Director Zhao Ming left, and the meeting was naturally over.

This time, it was a game that obviously didn't require teamwork, so they went back to their dorms.

After Li Chen returned to the dormitory, he turned on the computer and uploaded the story just now through the company's thriller novel network.

The second ghost story began to be "conceived" in his mind, and he gradually fell asleep.

The next day, morning meeting.

"Tell me, do you have an idea?"

Zhao Ming twisted his neck, waiting for everyone's reply.

"Report to the boss, I have!" said

the female player, ID Chayu raised her hand.

Once, I worked late at the company because of work, and it was already late at night when I left the company.

It was dark and windy.

Because I was reluctant to take a taxi, I stood at the bus stop and waited for a long time before waiting for the No. 15 bus, and after getting on the bus, I glanced at the time, 22:56, it was already the last bus.

I called it a fluke, and quickly found a seat in the back, and there were a total of five passengers on the bus, except for the bus driver and the conductor.

A young couple, an elderly woman, a middle-aged woman, and one was me.

The car was quickly launched, driving from the city to the suburbs, with the occasional car on the road at first, and almost no pedestrians or vehicles in the back of the road as it entered the more remote sections.

The night was even quieter, and the few people who were still talking quietly closed their mouths, and all they could hear was the roar of the engine.

I had been driving like this for a long time, and suddenly, the bus driver yelled and woke up the tired crowd.

"It's so annoying, there is usually no one, why did someone suddenly appear here today, and they didn't stand in front of the platform!" said

the bus driver and slapped the steering wheel, making everyone tremble.

"Forget it, don't be angry, it's so cold outside, maybe people don't want to move around much, anyway, it's the last trip. The

conductor persuaded.

The bus driver nodded and parked the car on the side of the road.

The door opened, and two people came up, no, three to be exact.

Because there was still one of them in the middle of the two, who seemed to be drunk, and they didn't say a word after getting into the car, and the person who was being held was even more disheveled, hanging his head all the time.

The other two were dressed in white mourning clothes and had pale faces. Everyone was frightened and nervous, and only the driver continued to drive forward.

Seeing that everyone was a little nervous, one of them apologized, and then said in a hoarse voice:

"I'm sorry, a good friend of ours died in a car accident, and he was mourned in the middle of the night, so he wore it like this, and because it was too late, he didn't have time to change."

"My brother has fainted because he is so sad, sorry to disturb everyone.

After speaking, he pointed to the person who was between the two.

When everyone heard him say this, they all said that they could understand and regained their calm.

The old woman sitting across from the three of them still looked nervous, and began to look left and right, as if looking for something.

It was a long time to drive peacefully, and it was getting darker and darker, and I didn't even hear the sound of an animal along the way, not to mention people.

The young couple also got off the train at the previous stop, and the driver, the conductor, and the middle-aged woman chatted happily.

Suddenly, the old woman stood up and came to me, insisting that I had stolen her things, and beat and scolded me.

I obviously didn't do anything, and I was afraid of the other party's age and couldn't argue with her fiercely, and my face turned red.

Suddenly, I remembered a supernatural incident I had heard before, which was also bus No. 15, and it was also late at night.

After a few people in fancy clothes got into the car, an old lady wronged another young man, saying that he had stolen something.

The two got out of the car arguingly, and the young man was still a little impatient.

But the old lady said, "What do you know, I saved your life, and the three people who just got in the car are not people! they are ghosts!"

The young man was a little disdainful, what age is it, the son is silent, and he is about to leave.

Old lady: "It's okay if you don't believe me, let me finish talking!" the young man stood still.

The old lady continued: "I had doubts as soon as they got in the car, so I kept looking back at them. Coincidentally, it may have been because the wind blowing in through the window allowed me to see everything. The wind blew the two people in cheongsams down, and saw that they had no legs at all!

" Seeing that the old lady swore so confidently, the young man was also a little unconfident, and broke out in a cold sweat, and said,

"Then what should I do?"

"Call the police!" said the old lady.

The next day, the young man saw on television that the car he was sitting in had been involved in an accident at a reservoir hundreds of kilometers away, and several deeply decomposed bodies were found in the car after salvage.

There was no oil in the tank at all, it was full of bright red blood, and the bus couldn't drive that long.

The young man immediately realized that I was afraid that what the old lady said was true, that he had really hit a ghost last night

! Thinking of this, I was a little nervous, and carefully looked at the people who had just gotten into the car, and found that their faces were extremely pale, and they did not look like living people at all, and I was afraid that I had also met a ghost!

So I pushed the boat down the river, and began to quarrel fiercely with the old woman, wanting to get out of the car.

After listening to it for a long time, the driver was probably a little annoyed, and he was probably afraid that something was really wrong, so he stopped the car directly.

"You two get out of the car and argue for yourselves, don't stay in the car and get in my way. "

Well, I just know that there is a police station around here, and if you have a clear conscience, young man, come with me and let the police judge you!"

said the old woman.

"Just go, who's afraid of whom! If you

haven't done it, you haven't done it!" I responded strongly, and I also praised the driver's divine assistance in my heart, but unfortunately I couldn't save the driver, but I will call a professional.

So the old woman and I got out of the car.

"Did you find anything, old woman?" I asked quickly, wondering if it was really what he thought.

"What do you say, young man?" came

the old woman's voice in a gloomy voice, and just as a cold wind blew through the hem of the old woman's clothes.

The cold gave me goosebumps, but my heart was completely cold, because of the old lady's lower body.

No legs

! It's over! The old lady is the ghost!

Zhao Ming applauded, and the other street writers also applauded when they saw this, and the office was filled with warm applause.

"Cha Yu, your idea is good, very creative, especially the final reversal, it's just a stroke of genius

!" Zhao Ming did not hesitate to encourage himself, and the facts have also proved that appropriate reprimand is also effective! "Thank

you for the compliment, I will continue to work hard!" Cha Yu smiled happily and raised his right hand to cheer himself up.

She must clear the customs!

"Kill the dragon, do you have any surprises?"

Zhao Ming turned around and asked Li Chen.

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