Chapter 649 Number Zero

"When we proposed to join, the player named Qiangwei raised his hand against it. If you go back to him now, will he believe your words?" Li Guoer didn't understand why Han Fei went back: "They are a group, It will definitely be biased towards our own people."

"That Qiangwei is very rational. He made the choice not because of feelings, but to maximize the interests of everyone. I don't need him to help me. I just tell him what F did and let him judge for himself. "Han Fei always feels that the group of game participants in Perfect Life is very special. They are different from the aborigines in the city, as if they came here specially from other places.

"I still think it's very risky to do this." Li Guoer followed Han Fei: "If you insist on going back, then we'd better hurry up, make a time difference, and don't be blocked by F and the others."

"Let's take a taxi." When Han Fei passed the corner of the street, he noticed a black taxi slowly approaching from a distance, like an unmanned hearse, looking for its owner.

"Do you think your life is too long?" Li Guoer refused repeatedly, and the ugly cat in Han Fei's backpack also meowed, trying to escape.

"Walk back normally, time is too tight." Han Fei covered his heart: "More importantly, I want to verify some ideas."

"Verify what?"

"That F seems to have the ability to predict the future, and I seem to have the ability to predict death. Whenever death is approaching, I will feel extremely scared and terrified." Han Fei walked to the side of the road and waved towards the distance: "But I am watching I didn’t feel scared when I arrived in this black taxi, I’m not afraid, that means I won’t die, since I won’t die, why can’t I take it?”

After Li Guoer heard Han Fei's words, he couldn't find a reason to refute for a while: "I said that the person who predicted the future was abnormal, and your illness is no different from his."

Black taxis drive on the streets late at night, like a lone boat floating on the Styx, waiting for those predestined people who are eager to reincarnate.

I didn't see how the vehicle was approaching, but it had already parked next to Han Fei. There was a strange sound of "Gaden" and "Gaden" coming from the dark car, which made people feel very uncomfortable.

"Get in the car!" Han Fei opened the door, and a strange smell came out of the car, and it was impossible to tell what the smell was.

"No, are you sure you don't think about it anymore?"

Li Guoer was fine, at least he could fight, but the ugly cat in Han Fei's backpack could only whine, and Han Fei threw him into the taxi without any strength left to resist.

"Okay, I'll trust you again." Li Guoer also got into the car and sat in the back seat.

After Li Guoer got into the car, Han Fei opened the front door of the taxi. He seemed to sit directly in the co-pilot's seat in order to communicate better with the driver and create a better experience.

"Go to Perfect Life B&B, please drive faster, we are in a hurry." When Han Fei spoke, he kept paying attention to his physical condition, his heart was beating steadily, and his brain did not feel any fear.

Compared with Han Fei's calmness, the taxi driver seemed a little restless. He was holding the steering wheel tightly with both hands, his index finger trembling slightly, and his face was pale and bloodless.

"Perfect life... Homestay..." The driver repeated the address intermittently, as if he would fall ill at any time. Sitting in this man's car, he felt like he was going camping with Death.

Li Guoer grabbed Han Fei's backpack tightly. She tried to push the car door, but the door was locked, and now she had to smash the window if she wanted to leave.

Without further communication, the driver had already started the car.

The pitch-black taxi was driving in the dark night. This driver seemed to be driving for the first time. He was gripping the steering wheel with both hands, his shirt was soaked in sweat, and his gaze was erratic. to the electronic watch in the car.

"Master, you'd better drive carefully and don't distract yourself." Han Fei had the sharp knife called companionship hidden in his sleeve. If the driver was disobedient, he could only accompany him in another way.

"Okay, I know... By the way, where are you going?"

"Perfect Life B&B, if you don't know the way, I can show you the way." When he came, Han Fei had already memorized the route, and he seemed to have a map in his mind. Slow to fill full.

