The whole weird world is waiting for me to go to heaven

Chapter 945 A Golden Crow (19)

The man slowly straightened up, still pressing down on the "driver" with his hand, and praised him:

"Well done! Looks like you're pretty smart!"

"Thank you," Liu Sheng replied calmly. "Many people have said that."

"Haha, that's interesting."

The man seemed to be seeing someone like this for the first time, and gave two dry laughs.

"Luckily, no one knows He Tao right now, otherwise they would definitely judge you as OOC." "World" said quietly.

Liu Sheng shrugged.

She turned to the man and said, "I think you can let go now."

"What?" The man was taken aback.

He has already died.

Liu Sheng pointed to the "driver" under the man, his sunglasses thrown aside, revealing a pair of eyes that looked unfocused and with diffused irises.

"Wha...what!"

His face turned deathly pale, and he cried out in alarm.

Looking down, the driver's skin had turned an unnatural grayish-purple, his flesh was loose like a dehydrated sack, and he even emitted a pungent stench of decay. He looked as dead as could be.

When I raised my hand, I felt a sticky sensation in my palm.

Looking at the spot where the driver's arm had just been grabbed, the deep purple handprint was shocking. The blood had stopped flowing back, and the skin was so soft it looked like it could be peeled off with a single touch.

But that's not all that's terrifying.

The entire bus is aging rapidly at a rate visible to the naked eye.

The metal surfaces were covered in rust, the plastic seats were white and cracked, the advertisements by the window were bulging with water, and a musty, fishy smell wafted over.

The man had never seen anything like it before. In a panic, he took two steps back, splashing out a puddle of water that seemed to have appeared out of nowhere.

"This is... a ghost car?" He couldn't help but think of some urban legends. "No! Impossible! Such a thing cannot exist."

Liu Sheng was taken aback. She hadn't heard such informal terminology in a long time, but seeing that this man couldn't believe it at all and kept denying it, she naturally didn't say anything.

Although it's a "strange vehicle," it's the only means of transportation in this desolate wilderness.

So Liu Sheng still tried to restart the car.

But it wouldn't start at all. The dashboard showed zero fuel, and the steering wheel, gear shift, and handbrake were all rusted and stuck.

The man standing nearby advised, "Forget it, this car is just like those cars that our bureau... cough cough, we've seen salvaged from the sea, it's absolutely totaled."

Liu Sheng had no choice but to give up and jump out of the driver's seat.

If no one was watching, she might have thought about whether she could use her tiny tentacles to reconstruct the circuitry and turn it into a hearse—no, a flying car.

It's already a hearse.

"Let's go, or we might end up spending the night with corpses here," the man urged from the car door, carrying his bag.

Liu Sheng also shouldered her hiking backpack and followed the man.

After getting off the bus, I realized that the sea in the distance was already turning golden, and the sun was slowly sinking into the sea.

Looking at the time again, it was already 17:46.

The phone's battery was already at 100%.

[It disappeared for a period of time!]

Liu Sheng suddenly realized something.

But the man in front of him didn't seem to notice; he was just looking down at the offline map on his phone, as if he was looking for directions.

"Let's hurry, before it gets completely dark, let's get to Zhengjia Village as soon as possible," the man said, turning back.

"However, it looks like we'll have to get over this mountain."

Liu Sheng frowned slightly as she looked at the map on her phone, then at the towering cliff beside her. It didn't seem like she could possibly climb over it.

"It's alright, I know a shortcut," the man said as he continued walking forward.

Liu Sheng did not follow immediately, but stood there watching him with a deep gaze.

The man noticed, stopped, turned around and smiled: "Don't worry, I'm a good person."

"In that case, what's your name and purpose?" Liu Sheng asked calmly.

"Ok?"

"If you want to prove you're a good person, you should at least be open and honest about it, right?"

"Oh, my name is Yang Lingfeng, and I'm a mountaineer."

Liu Sheng smiled slightly: "You just said you were a good person, and now you're trying to lie to me?"

Yang Lingfeng's gaze sharpened slightly, but he still stubbornly insisted, "What? I didn't..."

Liu Sheng interrupted him without any politeness:
"Judging from the calluses on your thumb and index finger, you're not an ordinary person; and your skills and moves suggest you haven't learned ordinary self-defense techniques."

"Furthermore, your accent clearly doesn't belong to a local, yet you know the mountain trails. While it might seem like you've done some preliminary research for the hike, Zhengjia Village isn't on any of the usual hiking routes in this area. Considering what I've already said, it seems even less likely, making me very suspicious of your purpose in coming here."

“And,” she glanced casually at his side, “the most obvious thing is the gun at your waist.”

