The Last Train to Hell

I lifted the bed curtain again and found many bottles under the bed.

The bottles contained human organs, including limbs, and even sealed fermentation.

I was quite familiar with this thing. I often saw it when I was hiding with Lin Hualong.

I saw this thing in the hotel quite a few times, and it made a lot of jokes at that time.

But later, the people around me became more and more powerful, and Jinsuocheng's means of making trouble for me became more and more advanced.

So this was the first time I saw this thing after becoming a member of the Taoist sect.

I used to avoid this thing, but now I am really curious about what Jinsuocheng wants to do with it.

I thought about it and started to take out the jars under the bottom.

It doesn't matter if I don't take it. As I took it, I found that there was a pit under the ground.

At first, I thought there was only a layer of bottles and jars on the surface, but now I found that there are at least more than ten layers in this place.

I also know how long it has been accumulated. Is this old man an insider?

I think he must be an insider. The curtains he used are very suspicious.

The custom in Hejian City is that beds are solid beds.

Few people use hollow beds at home, and bed curtains are even more unseen.

Because it is not realistic to use bed curtains to block dust.

It looks good when placed there, but it will look particularly pathetic if it gets dirty after a long time.

Anyway, it is a very impractical thing.

"Go and call the people outside to come in and ask them to move this bed away, and then move all the bottles and jars from the bottom out. These bottles and jars are human internal organs. I may know the stories inside, but I am not sure. I will discuss it with your leaders later."

I am not sure whether these people know about the last bus of Route 14.

So I can't tell them everything that happened before the last bus of Route 14.

The content in the diary is really fresh in my memory.

Especially my first good friend Zhou Mao, I really didn't expect that he really had other intentions towards me.

In the end, I suffered a big loss from him, of course, fortunately I was smart, even if I suffered a loss, I still saved my life.

"I'm going to call someone in now, is there any other danger?\

,"the policeman behind me asked me uncertainly.

I nodded, of course there is no other danger.

What danger can there be now? Besides, if there is danger, I can still ask him to call people.

"If there is danger, why would I ask you to call people in? First, don't worry, I won't let you die even if I die."

With this sentence, he was basically relieved, and he boldly called the people outside in.

A large group of people came in, blocking the room tightly.

I pointed to the bed, and they moved the bed away very quickly.

Then the jars underneath were exposed in front of them.

Looking down is also a bottomless hole, full of such jars.

I saw that the expressions on the faces of these policemen were also very subtle.

After understanding what I meant, these people started to make phone calls.

Then they took the things out. At the beginning, they could take them out by bending over.

Later, it was a big pit, and people had to jump in to take the things out.

But no one dared to jump down, which was also a very embarrassing problem.

I had no choice but to jump in. In fact, it was not that difficult to take this thing up.

The difficulty was to overcome my own psychological pressure. Even the police might not have seen so many people, including human internal organs and limbs.

Soon two large trucks came, and they were still hanging military license plates.

I guessed that this was beyond the scope of supervision of the police station, so the special forces of the army were mobilized.

This was not something I needed to worry about. These people who came in were agile and upright.

They quickly cleared all the bottles and jars up, and their equipment was also complete, including soft ladders for dropping things up and fixed pulleys.

Everything was brought here, so with their help, it took less than half an hour to clean up the things underneath.

This is ten meters deep. Even if there is only one bed area, the bottles and cans that were cleared out are countless.

I didn't count carefully, but seeing that the two trucks were full, I knew that these things must have taken hundreds of people to get out.

However, there should not be any major murders in Hejian City in recent years.

Even if there were murders, hundreds of people would not have died.

So where did these body parts come from? You can't say they were stolen from the crematorium?

The supervision of the crematorium is quite strict, and I am not sure what is going on.

I didn't expect that they would take me there before leaving.

We took the whole way to a very mysterious place, with electric railroad nets everywhere.

There was a sign on it, saying "Military camp, no trespassing", which made my scalp numb.

How could I be able to come to such a place? I don't know if they think too highly of me.

But I have already figured it out. Since I am here, I will make the best of it. Anyway, I am already here, and it is impossible to go back easily.

So just be mentally prepared and deal with the next thing, and everything will be fine.

I was taken to the office, which was empty. Wang Jiuye and Bai Wuchang also followed because they were by my side.

No matter what the situation is around me, I don't feel afraid.

After waiting for an hour, an energetic old man walked in.

Looking at the way he walks, you can tell that he must have been in the army when he was young.

Now he is probably in a high position. Otherwise, he would never have an independent office.

"Are you Su Ren? A native of Eryang Village, Maoxi County, Shaan'an Province. When you were seventeen, you came to Hejian City to work. During this period, you worked as a homeless person and a security guard. Later, by chance, you worked as a fourteen-year-old driver for a bus company. The bus at the end of the road is probably right.”

I nodded, but alarm bells started ringing in my heart.

But then I felt that this was all right. If someone wanted to retrieve my personal information, it would be effortless.

And if I want to know someone's real name and status, it is indeed impossible.

The unequal status caused me a lot of psychological pressure, but it was still a big psychological pressure.

I also had to face the other person's question head-on, and reluctantly nodded, which was a response to his question.