"Captain Chen."

"Xiao Qin? Why are you here? Aren't you resting today?" The old detective Chen Xinhua looked at the young woman wearing sunglasses and twitching into the cordon in confusion.

"By coincidence, I'll send an ordinary citizen to the train station." Qin Nianbing tied his hair and put on gloves, and walked to Chen Xinhua.

"Three corpses?"

Chen Xinhua nodded and said, "The decay of the body has been at least a week, but it has not been discovered until today."

"Do you throw the body while the rain is? Why are you thrown here..." Qin Nianbing took the document and took a look.

"All of them are so young?" She just felt sorry for her, but was shocked by the later records. "The three dead... were still alive when they entered the station?"

Chen Xinhua turned a laptop to her, and the screen paused on the screen when the three of them entered the train station.

Qin Nianbing frowned and looked at it one by one, and suddenly her whole body became stiff.

"Captain Chen, please enlarge his picture a little."

Chen Xinhua heard the rush and uneasiness in Qin Nianbing's tone. Although he was surprised, he immediately enlarged the picture.

Qin Nianbing is a very calm person. Although she is young, she has participated in the detection of many vicious murder cases. Although this case seems incredible at the moment, it does not scare her.

She must have discovered something.

Chen Xinhua stared at Qin Nianbing.

The female policewoman took off her huge sunglasses and showed her sharp eyes.

She approached the screen and carefully confirmed it over and over again. Every time she looked at it, her surprise and suspicion became more.

Isn't this person... the citizen just now?

"I'll go out."

Qin Nianbing hurriedly greeted her and hurriedly ran out of the platform.

Chen Xinhua did not stop her. She was not there at all when she appeared today, but... she must have discovered something.

Chen Xinhua has a considerable degree of trust in his police officers, and he believes that Qin Nianbing will report to him after confirmation.

...

He won't have left, right?

Qin Nianbing rushed out of the waiting hall, and the square was covered in white by heavy rain, so it was difficult to tell who was who.

who is he?

Duan Xu?

Qin Nianbing rushed into the square where it was raining heavily. She didn't care how embarrassed the rain would make her feel. All she thought about was Duan Xu who had just gotten on the bus.

Why did he come to the station?

Three murders occurred at the station. Did he do it?

What is the relationship between the deceased "Duan Xu" and him? Why do they look exactly the same as him?

No... they even dress the same.

No matter what, the person who got on the bus must have a significant relationship with these three murders.

Qin Nianbing was very confident.

Where are the people?

Qin Nianbing was eager to find Duan Xu's trace, but unfortunately, she found nothing.

Duan Xu... has disappeared completely.

...

Am I dead?

Duan Xu hid in the toilet at the station, a little unbelievable.

No, there are Wang Yuli and Bai Feiyu...

All dead.

Although he had not seen his body with his own eyes, he had already guessed the roughly when he saw the cordon raised by the platform at the end of the waiting hall.

After asking a train station staff member, Duan Xu confirmed his speculation.

Three people died on Platform No. 9.

What is going on...

Duan Xu was puzzled. If there was a corpse there, what was he now?

soul?

Moreover, he has also come into contact with pedestrians and has been touched by others, which proves that this body does exist at this moment and is not a product of idealism.

But what are those three corpses?

What about the others? Did the others on the train have also died in the real world?

Wait... Why did you appear in Fengdu and other passengers?

If the place where you got off this time was the city where you got on the bus for the first time, then Bai Feiyu should be in the wind at this moment...

Unfortunately... she was not left, nor was anyone else's contact information.

When Duan Xu thought of this, he suddenly realized something!

No...the time is wrong!

He returned to the day he got on the bus. On August 27, 2026, which day would the others go back?

Back to the day they got on the bus?

If it were Yan Xun, wouldn’t he have to go back to 2023 three years ago?

In this way, every passenger who gets off the bus will have his own timeline, but how do people with different timelines meet to perform tasks?

This is simply impossible!

Or... from the beginning, the so-called phased tasks were independent, personal tasks?

Duan Xu took out his ticket, but its touch was still so unsettling.

However, this time there was a change in the ticket!

On the back of the ticket, a line of weird text appeared below Duan Xu's name.

Seven days later, Fengdu Grand Theater.

This is...address?!

The address of the ghost stolen mission?

Seven days later, that is, there are still seven days to prepare now.

After Duan Xu put the ticket close to his body, he opened the door of the toilet compartment.

Seven days... He had a lot of things to figure out during these seven days.

But... is it too late?

The increasingly strange changes caught people off guard. Duan Xu wanted to go back to see his parents and Duan Xiaoling, but he didn't know what identity he should be.

If the police had informed them of his death and he would have appeared now, he would probably scare their heart attack.

If he had not had time to inform them, he would take advantage of the fact that he would go back and see it now, and then they would have had another trouble when they got the news that he had "death".

It should...

Duan Xu thought about it and walked out of the men's bathroom.

At this moment, the woman's breathing and stern sniff appeared behind him.

"stop!"

Duan Xu raised his head and saw a white and delicate face, and a black hole, aiming at his gun.

The rain had already wet her. She seemed very tired, and her chest was rising and falling with her breath.

Duan Xu raised his hand honestly and looked at the female police officer unexpectedly.

"How do you know I'm here?"

Qin Nianbing was still gasping for a long time before speaking: "You...who are you? The murderer of the three murders? Duan Xu's compatriot brother?"

Duan Xu shook his head helplessly and slowly walked towards her.

"Don't move!"

Duan Xu ignored her and continued to approach her.

"I'll shoot again!"

Qin Nianbing stared at Duan Xu and threatened.

Duan Xu stood there, looking at her and said, "The first shot was an empty bullet."

"And, today you are on vacation and don't have a gun on your body. This gun may be fake, maybe you left your colleagues, and you can't shoot any of them."

Qin Nianbing looked at Duan Xu a few times, simply threw away the toy gun in his hand, moved his muscles and bones, stared at Duan Xu, and said, "No gun, I can still catch you."

She put on a fighting alert, her eyes getting colder and colder: "Who are you?"

Duan Xu felt that the air around him seemed to have become much colder. It seemed... this police officer was not a fancy person.

Based on the principle that a hero does not suffer any loss in front of him, Duan Xu raised his hands and said:
Chapter completed!