Chapter 197 Singing and Tracking ([-])
The taxi followed Mr. Shao's car, turned left and right, fast and slow, and finally stopped in front of a newly built factory in the suburbs.

"Girl, do you really want to come here?" The taxi driver suddenly looked at Su Sansan with a look of fear.

"What's wrong?" Su Sansan asked while giving some money to the driver.

"Few people come to this place during the day, let alone at night. Why do you come here to play when you have nothing to do?" Interested in chatting with Su Sansan about the mountains.

"Huh? Could it be that this factory is not profitable? No way? This is a newly opened factory. I heard that it is still invested by foreign businessmen, so the efficiency will definitely not be bad!" Su Sansan casually made up nonsense with the driver.

"Hey, it's not that the benefits are not good, but that there are unclean things in this place." The taxi driver said to Su Sansan mysteriously.

"What? It won't be so evil, right?" Although Su Sansan said she was brave, her heart began to beat. It was such a dark day, such a big factory building, and Su Sansan also knew that this was Mr. Shao's laboratory. The things that mutate the dead bodies in the mortuary all come from here, and I just followed here rashly. Aren't I afraid of encountering those living dead who suddenly revived again?
"Why not evil? Few people come here during the day, and there are few workers working here. Do you think it is possible for dozens of people to work in such a large factory?" asked the taxi driver.

"It shouldn't be possible. There must be at least a thousand people in such a large factory!" Su Sansan also felt that something was wrong when she heard that there were only a few dozen people working here.

"That's right, it's not that they don't recruit people, but that no one wants to come." The taxi driver said in a low voice, "The wages offered by this factory are twice as high as those in other places. Why hasn't anyone come here?" Are you willing to come? Because this place is not clean, especially at night, there are often strange noises, and you can also see the beating of black shadows. By the way, several workers have disappeared here before. Residents nearby said that sometimes they can hear miserable things late at night. The tearing sound can sometimes smell a stench. I said girl, you better not go, I will take you back again, don’t worry, I won’t charge you when you go back.” The taxi driver kindly advised.

(End of this chapter)

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