C11 All dead

It was now the middle of the night. The chilly wind was blowing on my body, causing me to shiver uncontrollably. This is the first time I've experienced such a terrifying tragedy, and I don't have a clue what's going on.

This was a few dozen fresh lives. Just thinking about it made my hair stand on end. Call the police, I want to call the police! This is the last thing I can do for everyone.

I shakily stood up. My entire body was as soft as a pool of mud. My legs were trembling, and my heart was pounding. I had no choice but to lean against the slope behind me to support my body's weight.

My trembling right hand went into my pants pocket, where my cell phone was. I took it out and checked it. Luckily, there was nothing wrong with my phone. I had just charged it with a charger, so it could barely last for a few more hours.

It was supposed to be a traffic accident, but it involved human life, so I didn't know if I should call 122 or 110. After a slight hesitation, I still dialed 110%.

"Hello, this is the Eight Coiled Mountain Road. A long distance coach has fallen off the cliff."

The operator on the other side was also shocked, because everyone knew what falling off the cliff meant. This was going to be a very serious traffic accident.

I didn't continue to answer the urgent questions on the other end of the line. I felt as if all my energy had been sucked out of me after the call. I didn't hang up, but the hand holding the phone dropped.

My entire body was like a snake as I slowly slid down the slope. I actually didn't even have the strength to stand. There was still a voice on the other end, but it had nothing to do with me. I just want to be quiet now, because I know that if I call the police, they'll be here soon.

I can't save anyone, I can only help them with their aftermath. I want to cry, but I can't.

But today did not, my heart only despair, just like a piece of dead ash! I collapsed to the ground beneath the slope, curled into a ball.

The distance from here to my hometown isn't too far. I know that the distance from the county city to here is about 50 miles. No matter how fast the police react, it will still take them at least half an hour to get there.

I didn't want to stay here, but I had to. Not to mention the fact that my hands and feet were weak right now. Even when I was in good health, it was impossible for me to walk a dozen miles to a place where people lived. I could only wait for the police and hope that they would arrive earlier.

The wind was cold in the middle of the night, the mountain winds were even colder! The chilly wind blew on my body, causing me to shiver. The sound of a baby's cry came from an unknown place. It scared me so much that my entire body quivered. I used all of my strength to move towards the slope behind me.

The baby cried again, and this time I heard the sound. I turned to look, and let out a long breath.

If one was truly unlucky, even drinking a mouthful of cold water would be enough to fill one's teeth. Where the hell did this wild owl come from? Even you are scaring me!

I looked at my cell phone. It was 1: 13 A.M. I opened the call log. I called the police twenty-eight minutes ago.

I said that I was afraid of the night, and even more afraid of waiting in the night. I began to miss Du Weizi. If I was with him, even if he scolded me, I would still be much better off.

What was Du Weizi doing now? I really wanted to call him, but in the end I resisted. This was not the right time to call him, and I was afraid I would scare him.

In the long wait, I can only constantly let my imagination run wild, not letting me sink into greater fear. Suddenly, the sound of a siren could be heard from afar, growing clearer and clearer.

I tried my best to support my body as I stood up. I had never felt the sound of a siren as pleasant as it sounded, but now, the sound of a siren was like the sound of nature to me!

I anxiously looked at the winding road up the mountain. My breath quickened as I finally saw a police car rushing towards me. I even forgot the danger and somehow walked into the middle of the road. Then he spread his arms like a log and stood in front of the police car.

A screeching screech of brakes broke the deathly silence, and the police car came to a halt a meter away from me. When the limelight shone on me, I actually laughed. I've finally seen a living person!

"You want to die? Didn't you see a car rushing out? "

A young policeman in a police uniform opened the door and came out, shouting at me in exasperation.

I finally know what he's called a bitch, and I think I'm pretty cheap right now. Because not only did I not complain or complain about the officer's scolding, I actually felt very close to him. These are human words. We are the same kind, alright?

Perhaps because of my abnormal reaction, the police officer stopped talking. At this moment, a middle-aged police officer walked out from the passenger seat. He was a little fat and short, only 1.6 meters or so tall.

The middle-aged policeman looked at me, took a few steps forward to my front, then looked around at the surrounding environment and the gap in the railing that had been smashed open by the coach, before turning his gaze back to me.

"You were the one who called the police?"

I vigorously nodded my head. It wasn't because I didn't want to speak, but because I was close to being unable to speak. At the same time, another siren sounded out and several police cars came to a stop behind the first police car.

There were police officers constantly getting off from the police cars. Each and every one of them was very professional. They quickly set up a roadblock to block the road, leaving behind two people to keep watch.

Another person walked up to me. He first gave me a glance before he turned to look at the middle-aged police officer who spoke to me.

The middle-aged policeman did not say anything. He walked straight towards the gap in the railing that had been smashed open by the coach. Behind him were five or six policemen. Because of the police car's headlights, the road was clearly visible.

I saw a policeman take out his camera and take a few pictures at the gap in the railing. The middle-aged policeman brought the others to the edge of the cliff.

I didn't need to look to know that they couldn't see anything. Because every time I go back home, I have to pass through this part of the road, so I'm very familiar with the environment here.

The coach should have rushed into a ravine, with a depth of at least a hundred meters. If it was daytime, he would have been able to see much more. But now, it was pitch black.

Just as I expected, those few policemen only took a few probing glances before retreating. The few of them gathered together, seemingly discussing something.

I took a rough look and saw that there were five police cars with about twenty people in them. With such a large force, it was sufficient for us to face this matter seriously. After all, this is related to dozens of lives.

When there are more people, it gives me a sense of security. My tensed nerves also slowly relaxed. I knew that I was smiling, but my smile was very stiff. My body also became stiff.

However, I completely relaxed. My vision started to become blurry, and I heard some vague words by my ear. Then, I felt my legs go soft. Everything went dark, and I fainted.

The moment I fainted, I felt a shadow rush in front of me, as if reaching out to support me, but I didn't know what happened after that.

In my dream, I once again returned to the terrifying scene that I had just experienced. I was surrounded by dead people, but they were all giving me weird smiles.

I ran with all my might, running with all my might in the endless darkness. I was afraid that at any moment, a green-faced fanged guy would jump out from beside me.

I heard a familiar and strange laugh, heard a sentence that I will never forget: "You can't escape, because we are the same kind! "Hahaha!"