Baishixian Road

Chapter 288 Something Big Has Happened

Somewhere in a hidden base.

Liang An was sitting upright, reporting the latest situation to his superiors.

"Contact with Observer 10 was lost 65 minutes ago, the communicator could not be located, the signal was strongly interfered, and the observer's last report was at 5:[-]."

"At the same time, Observer No. 100, who was about 52 meters away from the observation point, saw that Observer No. 65 boarded the ghost bus!"

"According to the live broadcast of the social account 'Zuosi Squad', the anchor and two other assistants also got into this car. Get in the car and have a look. However, no matter according to the live broadcast and background data, there is no record of anyone tipping."

"Currently the incident has been defined as 'major level'."

The principals on both sides of the conference table were thinking at this moment.

"Did Observer 52 find anything else?"

"No, the bus disappeared after driving away. It was extremely fast and could not be tracked. It should have entered another dimension."

"Continue to try to contact Observer 65 and ensure uninterrupted calls."

"clear."

"In addition, arrange for processing personnel to rush over there as soon as possible, and conduct inspections at various stations along the way."

The emergency meeting is over.

Liang An took the documents and left quickly, his expression extremely serious.

This event has exceeded expectations from the very beginning.

Apparently, the live streaming team with the social account 'Death Squad' was confused by some mysterious force and got into the car because of greed.

Observer No. 65, namely Xu Mo, believed that he saw the three people getting into the car and wanted to pull them down, so he also got into the car.

As soon as he got on, the ghost bus closed the door and drove away.

In addition, Xu Mo was also on the phone at the time.

At this time, someone from the technical department had already found out the phone number of the last call, and it was a person named Zhang Daixin.

"Liangtou, I have verified that Zhang Daixin was rescued in the Qingshui Temple incident. It should be because Xu Mo rescued her, and she likes to investigate strange events, so they became friends with each other. According to Zhang Daixin, she saw the live broadcast , accidentally found Xu Mo from the camera, and then called to inquire, but during the call, the signal seemed to be interfered, and then hung up automatically."

"What about the hangup time?"

"Nine minutes past zero."

"And Xu Mo was still on the phone at that time. It seemed that something strange had affected the call. The person who was talking to him was actually a ghost."

Liang An has a big head.

This is very troublesome.

Although the existence of weirdness is a secret that cannot be made public, and the number is rare, normal people will never encounter it in their lifetime.

But once encountered, the consequences are also very terrifying.

According to what they know, the probability of a normal person encountering weird events is [-]%.

That's a three-in-a-thousand chance.

Out of a thousand people, 97 people will never meet once in their lifetime.

There are also several levels of encounters with strange events.

From level one to level four, there are four 'contact levels'.

The first level is very low, which is equivalent to seeing it occasionally without actually making contact.

Second-level contact is slightly more serious, and it belongs to actual contact, such as having touched a ghost and sharing the same room.

The third-level contact belongs to the serious level. One is being targeted by a ghost, and then the number of contact is more than one, and the degree of contact is deeper, such as being upper body by a ghost, which belongs to the third-level contact.

As for the highest level of four-level contact, this has something to do with the degree of danger of the weird, and it is drawn into the special dimension of the weird.

According to the experience of the special affairs handling team over the years, the mortality rate of primary and secondary contact is very low, at most about [-]%.

As long as the luck is not particularly bad, you will not die.

The mortality rate of third-degree contact is about 50.00%, which belongs to life and death, each accounting for half.

Also okay.

The mortality rate of fourth-degree exposure is 90.00% nine point nine.

Basically dead.

The reason why it is not [-]% is that it must be scientifically rigorous, that is, the possibility of existence must be retained.

But anyone with a discerning eye knows that as long as it is a fourth-level contact, it is basically hopeless.

There were very few fourth-level contacts in the past, but every time they were completely wiped out, sometimes even the corpses could not be found.

It can be seen how terrifying it is.

However, there are probably a few incidents of fourth-level contact a year, and sometimes it doesn't even happen once a year, so it is still within the acceptable range.

But as people on the special task force, they will not give up any glimmer of hope.

Especially this time, outside observers were also involved.

Observers are temporary workers.

Soon Liang An had a short video conference through his mobile phone.

The "Pollution Treatment Team" will be able to arrive at City X in about 10 minutes.

"Everyone, record the time. It is now 21:[-] in the morning. The incident is defined as a level [-] contact. We all know the degree of danger of this level of contact. Yes, we can avoid the risk and not deal with it, but this weirdness will not disappear. , One day, it will appear again, and no one can predict what it will look like and what form it will appear in, so as long as possible, we must eliminate the danger at all costs, this is our duty."

