Chapter 268 The Devil's Call

Twelve years ago, there seemed to be only one big thing that happened in this world and had something to do with me.

That major car accident happened twelve years ago.

But, what does this have to do with the present? After all, it was something that happened twelve years ago. What’s the use of this uncle yelling here now? It’s now, twelve years ago, twelve years ago, and it didn’t matter if it was half a cent.

Why do you yell here? Things are gone, and they are never redeemable.

"No, no, no, that, what, boat, time is sometimes not a completely eternal existence."

Just when I wanted to use the ideas of Marxist philosophy to provide this uncle with brainwashing education to make him realize reality and illusion, Dalian on the side spoke.

"What's the meaning?"

Dalian said something so much that I was stunned. Time is not eternal, so what is it?

"Look at this book by yourself." Dalian threw the mysterious book in his hand to me and asked me to take a closer look at what was in it.

I got it and I looked through it. It was nothing. Isn’t it just an ordinary timetable?

It is full of many things about the train's departure time and arrival time, and it feels like there is nothing special.

Wait, there are timetables for every time, and from all countries in the world, why are there even trains that are in the future compared to this time point? This is the abnormal place.

Let me think about it, the train I am currently on seems to be a ghost train that should not exist...

Twelve years ago, a train had a major car accident on this railway line shortly after departure. Is there any connection between them?

"Old Bradshaw Timetable, that's the name of this book."

Bradshaw? Why is this name so familiar? Isn’t it the name of a certain basketball player?

Seeing my inexplicable look, Dalian said a few words silently. In fact, Ye Zhou in front of him was an idiot. He calmed down a little, and then explained to me.

"George Bradshaw, an Englishman, released the world's first train schedule in 1839, called "The Bradshaw Railway Guide", so until now, Bradshaw is the endorsement of train schedules. And the prototype of this book is the original manuscript of the first book written by Bradshaw himself. Do you understand?"

I understood, I nodded suddenly, and then what was the point? This book is a fantasy book, so what is its function? This makes me very incomprehensible.

"The Old Bradshaw Timetable lists the running times of all trains in history. This fantasy book can take people to trains that exist in all time periods from the past to the future. That's it. Now, you understand why that man screamed like this." After Dalian finished speaking, he showed the expression that if you didn't understand, I would strangle you to death, and I decisively switched my thinking mode. At this time, my slag with an IQ of only five must be useless.

"So, what we are riding now is the special train that happened on this railway twelve years ago, right?" So, I understood something. Hey, this is not a fun thing.

"Hey, uncle, what's your name?" I pulled this guy aside and asked carefully.

"Les Haven, this is my name. The pilot assistant of this train."

The uncle was stunned and revealed his identity.

Well, that's true. Did the undead person in the accident get this fantasy book and come to stop the incident? It's really interesting.

"Okay, since that's the case, uncle, I'll help you with one more time. After all, I don't like car accidents the most, especially when your friend is in this car."

Five minutes later, I roughly learned the truth.

The murderer pretended to be a pilot and smuggled into the train. After his identity was revealed, he died together? It was interesting, and it was indeed interesting. If he didn't interfere in such a thing, it would be difficult for nature to tolerate it.

By the way, at this time, I felt a lot of unusual things. It was not the unusualness of this incident, nor was it the feeling of my already lost energy. It was discovered by the sixth sense of an otaku.

When you learn the truth and want to prevent evil events from happening, someone or event must appear to stop or interfere. This is almost a regular routine.

"So Dalian, I personally think the next thing is difficult to handle."

Seeing me with a nervous look on my face, Dalian made a decisive choice... and slapped me with a slap.

Get it done.

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At the same time, the front of the train is located.

"So, are you the murderer who just escaped from prison, Mr. Gloucester Killis?" The man who suddenly appeared smiled slightly, took off the hat on his head, and said affectionately and calmly to a guy who looked like a pilot in front of him.

"I have a book here. Do you want to read it?"
Chapter completed!