Chapter 124: Escape the Secret Train (18)

The crow couldn't help looking back at the moment the door was closed in the sixth car.
The owl who remained there sat obediently, his head bowed, and Liu Hai covered most of his face. But faintly, the crow seemed to see the black stud on the ear of the owl shining with a strange light.
The light was not eye-catching, only for a moment.
Then the door was closed and the owl was forever isolated behind a door, and the crow gave birth to a terrible feeling of-this is farewell.
Perhaps the crow's mood was really too low. The black cat cared about him in particular, reached out and held the crow's hand, and dragged it tightly in his palm, but the crow was unaware and was pulled by him.
The foremost evil wolf was unaware of the small movements of the crow and the black cat, or even if he noticed it, he didn't care. He has been uncomfortably covering his chest, he feels very suffocated, the chest feels like he can't breathe in a single breath, and he can't stop there.
This happened after the owl in compartment 7 died.
Strange, why is this happening? It's not just a dead guy, and it's hard to say if that guy is alive.
But it's so uncomfortable.
The vicious wolf trembled, presumably because of the weird suffocation in his chest, and he began to feel hot, with cold sweat on his forehead. The suffocation was lingering, almost causing his brain to start being hypoxic. He walked halfway and supported the sofa cushion next to him, then turned back to the crow and the black cat and said:
"I'm going to the toilet."
After the evil wolf spoke, he didn't care how the crows and others reacted, stumbling into the toilet in compartment 6 with a pale face. As soon as he entered, he closed the door, opened the faucet in the sink, and started washing his face with water indiscriminately. His hair was a little long and scattered, but the wolf didn't care.
A mirror hung on the wall above the sink, and the evil wolf raised his head and looked at himself in the mirror.
ugly. The disfigured face of that half seemed to be possessed by some terrible devil, so the cheek of the devil appeared on the half of the face of the evil wolf, occupying something important inside him, devouring him little by little Dropped, until he himself began to look beyond recognition.
The evil wolf couldn't help but stroked his long hair and blocked his ugly face with his hair.
He hates his face ... no no no! It should be said that he abhors himself.
Obviously there is no memory, but this kind of disgust and disgust also surrounds the evil wolf's heart, just like the thorns that cling to his heart. It is untouchable and suffocating.
In compartment 6, the evil wolf has been squatting in the toilet for a long time, and the black cat and crow are not idle. They squatted in front of the connecting door of compartment 6 and began to check the information on the door.
[Birds with broken wings cannot fly]
[Like the walking dead]
[The murderer who killed the wolf also came here]
[And put the winged bird in the trunk]
Car No. 6 is a double car, so it is very clean without any mess, snacks, or inexplicable luggage or other belongings. So the only trunk in this compartment is very conspicuous. It is placed somewhere on the luggage rack, a very large black trunk.
This suitcase is also familiar to look at, at least the crow is very familiar. When the black cat easily removed the suitcase from the shelf, he suddenly remembered that he had indeed seen this suitcase-in In the compartment he just woke up in, compartment 13! The box containing the body!
It is exactly the same as the suitcase in front of me.
The black cat opened the suitcase calmly, so big, there was only a small, little ... corpse of an owl! It was a real, black owl with its wings pulled down, and it looked like it was broken, but the main cause of death was not this.
This owl had its eyes and neck cut off.
There was also a small key on the owl's beak, which seemed to be the key to compartment 6.
The crow suddenly couldn't help covering his mouth. He had a disgusting feeling, his stomach was rolling, but it seemed like he couldn't spit out anything. He was so uncomfortable that he had to squat down.
"Are you all right?" The black cat talked a bit more, and asked him worried.
"Those animal carcasses ... those carcasses ..." The crow trembled. "Yu shows the cause of our death."
The black cat looked at the poor little owl in the trunk, nodded, and said, "It seems, indeed."
The two were silent for a while. The black cat didn't talk much at the moment, and the crow didn't feel much to say at this moment. Then the crow reluctantly raised his head and said to the black cat: "I'll open the door, you call the evil wolf out. ?"
The black cat looked at the crow for a long time before answering, "OK."
Car No. 6 is easy to go through once. Car No. 5 is not so easy. Now the crows are a little scared. He thinks that these cars are like the mouths of beasts starving to death. If you go in, there will always be people planted in it. inside.
He was full of fear, but had to move forward.
There are only three crows, black cats, and bad wolves. The crow knew that one of the three was definitely the one who killed the owl. The black cat that originally thought it was a wolf, but now feels silent has also looked suspicious.
No, no, there is nothing I haven't found.
The crow felt uneasy somewhere in his heart. He couldn't even believe what he saw, and what he judged, just as it was written on the note—don't believe anyone, including himself.
The crow entered the No. 5 carriage with fear and impatience. It was as dirty and messy as all the odd models. The only thing that looked a little different was the clock on the wall of the No. 5 carriage.
