My master is the coffin

Chapter 297 A Weird Call
I originally wanted to call Li's mother and ask about Li Xiaoxing's situation.However, I haven't had time to dial yet.The phone has already rang.

Wushuang gave me a strange look and asked, "What a coincidence? Mama Li called you?"

I shook my head: "It's not Mama Li, it's another number. It's not saved on his phone, but I've seen this number. Before Li Xiaoxing's accident, he used to contact this number frequently."

Just as I was about to connect, the sloppy Taoist said anxiously: "Record, don't forget to record."

I nodded: "I understand."

I'm about to get on the phone.The phone suddenly hung up.

I looked at everyone blankly: "He's dead."

The abbot sighed regretfully: "Xu You, your hands are too slow. Call him back now. It's a pity that you have wasted the initiative."

I didn't say anything, and called the number back to Xiang.However, there was a beeping busy tone from inside.Dial again, it's turned off.

I looked at everyone helplessly: "It's turned off."

The abbot scratched his bald head: "This kid is very alert. What should we do?"

I waved my hand: "Forget it. Call Mama Li first."

Mama Li's call was successfully connected.only.Her voice was tense.

The days of running around made me a little nervous. When I heard Mama Li's voice, I immediately asked in reflex, "Mama Li, are you okay?"

Li Ma said on the other end, "It's all right."

I asked: "Is Li Xiaoxing awake? And the fat man?"

Li Ma said: "Wake up. Both of them are awake."

I breathed a sigh of relief, and said silently: "It's good to wake up, it's good to wake up. It seems that dumb people are more trustworthy."

Li Ma was silent for a while, and then said: "Xu You, when are you coming back?"

I heard that something seemed to be wrong, so I asked, "What's wrong? Is something wrong?"

Li Ma was silent for a while and said: "A person came to the house. He seems to know you. It seems that he is here for you. It seems that he has no good intentions. He is fierce..."

I asked strangely: "A person is here? Who?"

Mama Li hesitated, and her voice suddenly became very low: "I don't know if he is a human being. But, it looks like... Oops... Don't..."

In the middle of speaking, Mama Li suddenly exclaimed, and then the phone was in a mess.After a few seconds, hung up.

I called again and it turned off.

I used the speakerphone when I called just now, and our conversation was heard clearly by everyone.

Wushuang said with certainty, "Mama Li is probably in danger."

The thin man frowned and thought for a while: "I always feel that there seems to be someone talking in the last burst of chaotic voices. Have you recorded it?"

I turned on my phone and searched for it, and pulled out the recording just now.

It felt weird to have my own voice coming out of the phone.It was as if a stranger was trying to imitate my own speech.I was horrified to hear that.

My conversation with Mama Li slowly passed away, and then came the last chaotic sound.We were all thinking about who that person was just now, and didn't pay attention to the abnormality of this voice.Listen deliberately at this time.Immediately found that the sound was wrong.

In addition to Li Ma's shouting, there seemed to be another person's voice.He was yelling loudly.

I looked at the thin man: "Does this voice sound familiar to you?"

The thin man nodded: "It's a bit familiar, but I don't remember whose voice it is."

I scratched my head: "I don't remember either."

Wu Shuang said: "Is it useful for you to guess here? If you want to know who it is, just go back and have a look. Let's go back as soon as possible, maybe we can save Li Ma."

At this time, the ambulance from the hospital also came, and we helped the adoptive father lift the adoptive mother down.

When we arrived at the individual at the gate of the building, we separated.The adoptive parents went to the hospital while we stood on the side of the road waiting for the bus to the station.

The building of our house is very remote, and it is not easy to get a taxi.We basked in the sun for a while, but still haven't set off.

Wushuang came up with an idea: "Didn't we take a black car when we came here? I remember he gave you his business card at that time."

I nodded: "That's right, that's right, you reminded me."

I searched in my pocket and found the business card.Then dialed his phone.

The kid was very happy and promised us to arrive within 5 minutes.

After 5 minutes, the driver really drove over.

I don't know if all drivers have this habit. They like to talk about the sea in the taxi.As he talked, for some reason, he talked about the orphanage in the west of the city.

The driver said with emotion: "You don't know yet, do you? Something happened to the orphanage in the west of the city."

We were responsible for the orphanage, but we didn't intend to admit it.Instead, he pretended to be stupid and shook his head: "I don't know. What happened?"

The driver said mysteriously: "I'll only tell you this to a few of you, so don't spread it to the outside world."

