I've heard this urban legend

Following the direction of the compass, Xue Fei walked into this dilapidated housing complex.

According to the instructions of the compass, he turned left and right, and walked for about 10 minutes. The compass led him to a low house and stopped moving.

In view of the accuracy of the compass, Xue Fei did not knock on the door, but walked straight through the door.

When he came to the corner of the alley, he took out his mobile phone and took a few photos of the gate and nearby scenery.

After that, he looked around and walked into a small grocery store not far from the opposite side.

The grocery store is not big, and there is only a woman playing with her mobile phone to watch the store.

Xue Fei walked in with his head down, and breathed out, "Ma'am, do you have any grilled sausages? Hey, yes, that's great, here are two. It's really cold today."

"Put the money on the table, take the sausages yourself." The proprietress lowered her head and continued to play with her mobile phone without raising her head, "The weather forecast says the temperature has to cool down."

"By the way, do you know who lives in the house opposite?" Xue Fei looked through the window at the house stopped by the compass, "I think the couplet on his door seems to be handwritten, the handwriting is really good."

The proprietress didn't even look at it, "I don't know."

Xue Fei took out 50 yuan, handed it to the counter, and said with a smile: "Actually, my family has an old friend who lives here, but I forgot which door it is, but I remember that he is good at writing, and now I want to go back Get in touch, I think that one is quite similar, if you want to know anything, please tell me, thank you very much.”

The proprietress glanced at the color of the banknotes, took the money into the counter, and then looked up at the direction Xue Fei pointed, "Ah, his house, the old Zhang's house, Zhang Mingshan's calligraphy is really good, it's from the Cultural Bureau. He’s a retired cadre, but he hasn’t looked at it recently, he may have moved away, and now his grandson seems to be living in this house, and he often comes here to buy some instant noodles and drinks.”

"Hey, you said that, I seem to remember it, I seem to have played with him when I was young, what is his name, Zhang... Zhang..."

"It's Zhang Keran!" said the proprietress.

"Yes, Zhang Keran, I remembered it. I remember that he didn't like to go out when he was young. It would be a lot of work to find him out to play."

"He is still like this now. He only goes out to buy food every ten days or eight days. He only came here yesterday, and he probably won't come out for a long time. Go and knock on the door, he must be there."

Probably studying that diary, "Looks like it's his home, thank you."

The proprietress sat back on her chair and played with her phone again.

After Xue Fei finished eating, he left the grocery store and sent a message to Li Ziwen: Help me find a person named Zhang Keran, whose grandfather is Zhang Mingshan.

While sending the message, he walked to the door of Zhang's house, glanced at the house number, and sent the address.

Li Ziwen replied in seconds: No problem.

The moment Xue Fei finished sending the message, he heard a scream coming from the yard of the Zhang family, "Ahhhh—"

Xue Fei was stunned, and then heard another burst of wild laughter from inside: "Hahahaha——I'm such a genius!"

Just when Xue Fei was in a daze, the door of the courtyard slammed and opened with a bang, and a middle-sized young man came out pushing an electric scooter with an expression of excitement on his face.

Xue Fei saw that the head and body shape were similar to those captured in the surveillance, and the compass still had a certain accuracy rate. Xue Fei judged that the person in front of him was most likely Zhang Keran who was stealing.

How could he be allowed to go? As soon as Zhang Keran got on the electric bike, Xue Fei took a step forward, and the front wheel happened to scratch Xue Fei's leg.

Zhang Keran held the handlebar, put one leg on the ground, and stared at Xue Fei angrily, "How do you walk?"

"How do you ride a bicycle?" Xue Fei said in a vicious voice.

Zhang Keran was an ordinary-looking man, about the same age as Xue Fei, slovenly, and his hair looked like he hadn't washed it for a few days.

Facing Xue Fei's obstruction, he was furious. Obviously, he was going to a destination that he was looking forward to, but was blocked by Xue Fei, so he was very angry.

"Damn it! I'm still busy, so I don't care about you!" Zhang Keran said angrily.

Xue Fei didn't do it, stepped forward and grabbed him, "Do you know how much my shoes cost? Look at the shoe prints for me. Come, follow me to the police station!"

When Zhang Keran heard about the police station, his face changed, and then he fumbled in his pocket, grabbed a handful of change and stuffed it to Xue Fei, "I'll pay you!"

After finishing speaking, I will leave after riding a bicycle.

Xue Fei looked at the handful of change in his hand, the largest denomination was ten yuan.

"Who wants you two and a half steel coins!" Xue Fei stepped forward and grabbed his rear frame, and glued a locator underneath.

"You are a real person!" Zhang Keran grabbed back the change, "Do you want love!"

Zhang Keran got on the electric scooter, drove away forcibly, and gave Xue Fei the middle finger when he got to the corner.

Xue Fei snorted disdainfully, turned on the phone's positioning software, and saw that the target was moving at a constant speed.

