C14 The driver found it

The policeman's face was very serious. He bit his lower lip as if he was making a decision. Then I saw him take out his cell phone, press a number, and put it to his ear.

"Captain Wang, come over here for a moment. It's about the death of those passengers. He seems to know something!"

After he put down the phone, he looked at me and seriously said, "Regardless of whether it is real or fake, tell me everything that you know in detail."

I wasn't very excited, but I was absolutely relieved that he was saying this, which meant that he was beginning to believe what I was saying. He could not help but believe it, because those passengers were actually already dead before falling down the cliff. Modern forensic science is so advanced, I don't believe that I can't see through it!

I'm not a good storyteller, and I don't know how to use superfluous words. I told him everything that happened after the coach crashed into the silicone man in my common language.

The two of them fell into silence, obviously deep in thought. At this time, the bald policeman came back.

"Do you know how those people died?"

His tone was cold, but I could hear the urgency in his voice. It was clear that they hadn't figured out the real cause of death.

I shook my head. "I was only guessing. I've already told you all I know. As for whether or not you believe me is up to you."

"What exactly is going on? Tell me again. "

The bald policeman frowned. It was obvious that the severity of this matter was beyond my imagination, so he was also extremely anxious!

I can only repeat what I said to the other two just now, and try to be truthful and not exaggerate at all. Because even then, it sounds like I'm making up a story.

Fortunately, this time, the bald policeman did not lose his temper. Instead, he fell into a state of anxiety. It's true that he is a police officer, but he is also human. Although three miles is different, my hometown is only a few dozen miles away from here.

He couldn't possibly have been completely indifferent to what I said, especially considering his age, or at least fifty years old, when people more or less believed in ghosts and gods.

"You mean all the passengers were actually dead before they fell from the cliff, and the driver of the bus was also possessed, right? But I don't understand one thing. Why are you the only one who survived unharmed from the entire carriage? "

All three of them had their eyes focused on me, leaving me speechless. Not to mention answering, I don't even know what it is.

If I explain it seriously, that ghost girl saved me, but why did she save me? That's hard to explain! She said I was half her kind, which I could not understand, and dared not to understand.

"If you're asking me, why don't you ask the missing driver? I want to know what's going on!"

"The passenger company has sent all the driver's information over. We will find him, but before that, we need your cooperation. We can't leave here."

I did not argue, and kept my head down, because I knew it was useless to argue in this situation. All I could do was wait for the police to find out the truth, or find the driver, but neither of those was easy.

The bald policeman left again in a hurry. The other two officers were responsible for guarding me, and I was flattered by the high standards of protection.

In my boredom of waiting, I didn't say anything to either of them. My heart was already numb with fear, and what I had experienced in the past few days was even more wonderful than what I had experienced in the past two decades.

Or perhaps it should not be called wonderful, but a very sad scene! The sky quickly darkened. At dinner, as at noon, I didn't eat much. I still couldn't eat. What made me uneasy was that Du Weizi still hadn't called me!

I started to worry about him. What was that guy doing?

I couldn't help it. I begged them to give it back to me again. After an afternoon of interaction, although we didn't say much, the two of them knew that I didn't have any sort of danger factor. Thus, after hesitating for a moment, they finally returned the phone to me.

I took the phone and thanked him before impatiently dialing Du Weizi's number. My heart was beating rapidly, but no one answered my call.

Unresigned, I dialed again, but in the end, I couldn't get through! I was stunned. Du Weizi's phone must be out of battery. But where was Du Weizi? It was obvious that the phone was not with him. Did that Madahh lose his phone?

It was the best explanation I could come up with, and I didn't dare or want to think of any of the other possibilities. So I put my phone away and waited for Du Weizi to call me.

This time, the two cops didn't offer to take my phone. Although they might not completely believe what I said, at least they weren't completely unconvinced.

I thought I would be treated as a suspect for a long time, but what I didn't expect was that before nine o'clock, the phone in the room rang.

It was one of the policemen who answered the phone, and I heard him respond in succession. After hanging up, he looked at me and walked over. Then he said to his companion, "It's Captain Wang. Take him to the interrogation room."

I was startled and my hair stood on end. I'm just a suspect, and I'm about to be interrogated? Do I have to turn it into a trick?

"What do you want me to do in the interrogation room?"

I took two steps back. I felt like a completely helpless sheep, and they were fierce hounds.

The person who answered the phone was stunned and quickly explained, "Don't misunderstand, that bus driver found you. He was just bringing you there for a confrontation."

Quality? I am very sensitive to language now. If the driver was alive, then it meant that he was, after all, a real driver, or a ghost girl who had taken over his body.

Either way, it was a turning point for me. My mood also eased a bit, but I was still very nervous, because I couldn't imagine what I was going to face.

We left the room and entered the narrow corridor. Through the window, I could see the night. I was already afraid of the night, and after what happened yesterday, I have reached a new level of fear. I followed closely behind the two of them. At this moment, I felt that they were very close.

The interrogation room and the room I was in were at opposite ends of a corridor. We walked the fifty meters or so down the corridor until we came to a room painted military green with another room inside. Before we could get in, we heard a burst of laughter.

My heart beat faster, and my whole body tensed up and I stood still. It's not that I don't want to leave, it's just that my legs are a bit weak.

Because the laughter was so familiar, so deep that I would never forget it. It was from that ghost girl. There was no way it was wrong.

The thought that I was about to meet her again gave me goosebumps, but I had to go in because it was my only chance to prove my innocence.

My mind was in a mess. I didn't even know how I managed to drag myself into the interrogation room. After entering the interrogation room, I quickly looked around the room and fixed my gaze on a face at the northwest corner of the room.

I saw that he was smiling, and his smile was still so strange and creepy! His hands were cuffed and he was sitting in a chair. Opposite him was a bald policeman and another man, and on both sides of them were six policemen with guns. From their serious expressions, it could be seen how much attention was being paid to this matter.