The Underworld Detective

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Huang Xiaotao pushed the driver's arm impatiently: "Are you deaf?"

The driver's right hand prosthesis fell off. I didn't mention Huang Xiaotao before. She was startled. I said, "Don't be impatient, let me try!"

I walked over, shaking my hand in front of the driver's eyes, and he didn't respond, so I put my face over.

Last time I didn't take a closer look at his appearance. This time, I found that it seemed a bit familiar. I pulled out my phone and compared the photo of the suicide driver ten years ago with him.

Although the faces of the two people are different, the bone shape is very similar. I noticed that there was a certain contrast between the skin on the neck of the driver and the skin color on the face. I suddenly understood and shouted to Huang Xiaotao: "He is the man in the photo. He was disfigured by a car accident ten years ago, and then he had a skin graft and a plastic surgery!"

Huang Xiaotao wondered: "Did the driver commit suicide?"

I shook my head: "It seems to be a scam!"

At this moment a car came back, stopped next to the bus, got off a chubby old man, walked to the door and knocked, folded his hands, and made a begging gesture to us.

I exchanged sight with Huang Xiaotao. I didn't quite understand what he meant. Huang Xiaotao inserted the key back, pressed the door open button, and the door opened.

The old man got into the car and said sadly: "Several, several, please do your best, let go of my son, he has a problem here!" Then, the old man pointed at his brain.

I comforted: "Brother, you misunderstood, we are not making him difficult!"

Huang Xiaotao showed his credentials. When the old man looked at it, his expression changed dramatically: "Did my son hit someone?"

Huang Xiaotao replied: "No, but he wandered in the city in the middle of the night, which has seriously affected public order, so let's find out what happened."

The old man breathed a sigh of relief: "Some of you, get out of the car first, I must explain clearly."

We got out of the car and the old man sighed and started to tell.

His son Su Junting was the driver of the accident that year. The old man was the head of the bus station. He also drove buses in his early years. Su Junting's mother walked earlier, and the father and son depended on each other. He often took his son to the car.

Su Junting has been stunned since childhood, and also particularly likes buses. He wants to drive this when he grows up.

Later, the old man became the head of the bus station, and his son grew up. At the age of 19, he got a Class A driving license. If he wanted to drive a bus to experience it, the old man agreed.

It may be because of being born and raised from Xiaojiao. Su Junting drove especially casually. The line he took often received reports from passengers. The old man opened his eyes and closed his eyes because he was too fond of his son. Anyway, as long as he did not make a big mistake. How could I know that one day my son and a few friends drank some wine and drunk.

Then there was that serious accident. When the whole car was burned into a fireball, only Su Junting broke the glass and escaped ...

Afterwards, Su Junting was almost drowned by the saliva of the deceased's family members. He himself suffered a lot of mental trauma because of his disfigurement in the fire and hid at home all day. But the court can't escape the crime of manslaughter.

Su Junting, who couldn't bear the pressure, committed suicide by jumping from the building in the hospital. Fortunately, he fell back and was picked up by a tree when he fell. His right arm suffered a comminuted fracture with open trauma and later had to be amputated.

The old man didn't want his son to go to jail, so he bought a doctor, lied that his son was dead, and deceived the forensic doctor with the body of another suicide jumper.

So the son committed suicide, naturally the responsibility was borne by the old man alone, who paid a lot of money to the family of the deceased, and almost lost bankruptcy, but in his opinion, nothing is more important than the life of the son ...

But misfortunes don't come alone. Su Junting has since suffered from severe mental illness. He suffered self-harm or hurt people as soon as he had an attack.

The doctor said that he had a rare mental illness called a closed personality disorder. When he had the attack, he returned to the day of the accident and wanted to make up for his fault. There is only one way to treat it, is to remove the frontal lobe of the brain, which also means that it has become a fool since then.

The old man asked the doctor if there was another way? The doctor said there was another trick to satisfy his wish!

The old man borrowed a post to get a scrapped bus and let his son drive around in the middle of the night so that his spirit can be stabilized. In the eyes of a person with closed personality disorder, everything around him is non-existent, and he will only repeat the day of the accident.

But even in the middle of the night, there are still occasional people getting in the car. The old man was worried that the matter would be revealed. He followed the car at the beginning and no one was allowed to get in, but the paper bag could not catch the fire. Sooner or later, it will be revealed.

He thought about it and thought about it, wouldn't it just make this car a ghost car that nobody dare to get on?

So he soldered several iron boxes on the bottom of the car, put dry ice in it, and ordered this special optical glass. This kind of car is suspicious when viewed from afar. Who dares to get on!

A few years ago, it was okay. My son drove back in the middle of the night, and occasionally a few people saw it. In the past two years, the network has gradually developed, and the ghost bus has spread on the Internet. The old man was not assured, so he drove the car every night and followed him far away.

Just now he thought someone was making trouble for his son, and then he stopped to show up. I didn't expect that we were the police!

After listening, we were all shocked. It turned out that the ghost bus still has such an inside story. This old man is really a typical example of his spoiled son.

Huang Xiaotao asked incredulously: "This ghost bus has been in Nanjiang for ten years?"

"No!" Said the old man, waving his hand, "It's only five or six years, and my son's illness recurs periodically. It doesn't have to be scary every night."

I suddenly realized: "No wonder we haven't met for a few days."

The old man begged: "Everyone, please, my son is my only spiritual sustenance, please don't arrest him, or the family will be ruined!"

I exchanged sight with Huang Xiaotao, Huang Xiaotao said: "In this case, he was at most in a mental hospital."

I said, "After entering the psychiatric hospital, I will be cut off the frontal lobe and become an idiot!"

Huang Xiaotao sighed: "It's difficult! Let's go back and study the countermeasures, but this car must not continue to drive in Nanjiang City. It is dangerous to leave a mental illness at night, not to mention the mental illness of driving a car."

The old man reluctantly wiped his tears: "If I had another way, I wouldn't do anything about it ... a few, please raise your expensive hand tonight! Otherwise, my son's illness will break out, and I will be okay."

Huang Xiaotao said: "Leave contact information, you go first!"

The old man was grateful. After leaving the contact information, the two cars left one after another. Sun Bingxin said, "Sister Xiaotao, you are so kind."

Huang Xiaotao sighed deeply: "Poor parents in the world, after all, it is not a big evil, if I catch this mental illness, I may kill the father and son!"