Chapter 112

The whole 11 car was in a mess, everything was smashed in rags, broken glass bottles, broken suitcases, ragged clothes and cloth. It was only from this scene that we could see what kind of war had happened in this place.

Two men who were killed each other, one step on one table and squat half over, and the other crouched on the sofa opposite. The two men were armed with messy weapons, one with a broken broom, and the other holding two half long steel sticks - it seemed to be the kind of toilet pipe that had been pryed off.

Both of them were injured to varying degrees. They all wanted to kill each other. They all had extremely fierce expressions on their faces. Even owls and crows had opened the door. They seemed to be unconscious and their eyes were fixed on each other.

It is a force and a touch.

The crow and owl had to look at each other at the sight. In fact, it is natural to have such a scene of killing each other. After all, crows and owls were hostile to each other and almost to fight, but they all kept their sense. Even if the suspicion and suspicion in their hearts were full of overflow, no one really did it.

After all, they don't have much time left.

"Shall we stop it?" The crow began to ask for the owl's advice.

"I don't want to go much. What do you think?" The owl frowned, and he thought the two men were very murderous.

During the conversation, the man with half of the broom broke suddenly swept his stick and split it towards another heavy stick. His action seemed to be unorganized, but he was quite astonished, as if he had not a broken wooden stick in his hand, but a long knife.

The owl tilted his head and looked at the man with the broom broken. The other side moves very quickly, and has a long hair with a head and shoulder. The owl can not see his face clearly, but somehow, the owl feels that the person gives him a very familiar breath.

Who is this man? Owl thought, but soon he couldn't think, because he suddenly felt a sharp dull pain in his head, like someone hit with a hard iron stick, and it was so painful that he was breathing.

After the pain, owl feels that there are more pictures in his mind, like the memory lost person suddenly remembers some of the past memories - no, maybe it really recovers some - but, these memories seem to be covered with a veil, and the memories alone will make the owl's face pale.

The crow took notice of his strange appearance, and reached out to catch one of the owl's wrists, but soon he shivered and took his hand back.

Owls' hands are cold and ice like, and this temperature is really unusual. The crow had to pay attention to the owl's face, still a pale face, even a little blue under the corner of the eye.

"Are you ill?" Crow felt the worry inside expanded a little, and couldn't help asking, "your face is very bad, where is not comfortable?"

"Crow, what is that note about?" The owl was not at the moment answering, and suddenly he asked the crow a strange question. He asked, "that note, we all have, what is it said above, under what circumstances will we recover our memory?"

"We will recall, but most of them were before death, only the murderer who was murderer was special." The crow then felt the note from his pocket and read the above sentence. Then the crow paused and looked at the owl: "you won't be able to remember it?"

"No, no, I just feel like I think about it, but when I think about it, I can't remember it again." The owl said, suddenly took a deep breath, and walked into the No. 11 carriage. He swaggered in and grabbed a water bottle on the table with his hand and threw it directly towards the two men in the middle of the fight.

Both of them were very keen and flexible to escape. Therefore, their mutual killing ended, and they turned around and stared at owls and crows fiercely.

The owl interrupted the fight, but stood there without saying a word. The crow sighed and said to the two, "don't fight. What we think should we do to escape from this ghost place?"

The crow talked to each other, and the two men did not continue to fight, but they seemed to be hostile to each other, and they showed each other for a while, and they found a corner furthest from each other and crouched down.

Crow and owl felt tough. They discussed and decided to deal with one of them. So the owl went to the long haired man with a broom in the corner, and the crow went to the other.

"What happened?" Crow actually has a trembling heart, because he feels that both men don't look very irritating. The man sitting in front of him is a handsome man with black messy and short hair. He is very tall and has a sense of oppression just sitting there.

The crow approached him, and noticed that the man was wearing the same kind of prison clothes as he did in grey blue, and that there was a nameplate on his chest, and the words on the nameplate were simple - blakat - the meaning of black cat.black cat.

