13 last bus 2

Chapter 146 The Book Writer

Chen Chen was quite surprised when the words of the last train on No. 13 appeared in the mouths of these two people.

"Have you ever heard of the last train on No. 13?"

The buddy in the fur hat beat Chen Chen with an electric baton.

"Nonsense, this book is written by us Lao Yu!"

Hearing this, the man holding the shovel said anxiously:

"Brother Teng, aren't you revealing your identity?"

The man in the leather hat covered his mouth with an "ouch".

"It hasn't been published yet, so you shouldn't be able to guess it?"

When Chen Chen heard about Old Yu, he matched the surname Yu that Gu Zuofeng said. Guess he sent himself here on purpose by the last bus?

It's just that the location is too bad, it doesn't count if you fall into the gutter, and you meet these two stupid thieves again.

"Can you lead me to see Lao Yu who wrote the story?"

The man in the leather hat snorted, "What are you thinking? Is that something you can see if you want? Haven't said anything to you yet? Are you new here? How many people are behind?"

Seeing that these two people were confused, Chen Chen probably wasn't a bold and cautious ruthless character, so he immediately changed his strategy and said to scare them:

"Okay, I admit that I'm new here, I'll be caught tonight!"

When the two of them heard it, they seemed to be so.

Chen Chen continued:

"You two are also habitual offenders. I'll just say it straight. If you are caught for such a wicked thing like digging people's graves, you will be sentenced to at least three to five years, or you will kill me. You don't need to go to jail if you kill someone. Already!"

The one with the shovel gave a "pooh" to the ground.

"Who are you fooling around? We haven't committed any major crimes. How can we dig a grave for three to five years?"

Chen Chen saw that there was no stele or anything in this big grave, so he was able to keep up with the conversation.

"Three to five years is considered less, let me tell you, do you know whose grave you dug?"

Seeing these two people looking at each other, he hesitated for a long time, as if they really didn't know.

Seeing this, Chen Chen knew what was going on.

"This grave is buried by our director's father! He knew that someone stole the grave in this forest, and he specifically asked me to take care of it, you know? The director's family's grave is also dared to dig. Will you be sentenced to more than three or five years?"

The man in the fur hat was a little unbelievable.

"Bullshit, the director can be buried here with such a high-ranking father?"

"Are you really ignorant or are you just pretending to be ignorant? Now Linshan does not allow burials. It is a place with good Fengshui, and it is more expensive than Babaoshan. There is no way to get in!"

Chen Chen was so angry that he almost believed what he made up.

The boy next to him inserted the shovel into the snow shell, leaned over and whispered:

"Brother Teng, it seems that this is the case. Look at the graves we dug these days. They are all old graves. There is no new bunny on this mountain?"

The man in the fur hat pouted.

"Is it such a fucking coincidence that we can dig up the ancestral grave of the Director of the Forestry Bureau?"

He was a little scared, rubbed his hands together and asked:

"Then what's the matter, are you planning to go back and tell the secret?"

Chen Chen was waiting for this sentence, pretending to murmur:

"Let's be honest, it's not easy for us to look at the forest staff. It's winter, and the graves are hard. It's not easy for you to dig a grave. I'll go back and file a complaint. At most, I'll reward you with three to five hundred. It really put you two in. Three Can I stop after five years?"

"That's right, that's right!"

"If you dare to go back and sue, I will burn this forest for you later!"

The two brothers said something to each other, and Chen Chen let out a "hey" and said:

"It's not easy, let's make things easier for each other and the matter will be over!"

As soon as the man holding the shovel heard it, he was about to go over and tie Chen Chen loose. The man in the leather hat waved his hand to stop him.

"Wait a minute! Do you mean what you say? If I really want to let you go, can you keep your mouth tight when you go back?"

It just so happened that Chen Chen didn't want to leave yet, so he said along the lines:
"Of course not, I can't help in vain!"

The man in the fur hat was suddenly passive, and he didn't even have the intention to eat, so he threw the half-packed sweet potato in his pocket into the snow pit.

"Then what do you want?"

Chen Chen picked it up, thought for a while and said:
"Just now I heard from you two, that Lao Yu who wrote the 13th road story, I just want to meet him!"

