After listening to Liu Xin's words and watching her changes at this time, I instantly thought of a lot of things.
The female college girl she saw was herself, and at the last moment of her life, she witnessed the process of her own death, which was a very special experience, and it was the first time I had heard of it.
Liu Xin in front of him has lost his innocent and lovely face, and his body that has just matured like a peach has also become deformed at this time, and the bones of his upper body seem to have been crushed by heavy objects, collapsing inward, soaked in blood, and sticking to his coat.
In the quiet carriage, Liu Xin made a lot of noise, and the passengers in the surrounding rows of seats were shaking slightly, and their lowered heads vaguely meant to be raised.
"Liu Xin, calm down."
To be honest, the sudden change in the girl around me is also a huge test for my psychological endurance.
The innocent beauty suddenly turned into a bloodstained female corpse, and I kept talking to comfort her, trying to get her to stop screaming hysterically, but to little avail.
Liu Xin is like an epileptic patient who has been severely stimulated, her voice is getting sharper and sharper, and I feel deeply uneasy looking at her painful appearance.
"Mr.
Lu, tell her to shut up!
If you keep making trouble, it will be bad if you wake up a carload of people!
Feng Minglong's small half of his body was still hanging outside the seat, and the neat seat was protruding from him, which was very conspicuous.
I also knew that I couldn't let Liu Xin make trouble, so I was ruthless, reached out to cover her mouth, and hugged her with the other hand and pressed it on my chest: "It's all fake, it's all fake." ” As if holding a jade carving in his arms, this feeling is indescribable, cold, slippery, cold air pours into the body, and the yin veins automatically operate.
A low sobbing sound sounded in my arms, and I slowly let go of my hand when Liu Xin stopped making noise.
When she completely regained her composure, I looked down again, and the woman in my arms had recovered her original appearance, the blood on her body was gone, and the wound on her forehead had healed, but the glasses were leaning on the bridge of her nose, which looked a different kind of cuteness.
"Recovered?"
Feng Minglong and I were both surprised, but the girl herself didn't notice anything unusual.
She pushed me away, and with a sullen face, she moved towards the homeless man, her face looking even paler than before.
I was afraid that the girl would be provoked to cause more accidents, so I didn't ask any more questions, and looked at my coat, which was not stained with blood, and everything that had just happened was like a hallucination.
The time on Liu Xin's mobile phone was fixed at 11:10, and she saw what she looked like when she was dying, so this time is likely to be her time of death!
When a person dies, the time of the sun stops at that moment.
This is just my speculation, without any basis: "When I was at the subway station in the northern suburbs of Jiangcheng, I paid attention to the time several times, including when I was waiting for the train at the end, I also glanced at it, and the clock on the wall kept showing 11:11, and whose time was the time of death?"
Vagabond?
Feng Minglong?
Or myself?
” The freeze-frame time seemed to foreshadow the moment of death, and thinking of this, I took out my phone and looked at it: "Zero-sixteen." ” The numbers are still changing, and my time is still ticking.
"It seems that while I was hiding in the bathroom, the other people in the subway station were killed by the blood fox, and I was lucky enough to escape."
Thinking of this, I had another doubt: "At that time, there were two people in the subway station, the homeless man and Feng Minglong, and eleven points represent the time of death of which of the two of them?"
” I am more inclined to be a homeless man, because although Feng Minglong behaves very normally on his face, he once did something that still makes me shudder when I think about it now.
He had silently hid above the cubicle, watching me.
Speaking of which, my five senses have been strengthened many times, and even if an ordinary person is careful, he will be perceived by me.
But in the bathroom, in the darkness, I didn't even notice that there was another person standing next to me.
"Maybe he wasn't human anymore then."
I glanced at Feng Minglong, who was still complaining in a low voice, and another question appeared: "Why does he have a seat?"
If my expectations are correct, all the people on this train should be dead, Liu Xin was in an accident, the homeless man was probably killed by the blood fox, could Feng Minglong also be killed by the blood fox?
” "No, according to what he said at the beginning, not long after I entered the toilet, he came in to check to see if there were any passengers stranded in the toilet, and at that time he found me and kept secretly watching me in the cubicle next to me.
In that case, he must have stayed in the bathroom and not gone out, and if he did, I should be able to hear footsteps. ” The whole process is actually not complicated, but there are logical obstacles in some places, which makes it difficult for me to figure it out.
"What went wrong?
The blood fox didn't go into the toilet, and Feng Minglong and I stayed in the toilet and didn't go out, so why did he have his own seat on this train?
In other words, how did he die?
"I glanced at Feng Minglong, this person gave me a very ordinary feeling, I didn't have any suspicions about it when I first met, he behaved like a very normal subway station worker.
After Liu Xin got into the car, she did not realize the fact that she had died, she witnessed her death from the perspective of a bystander.
In other words, after death, people may act according to their memories and obsessions before death, thinking like this......"
I vaguely felt that I had captured something: "Could this Feng Minglong be dead before I entered the subway station?"
” I was taken aback by the idea that I had an eye for judgment, but in the long time I had spoken to him, I had not found anything out of place.
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"It's scary to think about!
Feng Minglong had long since died, he wandered the subway station as a ghost, and then took the initiative to find me, showing great enthusiasm, and even watched me in the cubicle for an hour, what was the purpose of his doing?
"The closer you get, the more you feel that reality.
Feng Minglong was next to me at this time, and I could clearly feel his fear and uneasiness about coming to a completely unfamiliar environment, and everything he showed was in line with his identity, which made me feel like I didn't know where to start: "I know that he has a problem, but I don't know where to think and find a breakthrough." ” "Y-What are you staring at me all the time?"
Feng Minglong was furious by my eyes and wanted to stay away from me, but because there was no extra seat, he had to look at me with a bitter face: "Everyone has their own place, why don't you look for it again?"
” "Looking for what?
To answer my question, do you bring a phone or a watch or something?
"Liu Xin's mobile phone time is fixed at eleven o'clock, this should be her death time, if I can see the time frozen on Feng Minglong's body, I can easily prove my inference.
"No, the leadership requires that in order to prevent employees from neglecting their duties during work, mobile phones are locked in the cabinet." ", why haven't I heard that there is such a rule in the subway station?"
I was about to rummage through Feng Minglong's pocket, but he helplessly raised his hand to stop him: "Why are you so unreasonable." ” "I'm for your good."
I haven't found Feng Minglong's mobile phone yet, and there is a new change in the shaking train.
In the distance, a black figure in the black hole of the carriage walked over leisurely, with seats on both sides, and the aisle was very narrow, and the figure stopped and looked left and right after walking a few steps, as if to check the number of passengers in the car.
"It's broken."
I didn't bother to verify Feng Minglong's identity, so I quickly lowered my head, relaxed my breathing, and put on the same posture as the passengers around me.
Seeing that black shadow, Feng Minglong also seemed to realize the seriousness of the matter, he desperately squeezed inward, and shrunk the small half of his body to the seat, and then lowered his head and didn't dare to say a word.
There was no sound in the carriage on October 28, and in the dead silence, the dark shadow slowly approached.
I couldn't hear the footsteps with my head down, so I could only sneak into the middle of the aisle in the dark.
The dark shadow came slowly from far and near, time passed more and more slowly, and sweat could not stop sliding down my cheeks.