"No, I know the way." Apart from looking abnormal, the driver didn't have any other problems. At least his driving skills were pretty good, and he didn't drive in the wrong direction.

Sitting in the car, Han Fei looked at the buildings on both sides. It was the first time he saw the city shrouded in night from this angle, and he had a strange feeling of running into a horror movie.

After passing two intersections, the driver's legs slowly began to shake. He glanced at the electronic watch: "Perfect Life B&B, I know that place, you want to go to Perfect Life, right?"

"Yes."

"Perfect Life B&B, Perfect Life B&B..." The driver kept repeating the location, and when the green light came on, he stepped on the accelerator to choose a road and drove straight there.

"Ahem!" Li Guoer coughed a few times in the back row, then took out her mobile phone and handed it to Han Fei: "Someone texted you, asking if you're going home for dinner tonight?"

A little confused, Han Fei took the phone and clicked on the text message. On it was a message edited by Li Guoer himself—the stench came from under the back seat, and there was still blood stains on the edge of the seat cushion. The back seat should be dead. Extraordinary, look at the video below, the mobile phone is not very clear.

Han Fei swiped down, and he saw the video Li Guoer just shot.

The other party probably wanted to use their mobile phone to see what was under the seat, so they sneaked their mobile phone under the seat to take pictures.

After turning off the sound in advance, Han Fei calmly clicked on the video.

A few seconds of video was played quickly, and it was pitch black under the seat, making it impossible to see anything clearly.

"The smell is indeed coming from under the seat." Han Fei checked it several times, and finally found something unusual. Under Li Guoer's seat, there was a small piece of fuzzy white.

"I'm with you, why should I go home for dinner?" The video on the phone was unclear, Han Fei turned his head and said a line casually. When he returned the phone to Li Guoer, he looked under the seat.

A man's head was stuck under the dark back seat, his eyes were wide open, and his face was covered in blood.

"Tell her that I still have important tasks to do next, so I won't go back tonight and let her pay attention to safety." Han Fei has a strong foundation in lines and a stronger ability to improvise. The image of the man is deduced.

Taking back the phone, Li Guoer seemed to have understood Han Fei's hint, and put his hand into his pocket, looking very calm, but actually started to be highly vigilant.

After another intersection, the driver's cheeks were soaked with sweat. He seemed to have something wrong with his heart. He lowered his head slowly, and his mouth seemed to be dazed: "I want to go to the Perfect Life B&B. I know the way. Go to Perfect Life B&B, go to Perfect Life B&B, there is a house there, the house is full of flowers, the children are laughing and laughing, I also saw my own child, by the way, I want to pick him up from school, pick him up to blue A secret garden full of white butterflies."

The electronic watch on the taxi showed that it was 11:58 p.m., and there were only two minutes left before zero. The real anomaly in the taxi seemed to be slowly emerging.

The driver was still on the way to the Perfect Life B&B, but he muttered and began to utter some completely irrelevant words.

"My son likes to look at the ocean the most. He and his friends were sent to a place where blue flowers were blooming. Just after they were planted, a fire broke out there. When I arrived, I saw my son blooming in the flames. He The cry is like a black flower in full bloom, blooming in the hottest place, blooming in my heart..."

While the taxi driver was muttering to himself, Li Guoer in the back row found the newspaper inserted in the seat, and two gray and white photos were pasted on the old newspaper.

In one of the pictures, a fire broke out in a certain training class. In the accompanying picture, a child rolled in the fire and finally fell into the flames.

Another photo showed a taxi that had been hit and deformed. The driver and passengers were horrific, and their bodies were all mosaiced.

Out of anxiety, Li Guoer took out the newspaper, and when she saw the headlines, her heart beat faster.

"The taxi driver killed nine people in a row, just because he believed in resurrecting the dead?"

"A certain taxi driver vented his anger over the death of his child on innocent passengers. He claimed that he could give the soul of the passenger as a sacrifice to the child and help the child come back to life. He also said that there are nine different ways to resurrect the dead. He is the lowest. The one with the lowest success rate."

