Chapter Thirteen Bad Habits
Lin Qingsheng soon brought people to the bank of Jialing River. He picked up his telescope and looked up at the cross-river bridge.
Under the clouds, at the top of the bridge column with a giant wire rope tied to it, a gray figure stood there. Thousands of giant wire ropes were hanging down under it, pulling up the bridge.
The black shadow dressing style was extremely weird, and I just stared at Jialing River blankly.
On the Jialing River, the long wind was rustling. The dark gray cloak was blown up by the long wind, and the hat connected to the cloak was blown off, revealing a strange face, like a human head sewn thousands of times.
"According to the description of the person who called the police, the new thing appeared to be a tumbler, and the whole cheek seemed to be stitched."
The police around Lin Qingsheng supplemented the description of the police's information.
At this time, the figure seemed to have realized something. It looked towards Lin Qingsheng, and a strange smile appeared on the corner of its scarlet mouth.
A pair of hands that seemed to be pieced together reached out from the sleeves and greeted Lin Qingsheng gently.
"Damn it, this thing is so arrogant!"
Lin Qingsheng waved his hand and said to the people around him:
"No need to read the police information, I have read it, and..."
Lin Qingsheng raised his head and put down the telescope in his hand.
"That thing has discovered us."
As if confirming Lin Qingsheng's words, the doll jumped directly from the bridge pier that was more than 100 meters high, turned over and fell on a giant steel bar rope, and slid down along the steel bars. The doll fell on the shore of the Jialing River in a few jumps.
The entire movement is smooth and flowing, completely beyond the scope of human mechanics.
On the banks of the Jialing River, the grass was bent over by a pair of linen.
On the banks of the Jialing River, the dolls and Lin Qingsheng and others looked at each other. At this time, it was only a few hundred meters away from Lin Qingsheng and others.
"Click!"
This is the sound of gun friction in modern Ming Dynasty, and the sound of bullets loading, full of mechanical beauty of industrial society.
Lin Qingsheng and others instantly entered a state of vigilance, and the gun safety in their hands was immediately pulled open.
But the doll seemed to care nothing. It took a step and walked slowly and gracefully towards Lin Qingsheng and others.
It is hard to imagine that the word "elegance" can be used on such a weird puppet.
But that's so appropriate.
The river wind lowered the grass and suppressed the atmosphere.
"Stop, shoot forward again."
Lin Qingsheng warned in a cold voice.
But the mutton did not react at all. Instead, the corners of his mouth cracked, revealing sharp fangs, as if he was saying hello to them.
"Damn it, fuck him!"
Lin Qingsheng took the lead in firing.
"Bang!Bang!Bang..."
Then gunfires and sparks suddenly appeared.
Bullets poured onto the doll like a flood, splashing sparks of sparks.
But this still did not stop the puppet from moving forward. Its body did not look like cotton textile, but instead looked like steel plates.
The bullet was bounced away without even leaving any traces.
The shooting for a full ten seconds did not cause any damage to the puppet.
Instead, the dolls walked within a hundred meters of Lin Qingsheng and others.
He reached out and patted the place where the bullets were shot. A strange expression appeared on his face full of sutures.
"Shooting is not a way to greet friends."
The sound of glacier friction was heard from the puppet's mouth.
"Fuck, he can still talk."
Lin Qingsheng cursed, he put down his gun and spoke:
"Who are you?"
"I'm the one who comes to answer your doubts, you can call me Bai Xiaosheng."
The weird puppet raised his head and replied politely.
But it makes me feel indescribable.
"The person who answered my doubts?" Lin Qingsheng inserted the gun back to his waist and said coldly: "Where did you get the confidence?"
He put away the gun because he found that the gun seemed useless to the monster in front of him.
Lin Qingsheng was eased the atmosphere, and he did not want to cause casualties.
"You don't want to know why strange phenomena occur in Mount Tai, Yellow River, Kunlun, Fengdu and other places? You don't want to know why these happen?"
The doll's voice seemed to be bewitching. He had unknowingly walked to Lin Qingsheng's face, staring straight at the person in front of him with his eyes that were as if he were artificially installed.
Lin Qingsheng fought back with his eyes:
"You tell me who you are first, why should I believe you?"
"Because I know a lot of things, you have no choice."
The tutu spread his hands, as if he was saying that you had no choice but to me, and he was like an experienced and treacherous businessman.
This made Lin Qingsheng involuntarily feel like he was in a trap, and he tried to use the problem to get the initiative back.
"What does it have to do with the ghost thing on the Three Gorges Square the day before yesterday?"
The mutton did not reject the question, it waved its hand gently.
"I have nothing to do with that thing. What you see now is just an incarnation of mine. The reason why it is now is just to attract your attention, and that thing is obviously a ghost."
Incarnation?
ghost?
Lin Qingsheng sensitively grasped these words, and he felt that everything seemed to be moving in a direction he did not want.
Mao Hongwei, who was raised by the bitch, is likely to guess correctly.
The police officers of the Ministry of Justice behind Lin Qingsheng also clearly felt the depression of the atmosphere, and their hands holding the gun were tightened.
"No need to be so tense. I am a relatively friendly party to you. We can have a different place to chat."
The Muppet said again, as if he had been grasping the rhythm of the entire conversation, and he did not seem panic at all.
Lin Qingsheng looked at the doll in front of him and was a little silent. He felt like a trap, but he had to jump inside.
"Xiao Zhao." Lin Qingsheng suddenly spoke and called out a name.
A young policeman stepped forward and walked:
"head?"
"Give me an empty car, and the rest of you will find someone to pick it up to the police station."
"yes!"
A young policeman called Xiao Zhao took a bunch of keys from his waist and then reported a bunch of license plate numbers.
After hearing this, Lin Qingsheng nodded, then pointed to the puppet.
"Aren't you going to talk?"
He hooked his finger and said:
"Come with me."
The mutton smiled strangely and said:
"Don't be so careful about me. Although I was just a casual use of this incarnation, it's too easy to kill you."
Lin Qingsheng took a breath, and said that killing you was too simple in this family-style tone, which always made people feel chilling.
Turning around and opening the car door, Lin Qingsheng turned around and said:
"The world will not be good for no reason. I don't believe that your purpose is simple. You should stay with me honestly in the same car."
The mutte shrugged: "If you insist, I have no objection."
After the doll got into the car, Lin Qingsheng turned on the police lights and sirens, turned around and drove towards the Superintendent of the Ministry of Justice of Yucheng, Daming.
The doll just sat in the back seat of the police car, looking at the scenery of Yucheng lightly.
Lin Qingsheng looked at the dolls through the rearview mirror from time to time.
"My incarnation is so ugly. Can Team Lin concentrate on driving and don't keep staring at me?"
The doll's straight-checked eyes suddenly turned to the rearview mirror, and the corner of her red mouth raised: "Or...what are you bad habits?"
"Damn, you have bad habits."
Lin Qingsheng cursed, turned his head and stopped looking at the puppet.
This thing is so weird, it feels even more outrageous than the appearance of Three Gorges Square that day.
What happened to the Ming Dynasty? Suddenly, these monsters and monsters popped up.
The car finally became quiet, both the puppet and Lin Qingsheng all became quiet completely.
On Yucheng Avenue, a police car with a sirens on the lit up accelerated towards the Superintendent of the Ministry of Justice of the Ming Dynasty.
Chapter completed!