Zhang Keran stole the diary, and he must have figured out something, otherwise he wouldn't be screaming and laughing, riding a bicycle and rushing out of the house.

Xue Fei called a taxi with a taxi app, chased Zhang Keran all the way with a compass, and got off the car in a desolate place.

"So it's here, it's interesting."

Xue Fei knew this place, it was an old abandoned train station.

It is said to be very old, and it existed in the Republic of China, but because the track form and geographical location are not suitable for the requirements of the new era, it has been closed.

When I was in high school, a young friend dragged him here to take a group of photos.

So he still remembers it well.

It seems that these series of things are all related to the means of transportation, whether it is a moving train or a moving bus.

If Zhang Keran really got that diary and researched something, then his purpose of coming here is very clear.

Xue Fei followed the instructions of the locator and saw the electric car parked behind the fence of the station, and simply covered it with dead branches.

Needless to say, Zhang Keran himself must be inside the station.

This old train station has been closed, and it is surrounded by high barbed wire, but it does not cause difficulties for people who really want to go in, especially young people like him, who can get in just by flipping over.

Xue Fei did the same, jumping in without any effort.

As soon as he landed, he saw a light on the platform not far away. It was obvious that someone was playing with his mobile phone. Judging from the blurry figure, it was Zhang Keran.

Xue Fei avoided him and quickly came behind a square pillar to observe his every move.

Zhang Keran looked at his mobile phone for a while, and jumped on the spot to keep warm, just like an ordinary passenger waiting for the train.

However, this is an abandoned platform, and no trains would have passed by it.

The moonlight was hazy, and from time to time, clouds drifted by quickly, blocking the moonlight.

Xue Fei leaned against the pillar and looked at the moon boredly. It will be New Year's Day soon.

The new year is coming, he will graduate from university in half a year, and he will be a "vagrant" by then.

No matter whether you are homeless or what kind of people, you have to make money and settle down.

When he was thinking a lot, he suddenly felt the platform shaking.

When I looked at it, I couldn't help being surprised, and saw a dense fog on the railroad track at some point, and an old-fashioned steam train was slowly coming in the dense fog.

Xue Fei rubbed his eyes to make sure he wasn't dazzled.

The train doesn't mean to stop, but the speed is very slow, and it is not difficult to climb up.

"Here we come, we come!" Zhang Keran shouted excitedly on the spot, and started running after the train.

But he obviously belonged to the kind of person who is not good at sports. After chasing after a few steps, he stumbled and fell hard.

At this moment, the train had arrived in front of Xue Fei. When he looked up, he saw that the inside of the train was pitch black, and he couldn't see anything. It looked like a huge coffin.

"Don't go, don't go—" Zhang Keran got up, howled and chased after him.

Xue Fei remembered the legend of Gogol's ghost train. The professor, who was also the owner of the diary, stepped on the train and disappeared since then.

What will the professor see on the train?

He was curious when he listened to it, and now an opportunity was in front of him.

Some people are more cautious, but Xue Fei, from his grandfather or great-grandfather or great-grandfather's grandfather, has a restless factor in his blood and likes to take risks.

Things have come to this point, if you let it go, will you regret it for the rest of your life?

Feng Yu said that he believes that the ghost train is a tool for traveling between parallel universes.

Xue Fei thinks it makes sense, so will this kind of train stop at Kisaragi Station?

His heart skipped a beat, and he ran out immediately, chasing the train.

Zhang Keran also got up from the ground and ran side by side with Xue Fei.

"Damn! Where the hell did you come from?" Zhang Keran saw Xue Fei and cursed in surprise, "You boy followed me."

Xue Fei grabbed the handle of the train, ran a few steps along, stepped on a bump next to the door when he jumped up, pushed the door, and it opened.

He stood inside and stretched out his hand to Zhang Keran, "Without me, you still wouldn't be able to get up."

Zhang Keran ran to grab Xue Fei's hand, and said unconvinced: "I can come up by myself, okay?"

Xue Fei was about to withdraw his hand, Zhang Keran had a look of despair in his eyes, "I was wrong, I was wrong!"

Xue Fei dragged him up, like pulling a dead dog.

Zhang Keran supported the floor where the train connected with both hands, gasped for breath, and then laughed happily: "I'm so awesome! I actually calculated the coordinates of the ghost train."

Xue Fei took out his mobile phone to illuminate, and said to Zhang Keran, "Which carriage do you want to go?"

Zhang Keran scratched his neck, "I advise you not to join in the fun, it's not a joke! This is a game for the brave!"

As soon as the voice fell, the train door automatically slammed shut.

"Oh my god—" He grabbed Xue Fei's trousers and looked around in horror.

"Ha, it's really a game for the brave." Xue Fei raised his middle finger at him, "By the way, there's still this, I'll give it back to you."