"In order to complete the ceremony, the man prepared nine rituals at the expense of his family and deliberately murdered eight passengers and an innocent passerby..."

Seeing this, Li Guoer's complexion has become very bad, and it just so happens that the time is midnight.

When all the time on the electronic watch was cleared and turned to zero, the driver who had been whispering suddenly seemed to be awakened, his eyes were very wide open, and he stared straight at the road ahead: "Where am I going?" Come on? Oh, I remembered, I'm going to the blue and white hobby class to pick up my son and go home!"

When the driver changed, Han Fei's brain was also strongly stimulated. All the names on his heart turned blood red, and the wish belonging to No. 11 kept echoing in his mind.

Midnight is the time when the ghost completely unleashes its power. The heart that Han Fei took off and the knife he hid in his sleeve seemed to be activated.

His heart was pounding, his blood flow was accelerating, and Han Fei's blood vessels were bulging all over his body. He felt unprecedented pain.

This pain was brought about by happiness. Han Fei felt as if twenty-two arms were tearing at his brain, trying to tear it apart completely.

The zero o'clock bell rang, one after another, and when the twelfth bell stopped, a crack seemed to be torn out in Han Fei's mind.

At that moment, he heard an extremely cold but very familiar voice.

"Number zero..."

When the strange sound sounded, Han Fei seemed to be struck by lightning. He covered his beating heart, and his body trembled violently.

Pain, excitement, despair, all kinds of emotions filled his blank brain.

When zero o'clock came, ghost time began. The driver in the driver's seat had a deadly expression on his face, and Han Fei in the passenger seat was trembling uncontrollably, biting his lips to bleed.

The two people sitting in front were all crazy, and Li Guoer, who was tricked into getting into the car, hugged the ugly and cute cat, her face was pale, and she was somewhat helpless.

"The clown had a deal with me, and the gift he gave me was my reliance on breaking the situation." With amazing perseverance, Han Fei slowly got used to the pain. He felt that after all his blood flowed into his heart, it would flow out again. Ghost blood, very shallow lines began to appear on his normal skin, as if it was some kind of evil ghost totem.

When he opened his eyes, tears flowed from the corners of his eyes. Whenever this time, he could see something that he couldn't see before.

"I still can't remember the past, but the black cloth covering my memory has been torn a small hole by the clown. Next, I will slowly expand the hole by myself, get back all the lost things, and find the true myself!"

Han Fei, who was completely blank, now knew another important piece of information—number zero.

"In the script there is a number eleven and a number four, and my own number seems to be zero."

"The number eleven seems to be the child's number in the orphanage. If you think about it this way, is it true that number four and I were also children in the orphanage?"

"Number 11 was abandoned eleven times~lightnovelpub.net~ and was sent to strange adoptive parents by the orphanage. From this aspect, it seems that the orphanage is deliberately torturing these orphans, trying to Breed them into monsters."

Through the experience on the eleventh, Han Fei deduced a lot of information.

"No. 11 built a small paradise on the roof of his house, and there is a real paradise at the end of the city. Is he implying me, the relationship between orphans and the paradise?"

Keen insight, coupled with terrifying intuition and instinct, after Han Fei grasped a clue, he would quickly deduce it along its veins.

"Could the couple who took me to the doctor also be my adoptive parents? Is it possible that they are really serial killers, and the orphanage specially found such a pair of parents for me?"

Countless guesses flashed through his mind, and Han Fei quickly thought about what he should do next: "The gift on the 11th has been accepted, and I will go to the place where the 4th is located tomorrow night as soon as possible. F can predict the future, he is likely to pass, I must speed up!"

After thinking about this, Han Fei raised his head. He found that the taxi was speeding towards an unfamiliar road. The driver seemed to be crazy and wanted to drive the taxi somewhere.

(end of this chapter)