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Chapter 138 What are you doing?
The fat man clung to the car window, almost trying to stick his head out.

He rolled the car window open a crack, and the howling wind rushed in from outside, almost blowing his scalp off.

The fat man was so frightened that he immediately rolled the window back up.

The wind blowing in from outside clearly affected the driver as well; he stretched out one hand and pressed it tightly against the heavy hat on his head.

The fat man glanced at the driver's hat with some curiosity, but he didn't ask any questions. He simply turned his gaze back outside.

What exactly is in the sky?
The fat man pressed his face against the car window, staring wide-eyed at the sky.

Apart from the half-full moon and a few stars, there was nothing else special about it.

Suddenly, he noticed a bright light not far ahead.

The fat man turned his head and looked ahead. He saw what appeared to be a residential area, brightly lit, with people walking around the windows.

"strangeness……"

The fat man was puzzled. This instance was filled with deathly energy, as if there were no living people. How could a residential area that seemed to be inhabited by many people suddenly appear out of nowhere?

He asked curiously, "Master, isn't that a residential area up ahead?"

The driver glanced to the side and said, "Yes, but it's not the Xiaoxiang Courtyard you're looking for. This seems to be Rong'an Residential Area."

Rong'an Residential Area?

The fat man was somewhat surprised when he first heard the name of this neighborhood.

The driver didn't say much, and just accelerated through the neighborhood. The surrounding area had become bustling, indicating that we were getting close to the city center.

"Master, how much longer until we arrive?" the fat man asked anxiously.

The driver reached out and pressed down on his somewhat odd hat: "We'll be there in about twenty minutes."

The fat man's gaze lingered on the driver's hat. He hadn't noticed it when he got in the car, but the longer he stayed, the more he felt that there was something hidden inside the hat, heavy as if it might fall off at any moment.

This driver is a bit strange...

The fat man thought to himself.

But at that moment, something else caught his attention.

He saw a light coming from the road not far away.

The beam of light looked very familiar; the fat man recognized it as the light from a car headlight.

He stared intently in the direction from which the vertical light came, and sure enough, two seconds later he saw another taxi in the darkness.

There was a taxi coming straight at them, but it seemed to be going in the opposite direction.

The fat man leaned against the car window, his mouth slightly open.

As he watched the car get closer and closer, its headlights seemed to pierce the darkness like a sharp sword. With the approach of this sword, the fat man felt his heart sink.

Under the dim streetlights, the fat man could see the driver's face behind the windshield of the car.

"Skinny and small, with a sallow complexion, he looked like he could be easily bullied..."

Does this description sound familiar?

The fat man stared intently at the driver behind the windshield across the street, then slowly raised the small advertisement he was holding.

The section for missing persons notices was extremely eye-catching, with photos taking up half the page.

The photo shows a thin face that looks a bit older than its actual age.

Exactly the same...

The driver looked exactly like the person in the photo...

Besides the wound on his neck, the taxi driver had a very obvious wound on his neck, and you could even see the bone.

Blood spread from the wound, and the lower half of his neck was almost completely stained red.

The fat man's hand trembled violently.

That driver... was Miao Qingxi from the missing person poster in my hand! The person who had been missing, or even possibly murdered, was now in the driver's seat of a taxi.

He then looked back and saw that there was another person sitting behind the driver, who seemed to be a passenger.

Because the car windows were tinted and it was nighttime, the fat man could only vaguely see a figure in the back seat. At this moment, the passenger seemed unaware that the driver in front was acting strangely and was sitting comfortably in the back seat.

In an instant, the fat man seemed to understand something.

The person in the back seat of that taxi was probably another player, and that player was currently in danger!

"What if it's a doctor or Brother Chu sitting up there?" the fat man thought. "No, I have to remind him that there's something wrong with the driver!"

As expected, the danger in this instance comes from the driver...

As he thought about it, the fat man reached for the window switch, trying to open the window and alert the people in the other taxi.

But just as his hand touched the cold window switch, he suddenly realized something.

"What if the danger in this instance comes from a taxi driver..."

"Well, I'm in a taxi right now!"

The fat man felt a sudden chill run down his spine upon thinking about this.

He was sitting directly behind the driver's seat. From that position, you could only see the driver's very strange hat; you couldn't see the driver's face.

Similarly, if the driver in front doesn't turn around hard, he won't see the fat man either.

But at that moment, he felt as if an evil gaze was watching him.

The fat man swallowed hard as he looked out the window. He could feel the evil gaze coming from ahead, from the driver's seat.

"No, he's sitting right in front of me, how could he possibly see me?"

The fat man trembled slightly as he saw a taxi slowly approaching from a distance, the two vehicles about to pass each other.

Meanwhile, the gruesome wound on the neck of the driver in the other car became increasingly clear.

He was a little afraid to look directly at the driver in the taxi across the street, so he glanced sideways and secretly looked towards the driver's seat of his own car.

That one glance almost scared the fat man out of his wits.

The driver's head had somehow turned 180 degrees, and his pale face was squeezed into the gap between the driver's seat and the car door, facing him directly.

"what!"

Startled, the fat man cried out, and at the same time, he instinctively reached out and pressed down on what he was holding, trying to open the car door.

But what he was holding was the car window switch. Pulling it down only lowered the window, and it did nothing more than allow him to see the outside more clearly.

Immediately, the fat man realized what was happening. He hurriedly grabbed the car door switch and pulled hard, but he couldn't open the door at all.

The car doors are locked.

At this moment, the driver's pale face was still squeezed into the gap between the driver's seat and the door. It is impossible for a normal person to sit in the driver's seat and make such a move.

The fat man was terrified. He didn't dare look ahead and just frantically pulled on the car door switch, shouting, "Where's the door lock? Where is it!"

In his panic, the fat man couldn't find the door lock at all, so he just grabbed the doorknob tightly with both hands.

But just as he was so frightened that he was incoherent, the taxi that was slowly approaching from the opposite lane suddenly stopped and stood right in front of his car window.

The fat man was somewhat taken aback.

Immediately afterwards, the rear window of the taxi opposite rolled down, revealing a very familiar face.

Chu Changge frowned at the fat man, whose face had turned deathly pale with fright: "What are you doing?"

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