This clock does not have a second hand, only a minute hand and an hour hand. The hour hand is exactly in the middle of the two numbers 4 to 5, and the minute hand is at the 6 position, indicating that the current time is 4:30 pm.
"We have one and a half hours left on this train." The crow stared at the clock for a long time and said so.
"How do you know?" The evil wolf seemed weak and weak.
The crow's voice didn't fluctuate at all, like a stereotype: "If counting from twelve o'clock ... we can only stay on this train for a maximum of six hours, from twelve to one point is an hour, one point It's two hours until two o'clock, three hours from two to three, four hours from three to four, five hours from four to five, and five from six to six ... . "
"This is really only an hour and a half." The evil wolf thought for a while. "But we are still spinning in the No. 5 carriage, and there are at least two odd-numbered carriages in front of it. In this way, time is not enough."
"Then don't waste time, let's make a quick decision."
The three people quickly came to the connecting door of No. 5 car and started to check the messages on the door, only to see the words on the door:
[There are only three people in compartment 5.]
[It's terrible, the killer is still between you]
[But time is running out]
[Let the death sentence come! 】
"What do you mean? This is even more inexplicable." After reading the magical message on the door, the evil wolf and others all looked like they didn't understand, and the crow shook his head weakly and said, "So, It would be better if we searched this compartment. "
Fortunately, the search box has become familiar, and everyone quickly found something valuable from this messy car, but ... these valuable things ... seemed a little scary at the moment.
The black cat found a large piece of cloth. In the middle of the cloth, a round half-black half-hundred yin and yang gossip was drawn, and around the gossip, it was neatly filled with numbers, letters, and various Common Chinese characters and so on.
"There is this next to this cloth-" said the wolf and took out a small white plate.
The crow understood the two things he found, and asked tentatively, "This is ... disc?"
"It looks like yes, the props that you will use to play Dish Fairy," said the evil wolf.
"We found it on a table with a drinking glass or something on it, and we lit candles. It looked like someone was sitting there playing the game before."
"Is there nothing else than this?" The crow stared at the patch, asking with a quiver of unease.
"It doesn't look like there is only in this car." The evil wolf is not in a good state of mind, but it also makes him seem to have no attack power, and he answered honestly.
The crow grew anxious. He gritted his teeth, thinking of the message on the door, and sighed, "It seems we have to play this fun game."
"Come on! I don't find it interesting at all, it's terrible." The evil wolf felt terrible. He rubbed his chest irritably, and the suffocation became stronger.
The three people had their own concerns, but the escape from the secret room still had to continue, and they had little time left. As long as they wanted to leave the inexplicable train, they couldn't stop their footsteps.
So they took the place left by those who played the dish fairy, and sat there again, and relaid the cloth full of various characters, and put the small white dish in the middle of the black and white gossip. s position.
"Have any of you played this game?" Crow frowned and asked, "I mean, what kind of preparation does it need?"
The evil wolf supported his chin with one hand, and was even weaker: "I have only heard of turning off the lights and lighting the candles. In short, it creates an atmosphere that scares people to death."
"I'll turn off the lights." The black cat took the initiative and stood up to find the light switch.
So only the crow and the wolf were sitting face to face.
The crow reached for a lighter and re-lighted the unburned candles. During this period, he couldn't help but observe the evil wolf sitting opposite him. The face of the evil wolf looked a little shy under the dim candle light, although he Looking at the laziness, there is no vitality at all.
"You don't look well. Isn't it uncomfortable?" Raven asked him suddenly.
The evil wolf raised his eyelid and glanced at him, sneer: "You care about me? It's interesting."
The crow squinted his eyes, glanced down at the lighted candle in his hand, the flames moved slightly, reflecting the pale palms of the crow, he said: "I just want to tell you something."
"What's the matter?" The evil wolf was absent-minded.
"I found a wonderful pattern on your arm ... well, something like a tattoo."
The vicious wolf finally seemed to be attracted, glancing at the crow. There is indeed a tattoo of a flower on the arm of the wolf. It is a flower called 'love flower'. It is patterned on the inside of the arm of the left hand of the wolf. The wolf does not have much impression of this tattoo. After all, the memory is gone. Where do I know myself? When did you get tattooed? But the crow would know that it might be inadvertently rolled up its sleeves and let it be seen.
But the evil wolf asked thoughtfully, "What about it? Can't I tattoo?"
"That doesn't mean ..." The crow lowered his head slightly, he surrounded it with his own hands, surrounded the little candle on the table, the candlelight was jumping between his hands, and the expression on the crow's face was strange. As if smiling, he said, "I've seen this tattoo on other people ... it's exactly the same."
The evil wolf suddenly widened his eyes, raised his head and stared at the crow tightly, and asked in a low tone, "Who, who is it?"
At this time, the lights of the entire compartment were turned off, and darkness suddenly came down. On the table with only the crow table, the candlelight was jumping.
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