Chapter 11: Is it dangerous? Its really dangerous |
At this moment on the bus, the person taking over from Lin Shuman was He Jiang.
He Jiang was a reformed criminal ability user, now a member of the You Squad's Fourth Team under the Special Security Unit, still carrying a special locator.
As a D-level flesh-type enhancement ability user, He Jiang's power was "high-speed regeneration." This ability was common among flesh-type users, but He Jiang specialized in it.
His combat power wasn't particularly strong, but unless he suffered an instantly fatal injury, he could escape most situations unscathed.
"The higher-ups sending me probably means they consider the target extremely dangerous, potentially leading to casualties," He Jiang knew this well.
His ability and former status made him an ideal scapegoat.
However...
He Jiang glanced at Guan Shan, who was boarding the bus and paying with his phone.
He looked so ordinary. How dangerous could he be if even the energy detector showed no reaction?
"Beep!"
Guan Shan put away his phone after paying and instinctively glanced towards the back seats of the bus.
At this hour, the bus was usually empty, being the last run of the night.
Apart from a young man sitting by the window in the middle section, the only other passenger was Guan Shan.
The bus started, leaving the stop.
The bright, empty bus swayed as it moved, the handles swinging back and forth. The streetlights outside flashed by like shooting stars in the night sky.
Guan Shan made his way to the back seats.
He preferred the back row, avoiding the hassle of giving up his seat and getting a good vantage point to observe the diverse passengers.
He never knew when he might find an interesting story.
The higher seats also provided a good angle for photos.
Settling in, the first thing he did was notify Shen Dinghua of his whereabouts.
[Shanwai Qingshan]: On the bus now.
[Ruixiang]: Yayヾ(▽)ノ! In twenty minutes, I'll see you, Xiaoshan! I ordered pizza and cola. My parents aren't home tonight. Want to come over and play games?
[Shanwai Qingshan]: Eating so much at night, be careful not to gain weight.
[Ruixiang]: I won't! (Super fierce.jpg)
[Shanwai Qingshan]: Why such a feast tonight? Something good happen?
[Ruixiang]: Yes!
[Shanwai Qingshan]: What?
[Ruixiang]: Xiaoshan defeated Jiang Siyang and got the chance to work on the special edition, bringing you closer to your dream. I'm very happy (^▽^).
Guan Shan's gaze softened, picturing Shen Dinghua's mischievous expression through her words.
[Shanwai Qingshan]: So this is to celebrate?
[Ruixiang]: Yes. (Hands on hips.jpg)
[Shanwai Qingshan]: Thanks for speaking up for me today. Next time, I'll treat you.
[Ruixiang]: No treat, I want Xiaoshan to cook for me (Trying to act cute.jpg).
[Shanwai Qingshan]: Okay.
Shen Dinghua then shared a story about a stray cat she saw on the road.
Guan Shan commented on its cuteness, and the conversation drifted, touching on the ecosystem of stray cats and eventually wandering off topic.
Occasionally, he looked up at the night scenery, feeling a sense of peace.
Guan Shan wasn't sure when he and Shen Dinghua had developed this habit, maintaining a very delicate distance.
Emotionally close but never crossing a certain line in daily life.
A Platonic love?
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Not quite.
Guan Shan admitted he had those worldly desires for Shen Dinghua.
So if he had to describe it, it felt like two wild animals watching each other, never stepping into each other's territory without permission.
"Heh..."
Guan Shan chuckled, finding his description absurd.
Shen Dinghua, a wild beast? No way.
Well... if she were, she'd be a clingy little orange cat.
Chatting with Shen Dinghua to pass the time, Guan Shan habitually observed the only other passenger.
A very ordinary young man, in his twenties, wearing headphones, a long-sleeve jacket, and track pants—typical for early autumn.
The only noticeable feature was his non-mainstream black neck ring.
However, before boarding, Guan Shan noticed him looking at the seat next to him through the window.
Guan Shan prided himself on his observation skills. It wasn't a casual glance but a focused look, as if communicating with someone.
But there was no one else at the bus stop.
"Maybe there was something noteworthy, like an advertisement or a passing cat?"
Guan Shan speculated idly as the bus's automated announcement played.
"Welcome to Bus 514... The bus is starting, please hold on. The next stop is Jiuquan."
"Passengers getting off, please prepare and don't forget your belongings!"
"Jiuquan, two more stops to home."
Realizing it was almost time, Guan Shan prepared to notify Shen Dinghua of his arrival.
Picking up his phone, he noticed his face was nearly frozen from the cold wind due to the engrossing conversation.
"Brr... The temperature difference between day and night is quite large these days."
Guan Shan quickly rubbed his icy face, stood up, and grabbed the window handle, pulling the draughty sliding window shut.
At the same time, the passenger in front seemed to see something outside, his expression changing abruptly as he leaned out to check.
"Click!"
As the window shut, the wind noise disappeared.
Guan Shan vaguely saw something the size of a basketball flying through the streetlight outside, hitting the ground with a dull thud.
Like... a watermelon bursting.
"Is that passenger throwing out trash?"
Guan Shan was puzzled, turning to see the passenger still leaning out of the window, motionless.
"Hey, that's dangerous..."
Guan Shan started towards him but noticed a drop of liquid falling from the seat.
Then two, three... a lot of dark red, sticky liquid splattered on the floor, the walls, the windows, spreading uncontrollably with the bus's movement.
Suddenly, a bus jolt caused the passenger's body to slide down several inches.
Guan Shan froze, trembling uncontrollably as his neck hair stood on end.
The passenger's neck, above the collar, was empty—his head was gone.
Only a bloody neck stump gushed blood.
In a flash, Guan Shan realized—
What flew out the window wasn't trash; it was the passenger's head! Terrified, Guan Shan stepped back, familiar mechanical sounds echoing in his mind.
[Scene scan complete, generating horror game...]
[Horror game generated: Last Bus]
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