ghost craftsman

Chapter 170
Looking at all this before me, my scalp went numb, my whole body trembled, my brain went blank, and my eyes were fixed on the young man lying in a pool of blood.

Su Xiaoman was so frightened that her face turned pale in a flash, her lips turned black, she clutched me tightly, and tremblingly said: "Master...senior brother, this...this...this...."

I came back to my senses, swallowed, patted her arm, suppressed the fear in my heart, and said tremblingly, "It's nothing, it's nothing, don't be afraid!"

Although I said this, I was actually scared to death in my heart. If Su Xiaoman and I were sitting in this seat at this time, we would be the ones who died at this time, and if Lin Fan hadn't told me all this, I...I...I Not daring to continue thinking about it, his legs were trembling non-stop.

At this moment, I only have one thought in my mind, Lin Fan is not simple.

Just when I was in a daze, the train station was forced to stop, and the carriage we were in was even more chaotic, with all kinds of screams. Fortunately, the police officers on the train were extremely effective. Then more than [-] policemen came over, invited the people in the whole car out, and arranged us passengers to stand in the sleeper car.

This process seemed busy for about an hour. During this period, I was in a state of confusion, mainly because I felt that this matter was too abrupt and incredible.

When I came to the sleeper car, I pulled Su Xiaoman to stand near the door.

At first, those passengers seemed to ignore our existence because of their panic. After they calmed down, many people cast strange glances at us.

I understand what they mean, since I got on this train, Su Xiaoman and I have been standing, causing many people to point and point at us, and now that this happened, many of them suspected that I had tampered with my seat .

Of course, some people said that we have the ability of prophets. Suddenly, the whole car was discussing the two of us, but I just ignored their words and didn't pay much attention to them.

When the marshals came to inquire, those people directly told the matter.

When the marshal heard about this, he didn't take any extra action at all, and led us directly to an office on the train.

The office is quite small, but it looks quite cozy. The person in charge of questioning us was a 37-year-old marshal with a square face and a pair of deep eyes staring at us.

"Sit!" The marshal made a gesture of invitation to me.

I took advantage of the situation and sat down. Su Xiaoman didn't dare to sit down because of fear. She stood behind me, holding my collar tightly with both hands.

As soon as I sat down on my side, the policeman said: "Listen to the people in the car, since you got on the car, you haven't taken your seat. I don't know, little brother, can you tell me the reason?"

I thought about it, and quickly explained: "Before we got on the bus, someone told us not to sit in the seat, saying that something would happen to that seat."

When he heard this, he frowned, and asked again: "In that case, why didn't you stop Liu Xu?"

Hearing these words, I immediately understood that this Liu Xu should be the young man with dark green hair dyed earlier, and said anxiously: "I stopped him, he insisted on taking a seat, and even took my ticket away."

As I said that, I quickly added, "How is he?"

"Dead!" The police officer replied, glanced at me meaningfully, and said softly, "One of them died in seat 8 of carriage 47."

Car No. 8, 47 seats?

I was taken aback. At the beginning, Lin Fan wrote a total of three numbers, which were 985, 847, and 986. Now, one of the 8 seats in carriage 47 also died. Could it be that Lin Fanzhen's calculations were so accurate?
Just as I was in a daze for a while, the marshal asked me some more questions, basically asking where we were going and where we were from.I told the truth one by one, and in the end, the marshal didn't know what was going on, he kept staring at me with deep eyes and didn't speak.

Being stared at by him like this made my heart pound, I didn't speak, and kept staring at him.

"Okay, you guys stay here temporarily. After the train arrives at the station, you have to cooperate with me to go to the local police station to make a statement. Also, I have a personal question to ask you." Cigarette, handed me one, and then lit one by myself.

I took the cigarette, lit it, took a deep breath, and heard the marshal say: "Do you understand six-yao arithmetic?"

I shook my head and said, "I don't understand!"

He let out a groan, a look of disappointment flashed across his face, he got up slowly, patted my shoulder hard, and said something inexplicable, he said: "Little brother, your life is really great."

After speaking, he backed out and closed the door again.

As soon as the policeman left, Su Xiaoman immediately asked me nervously: "Brother, will they... say that we killed that person."

To be honest, I have no idea. If I had known this kind of thing would happen, I would not have taken this train.However, there is nothing in the world that I knew earlier.

At that moment, I shook my head, and told her, probably not, and made her not nervous.

About half an hour later, the train started slowly again.

When the train arrived at Hengyang Station, it was already 9:[-] noon the next day. We were led by the marshal to the police station. In the police station, we both made a statement, and we didn’t know what happened. Those police officers took a copy of our ID cards and said that we were not allowed to leave Hengyang in Hengyang for a short period of time. Once there was any progress, the two of us had to be on call. The two were released.

After walking out of the police station, looking at the busy traffic in front of me, I suddenly felt a little cold behind my back. I only thought that Lin Fanshi was a god, but Su Xiaoman said, we owed Lin Fan two lives, and we must thank him in person when we have the opportunity to go to Guangzhou she.

I agree with Su Xiaoman's statement.

The two of us didn't stay in Hengyang for a long time. We went directly to the bus station around 11 o'clock in the afternoon that day and bought two direct bus tickets to Nanping Town.

It was about 2 o'clock in the afternoon, and we finally arrived at Nanping Town.

Even though I have only been away for a few days, to me, it seems like a century has passed. Looking at the familiar town in front of me, I led Su Xiaoman directly to the coffin shop.

What made me frown was that when we returned to the coffin shop, the door was closed tightly. I walked over, raised my hand and knocked on the door a few times, and shouted, "Mrs. Qin, I'm back."

No one answered.

After knocking seven or eight times in a row, there was still no response.

This made me a little angry, this Qin Laosan is too unreliable!Before I left, that guy promised well, saying that he would definitely help me look after the coffin shop, so he could watch with the door closed like this.

I cursed secretly, suddenly remembered something, and asked Su Xiaoman, "What day is it today?"

(End of this chapter)