The passengers watching in front of the broken glass windows closed their mouths.

The passengers next to these passengers also kept their mouths shut.

Finally silence spread throughout the carriage.

Others who were infected by the inexplicable silence didn't know why at first. After asking the people around them in low voices, they sat trembling and huddled in their seats. The atmosphere in the entire carriage suddenly became frightening and terrifying.

"In ten seconds, it is impossible to get out of the strong light range." Fan Ning, who witnessed the whole process, had solemn eyes.

The extra safety helmets before just meant that the technicians were suspected of disappearing. In contrast, this time he saw a passenger disappear directly under his nose.

There is indeed something hidden in the dark wilderness outside this train.

An extraordinary monster that attacks people or some unknown entity?

But the whole process was too quiet, with no struggling, no screaming, and no calling for help.

Fan Ning felt that even the word quiet was not quite accurate. What happened was a mixture of smooth and abrupt contradictions.

Joan whispered from the side: "Is the wilderness in the dark night ahead an illusion? In fact, that gentleman went somewhere else? For example, a mixed zone of appearance and will similar to what we were in the underground building before?"

"This possibility cannot be ruled out." Fan Ning said, "But if there is a problem in the front area, what does it mean that the maintenance personnel just couldn't get the number right? There is also a problem under the car?"

Normal employee roster, intact maintenance records, no abnormal employee storage compartments and cloakrooms at all times

Countless train conductors and another safety helmet carried by workers

After staring at the broken glass and thinking for a while, Fan Ning suddenly felt a strange sense of passage in his mind.

He thought of a possibility, quickly took out a small notebook, tore off a piece of paper, leaned over the table and started writing something.

Xilan leaned over curiously, wanting to see what Fan Ning wrote.

As a result, what she saw was not a sentence, but a simple drawing with extremely sparse lines.

In the middle are two large and small nested rectangles, with several irregular polylines arranged radially inside.

On the left is a circle and a stick figure. A curve runs through the rectangle from the figure, extends to the right and makes a cross.

Because these patterns were too simple, Fan Ning painted extremely fast, and he stopped writing in less than ten seconds.

"Why is the glass here broken?" Suddenly a passenger asked.

"Yes, who did it? Flight attendant, please clean up the debris below." Another person said.

After a moment of trance, everyone seemed to have a handful of fine sand clenched in their minds, flowing back to the surface of the beach.

Fan Ning's attention was also attracted by the passengers' voices.

The cool night breeze blew in through the huge gap in the glass window, and there were feeble lights in the distance in the black mist.

"What attacked the train?" Sheeran and Qiong immediately became tense.

Fan Ning frowned and looked at the broken window, then looked down at the paper in his hand.

What do you mean by the patterns you just drew?

Large and small rectangles, internal fold lines...window? This broken window in front of you?

Stickman? Connect to the window and pass through to the other end?...A fork?

"Is there anyone here just now?" He asked the passenger in the seat, and the man shook his head.

"There's a problem! The patterns I drew seem to remind me that a passenger jumped out of the broken window, and then... something happened? Did he die or disappear?" Fan Ning looked at the simple drawings on his hand, and secretly flashed in his mind.

After these thoughts, he gradually guessed his original intention, "...but why didn't I just write down simple words like 'Passengers disappeared through the window'? Although these simple drawings are also very simple, they are written in a series of scrawled strokes.

Three or four words might take less time.”

"Lu, go and ask them to count the tickets that were torn off at the ticket gate today."

"Roy, you'd better go back to Car No. 2 and work with the other vocal department chiefs to look after the students."

After arranging things, Fan Ning strode to Vasius' side.

He put his arm around the Special Patrol Office investigator's shoulders and said loudly: "Please try to stay calm, everyone. As you can see now, we may have encountered an incident with supernatural or mysterious factors. It is estimated that some friends have been there before."

I have heard of such things in market rumors... Well, I happened to encounter them in reality today. Such things are often accompanied by unknown dangers. It is foolish to stabilize the situation by deceiving everyone. You are all in danger. I do not deny this.

point."

In the silent and relatively closed carriage, the reverberating effect of Fan Ning's voice was very prominent. Everyone's eyes were focused on him, and even the passengers in the adjacent carriages moved closer to the sides.

Joe Vasius slowly stood up.

This has something to do with Fan Ning's actions, but it has little to do with it - he always has to stand up and cannot sit still all the time.

"But please trust my boss, sir." Fan Ning changed the subject, still holding his hand on Vasius's shoulder.