Brother Shovel was a little confused, "I said you boy, why do you always want to see him?"

"Nothing, I've also heard the story of the last train on No. 13, I'm just interested!"

The man in the fur hat scoffed at the words.

"Then tell me, what do you know?"

Chen Chen was the one who witnessed it, but no one knew his own story, so he told his brother what he heard when he visited the No. 13 driver seven years ago.

Both of them were stunned after hearing this, and gave thumbs up again and again.

"Oh, you know so clearly, are you really a fan?"

Chen Chen smiled and said, "That's right, it's been seven years since the 13th road incident, and not many people know about it, so I'm curious when you mentioned the old man just now!"

The little brother is laughing and going to untie again.

"Wait a minute!" The man in the leather hat still stopped him.

"Brother, it was our fault to tie you up. It's okay to take you to see Lao Yu, but let's make an agreement that our brothers digging graves cannot be publicized!"

But according to Chen Chen's repeated promises, the cautious man in the leather hat was still worried, so he just untied his ankle rope, bound his hands, and went down the mountain.

On the way, Chen Chen asked this old man why he knew so much about the last train on No. 13, and the little brother who resisted the shovel looked adoring.

"Say it out and scare you to death, I'm the one who witnessed it back then!"

"Who has witnessed it? Many people died that year, and it is a great fortune for him to survive!"

The man in the fur hat also chimed in:

"That's right. Old Yu couldn't sleep well these years. He always dreamed about the events of the year, so he wrote down the story. But in recent years, ghosts and ghosts have been severely suppressed, and they can't be published. It's just in our company. Pass it on!"

Chen Chen said "Oh", and from what he said, he and Lao Yu should be colleagues in the same unit, so he asked in doubt:
"Can I ask, why did the two brothers go up the mountain to dig someone's ancestral grave in the middle of the night?"

The anti-shovel brothers clicked their tongues.

"Have you heard of the grave-carrying turtle?"

Seeing Chen Chen shaking his head, he was a little proud.

"The grave-carrying tortoise is a tortoise that carries a grave on its back. That's what Lao Yu wrote in his book!"

The man in the fur hat added dissatisfiedly:

"In the past, rich people would bury their treasures with them when they died, but they were afraid that their graves would be stolen, so they specially trained a kind of big tortoise to bury their graves on top of the bastard shell. For a long time, as long as there are strangers approaching, they can run away with the grave on their backs!"

Chen Chen had never heard of this story, so he speculated inconceivably:

"Then you two didn't come to look for the tomb-carrying turtle in the middle of the night, did you?"

"Yes!" Brother Shovel Carrying was not ashamed, and responded loudly.

"Because of this passage in the book, the people in the company didn't believe it, and they often ridiculed Lao Yu, but we believed it. We couldn't sleep at night anyway. Seeing that there are a lot of graves on the mountain, we dug them up to find them!"

The tortoise who ran with the grave on his back, let alone whether there was such a thing or not, just felt that the story of the two brothers' obsession with Lao Yu was almost to the point of bewilderment.

They went down the mountain quickly, and they locked Chen Chen in a small warehouse at the foot of the mountain, and brought Old Yu over at dawn.

It was pitch black here, and nothing could be seen. Chen Chen had nothing to do to gather his thoughts.

If Lao Yu was the person who witnessed the last train of No. 13 that year, that incident has ended for seven years. Why is it Zhong Yinhong's next revenge target?

It can only show that he has some relationship with the Gu family!
He knew so much about the last train on No. 13, and he was related to the Gu family, so he must know the reason for the bond between the car and the people!

This person was a link between the past and the future in the whole incident, it was simply too important, but it was a pity that the phone was not at hand, so it was impossible to contact Beard and Dao Dian to arrive in time.

Thinking of this, Chen Chen looked forward to meeting this old Yu tomorrow even more.

Enduring the cold in this dilapidated warehouse for a whole night, finally looking forward to the dawn, the sun just shone in through the gap in the roof, and the door of the warehouse was kicked open by the man in the leather hat.

He didn't bring that book writer, Lao Yu, but instead held a sharp knife in his hand, he couldn't help but put it on Chen Chen's neck and cursed:

"You son of a bitch, you lied to me!"

(End of this chapter)