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Chapter 128 On the Probability of High-speed Rail Accidents

The hooded man pulled down his hat, leaned over and said, "Hey, brother, are you going to Pengcheng?"

Hearing the voice, Xu Shuo turned his head to look at him, nodded and gave a faint "hmm".

"Then we are really destined, and I'm going to Pengcheng too!" The hooded man said with a smile.

Xu Shuo: "..." You probably have fate with the people in this car.

This young man didn't look too old, but because of the unshaved blue beard around his chin and the messy and fluffy curly hair, he looked a bit unkempt, and he made himself a generation older.

After a while, the hooded man spoke to him again: "Brother, do you know the probability of a high-speed rail accident?"

Xu Shuo: "..."

He looked at the scenery passing by outside. Although the speed was faster than the train, the stability of the moving train was extremely high, and pedestrians would not shake when walking on the aisle.

The hooded man didn't wait for his answer, and continued, "Actually, the probability of a high-speed rail failure is greater than that of an airplane. Although you usually see a lot of news about airplane accidents, this is actually a survivor's bias."

"Just last month." The hooded man raised a finger at him with a serious face, and continued: "There have been 160 high-speed rail failure incidents, but only one plane!"

"..." Xu Shuo was speechless for a while.

Because the plane can kill all the passengers in one flight, the news frequency is very high, but the failure of the high-speed rail will only cause temporary suspension or emergency braking, and it will not implicate the entire vehicle in severe cases.

In short, no big deal.

Xu Shuo had already discovered that this young man was just bored, so he wanted to chat with him.

After he finished talking about the "probability of high-speed rail failure", he saw that Xu Shuo was still holding his mobile phone, so he asked again, "Are you playing some kind of game?"

"Xiaoxiaole."

"Ham, what's so fun about Xiaoxiaole, why don't we play black?"

"There's someone playing over there." Xu Shuo pointed to Pei Sheng next door, and the meaning was self-evident.

But the hooded man turned his head and glanced at Pei Sheng, who was so angry with the game, he looked away again, and said after a long while: "Let's forget it."

The high-speed train continued to drive, and after passing through the city of reinforced iron forests, it gradually came to the suburbs, driving on the viaduct.

The scenery outside is not bad, the weather is fine today, and the river across both banks is sparkling.

After being quiet for a while, the hooded man couldn't help talking again, and asked with interest: "Brother, do you believe that there are ghosts in this world?"

Xu Shuo gave him a strange look.

The hooded man: "I used to hear in my hometown that there are water ghosts in the river. When pedestrians pass by, they will drag them down if they walk slowly. You see, the river is so wide, and we haven't finished it yet."

As soon as he finished speaking, the train drove over the viaduct and entered between the mountain walls.

"If a stone suddenly falls from the top of this mountain..."

After passing the mountain wall, the train enters a field.

"If it suddenly goes off the rails, this paddy field will be destroyed!"

After the countryside, there is another huge lake.

"Hey! This lake is really big, if..."

"I think—" Xu Shuo interrupted him gently and politely, and said with a smile, "We will definitely reach our destination safely."

The man in the hood stopped talking, smacked his lips in a dull way, subconsciously reached into his pocket to touch the cigarette, but remembered that smoking is not allowed in the train.

It's disgusting that there is not even a smoking area!

But half an hour had passed during the casual chatter, and the man in the hood looked down at the time on his phone and regained his spirits.

This boring time flies by so fast!
He looked at Xu Shuo again, looking for a topic with great interest: "What are you doing in Pengcheng, brother? Are you looking for a job?"

Xu Shuo brushed Xiaoxiaole, and said "Mmm" without raising his head.

"Hey, don't stare at the phone all the time, it's not good for the cervical spine to keep your head down - how far have you played?" He turned his head to look at it while talking, and then he was taken aback: "Damn! More than 4000 levels Well, if your data suddenly crashes, wouldn't it be..."

Xu Shuo's fingers trembled, and he accidentally clicked wrong in the last step, and soon the word "failure" appeared on the screen.

The culprit next to him laughed twice.

Xu Shuo screened his phone, turned his head to look at the hooded man, with a gentle and bright smile on the corner of his mouth, his eyes were clear and bright, against the already handsome face, it was extraordinarily dazzling.

If Pei Sheng looked over at this time, he would remember that this was the old boss's smile before every time he wanted to beat him up.

The man in the hood was stunned, but before he could react, the moving car suddenly roared and drove into the tunnel, and the whole car went dark in an instant.

When the carriage was plunged into darkness, the faint voices of other passengers disappeared, and suddenly, the world seemed to have fallen into a dead silence.

After a long while, the wall lamp in the carriage was turned on, illuminating the darkness again.

Pei Sheng scolded angrily from the seat next door: "Damn it! Why don't I have a signal?!"

Immediately afterwards, the voices of other people also came one after another.

Xu Shuo put away the smile on his face, squinted his eyes slightly and looked out the window, but what he saw was a thick darkness, and the lights of the tunnel could not be seen at all.

The bullet train was still running at high speed, and there was a rumbling sound after entering the tunnel.

At this time, the hooded man next to him murmured in a low voice: "I have been on this train so many times, and I have never entered a tunnel."

Xu Shuo turned his head to look at him, but his pupils shrank slightly, but soon, he adjusted his expression and regained his calm look.

Pei Sheng's resentful voice still came from the seat next door: "I've pushed the ground up, so come and fix this one for me, but you won't let me win, right... trash phone, I'll replace you as soon as I get off the car!"

"Be quiet, you have been playing games just now." The middle-aged man's irritated voice came from Pei Sheng, who was his neighbor.

"Oh..." Pei Sheng clicked his tongue in displeasure.

Passengers' voices were faintly heard in the carriage, no different from before entering the tunnel, but the difference was that Xu Shuo didn't see anyone on the seat at this time.

The carriage became dilapidated and rusty, the ground was full of stains, and was covered with a strange dark liquid. A strange smell came from nowhere, like gunpowder smoke, and like a rancid smell.

Xu Shuo remained calm, even turned on his phone to check the time, Xiaoxiaole was still on the failure interface.

After thinking for a while, Xu Shuo carefully exited the Xiaoxiaole interface.

He pretended nothing happened, opened the Tetris game, and then calmly swiped the level, completely ignoring the dark environment and the dilapidated carriage.

Because it seems that there is also the hooded man sitting next to him who is trapped in this car world with him.

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Normal High School Attached.

In the morning, senior three students were taking their last monthly exam, and a tense and dignified atmosphere spread in the classroom.

Xu Xi was working on the test paper with no expression on her face, her hand holding the pen was not in a hurry, the beautiful lower script fell on the paper, and the composition was already half written, but at this moment, the tip of her pen suddenly paused.

The black pen stayed on that stroke, and the ink smudged slightly. As the pen tip stayed longer, the thin and light test paper was gradually pierced.

Xu Xi stared blankly for a long time, and when she recovered, the bell for handing in the papers had already rang.

She looked at the unfinished test paper, put down the pen and let the invigilator take it away, then left the classroom, took out her mobile phone to send text messages.

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