Zhang Yangqing speculated very quickly, and Jones's answer was approached.
Continuing to sit here is not a solution. You need to contact other passengers more and obtain information about passing the customs.
Jones took a deep breath, stood up and walked towards the position next to him.
His first reaction to seeing people is to look at their feet. Only those who are on the ground will communicate with each other, and try not to look at others to avoid dangerous situations.
When he walked to the vicinity of the position behind him, he glanced at him and found that the man in sportswear was empty, as if he was stepping on nothingness.
Jones swallowed, his heart beat wildly after fear.
Fortunately, I didn't look back and looked at the sports man, otherwise I would have died in this place.
He suppressed the fear in his heart, pretended to be changing seats, and continued to observe secretly.
After careful observation, Jones found that the woman who got on the car with the sports man did have feet and her feet were firmly steadily on the ground.
Jones felt relieved, feeling that this should be someone he could reach. Thinking of this, he came to the back seat of the woman wearing gloves and sat down, began to learn how to catch up with a sports man, and asked softly, "Why are you getting into this car?"
The glove woman seemed to think that Jones was of the same kind and was not too prepared. She answered, "I promised my sister to visit her, but I encountered some trouble on the way. I wanted to see her, but I didn't know where she was."
Hearing her say this, Jones' heart moved and knew that she should want to go back.
He silently remembered the passenger's needs and continued to communicate for a while. Then Jones stood up and prepared to communicate with the other passengers.
When he passed by the man in gray, the man in gray stared at him again, and a strange smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.
Jones suppressed the discomfort in his heart, skipped him, the man in black and white, and came to the nearest woman with long skirts who had first gotten on the car.
The woman in the long skirt sat very close to the back row. When Jones came here, she could always feel the cold and harsh feeling.
Seeing Jones sitting over, the woman in the long skirt frowned and asked in a cold tone: "Is there anything wrong?"
Jones scratched his head, showed a self-friendly smile, and said, "I feel you are a little nervous. Are you worried?"
When contacting this kind of beauty, Jones tried to maintain a gentlemanly demeanor, but unfortunately his smile was not so good-looking, but instead made the woman in the long skirt move away slightly, obviously a little wary of him.
The woman in the long skirt was silent for a moment, and finally said, "I made an appointment with someone to meet in this car, but I can't wait for him every time, but he has indeed gotten in this car."
This sentence made Jones a little confused.
Could it be that she is an indigenous here and doesn’t want to go back? And who is the person she is waiting for? Is this a hint?
Jones quickly analyzed in his heart, trying to find clues from the words of the woman in the long skirt. He continued to ask, "Who is the person you are waiting for? Maybe I can pay attention to it for you."
The woman in the long skirt shook her head, with a hint of loss in her tone: "I can't remember who he is, I only know that I feel that he will get in the car every time, but he never appears in front of me."
Jones was confused, but he felt that this might be some kind of clue.
He silently wrote down the words of the woman in the long skirt and prepared to continue looking for information analysis in the next journey.
The latter acted so gloomy that Jones returned to his position.
In this round of chatter, the lie detector was not shocked, proving that what they said was the truth.
The pair of glasses that were observed by the mentally ill patient did not see any abnormality. The chosen ones always wear this thing in front of them, but they just don’t know if it is useful to ghosts.
Jones' move was very safe and followed the [Please sit in the front seat as much as possible] mentioned in Rule 2.
The gloomy buses were still driving on the road, and the area outside seemed even more weird in the fog. The bus stopped near the station again and the door opened.
This time Jones felt a cold breath blowing in from the door, but strangely, no figure walked into the bus.
Jones guessed that maybe somebody walked into the bus, but he couldn't see it.
You can't ask other passengers directly here. If they find that they are still alive, they may encounter danger.
Because Jones is not clear about the rules of others, but as God's chosen one, in a strange and dangerous place, the best way is to integrate here and be consistent with the people around him.
I still remember that when the lights flashed just after I turned on, I could see clearly the person who got on the bus.
Then Jones felt that he just had to wait for the same situation.
But when the bus continued to drive, the lights inside the car did not flash.
Jones was thinking in his mind: Does the flashing headlights also require a certain condition to be triggered?
Wasn't it a coincidence that the headlights flashed last time?
Thinking of this, Jones began to recall what happened the last time the headlights flashed.
At that time, it seemed that the sports man was approaching him and patted his shoulder with his hand.
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Apart from that, nothing strange happened.
Jones analyzed two conditions that might be regular.
First: Continue to let the athlete's dead man touch himself, and perhaps the light can be turned on again.
Second: Find ways to get new passengers to approach them or contact them by themselves, so that they will appear.
Jones began to try to use the first condition to continue chatting with the sports man, and even deliberately spoke very quietly, so that the sports man could come over and listen, and could not look at him, but the headlights did not flash.
Since that is the case, then we can only use the second condition.
Jones stood up and kept wandering around various locations. When he came to a "empty space" in the middle, the lights in the car began to flash.
When the lights returned to normal, that is, when they went out, Jones saw a passenger in a white coat near this location through the faint moonlight shining in outside the window.
He looks like a doctor, and he has feet and can communicate.
At this time, Jones was no longer the beginning. He gradually adapted to the atmosphere on the bus and naturally started chatting with the passengers in the white coat.
During the chat, he learned that the passenger in the white coat was a doctor in City K and some patients had not completed the treatment. He was very worried about the patient's physical condition and wanted to go back and take a look.
It can be seen that this white coat passenger has a strong sense of responsibility.
Jones really wanted to pat his head, so I said why did he be so familiar when he saw him, and the clothes he was wearing were similar to those of a psychiatrist.
He probably died when the hospital was strangely descended.
Since that's the case, he is also one of his passengers. If he can get off the bus, he will also wake him up.
Jones looked around, as if there were no other new passengers.
Just as he was about to return to his seat, he lowered his head and found that there was a trace of blood in the car. Looking in the direction of the blood, it was the last row!
(This chapter ends)