"But you didn't use it in such an emergency just now, which means you still have some bottom line and can't use a gun casually."

Yang Lingfeng laughed heartily, his cheerful demeanor revealing a hint of approval.

"The little girl is indeed very smart."

Yang Lingfeng nodded, took off his baseball cap, revealing a dark and square face. His thick, hard eyebrows and eyes made him look rather clumsy and honest, and he should be over forty years old.

He looked at Liu Sheng with even greater admiration, then took out an ID from his inner pocket and handed it over.

In the setting sun, the silver badge reflected a dazzling light.

Liu Sheng was taken aback: "A federal police officer?"

And it came from the Federal Bureau of Investigation in Qingyang City.

After confirming the name, it really was "Yang Lingfeng". I compared it with the photo, and the thick, hard eyebrows pressing down on the eyes and the angular, square face matched the person in front of me perfectly.

Yang Lingfeng put away his documents, gave a simple, honest smile, and said, "How about it? Can you rest assured now?"

I'm even more worried now...

Of course, Liu Sheng wouldn't show it.

Instead, he showed an expression of admiration and respect, and nodded: "Of course I trust Officer Yang!"

"However, how did you end up here from Qingyang City?"

"Of course, it's to track down a vicious criminal!" Yang Lingfeng gritted his teeth, seemingly filled with extreme hatred. "He killed more than one person, killed my classmate, and..."

He stopped there, as if it was inappropriate to continue.

"Anyway, I really don't know what this kid is thinking." He shook his head and sighed. "Speaking of which, he's about your age, probably a college student too. You're a college student, right?"

Liu Sheng immediately felt a slight chill and nodded: "Yes, that's me."

Yang Lingfeng saw this and misunderstood it as her being frightened, so he smiled and reassured her: "Don't worry, I will catch that person and won't let any more innocent people get hurt."

"How did you know this person would come to these mountains?" Liu Sheng asked "curiously."

"Ahem, that's a police secret, I can't tell you."

"Okay, Officer Yang, good luck!" Liu Sheng said obediently, offering insincere support. "Anyway, be careful not to get involved with any shady stuff, especially superstition, especially anything about gods and ghosts..."

As Yang Lingfeng was earnestly trying to persuade him, a sudden, rapid sound of wheels grinding against the ground came from behind him.

"careful!"

He stretched out his long arm and protected Liu Sheng as they pressed against the cliff.

A rusty bus sped past, its broken headlights still on, and the bus rattled and clattered on the mountain road, making a jarring sound, like a pile of scrap metal colliding with each other under its shell.

The two stared blankly as the car that should never have been on the road disappeared at the end of the mountain road, and it took them a long time to come to their senses.

"Then how do you explain this phenomenon?" Liu Sheng asked, "The wrecked car can still be driven, and the dead driver is sitting in the driver's seat."

"It's probably some kind of smokescreen." Yang Lingfeng shook his head. "You don't know this because you're not in this line of work. There are more crazy people in this world than you can imagine. That thug is one, and the driver from earlier is another."

"I bet some lunatic stole a bus from the junkyard and is pretending to be a driver to scare people."

"But why would this madman bother to decorate this bus? How could someone who's insane do that?"

“We can’t understand the logic of a madman,” Yang Lingfeng said, shrugging.

"But why did that embellishment suddenly disappear?"

"So this is what a madman would do. He did a terrible job and was exposed immediately."

"Then just now..."

"He was probably faking his death, and he was wearing one of those Federation Ghost Festival outfits." Yang Lingfeng said with a look of annoyance, slapping his forehead. "It's a pity I didn't notice at the time. I really failed in my duty."

Liu Sheng pursed her lips.

This Officer Yang would rather doubt his own eyesight than believe that there really are ghosts in this world.

She didn't need to offer too many reminders.

Living like this is quite blissful.

After passing this pass, Yang Lingfeng led Liu Sheng into the mountain via a small path leading up the cliff.

It was an extremely steep slope, requiring one to grab onto the exposed tree roots and vines on both sides to climb, but judging from the faint, messy footprints on the ground, it must have been used by people regularly.

That's when the trekking poles finally came in handy.

Once you reach the top of the cliff, the path widens a bit, but the trees grow even taller and denser, blocking out the golden rays of the setting sun, leaving the surroundings shrouded in darkness.

The two turned on their flashlights and walked carefully, chatting casually as they went.

However, Liu Sheng had to be careful when chatting.

After all, she was not from this era at all, and many topics for casual conversation were completely unfamiliar to her. In order to avoid revealing her identity, she could only piece together materials from He Tao's memories and the information obtained from web scraping.

