Zhong Minghua said in surprise again. After slowing down the car, he twisted his head and looked around.

"What's wrong today? The road closure has been closed here?"

Zhong Minghua recalled, but he was busy with work and socializing a lot. He also had to take time every day to care about his son who was far away from abroad, but he did not have the habit of watching news every day. That is, holidays such as National Day, plus major events of international conferences, he would accidentally see it. When he was driving, he did not have the habit of listening to traffic radio. He had already become familiar with the way to and from get off work. If he was socializing, he would have brought his secretary or Manager Liu and other subordinates. At that time, he would not have driven the car, and he would not have to care about the road conditions.

Thinking about it this way, if a large area of ​​roads needs to be blocked because of construction, he will most likely miss the information.

Zhong Minghua looked at the street.

If there is no vehicle, there are no pedestrians on the road. There is no waiter in the shop along the street. But the lights in the shop are clearly on...

Zhong Minghua was suspicious, but couldn't figure out what was going on.

He just felt strange. As soon as he started thinking, he thought about something strange.

He burst into cold sweat on his back and stepped on the brakes.

Sister Zhong was also shocked and confused and frightened.

Zhong Minghua suddenly stopped the car, and she almost screamed in fear.

"Minghua..." Sister Zhong trembled and called out to her nephew.

"Second aunt, I'll see us..." Zhong Minghua couldn't continue to speak. He didn't know what they should do.

Zhong Minghua had a vague guess. The guess he had gone from vague to clear when parking.

Although Zhong Minghua has no time to read the news every day, there are always some things that will come into his ears.

Yaocheng is a place with good public security. The kind of fighting and gang fights have never happened in Yaocheng. Zhong Minghua has never heard of the armed police surrounding a village and the police blocking a community. In addition, social events such as chemical leakage and chemical factory explosions that require the evacuation of many people have never happened in Yaocheng. There are no such large factories inside and outside the Yaocheng urban area.

When it comes to road closure, every year on National Day, Yaocheng organizes festival tours, blocking some main roads and banning vehicles from passing. In addition, the construction of subway projects, or the water pipes suddenly burst, the municipal government will block some roads and change two-way roads into single lines.

Zhong Minghua's mind was in a mess, thinking a lot, and spreading all his past experiences in his mind.

He felt that he had accidentally entered the penalty area.

He didn't hear the sound of drilling rigs and other engineering machines. Now, there are either chemicals leaks or some large-scale police missions.

I don't know how this blockade was done.

It may be that the road was closed in a hurry, and there was no time to transfer the manpower when setting up the checkpoints.

Zhong Minghua wanted to withdraw, but he didn't know where to retreat.

Is it better to return the same way, or continue walking?

Maybe they have already reached the edge of the blockade area, and after driving for a while, they will go out. It will take more time to return the same route.

Zhong Minghua thought about it and had calmed down.

Sister Zhong didn't hear what Zhong Minghua said, and her spirits were still tense. As the silence in the car, her nervousness increased.

She stared at Zhong Minghua and shouted again tremblingly.

Zhong Minghua came to his senses and smiled comfortably at Sister Zhong.

Sister Zhong felt relieved when she saw her nephew's smiling face, but she saw the car window behind her from the corner of her eyes.

The window in the driver's seat door is not big, because Zhong Minghua is blocking it, and Sister Zhong can only see half a piece of glass. Zhong Minghua's figure is reflected on the glass.

Zhong Minghua was turning his head to look at Sister Zhong. Sister Zhong should have seen the back of Zhong Minghua's head on that piece of glass.

What she saw was not the dark back of her head.

She saw a side face.

If it was Zhong Minghua's side face, she would have seen at most one quarter or one fifth of the position, but what she saw was half of the side face.

The unscrupulous reflection gradually completes the outline.

That was still a side face.

His facial features are ordinary, and people forget them when they pass by.

That's not Zhong Minghua!

Sister Zhong's heart suddenly jumped into her throat.

The blood on her face disappeared, just like the thermometer suddenly thrown into the cold storage, and the red lines fell freely.

Zhong Minghua also saw Sister Zhong's horrified expression and quickly comforted her.

His voice did not reach Sister Zhong's ears.

Sister Zhong stared at the half of the glass.

The face on the glass seemed to be pressed on it, without moving, without blinking.

Sister Zhong felt that the light in the car suddenly became dark.

She felt a gaze falling on her.

The sight came from the back of the car.

There is no one in the back seat of the car.

She didn't look back, but she felt that the space in the car had become larger.

The space in the rear seat has become larger.

How much space can a four-seater sedan have in the rear seat?

There shouldn't be that much space.

There shouldn't be anyone there either.

Sister Zhong suddenly remembered the dream she had.

She had a nightmare as she walked out of the office building:

Zhong Minghua's car...seats Cheng Qian, who has been missing for many days...

Sister Zhong's body is stiff.

She instinctively wanted to turn her eyes and look at the back seat of the car.

Her eyes were unable to move.

Zhong Minghua was anxious and thought that Sister Zhong was frightened and felt uncomfortable again, so he leaned over and pushed Sister Zhong.

As soon as he approached, he completely blocked Sister Zhong's view.

The car window glass was replaced by Zhong Minghua's face.

Sister Zhong saw the reflection of herself in Zhong Minghua's eyes.

In that reflection, there was not only her, but also the car door behind her.

The car door looks a bit strange.

Such a height and curve are definitely not the door of the passenger seat of a private car, but rather the rear door of a van.

Sister Zhong didn't know why she thought of the van directly.

She only felt that the space she was in had indeed become larger.

The back seat of the car had become bigger, but now the front seat where she is located has become bigger.

No, it wasn't that the front seat became bigger, it was that she arrived in the back seat.

She got to the back seat of the van...

Sister Zhong felt a sudden thrill in her heart, and her body, which was originally fixed, could suddenly move.

She looked to her side.

Cheng Qian leaned in the car, tilted her head and looked at her.

Cheng Qian had no resurrection on her face.

Cheng Qian... is dead...

This is Cheng Qian's body!

Sister Zhong screamed.

"Second Aunt!" Zhong Minghua raised his voice and used force on his hands.

Without thinking too much for a while, he raised his hand and pinched Sister Zhong's people, twisted Sister Zhong's arm hard.

The pain on both sides of the body woke Sister Zhong up.

Her sweat was covered in panic and she looked around in a hurry.

She was still sitting in her nephew's car.

There is no van, no Cheng Qian.

She hurriedly straightened her waist, stretched her neck, and looked at the car window behind Zhong Minghua. There was no reflection on the car window at all. The light inside and outside the car made it impossible for the reflection on the car window to appear.

Those just now were like a nightmare.

Another nightmare.
To be continued...