Weird Tokyo, I am the master of strange stories

Chapter 24 Tram of Despair
"What the hell? What hell of despair?"

"Is this some big prank?"

"Damn! Stop joking, I'm going to be late for work!"

The strange voice coming from the radio, instead of alarming the passengers, caused an even bigger commotion.

After all, they just take the tram to go to work and school as usual. How can they lead to the so-called "hell of despair?"

However, Ishikawa Yuki's expression changed, and she immediately approached Yu Gonglang's side and asked in a low voice.

"Could it be that……"

Yu Gonglang looked around and sighed: "This strange talk field is really amazing."

The lights in the underground tram turned a bit scarlet at some point.

Where the red light shines, the entire tram begins to transform into another form.

The iron sheets surrounding the carriage became rusty, and the slogans and advertisements posted on the walls continued to fall off.

"Angel Mask...the latest...new...developed by Mizuno...biotechnology company...

The radio and television in the car kept flickering, and eventually mottled black and white snowflakes appeared.

Then, scarlet granulation grew under the metal structure.

The granulations grew continuously, bridging each other, and quickly covered the top, bottom, left and right sides of the carriage. There were vaguely thick blood vessels beating underneath them, and there were even pale bones that broke through the granulations and drilled out, forming a hideous and terrifying shape.

It was as if... the entire tram came to life!

At this moment, even the most nervous passengers could not help but feel horrified.

Almost everyone opened their eyes in horror, looking at this unbelievable sight.

"Is this... the tram of despair?"

A high school student wearing a peaked cap murmured dully: "Isn't that just an urban legend?"

Rumors of the "Desperate Tram" spread widely on the Internet in Tokyo, and naturally many people have heard of it.

However, none of them thought that this strange story would break into their lives in this way!
Suddenly, an office worker carrying a briefcase shuddered and fell straight to the ground.

"Akasaka-senpai! What's wrong with you?"

The colleague next to him screamed in surprise and wanted to help him up, but when he touched his body, he couldn't help screaming and retreating.

Mr. Akasaka looked ashen and stared blankly ahead.

The stiff body has lost its warmth.

"Dead, dead?"

The passenger next to him felt cold and his hair stood on end.

"Obviously he was fine just now..."

A person who was still alive just now died silently in front of him, which caused an extremely huge psychological impact on people.

"On the Despair Tram, one person dies randomly in each carriage every half hour."

The high school student in the peaked cap swallowed hard and looked desperate: "Everyone may die!"

boom!
On the seats on both sides, another person suddenly fell to the ground, his face equally ashen and lifeless.

Seeing is not alive.

Not just him, there were several people leaning on the chairs, their eyes widened, their bodies motionless, and even emitting a rotten smell, as if they had been dead for a long time.

"Why did so many people die?"

Someone asked with a trembling voice: "Didn't you say that we only kill one person every half an hour?"

The boy in the peaked hat was about to cry but his voice was trembling with fear: "I don't know, I don't know..."

"...One person will die in half an hour, but that doesn't mean there is no other way to die!"

Seeing this tragic situation, other passengers in the carriage were undoubtedly even more horrified.

"There is no signal on the mobile phone or mobile phone!"

"Is there any way to escape? The tram is still running. Where does it want to send us?"

"Uuuuu, I don't want to die..."

"Mother……"

Screams, shouts, cries, roars... all mixed together, making the car extremely noisy and chaotic.

In this environment, Yu Gonglang seemed to be unaware of the situation and silently looked at the window of the tram.

On the window, there were bloody fingerprints one after another, densely covered together.

And outside the window, there was a darkness that was so thick that it couldn't be broken.

In the darkness, something shapeless seemed to be surging, and a malicious gaze came from it.

It is not difficult to see that "Train of Despair" and "Pure White Shadow" are not at all the same level of ghost stories.

The most obvious manifestation is the influence of this realm of ghost stories on reality.

The pure white demonic shadow only pulled a few students into it, while the Despair Tram quietly took away the passengers on the entire tram.

It’s no wonder that it’s difficult for the Weiyan APP to count the specific death toll.

On the side, Ishikawa Yuki managed to stay calm and asked softly.

"Hanomiya-san, what should we do now?"

"Is there anything I can do to help?"

She also knew that she was a drag, and it was good enough not to cause trouble to Yu Gonglang, but she still wanted to help.

Yu Gonglang pondered: "First, we must find the rules of this ghost story realm."

"Only by following the rules will you not die inexplicably."

Rules like this for random killings are actually the most difficult to deal with. No matter what identity or ability you have, as long as you are unlucky, you may die on the spot!

In this realm of ghost stories, Yu Gonglang may also die.

Ishikawa Yuki was thoughtful.

She also looked at the car window.

In the dim red light, the window reflected the girl's face.

one second.

two seconds.

three seconds...

Just when the third second was about to reach the end, Ishikawa Yuki suddenly felt an extreme fear in her heart.

The body is cold, as if death is about to come!
She tried her best to turn her head and look away.

And at this moment, she saw herself in the car window... showing a weird smile!

"Hoo! Hoo..."

Ishikawa Yuki gasped desperately, sweating all over her body, and shouted.

"Window! Don't look at the window!"

"If you look into your reflected self, you will die!"

Yu Gonglang glanced at her in surprise. This little girl's adaptability was much stronger than he expected.

In such a dangerous situation, he can still analyze the rules of strange stories so quickly.

It's clearly a talent.

"well done."

Yu Gonglang sighed softly.

On the other side, after hearing Ishikawa Yuki's words, a strong passenger immediately took out the safety hammer from the carriage and smashed it against the window.

clang!
The car window was undamaged, but the safety hammer rotted away at a speed visible to the naked eye and became extremely fragile.

"What the hell!"

Seeing this, the passenger quickly threw away the hammer and looked ugly.

Such unscientific and incredible things seem to be seen everywhere on this tram.

"Let me come."

Yu Gonglang said, he had been covered in blood clothes at some point, and the demon knife in his hand was as scarlet as blood.

The realm of ghost stories is the gap between reality and cognition.

This bloody clothes is not a real thing, but a decoration automatically formed by cognition when Yu Gonglang acts as a [blood-clothed swordsman].

A deep black light emitted from his right eye, making it easy to peer into the most vulnerable point.

Knife light flashed.

Click!

The window covered with bloody handprints shattered, and the glass shards were blown into the darkness outside the tram by the wind.

Ahhh! ! !
On the tram announcement, an electronic sound roared like a wounded beast.

But the next moment, thick darkness surged in from outside the tram.

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