After getting on the car, Matsushima Keiichiro brought a translator and took the initiative to find Sun Baozi. At that time, other people actively found topics to leave. I wanted to avoid it, but Sun Baozi stopped me and said: "Lazi, there's nothing behind your back, what are you afraid of?" Being stopped by Sun Baozi, I had no choice but to stand beside him and see what this Japanese man wanted to say. At that time, Matsushima Keiichiro was still a big official, playing with a white paper fan in his hand. There was no sign of killing Ma Te, and his behavior was not so exaggerated, in short, it was like he had changed into another person.

  Matsumoto Daishin proposed to divide the entire train into two areas. The two of us were in charge of the two areas, but after encountering an emergency, we had to help each other out. This Sun Baozi didn't have any objections, and in any case, it was better than having our Chinese and Japanese groups mixed together.

  Matsumoto Kaito took out the train's layout, negotiating with Sun Baozi compartment by compartment. In the end, they agreed that Matsumoto would be responsible for the first 15 compartments of the 35-compartment train, regardless of whether there were people or not. Our side was in charge of the last 20 compartments. The 17 entertainment compartments were our responsibility, and we also took care of 10 gambling compartments. The remaining 7 compartments were handled by Matsumoto's men.

  When Matsuri and Sun Baozi agreed to take charge of the train carriages, Shōsuke's expression was serious, with a slight cold smile at the corner of his mouth. He looked completely different from when they met at the airport yesterday. After confirming their respective areas of responsibility, Shōsuke was about to leave when Sun Baozi suddenly stopped him and said with a grin: "There's something I need to figure out today, or I won't be able to sleep tonight. Let me ask you, is that person we met at the airport yesterday your twin brother or sister? Not that I'm saying it, but you two look way too alike. If he takes off his makeup and combs his hair properly, he's completely identical to you."

  After the translation, he furrowed his brow, unsure if he should translate this. Finally, Matsushima Keiichiro looked at him and asked a question, and the translator hesitantly spoke a long string of Japanese. Unexpectedly, his boss burst out laughing after hearing it, instantly regaining his usual expression from yesterday, and said something to Sun Baozi with gestures. The translator beside him cooperated with his expression, saying: "Matsushima-san says that now he represents Fukushima Shrine, the shrine is sacred and must be treated with dignity. However, Matsushima-san himself is very easy-going, and usually likes to dress up in Noh theater costumes, Noh theater itself is a theatrical representation of shrine culture, and from the perspective of Japanese traditional culture, doing so is not out of line."

  "Speak up, I thought you had split personality!" Sun Baozi laughed and continued: "I was just thinking of introducing Mr. Song to a good hospital for treatment. This illness needs to be treated early, although it's not necessarily curable. But since we're all on the same train, I should at least show some concern."

  Under Matsumoto Kiyoshiro's suspicious gaze, the translator plucked up his courage and repeated Sun Baozong's original words in Japanese. Still, to his surprise, Matsumoto Kiyoshiro didn't get angry, but instead burst out laughing again. Then he stood up, bowed deeply to Sun Baozong with a serious face, just like the day before when he killed Ma Te, and said something in Japanese. The translator said: "Mr. Matsumoto says thank you for Mr. Sun's kindness, if that day he really had symptoms of schizophrenia, he will definitely come to trouble Mr. Sun and introduce him to a better doctor." As soon as the translator finished speaking, Matsumoto Kiyoshiro made a strange gesture, covering his mouth with his fan, muttering something unknown in his mouth. Then he burst out laughing again at Sun Baozong, and left with the translator.

  Sun Baozi looked at the back of Song Dao Yilang and smiled, then said in a low voice: "It's too late, this illness seems to be incurable. Not me saying it, but only waiting for reincarnation to become human again next life. Is that Old Yang?"

  As soon as he finished speaking, a figure suddenly appeared in the shadows of the corner. The figure became clearer and clearer, and it was Yang Xiao, one of the two Yangs. Yang Xiao nodded at me and then smiled at Sun Bi, saying: "I don't know if he wants to start over or not, but judging by your appearance, you're the one who needs to start over first."

  Sun Baozi was shocked after hearing it, but he immediately reacted and said to Yang Xiao: "I was deceived by him just now? Impossible! I didn't see him move just now. When did he make a move on me?"

  Yang Xiao walked around Sun Baozi in a circle, saying as he walked: "It was when he just used his fan to cover his mouth and speak. Originally, it was a way for the shrine's Shinto priest to communicate with ghosts. However, later on, a master discovered a clever curse within this ghostly speech. If used properly, anyone who is cursed will die in an instant."

