Secret Constructor

Inadvertently touch the driver's hand, Gao Fei feels that his hand is cool. This is a kind of cold, it is completely not a living.

The driver master was observed on the road, but did not find any exceptions. If it is not necessary to say an abnormal, that is, his service attitude is surprisingly. That is a kind of service that is humble to the extreme, and you can't pick a loss, it seems to be afraid that he will lose customer general because of his own negligence.

Have to say, this driver master is completely averaged the service average of the entire black industry with a part of it.

Soon, the car arrived at the palace. When I get off at Gao Fei, I also specially gave the driver to a business card. The better, the night, let him pick it up.

Today is the weekend, many people in the playground. Most of them are a middle-aged man in a suit, with a wife and a child, in this era, there is a member of the entertainment life, not to say that it is a social upper person, and at least the at least the middle.

Special paradise, horror house.

From the horror house, there is a bit of Shatse shaking in the white stream, but the flying is not expressive, in short, it is very numb.

"Are you not afraid?" White stream is still a frightened appearance, two white rabbits in front of the chest.

Gao Fei really wants to tell Baizheng, this is every day, and more scary than they play. It is estimated that if several constructs give me, you can scare the staff in the horror house.

Because boys and girls don't want to pass, but sometimes you are unhappy, but it is too fast to fit. So accompany the girl coming out, this is a kind of torture for boys. The high flying tube is called, and the male woman is torture.

There is a saying on the Internet, and if the girl is not for that, then the boys actually prefer to be with boys.

In the evening, the two ended the time in the amusement park today.

At the entrance of the special paradise, Gao Fei is staring at the business card of the black car driver.

"Do you seem to have a good thing?" Bai Liu Sui smashed his head and looked at the Gao Fei of God and asked with concern.

Gao Fei Si is a moment, I feel that this thing tells the white stream. So said: "When you come, you will encounter a strange thing."

"What is the strange thing." Women are a curious life than the cat, not blended, high flee, and the white stream is immediately asked.

"I am sitting in a black car. I think the black car driver is a dead." Gao Fei said his own guess.

"How can the dead, how can the dead?" White stream Su Yi face is not credible.

There is also a little doubts in Gaofei, you can be sure that the black car driver is not a potential, but it can also be aware of the body of the black car.

In order to understand the doubts in the heart, Gao Fei is also called the phone of the black car. This time has passed the peak period of the car, I received a list of high flying a chartered, and he looked very happy. He said hello to his phone.

The curiosity of the white stream is very heavy. She called a call to come to the special paradise. He opened her car, and she went to look at it with Gao Fei.

Although the black car driver is somewhat strange, but did not bring dangerous feelings to Gao Fei, and even if the intuition is a sharp black cat sheriff, there is no dangerous breath. Because of this, the high flying ropeness will agree to bring white streams.

Johmo has waited for more than a dozen pieces, and the white van appeared in front of the high flight.

"Little brother, get on the bus." The driver is still the humble look, from the cab, personally open the door of the rear seat for the two people.

In the evening, the city seems to be bright and red, but there is endless darkness where the lights are not far.

"What is the name of the master, you have seen the best drivers in the service attitude." The car drove on the road, and the driver in the intention of intentionally unintentional.

The driver leaking a mild smile on her face, he said: "My name is Changyuan, I have been a black car for more than a dozen years. Hey, you said my name, you may miss the black car."

The two continued to have a chat, and the flying said, while opening the chat tool, clicking on the avatar.

"Help me check alone, call the road long distance, black car driver, there is a car white van, the license plate number is Han C79256."

"OK." Zhang Zhened back to an ok expression.

"Boss, wrong, you said that the white van is sold in a second-hand car in a second-hand car. It should be the procedure of the Yellow Cattle, and the information is forged."

"The man is in the long run, but it is dead before two weeks. The death caused by the black car at night, was robbed, and a knife was in the organ, it was a fatal injury. Yes, the body is in the funeral parlor When it was lost. "

Not much, Zhang Zhen sent the information over, and a photo of a middle-aged man was included in the content. Gao Fei looked at a photo, nice, it is the driver in front.

"Little brother, arrived." The car stopped in the destination, the driver was first under the car, and then opened the door for the two.

Gao Fei is forgotten to give money, pulling white streams.

The road is long and a high-flying arm, which seems to be afraid that he has discovered his abnormality and quickly released his hand.

Then he said with a smile: "Little brother, you haven't given that money."

Gao Fei looked in the long way, and the face leaked a smile: "Money, you are talking about the money of the living, or the money of the dead."

The road is in the long face, and the pale face has a little panic. His flustered twist turned.

"I don't understand what you are saying, I don't want money."

Gao Fei took the road in the long way, let him struggle and can't move.

"The road is long, you are dead."

"I didn't, I didn't."

"I am still alive, I am still alive."

The road is struggling. He is sobbing, but why, the dead is no tear.

"Why don't you go?" Gao Fei had no expression and asked questions in his heart.

At this time, Gao Fei has already figured out what this is. This is a spiritual spirit that has no grievances. I don't know what to use to put my trend in the body, but I can live just as ordinary people.

"I can't go, I can't go."

"My daughter is 13 years old, my son is seven years old. What should I do, I can't go, I can't go."

The road is crying in the long history, and he wanted to cry out, but the dead is no tear.

Gao Fei is not lie in the long way, some words can be lying, but feelings are doing can't do leave.

"What about the child's mother?" Gao Fei asked.

"Three years ago gave cancer dead, our people, I can't afford this disease." The long-distance voice of the road is somewhat oxide.