In such a silent and tense atmosphere, after hearing these words, Joan immediately turned her cheek to the back of Sheeran's hair. Of course, she tried her best to look normal and did not make a sound.

She didn't know how many times she had met Fan Ning, thinking and discussing behind his back how to defend against the Special Patrol Office.

It can be said that Fan Ning is more wary of these investigators than she is of secret organizations, so the word "believe" in Fan Ning's mouth today really made her feel a huge contrast.

Sheeran whispered in her ear seriously: "You can think that there is no problem. The Special Patrol Office does position itself as the management department of an official organization, and Mr. Vasius is our boss."

Fan Ning continued: "Yes, a few of us are from the extraordinary department responsible for investigating mysterious incidents behind the Police Security Department. We happened to be on this train today, and our boss was hiding among the ordinary seats as always, just for the better.

Emergency response to such small-probability incidents.”

"Although the mysterious incident has a terrifying atmosphere and a certain life threat, to be honest, its tragedy or casualty rate may not be as severe as the major railway accidents that you often see in newspapers... So what we encountered may not be

Worst case scenario. Please sit in your seats, follow the arrangements, stay calm, don’t move around, and don’t take drastic actions like leaving the train.”

"What you see in many phenomena may not be true. As long as everyone treats it calmly and prevents overthinking, when we solve this incident, maybe the final result will be just a few unlucky guys with poor mental endurance who are left with some mental illness.

." Speaking of this, Fan Ning laughed lightly.

His words faced the problem directly, were true and believable, did not cover up the danger deliberately, and pointed out his reassuring identity, which immediately achieved good results. The standing passengers sat down, and originally slumped in their seats.

The passengers' bodies also stretched slightly.

Several flight attendants, prompted by his eyes, immediately began to convey these ideas to other carriages.

Then, these people all looked at Joe Vasius, acting as if they were waiting for instructions.

Fan Ning has been thinking over and over whether this incident is actually related to him, or whether it happened to him by chance, and he was just involved when he was investigating and tracking himself.

So he really wanted to see what this investigator wanted to do.

Moreover, there is nothing wrong with his posture. Although every official official with knowledge has the authority to handle mysterious incidents, reporting it to the Special Patrol Office is an absolutely compliant operation.

If Vasius is not pushed to come forward, who should be pushed to come forward?

The focus of passengers' attention has shifted.

Vasius, who was being looked around by everyone, still had a gloomy look on his face. He took off his top hat and threw it out of the window in front of everyone's surprised eyes!

"Mr. Fanning is absolutely right." Vasius said calmly, "It's a little weird outside. I don't recommend that passengers and friends leave the train for the time being... Then, my colleagues who are dedicated to fighting against the mystery, follow me down to investigate the situation and find it as soon as possible.

A way to escape after the train returns to normal."

Fan Ning found that he could no longer guess the thoughts of the people in the Special Patrol Department.

He presupposed several possibilities for Vasius's next move, but he didn't expect Vasius to directly ask to get out of the car and "just let him".

Does this person know the reason for the current situation? Or at least has some information?

"Sir, please don't be impulsive." Fan Ning said in shock.

"Yes, I suggest at least checking the entire train before discussing the next action plan." Sheeran also made suggestions from the side.

Only a fool would follow him down there.

Not to mention what unknown purpose he has...

The previous suspected disappearance of technical workers, coupled with the record of passengers disappearing after breaking the window and jumping off the train, can already indicate that there is something indescribable outside the train.

Fan Ning's own situation began to become tense.

Compared with the unknown things that permeate the outside world, Vasius, who is powerful and has been secretly investigating his own secrets, is a more real threat.

The two sides seemed to have different opinions from the beginning... Were they not going to start fighting soon?

But what Fan Ning couldn't believe was that Vasius didn't force himself. He climbed up, shortened himself, and jumped out of the broken window!

Could it be that this person really has a mental problem!?

Fan Ning took the military bright light handed over by the staff and shined it outside the train.

Vasius dusted off his top hat: "Mr. Fanning, I'm too lazy to do anything. You will come down sooner or later."

…What do you mean I will come down sooner or later?

There was something strange and straightforward about this threat, which made Fan Ning feel cold all over.

Vasius, however, had already put on his top hat and walked towards the lights in the distance without looking back.

During this period, Fan Ning on the train kept shining a military bright light on Vasius.

In the bright light of over a hundred meters, his back was always visible, and finally slowly disappeared at the boundary that the light could not reach.

It is difficult to tell whether similar incidents recorded on previous papers happened to him.
To be continued...