think of something, and said cheerfully, "I sent you the driver's information."

After clicking on it, there was a series of data. The driver's name was Qin Dongguo, a native of Rongcheng. As if he was searching for something, Jiangcheng flicked the screen, and the data kept declining.

Until... a photo appeared on the screen.

Jiang Cheng paused with his fingers in midair.

As soon as he leaned over and saw the photo clearly, the fat man's expression began to become weird, and the next second, there was a "buzz" in his mind.