The crow couldn't help but remember the poor kitten who died in the toilet pool in the No. 12 carriage, and also a black cat.

I heard the crow. The man named "black cat" looked up and looked at him. The crow noticed that the man was really a handsome man. His five features were very beautiful. One of the most attractive types of walking was that his eyes were very beautiful. The only thing that seemed to be lacking in beauty was that his pupil color was dark gray, and he felt like blind and blind people Awareness.

Handsome man also has a wound on his face, his forehead is broken, and he has shed * * blood, which seems to be a bit of a mess.

"Who are you?" The handsome man opened his mouth, and his voice was low and dull, like a voice that had not spoken for a long time.

Maybe the voice said that even the handsome man himself was frightened, frowned and began to bow his head and silence.

Crow suddenly felt that the person might be very good to get along with, so relaxed heart, said: "you also lost memory?"

"Amnesia?" The black cat paused, and seemed to be thinking, and after a half of a sound, he replied, "maybe, I really can't remember anything."

The man was very low, and the crow couldn't help listening, but he didn't get close. The black cat suddenly threw his iron pipe stick and pointed to the crow, and said with a very cold expression: "away from me

The crow's steps trembled, so he had to step back a half step, his face was stiff. He said hard at the corner of his mouth and smiled with a reluctant smile: "don't be nervous. I won't hurt you or hurt anyone."

The black cat looked at him and laughed suddenly: "just because of your weak and strong wind, how to hurt others?"

Crow is more speechless, like a stuck in his throat, he intended to calm down the person. Now it seems that the other party seems to want to let him not be better. Of course, he is not comfortable. But he wants to escape the inexplicable train chamber. There are still unknown puzzles waiting for him. If we don't get along well now, the trouble will be bigger.

What should I do?

The crow hesitated, and the other side's weapon was still in the state of his own. But the crow suddenly boldly rose. He reached out to block the black cat's iron pipe stick, and approached the other party, and sat beside the black cat without any gesture.

Instead, this time the black cat has no longer been in a fight with the crow, turning to stare at him with thought.

Crow turned to smile at the handsome man in front of him and said softly, "in this world, there are too many ways to hurt others, not have the power to occupy the dominant position."

Crow doesn't know if the other party has heard what he said. It doesn't matter if he doesn't listen to the crow. He just wants to find a way to reduce the other party's alert, but he doesn't want the black cat to be interested in him. The whole face comes together, and it comes very close at once. The crow feels that the other party's nose is going to be next to his nose.

The sudden move scared the crow and the whole man moved back. But the black cat squinted and pressed one hand on his shoulder. His strength was very strong. It felt heavy on the shoulder of the crow, as if it was a feeling that the whole body could not move.

"We knew each other before?" The black cat suddenly asked him, he approached the crow, and sucked his nose, as if he was smelling his taste.

"Yes really? Maybe... " Crow is stiff and hard. The black cat is relatively tall, and it is mixed with strong male and blood flavor. Because it is close to each other, the crow can also feel the other side's breath spraying on his neck.

Crows suddenly felt that the black cat might have been right. They did know each other before.

But soon, the black cat let go of the crow and then retracted to the sofa and squatted. The distance suddenly let the crow feel a loss, a wonderful sense of loss. But fortunately, it may be that the black cat's psychological defense seems to be much lower, at least the crow does not feel his obvious hostility.

Then, the communication became smooth. He quickly learned from the black cat that he had just woke up in the car, and there was no fog in his memory. Besides, there was a man in the car who was like him, the one who had been fighting with the black cat

"Why are you fighting?" The crow asked questions.

The black cat licked the dry lips and replied, "I don't know, I can't see each other well, so we beat up."

"For that reason?" Crows feel helpless.

"For this reason." Instead, the black cat has a face for granted.

The author has something to say: rhythm can not stop without stopping = 3 =