We nodded yes.

The driver said: "The orphanage was blown up. I don't know who has a deep hatred with the orphanage. A big hole was blown up there. Everyone died, bloody and bloody."

I pretended to be calm and asked: "Really? Why didn't I see it in the news?"

The driver said: "Can you talk nonsense about this matter? Even if it is reported in the news, it is not so serious. However, my news is absolutely true. I have a good brother who is a policeman. He has been to the scene. He also called this morning. You asked me on the phone. After all, I once lived in an orphanage..."

I used his words: "In the orphanage, what do you know?"

The driver shook his head: "I don't know anything. To tell you the truth, I had a very bad memory when I was a child. I have almost forgotten the memory of the time in the orphanage. I just vaguely remember eating and going to the toilet. And there is That horrible sound."

The scary voice that the driver said naturally refers to the recording in Li Xiaoxing's cell phone.At the beginning, we only listened to the contents of the recording, but didn't think too much about it.At this time, when I heard the driver say this, my mind suddenly jumped.The driver's voice seems to be a bit like the recording in the phone.

I took out my phone, found the recording, and played it again.

The voice in this recording is slightly younger, while the driver's voice is more vicissitudes of life.If it is not deliberately compared, it is difficult to find that they may have come from the same person.

We gave each other a wink.Then he drew out the mahogany sword.

The abbot didn't know what we were going to do.However, he also guessed the clue.Trembling and shrinking back, lest he accidentally hurt him.

Wushuang put the mahogany sword on the driver's neck, and said in a low voice, "Brother."

The driver slammed on the brakes.He said tremblingly: "Girl, I'm almost 40 years old, don't call me brother."

Wushuang said coldly: "The voice in this recording should be your own."

The driver shook his head like a drum: "Girl, at the beginning of the last time, I was also taken aback, thinking that the voice inside was me. But I changed my mind and thought about it. This is impossible. Look at it I have a kind face and kind eyes, and I don’t even dare to kill chickens. Listen to the voice in this recording again. It’s fierce and vicious. It’s not me. I think it’s very likely that someone’s voice is very similar to mine... "

Wushuang was a little bit undecided by this person's argument, she looked back at the few of us: "What do you think?"

The thin man thought for a while and said, "Looking at his appearance, he doesn't seem to be lying. But I always feel that the person who spoke must be him. By the way, didn't he just say that he couldn't remember the past clearly? Will it be said that he did these things and then forgot?"

I looked at the driver thoughtfully.After thinking for a while, he said, "Could it be that he was once controlled by someone?"

Thinking of this, I rushed over and grabbed his back collar.

The driver's neck was exposed, bare and unmarked by a spell.Am I wrong?
When I was about to give up, Wushuang pointed to the three moles on the driver's neck and said, "I always feel that these three pimples are not normal, why don't you take a look?"

I leaned over and touched it.These three moles are a bit hard.Not like meat.

Wushuang suddenly reached out and grabbed one of them, and pulled it out forcefully.

The driver screamed, screaming for pain.However, Wushuang didn't care. She gritted her teeth and slowly pulled out a needle from the driver's neck.The flash of white light startled us all.

Wushuang lit the needle in front of the driver.Said: "What is this?"

The driver clutched his neck and cried out for pain, but didn't answer at all.

Wushuang and the thin man went on and on, reaching out and pulling out all the needles on the back of the driver's neck.

The driver yelled so heartbreakingly that it hurt me to hear it.Can't help but persuade: "You take it easy, don't break him."

The thin man waved his hand: "Don't worry. The positions of these needles are not life-threatening."

After they pulled out the three needles, the driver stopped complaining of pain.

He looked at the car blankly, and then at us blankly.

Wushuang stared at him curiously: "How do you feel? Do you have any ideas?"

The driver shook his head suspiciously: "Thoughts? No." Then he looked at us, his eyes flickered, pointed at me and said, "Are you Xu You?"

I nodded: "Yes, it's the second time I've been in your car. You haven't remembered me yet?"

The driver nodded: "I remember, I remember." Then he started the car and pulled us along the road.

During this period, Wushuang kept asking him.What are the three needles for.How does it feel after the needle is pulled out.

The driver kept answering, I don't know.I don't feel anything.

Wushuang asked for a while, feeling bored.Also gave up.

At this time, the thin man gently poked me.Then look forward, as if looking at the scenery outside.But his mouth was trembling very slightly, and he whispered: "The driver has a problem. This is not the way to the station."

(End of this chapter)