Once they got used to each other's routines, Liu Sheng gradually relaxed and spoke with much more confidence and fluency.

However, Yang Lingfeng's next sentence made her more alert:

"By the way, why did you go to Zhengjia Village?"

Liu Sheng's heart skipped a beat: "Of course... it's mountain climbing."

"really?"

Yang Lingfeng raised his voice at the end, twitched his thick eyebrows, and gave a half-smile.

“But I see that your skin is very fair, your arms are thin and there are no signs of exercise, and your hands do not have calluses from using trekking poles or ropes. You don’t look like someone who often goes hiking.”

“Besides…” he paused, a mischievous smile spreading across his face, “like you said—Zhengjia Village isn’t exactly a popular hiking destination.”

So this is where you were waiting for me.

Liu Sheng had just exposed him, and now it was Yang Lingfeng's turn to turn the tables.

I didn't expect him to hold it in until now.

All that casual conversation was just to put her on her guard.

He really is a federal police officer.

Under the beam of the flashlight, Yang Lingfeng was seen with a look of inquiry, and a smug smile that seemed to say, "Gotcha, huh?"

Of course, she couldn't say that she came specifically for Professor Shen.

From what I just heard, although I don't know how Yang Lingfeng tracked that "vicious criminal" to Zhengjia Village, it is obviously related to the deaths of Zheng Qiran and his roommates. Therefore, we must not expose any information that may be related to him.

Liu Sheng's mind raced, then she lowered her head shyly and said, "Officer Yang, you still found out... I'm just... cough cough, a fan of..."

Yang Lingfeng immediately put on an expression of "I knew it".

“Following celebrities isn’t a bad thing, but it shouldn’t interfere with your studies, and you shouldn’t disregard your safety by running to such an unfamiliar place. Think about it, you almost died just now!” Yang Lingfeng said earnestly.

"But! But this is a rare opportunity!" Liu Sheng said anxiously.

“That’s true.” Yang Lingfeng nodded in realization. “But you’re really something. If it weren’t for the fact that it was registered in our system, I wouldn’t have known that kid would come to Zhengjia Village…”

Liu Sheng's mind went blank for a moment before she realized what was happening—

[So... the celebrities who came to Shanhai City were LBKids...]

Yang Lingfeng was still talking, but her ears seemed to be ringing, and she could only hear indistinct words drifting away:
"...Those fans only knew that they came to Shanhai City to film a program. They even asked the Shanhai City police for help to avoid affecting social order, and then they secretly went to Zhengjia Village through several detours. And you, you actually chased after them. You wouldn't happen to be one of those stalker fans... Rice, would you?"

"I'm not a sasaeng fan!"

Liu Sheng immediately defended himself, almost instinctively.

This seems to stem from He Tao's instinct, feeling that this is a tremendous insult.

Yang Lingfeng looked at Liu Sheng with a mixture of belief and doubt, seemingly not believing her explanation at all.

The world laughed unrestrainedly in the sea of ​​my heart.

It's alright, this is such a perfect cover.

Liu Sheng could only grit her teeth and endure it.

"Fine, I didn't say you couldn't do this. My daughter likes them too!" Yang Lingfeng said, his sharply defined cheeks hardening as if he were gritting his teeth. "Honestly, you're already a senior in college, at such a crucial time..."

Filled with indignation, he then began to think of Liu Sheng:
"You're a senior, you have to write your thesis and find a job, you can't neglect either, otherwise you'll have to extend your graduation and it will affect your job search! How much longer until graduation? About two months, right? How much have you written?"

"Also, if you're looking for a job, you should have started putting in the effort during last year's fall recruitment season, right? What about the spring recruitment season? Did you put in any effort then?"

"Or you could try for a job in the federal system, like me, with a secure job. Wouldn't that be great? Aren't you envious?"

This rambling on and on made Liu Sheng's brain cortex wrinkle.

Officer Yang really does know a lot about senior students; he probably does have a daughter who is a senior in college.

Moreover, judging from his rambling, he probably does the same thing at home, but his daughter is unwilling to listen to him anymore, so he came to persuade Liu Sheng, this "sasaeng fan" who has gone astray.

But this nagging felt like a mosquito buzzing around her, so she quickly used her spiritual meditation technique to calm herself down and still be able to respond without giving herself away.

After finally managing to fool them, a sudden commotion arose ahead, and looking over, a bright light appeared.

It turned out that several large lights illuminated the forest as bright as day.

Officer Yang immediately became alert and blocked Liu Sheng behind him.

"Watch out, they're up ahead!"

"Who?"

“LBkids”.

(End of this chapter)