A ghost storyteller can lose his life but cannot lose his job

Chapter 118 Pig Eyes. Dormitory.

The training base plans to have three classes in May, with 150 students in each class, for a total of people.

However, due to the injuries of a few trainees in previous training, as well as menstruation and other miscellaneous matters, the actual number of people present was 141.

This is the first field mission, and the points reward promised by the college is very generous, which is a big gift package for novices. Therefore, if I can't come, I really can't come. It's not like the volunteer activities of college students where I can avoid them if I can.

The Zhong Xie team is responsible for guarding the Haicheng Expressway toll station, but they are not toll collectors. They only need to screen the passing vehicles one by one.

The toll station at least has a roof to protect against wind and rain, and today's situation is a special meteorological disaster. There are only two passages in the station for vehicles to pass through. Compared with other teams, this task is very easy.

Thanks to Wang Youyou's good luck, the draw was really good. At the beginning, when Lin Youlan said with certainty that Wang Youyou had this characteristic, Zhong Xie didn't believe it. But the actual results showed that there was indeed some metaphysics in him.

It has the "super lucky" trait, right?
At this time, Zhong Xie occupied an empty toll station duty room, sat on a chair, put his feet on the table and played with his mobile phone.

He had a very comfortable trip this time, at least much better than Shen Junyi. The three teams over there formed a group and were going to check the situation in several uninhabited villages outside the highway.

The few villages outside the urban area of Haicheng had all been moved away as early as when the ghost stories revived. After the recovery of Haicheng, they were naturally deserted villages. However, there were some vagrants and fishermen who liked to hang out among the mountains and rivers. So although it is an uninhabited village, sometimes there are still people living there temporarily.

Shen Junyi and his team's patrol needs to find out the situation here. At least now, three years after the resurgence of the ghost story, the higher-ups will not give up even a single citizen.

Anyway, they don’t have to check the uninhabited village themselves.

Zhong Xie didn't bring much stuff this time, so his rats and their descendants were temporarily placed with Qi Qiliu. His original incarnation was a suburban warehouse manager. Some warehouses had been abandoned after the revival of the ghost stories, and were usually unattended, making them just the right size for these rats to nest.

Among the rats, there are some [Mechanical Affinity] rats with higher IQ, so they won’t be too stupid to be exposed to humans on a large scale.

A morning passed without any special incidents, so Zhong Xie felt a little relieved. He thought that even if the rainstorm involved some ghost stories, it probably wouldn't cause any serious harm.

The mobile phones used to watch videos were stolen from Lao Qin before he set out. He stole eight of them in one go. This kind of mission would definitely not be possible without a mobile phone.

Out of caution about the shady apps on his phone, Zhong Xie didn't download any more apps this time, only WeChat and short videos.

A lot of content in the short videos is related to the rainstorm in Haicheng, such as some precautions for disaster prevention and relief, some people walking, dancing or waving their hands in the rain, and some people live-streaming fishing and outdoor adventures on rainy days.

After the revival of ghost stories, the development of short videos was not suppressed, but flourished. In addition, Zhong Xie has a strong curiosity and a hunting mentality, so his short videos have become a riot after just two hours of watching.

At this time, Zhong Xie also realized one thing - there are really a lot of idiots in this world.

He wanted to apologize for the horror movie routines he had complained about in the past. He originally thought that there were not as many idiots in real life as in the movies. Now he knows that movies only need to focus the camera on idiots, and such a tortuous and stupid story will naturally happen.

That's it.

Just like now, the theme of this live broadcast on his mobile phone is outdoor adventure on a rainy day.

Not in the city, but in the mountains and forests.

Zhong Xie was not a native of Haicheng, so he couldn't tell whether the anchor had run outside the urban area of Haicheng or was on the mountain in a park in Haicheng.

The rain in the camera was pouring down and visibility was extremely low, so he could only see a rough picture.

"I have a feeling that this live broadcast may be taken away soon. Families, please follow us so you don't get lost. If you click the free like button, you can also participate in the lucky bag draw in the upper left corner."

On the phone, the adventure host spoke far more words than actions. Every step forward was accompanied by a bunch of nonsense. He often took normal things in the woods as signs of approaching monsters and did some inexplicable gimmicks.

After nothing happened, he quickly apologized to the audience and opened the next lucky bag draw to make amends to the audience.

Although there was no exploration, the methods of attracting traffic such as lucky bags were used repeatedly. It seems that this anchor is quite clever, and his main goal is not to commit suicide, but to get traffic.