  When it came to the back, Sun Baozi's face changed slightly. He looked at Yang Xiao who was still circling around him and said: "Old Yang, tell me the truth, can this curse be lifted or not? We have an agreement, if it can be lifted, you will do it, if not, you will try your best to lift it..."

  He hadn't finished speaking when Yang Xiao said, "I've already removed the cursed threads from your body. Don't worry, as long as you lose some weight, you'll be fine for another thirty to fifty years."

  Yang Xiao paused for a moment, then looked at Sun Baozi with a hint of a smile and said: "Speak up, how do you want to get revenge? If he can harm you once, he can harm you again. Or I'll help you take care of it and consider the favor from last time repaid this time."

  "Revenge? This isn't urgent." Sun Pangzi glanced at Yang Xiao and said, "He's a fool, but I'm not. If someone dies on the train, it means this operation has failed. Then whether we can get our hands on the $10 million that was previously agreed upon is another story altogether. If things go wrong, we might even have to pay for our own tickets back. Not that I'm saying so, but if that happens, we'll be in big trouble. I'll endure it for two days first, Old Yang. Later, when the time comes, I'll bother you again. No need to do anything to him, just let this killer suffer and struggle."

  Yang Xiao listened and slightly shook his shoulders, saying: "That's up to you, but be careful anyway. This time his curse didn't work, who knows if he won't think of another way. If I'm not around at that time, you'll have some trouble."

  "This is nothing." Sun Baozi chuckled and said, "After seeing me, he should be the one who's afraid. At least he'll have to worry about how I'll take revenge later on. This killer won't dare make a move for now, when he gets bolder, we'll settle the score then."

  Yang Xiao nodded after listening, saying: "Whenever you want me to take action, just say so." After finishing speaking, Yang Xiao slowly retreated backwards. Just as he disappeared in an instant, I suddenly spoke up towards Yang Xiao, saying: "Old Yang, wait a minute, do you see any problem with this train?"

  Yang Xiao listened to my words, and his body, which had originally begun to fade away, became solid again. He looked at me and said: "There's something wrong with this train, but I haven't figured out what the problem is yet. Maybe after the train starts moving, I'll be able to see more."

  Yang Diao finished speaking, and I exchanged a glance with Sun Baozi. The fact that he could say such things was already a big problem. When had we ever heard Yang Diao say something wasn't right without giving a reason? Now the train was about to depart, and it was too late to think about it anymore. All we could hope for was that both Yangs were on the train, and whatever happened, they would be able to handle it.

  Yang said after, the body just thoroughly disappeared in the dark. This is divided into the Japanese responsible range, I and Sun Wu Zi two words do not say, left this car compartment, found other people, our territory again divided into four regions. Sun Bi Zi, Huang Ran, Meng Qi Qi and Zhang Zhi Yan each responsible for a region. Er Yang nothing just hidden in the crowd, sudden things when timely appearance. And I was sent by Sun Wu Zi a total inspection of the live, said white is to everywhere turn, rely on my eyesight, found sudden situation of sprouts also early some.

  The most comfortable one is Shao Yiyi, who still doesn't know what happened. She thought this was just a business trip and was arranged by Sun Baozi in a luxurious compartment. This compartment is also the central location that we are responsible for. No matter how this event is handled, our priority is to ensure Shao Yiyi's safety, even if she stumbles a bit, Wu Renyi won't let us off easily.

  Not long after, the train blew its whistle and slowly started moving forward. As the train accelerated, the scenery outside seemed to flash by like a slide show. Because today's date was not chosen well, the sky outside was overcast with dark clouds, and lightning occasionally flashed in the distance. It looked just like the ideal opening scene of a horror story.

  The lights had already come on inside the carriage. I finished my first round of inspection and didn't find anything unusual. After chatting with Sun Baozi for a while, I started my second round of inspection.

  It started just like before, and still nothing out of the ordinary was found. Just as I pushed open an empty carriage, the first-class lights suddenly flickered a few times, and in the moment that I was stunned, my eyes suddenly blurred, and then I saw that on all the glass surfaces inside this carriage, there were simultaneously reflected images of dead people's heads.

  These dead people's eyes all stared at me in unison, they were male and female, old and young. They were all doing the same action, opening their mouths as if saying something to me, but I couldn't hear a word...

  I pulled out a talisman from the leather case at my waist, which was still made by Ouyang Pianzu before the Ministry of Civil Affairs was disbanded. I only recently learned how to use the talisman, and it was given to me by Huang Ran. I didn't expect that during my time at the Ministry of Civil Affairs, not a single talisman was used, but now that the Ministry is gone, this one has come in handy.