What? You're a notorious bandit? What a coincidence, me too!

The skinny man frowned; the hand gripping his wrist wasn't large, but it was unusually cold.

It's like an ice cube.

The skinny man shook his hand, trying to pull it back, but the hand gripped him tightly like a pair of pliers.

"Aba aba..."

The skinny guy yelled a few times, thinking to himself that this fat guy had been acting strangely since earlier.

Thinking to himself, he tried to pull his hand back, but the fat man wouldn't let go, and pulled him towards him.

Huh?

There was a strange, furry feeling next to my face.

The skinny man reached out, and there was a clump of hair-like stuff next to his face.

He was even more puzzled.

What is this?

He repeated "Aba aba," but the fat man still didn't respond, only gripping his wrist tightly.

The skinny guy snorted, reached under the car door with his other hand, and pulled out the headlamp he was wearing.

Click and it's lit.

The dark interior of the car was suddenly illuminated.

The skinny man's eyes narrowed as he saw the fat man pressed tightly against his side.

That large, sinister face, with only the whites of its eyes showing and no pupils, was only an inch or two away from him.

"Aba..."

The skinny man screamed in fright.

At the same time, the fat man's pupils contracted in the light and then returned to normal, but he still looked confused.

Then he pulled back a little, looked at the skinny guy's wrist again, and threw it away.

"What happened just now?"

The fat man took a light breath, clearly unaware of what had just happened.

Although only two minutes have passed since the headlights were turned off, only the downlights have been turned on.

The skinny man's face didn't look good either; the fat man's behavior had really frightened him.

He leaned against the car door, far away from the fat man, the beam of the spotlight shining on the other man's face.

Then he waved to the fat man, signaling him not to come any closer.

This fat man has been acting strange ever since he got on the bus, especially in the darkness.

The feeling of that long, hair-like thing brushing against my face was very real.

And the fat man's eye that just lost its pupil!

"Move the light away! What are you doing? It's like seeing a ghost!"

Seeing the skinny man's terrified expression, the fat man raised an eyebrow and said.

The skinny man swallowed hard and babbled twice.

He tried to describe what had just happened, but he couldn't quite put his finger on it.

The wind and rain outside the car grew fiercer, the wind howled and the shadows of the trees swayed outside the car window, and the scraping sound of the bread truck was like claws scratching.

The skinny guy thought for a moment, then looked at the fat guy again. He wouldn't believe it even if you beat him to death.

But what happened just now?

Could it be that this fat man is deliberately trying to scare me?

He looked the fat man up and down, completely baffled.

At that moment, the spotlight beam flickered a few times, as if it was about to run out of power.

The skinny man quickly patted the light source a few times, and the light returned to normal.

He had just breathed a sigh of relief when, less than two seconds later, the spotlight went completely out of service.

The bread cart went dark again.

The skinny man felt a chill run down his spine.

"What's going on?"

The fat man said helplessly, "The battery's dead, isn't it?"

As he was speaking, the skinny man heard a noise coming from the passenger seat, like someone rummaging through something.

The fat guy has another spotlight.

The skinny guy gritted his teeth and waited for the fat guy to bring the spotlight.

But after waiting for quite a while, the sound of rummaging through things didn't stop, as if the fat man hadn't found anything.

The skinny guy said a couple of things.

Suddenly, he felt that the fat man's movements seemed to have stopped.

But then a gurgling sound squeezed out from between the teeth in the passenger seat gave him goosebumps all over.

It was that same woman's voice again!

The skinny guy was completely flustered now.

What's going on?

Was the fat guy deliberately messing with him?

But before he could react, the fat man in the passenger seat suddenly lunged at him.

At such close range, the skinny man had no way to dodge to the side. He reached out to try and block, but it was no use.

It was that damp smell again.

The fat man, as if he had just crawled out of the ground, pinned him down.

The skinny man struggled desperately to break free, but the driver's seat wasn't spacious enough to allow him to escape even a little.

Then the sizzling woman's voice rang out again.

The bread cart began to shake violently, accompanied by the skinny man's whimpering and the sounds of tearing and gnawing.

Not long after, the car door was pushed open from the inside.

A dark, lifeless figure was thrown out and slumped to the ground.

The bread truck's engine started up again, and it drove down the mountain.

The headlights illuminated the ground; there was no wind, no rain, and not a speck of mud on the mountain road.

"My child, I want to see my child..."

………………

In the dilapidated courtyard.

"We're planning to buy a baby because we can't have children ourselves..."

The woman said, her voice trembling.

Lin Chang'an frowned. After listening to the woman's words, he stomped his feet twice and suddenly reached out and slapped the woman hard across the face.

The slap was so powerful that the woman was thrown heavily to the ground.

"Do you think I'm a fool?"

Lin Chang'an stepped on the other person's palm, causing the other person to cry out in pain.

"You're not telling the truth, are you? Looks like you don't want this face anymore."

Lin Chang'an held the knife and brandished it back and forth across the other person's face.

"I'll talk, I'll talk..."

The woman was incredibly timid: "We haven't been doing this for very long, we just make a profit... The child is with Aunt Mei..."

Lin Chang'an stroked his chin as he listened to the other person's sobbing.

"What's Aunt Mei's name?"

"We don't know either."

The woman replied, but seeing Lin Chang'an frown, she worried that he wouldn't believe her, and added, "I really don't know. People in this line of work don't tell others their real names. We just call her Aunt Mei."

Lin Chang'an pondered for a moment, then said, "Then contact Aunt Mei now."

The woman pointed tremblingly to the man lying on the ground: "The phone is in my man's arms."

Lin Chang'an raised an eyebrow and used his foot to kick the man who was lying face up.

At this moment, the man's mouth was crooked, clearly indicating that Lin Chang'an's kick to the chin had knocked it off.

The man sobbed and couldn't speak, but the horror in his eyes was something he had never seen before.

The woman moved closer and, seeing the man's miserable state, trembled uncontrollably.

She struggled to pull the phone out of the man's arms, her hands trembling as she repeatedly dropped it to the ground.

"Um, my hands are shaking and I can't send a text message!"

The woman tried several times, her hands trembling, then looked at Lin Chang'an with fear.

Lin Chang'an took the phone: "Didn't you contact each other by phone?"

"Aunt Mei is cautious. She only contacts you by phone if the code word matches," the woman said softly.

Lin Chang'an opened the text message: "What do you want to send?"

"Dragon's spine, two ounces."

The woman said, seeing Lin Chang'an's puzzled expression, she quickly explained, "Dragon's back means a boy, and two liang means two months."

Lin Chang'an pondered for a moment, then grabbed the other person by the neck: "You dare to lie to me?"