Zhong Xie felt bored after watching for a few minutes, so he turned off his phone. Just then he heard some movement from Zhang Zitai's side.

"Something's going on, Lin Youlan, come over and take a look."

Zhang Zita stopped beside a car, and the bullet screen machine on his shoulder seemed to have made a special discovery.

"Brother, I have been on this road countless times. What could happen? It's raining so hard now. I'm in a hurry to go home."

The driver in the car explained the situation to Zhang Zita with a shy smile, but the beads of sweat on his temples still revealed his inner nervousness.

The door of the toll booth was opened and Lin Youlan walked out. Just when Zhang Zita glanced at Lin Youlan, the driver took advantage of his inattention and quickly reversed to escape the scene.

Lin Youlan, who had just left the house, saw this and didn't waste any words. He jumped over and the skull crusher in his hand flew out of his hand and smashed the hood of the car, stopping it when it was about to reverse.

On the other side, Zhong Xie moved just as quickly, throwing Kuster in front of the car. Kuster reacted quickly and blocked the car's retreat.

"I just bought this car." The driver was forced to get out of the driving seat. When he saw the skull crusher embedded in the hood of the car, he felt heartbroken for a moment.

Zhang Zita quickly found more than a dozen antique vases in the trunk of the car, most of which had a faint smell of weird stories.

"Smuggling of horror story items, the intensity is all below level 5, it's not a big deal, right, brother? In the past, the most you would have to pay a fine of yuan and have the horror story props confiscated." The driver looked at Zhang Zita, who looked like a dead pig that was not afraid of boiling water, and was familiar with the entire process.

He then went on to instigate the young ghost story agents in front of him: "How about I give you the fine first, and also pledge my ID card to you. Enter my information, and let me go first. I will turn myself in to the Ghost Story Bureau in a few days. It's not necessary to send the Ghost Story Bureau to make a special trip in such heavy rain, right?"

At this time, Zhang Zita frowned slightly. He was not disturbed by the driver's words. Instead, he stood a little further away and detected the car's strange power.

Finally, he leaned over and dug out a fist-sized eyeball from the groove inside the car chassis, placed it on the hood and looked at the driver: "What is this?"

"What the hell? How did it get in my car?" The driver was horrified and said that it had nothing to do with him. He had no idea it was hidden in the car. "Someone is framing me. I really didn't know there was this thing in the car. I just wanted to take advantage of the rain to make a deal. I don't want to get myself into trouble."

Zhong Xie walked forward and grabbed the somewhat soft eyeball. The strange power contained in it was weak, but when he touched it, he could feel the aura hidden in it that made him instinctively feel fear.

This is definitely not an ordinary thing. It is likely the eyeball of some powerful strange creature. And...

He felt the warmth inside the eyeball, which was still warm in this weather, as if it had just died. "Think about the details carefully, and tell the people from the Ghost Story Bureau if there is anything." Lin Youlan took out a pair of handcuffs from somewhere, handcuffed the man to the toll booth, and then called the internal contact number of the Ghost Story Bureau to report the situation here.

This phone is for the on-duty personnel to communicate when they find any abnormality, but for some reason there was only a busy tone on the other end of the phone.

After making several calls, she finally got through and Lin Youlan quickly reported the situation.

"Haicheng South Expressway Exit Toll Station... OK, the situation you reported has been reported. Due to the weather, we are short of manpower and we can only guarantee to go to the designated location to check the situation within five hours. During this period, please keep in touch with your superiors and report any new findings in a timely manner."

The operator on the other end of the phone answered quickly, and then Lin Youlan heard the busy tone again. It sounded as if the operator had transferred the call to another line.

So busy?

Why are there so many strange things happening on this rainy day?

Lin Youlan couldn't help but feel curious, but she didn't think about it too much and turned around to uncuff the driver.

"Eh? Have you cleared me of suspicion? I'll be leaving first then. Sir, I hope you all have a safe journey." The driver immediately smiled happily. It was naturally a good thing to be able to get out of this situation.

Lin Youlan shook her head and said, "No, it will take a long time for the Ghost Story Bureau to arrive. You should wait in the open space over there. Don't even think about running around in this weather. Find out what's going on and then you can leave. If you run around, it would be normal for you to die outside."

"It seems that the wild is not very peaceful now."

She added that she didn't know whether she was trying to scare the driver or to express her true feelings.

Next, Zhang Zita drove the car to another closed lane and parked it, then took the driver and hid aside.

