end of ten days.

Qi Xia walked out of the lottery center with a check, and walked straight to the taxi.

"Huh? So fast, young man."

The driver was standing outside smoking a cigarette, and beside him the navy-blue car looked out of place with the local mint-colored cars.

Qi Xia didn't answer, stretched out his hand to open the car door and sat down.

"Shall we... go back now?" the driver asked.

"En." Qi Xia nodded, but for the sake of safety, this time he chose to sit in the back of the car.

"Come on." The master threw the cigarette butt on the ground and stamped it out, and sat in the cab, "By the way, young man, aren't you going to have fun in Jinan? I have an old man here, if you are not in a hurry..."

"I'm in a hurry." Qi Xia said, "Let's drive."

"Oh..." The master nodded awkwardly.

Qi Xia recalled the last time, he was delayed for half a day in Jinan to go to the bank to withdraw money, and finally returned home with a large bag of cash.

The original intention was to give Yu Nian'an a surprise, but this time, he had to omit all these formal things.

Now he has to rush home as soon as possible and take Yu Nian'an to escape to an open area.

Thinking of this, Qi Xia took out her mobile phone and wanted to call Yu Nian'an, asking her to pack some clothes in advance so that the two of them could live outside in the next few days.

He opened the address book, found the first contact, the person with the note "a", and made a direct call.

This note was specially written by Qi Xia for Yu Nian'an, only the letter a can keep her number at the top of the address book.

After waiting for more than ten seconds, there was still no one answering the phone.

"What's going on..." Qi Xia was a little puzzled, Yu Nian'an in his impression would never leave his phone, but why didn't he answer the phone now?

Qi Xia hung up the phone and dialed several times, but no one answered, which inevitably made him a little worried.

He checked the time on his phone, it was already four o'clock in the afternoon.

"Master, if you can return to Qingdao before 07:30, I will give you an extra [-] yuan for the fare." Qi Xia raised his head and said to the driver.

"Really?" The master glanced at Qi Xia in the rearview mirror, and then looked at his watch.

Three and a half hours, 350 kilometers.

Although it is a little bit reluctant, it is not difficult for old drivers. As long as you maintain a speed of 120 mph on the high speed, it is estimated that you will arrive just before 07:30.

There are really not many opportunities to earn [-] yuan in one day, and the driver obviously can't believe it.

"I'm not lying to you." Qi Xia nodded, "Be careful and drive."

The driver vaguely guessed something in his mind, who would choose to take a taxi to another city?

Although taxis are expensive, the only advantage is that they do not require real-name ticket purchases like trains and bullet trains.

In other words, the man in front of him wanted to come to Jinan secretly, and he didn't want anyone to find out, so overall, he should have really won the lottery.

Only if you win a prize of more than 100 million yuan, you need to go to the provincial lottery center to receive the prize. The actual prize may be more than 100 million yuan.

Thinking of this, the driver shook his head helplessly.

I heard that the odds of winning the lottery are lower than being struck by lightning. It's true that people are more angry than people. The man in front of him is young but has such good luck. He is middle-aged but still doing physical labor.

Sitting in the back row, Qi Xia looked at the driver's complicated expression in the cab from the corner of his eye, and couldn't help but twitch his mouth.

Yes, for ordinary people, a person who won the lottery is sitting behind him, who can not think about it?

"It's a pity that you have always been a person with evil intentions and no courage." Qi Xia thought secretly.

The taxi driver in front of me was "carefully selected" by Qi Xia among the many drivers. At that time, several of the taxi drivers were waiting for work at the entrance of the hotel, but the driver in front of me was scolded by a skinny colleague for jumping in the queue. Repeatedly begging for mercy.

At that moment Qi Xia saw through him.

He obviously wants to make money, no one is worse than anyone else, but he is so timid.

It is impossible for such a person to "kill people and rob money".

The driver's expression was cloudy and uncertain for a long time, and finally he sighed, looked ahead honestly and drove.

Qi Xia also leaned back on the seat and called Yu Nian'an again, but still no one answered.

In such a quiet environment, Qi Xia recalled what happened in the "Land of End".

It was all too real to be a dream at all.

He reached out and touched his left shoulder. At this time, there was no trace of injury at all, but he clearly remembered everything that happened.

He remembered that Han Yimo, Qiao Jiajin, Tiantian, Police Officer Li, Zhang Shan, and Lao Lu all died there. He obviously died too, but returned to his previous life.

In this way, will those people also return to their own lives...?

All of this is probably a weird prank.

As the sky darkened, the lights on the highway guardrails slowly came on.

Although he only stayed in that ghostly place for three days, Qi Xia felt that he hadn't seen lights at night for a long time.

The luminous lights that moved back and forth quickly with his gaze made him feel inexplicably at ease.

It looks like the driver really wants to earn that 500 yuan by keeping the maximum speed limit the entire time he gets on the expressway.

Like everyone else in the world, he is always on the go for three meals a day.

Qi Xia secretly made up his mind that even if it ends up overtime, he will still hand over [-] yuan to the driver.

The master tried to talk to Qi Xia a few times, but gradually realized that this young man was not very talkative, so he could only turn on the radio in the car, trying to make the atmosphere less awkward.

"You are listening to 89.7 Traffic Radio."

A slightly magnetic voice came out slowly, which seemed to be a channel that taxi drivers liked to listen to.

"It's [-]:[-] Beijing time now, let's take a look at the comments from netizens on the online platform."

The host was obviously stunned after saying this sentence, and he didn't say another sentence for nearly ten seconds, which was definitely regarded as a live broadcast accident.

"Haha!" The driver said gloatingly, "Young man, what do you think of this? Aren't the current anchors all paid jobs?"

Qi Xia frowned slightly, feeling that things were not that simple.

The hosts of the live broadcast are very strong psychologically. Even if most of the messages on the online platform are useless, they will pick out key information and broadcast them in the first place, but now why haven't they spoken for more than ten seconds?

"The messages on our online platform are a bit strange..." the host said in a strange tone, "the platform has received dozens of messages in a row, all saying that there is a strange crack in the "above" near the entrance and exit of Qingdao. , we will contact the traffic police as soon as possible to confirm whether this crack comes from a sign or other buildings. Please avoid passing vehicles carefully. "