"This time four contacts are missing, one of them is our observer, and the two hours after the incident is the golden period. I hope that people can be rescued. Now, start to act immediately."

Silent night.

Most people fall asleep after a busy day, but in this world, there are still a group of people who are racing against time and playing games with weirdness.

Of course, Xu Mo didn't know about these things.

At this moment, he was on the bus, still holding the phone.

The phone call was not interrupted, but Zhang Daixin's voice turned into a weird smile.

That sound was scary.

Obviously, this was not Zhang Daixin at all, Xu Mo knew very well that he ignored her, but he didn't hang up either.

Then Xu Mo glanced at the carriage.

Sure enough, it looked like a bus from the last century. All the facilities inside were extremely outdated. In the compartment, there was only a dim light near the front driver's cab, and an advertisement for a male hospital was pasted on the assistant.

Xu Mo remembered that this hospital seemed to have been closed for several years.

Much of the carriage was dark.

In particular, there seemed to be a layer of fog in the carriage, so people farther away could only see a rough outline.

Xu Mo wanted to find out which bastard interfered with the phone call, pretending to be Zhang Daixin and laughing strangely inside.

I found it, and I had to clean up the ups and downs.

At this time, the live trio who got into the car over there were obviously also in a panic.

"What's going on? Why did the barrage on the background of the live broadcast become like this?"

A somewhat chubby boy looked frightened.

Holding the phone, I don't know what I saw.

The same is true for the other two people, a man and a woman: "Didn't it mean that someone rewarded tens of thousands? Why is it gone? Why did everyone's comments become the same, become... you will die?"

"Get out of the car, there's something wrong with this car."

"It can't be a real ghost bus, oh shit, I thought it was just an ordinary last bus, and I didn't see it clearly when I got on it just now."

"Yeah, I also thought someone was playing a prank."

One of the young girls shouted to the driver to stop.

But the driver didn't turn his head, and the other passengers in the car were also motionless, with cold and expressionless faces.

This eerie atmosphere is definitely a good medicine for constipation.

Those who are timid and happen to want to go to the bathroom will probably have to pull out their trouser pockets.

Xu Mo glanced out of the car window at this time.

It was pitch black.

There is no light.

It was like driving into a tunnel without lights.

Headlights?

There is, but it is dim and can only illuminate a few meters in front. It is obvious that the driver is driving blindly.

Xu Mo opened his eyes of spiritual vision, looked outside, and frowned.

It seems to see something.

Originally, he planned to make the driver stop forcibly, but at this moment, he didn't do it.

Instead, walk back and calm down the three live trio who have fallen into fear and made a little madness.

"Stop arguing, let me ask you, who told you to come up?"

Xu Mo asked.

When the three saw Xu Mo, they remembered.

"You, are you the one who was waiting at the bus stop?"

"Why did you come up?"

Xu Mo was speechless: "I saw you coming up and wanted to pull you down, but as soon as I got in the car, they closed the door."

It may be that normal people were found, so the three calmed down a little.

Then they told Xu Mo that they were live broadcasting normally before, but they didn't notice when the car came. They just saw that someone in the background of the live broadcast suddenly swiped a huge amount of gifts and asked them to get on the car and live broadcast.

He also said that after getting in the car, more gifts will be swiped.

"It turned out that there were no presents at all!" The fat boy almost cried in fright.

Of course, it may also be that it is uncomfortable to find that there is no gift.

"By the way, our live broadcast is still on, call the police, call the police." Another little clever ghost also reacted at this time, and hurriedly took out his phone to call the police number.

Xu Mo didn't stop him.

But he knew it wouldn't work.

This is no longer the original world.

It's a bit like some kind of weird field.

Xu Mo understands this very well. When he was practicing the dead scriptures, he was trapped in the ghost land of the dead scriptures for more than 100 years.

No matter how strange things were, they wouldn't be a big deal to Xu Mo.

Also similar to 'Lightless Ghostland'.

And no matter which one it is, it is impossible to get in touch with the outside world, phone?

It's a good thing if you can't get through, and it's troublesome if you get through.

"It's done!" The boy on the phone said excitedly.

Xu Mo looked over.

The other two also looked over.

"Hey, hello, are you a demon spirit? Help, we got on a ghost bus, help us, what? What did you say? We're going to die?"

The boy's complexion suddenly turned pale, as if the phone was biting someone, and he threw the phone aside in fright.

At this time, the external speaker of the mobile phone was turned on.

There was a voice inside.

"You will die! You will die! You will die!"

The sound sounds insane.

Then the most frightening scene happened.

Those passengers in the carriage who were motionless and had a ghostly look turned their heads at this moment and looked at the four people standing in the aisle.

He opened his mouth and made a sound.

"You will die, you will die..."

(End of this chapter)