Zhong Xie observed the eyeball for a while, but found nothing. So he sat next to Zhang Zitai and the driver, raised the eyeball and asked the driver: "You have no impression of this thing at all?"

"No, brother. I just want to take advantage of the rain to do some smuggling. On my way home today, I can buy a small gold necklace for my wife. It's her birthday in a few days." The driver said with a bitter face, "Look at me like this. Do I dare to get involved in such a weird story?"

Zhong Xie didn't reply, but fixed his eyes on the barrier that closed the lane, where he could see it at any time.

He didn't want to hold this thing as it felt a bit disgusting, but he also didn't want to carry it on his body for fear that his eyeballs would secretly mutate or something.

Zhong Xie didn’t think the driver was lying, because he didn’t look like a vicious person.

But he has no say in this matter. The driver has to report to the Ghost Stories Bureau anyway.

"This must have been done by my accomplice...colleague. This bastard borrowed my car yesterday. He must have hidden it. He wants to harm me." The driver was indignant and immediately took out his mobile phone to contact his so-called "accomplice".

After sending the text message, he also showed the accomplice's V signal in front of Zhong Xie, asking Zhong Xie to write it down and to check the accomplice if he couldn't find any clues from him.

It seemed that the driver was very sure that this was a frame-up by his colleague and there was no trust between them.

But after lighting a cigarette, the driver calmed down a little: "But speaking of which, this eyeball looks a bit like a pig's eyeball. When I was a kid in the countryside, I often watched pigs being slaughtered. When the pigs died, the eyeballs they dug out looked almost like this, but not as big as this."

Speaking of pig eyeballs, he remembered another clue: "Speaking of which, about five kilometers from here, there may be an accident with a meat truck. When I passed by, I saw a lot of pork and pig legs piled on the ground, but I didn't see the truck. Maybe the driver of the meat truck didn't notice it. If I wasn't in a hurry, I would have stopped the car and taken two back home. Anyway, there are not many cars on the highway today."

"Meat?" Zhong Xie looked at the "pig eyeballs" on the railing and realized that there must be a connection between the two.

This eyeball was most likely not hidden by the driver's colleague, but was brought by his car when it passed by the pile of pork.

At this time, Lin Youlan came out with the female toll collector on duty at the toll station. She said to Zhong Xie from a distance, "She needs to go to the toilet. I'll take her there. Their dormitory building is in front of the toll station, not far away."

"Let Jiang Shuran come along. There are not many cars now, and one toll booth is enough." Zhong Xie thought about it and asked Lin Youlan to bring one more person.

"Okay." Lin Youlan did not refuse, and the three of them walked into the heavy rain holding umbrellas.

Looking in the direction they left, three blurry figures gradually merged into a larger blurry square.

That is the staff dormitory, but it is not used for sleeping. It mainly provides a place for toll station employees to go to the toilet, have lunch, and take a shower and change clothes when they get off work.

The rainstorm has its own noisy sound, but it also acts like a soundproof barrier, isolating all the outside sounds outside this toll station that is leaky on all sides.

It was said not far, but Lin Youlan and the other two walked for a full twenty minutes and did not return.

Both Zhong Xie who was watching short videos and Zhang Zitai who was playing games realized that something was wrong. It would take no more than five minutes to walk to the staff dormitory from here. Even in heavy rain, Lin Youlan and others were walking too slowly.

Zhang Zita quit the game and made a video call without any hesitation.

However, Lin Youlan did not answer the call and hung up directly. A few seconds later, she sent a selfie of the three of them.

Lin Youlan and Jiang Shuran both looked at the camera with smiles, one made a "yeah" gesture and the other blinked. Only the female toll collector stared at the back of the camera with wide eyes and horror. She was the only one who existed alone in the form of a "head".

Lin Youlan held the bleeding head by its hair and held it in front of the camera, creating a horrifying scene that was frozen in time forever.

In the background, Zhong Xie also saw a guy holding a selfie stick, sneaking around with his back to Lin Youlan and the others, looking like he was doing a live broadcast.

At this time, the short video that Zhong Xie had just watched ended, so he automatically jumped to the next video.

It was a live broadcast that Zhong Xie had watched before.

The camera showed an old dormitory building, exactly the same as the dormitory building in Lin Youlan's selfie just now. Then the host's voice trembling with fear came from the phone.

"My family, you insisted on letting me come here to take shelter from the rain, but I always feel like there's something wrong with this place. Please give me a thumbs up, I'm not kidding you."

"What? Look behind, there's a female ghost killing people?"

(End of this chapter)