The escape plan of suspense story

Eleven p. m.

This is a barren river beach full of weeds. There is no wind, weeds remain. There are wild miscellaneous fish in the river, which jump out of the water from time to time. A grass carp lying on the beach turned into dried fish. There are also water birds with strange sounds among the reeds on the shore, which occasionally call, just like people talking in their sleep.

Hu Shankui was wet and squatting in the reeds on the shore. He knew that from this moment on, he became a dead man and disappeared from this world. Perhaps, his name can still exist in the hearts of relatives and friends for a while, but before long, they will forget him.

Missing is never an opponent of time.

This is depressing.

However, this kind of depression is nothing compared with the new life that is about to begin.

On the bridge in the distance, warning lights began to flash.

Hu Shankui breathed a sigh of relief, took out prepared steamed bread, pickled mustard tuber, boiled eggs, pickled chicken feet and mineral water, found a dry beach, spread his raincoat on the ground and sat down to eat. After a few bites, his stomach was full. You can't eat if you have something on your mind.

It was dark all around, and frogs among the reeds called mercilessly and noisily. There are mosquitoes, which are overwhelming and maddening. Hu Shankui knows that hiding here is not a long-term solution. He must be patient and look for a place where he can lurk for a long time.

On the bridge in the distance, the warning light is still flashing.

Hu Shankui lay down, closed his eyes and forced himself to fall asleep quickly, so that time passed quickly. When you are in pain, waking up is definitely not a good choice. If you can't be in a coma, go to bed. After falling asleep, the pain has nowhere to live and slowly fades away.

He's not asleep yet.

It was not until midnight that there were no pedestrians on the distant highway that he got off the bus and walked north. Although it was midnight and there were no pedestrians on the road, he didn't dare to take the road, so he had to grope along the river bank. Finally, his figure disappeared into the boundless darkness.

Ten o'clock the next morning.

Hu Shankui's wife, He, is staring at the pot of Hu Pilan in Phnom Penh at home. She has no job, sells slippers in the night market, goes out at five in the afternoon and goes home at ten in the evening. Once, the young man selling flowers at the booth next door gave her two leaves of Euphorbia humilis in Phnom Penh, saying that she could live if she planted them in the soil. She took it home and planted it in a leaking plastic pot. Within a year, the pot will be full. Just don't know why, its beautiful Phnom Penh is gone.

Here is a big yard, where more than a dozen families live. Some people sell fruit, some decorate, some make Lamian Noodles, some cook, some collect junk, some ask fortune-telling, some send a courier, and there is a young man who has nothing to do but play games with cats in the house all day. It is said that he can also make money.

Next door, Li Nainai came again with her granddaughter. Her son and daughter-in-law run a ramen restaurant in a nearby snack street. They have a two-year-old daughter, who always takes her with them.

"Still no news of wasabi?" Li Nainai asked.

"No, his mobile phone is turned off and I can't get through." He Dong Yun said the bitter face.

Li Nainai advised her not to worry. If not, she went to see Mr. Ge for divination. How do you know that she and Mr. Ge are partners? She is responsible for attracting customers, and Mr. Ge is responsible for fortune telling. They share 46% of the money. She said slowly, "I'll wait." There is really no way, ask Teacher Ge again. "

Seeing her low spirits, Li Nainai began to introduce Mr. Ge's relationship and how many immortals he knew. No matter how difficult the matter is and how big the disaster is, he will do it with his words and he will be exempted.

He Dong Yun listened absently and kept silent.

Li Nainai is gone.

He called boss Cai. Boss Cai is Hu Shankui's boss. He has seven or eight big trucks at home and employs seven or eight drivers to deliver goods to him. Hu Shankui is one of them. The phone was connected, but no one answered. He called Dong Yun several times, but no one knew the whereabouts of Hu Shankui.

After about two hours, boss Cai suddenly called and asked He to go there quickly. At boss Cai's house, he knew that Hu Shankui had an accident driving and the car rushed into the river from the bridge. After a busy night, I just salvaged the car and no one has found it yet.

He Dong Yun just fainted. The first thing she wakes up is crying, tearing her heart out, crying and calling Hu Shankui's name, sometimes fainting for a few minutes.

"Hu Shankui will definitely come back alive." Boss Cai comforted her.

"He can't swim."

"Ji people have their own days."

"He can't swim."

"We will not give up looking for him."

"He can't swim."

No matter what others say to her, he Dong Yun only said this sentence.

Boss Cai gave her 30 thousand yuan. He said, "Take this money first. If Hu Shankui doesn't come back in a few days, we'll discuss the compensation. Also, he bought some insurance, and I will help you negotiate with the insurance company, which will definitely not let you suffer. "

"He can't swim." He said to Dong Yun.

The next day, people from several insurance companies came to the door one after another and asked Hu Shankui about buying insurance. They seem to suspect that Hu Shankui cheated the insurance. He didn't know anything, so those people had to go to boss Cai. Boss Cai said that Hu Shankui didn't buy the insurance himself, but he bought it, and everyone in the team had a share. He also said that drivers are running around the country, which is very hard and dangerous. If something goes wrong, the car will pay a lot of money, so it is better to buy them insurance just in case. The people from the insurance company left without asking questions.

He Dong Yun lay at home for three days without eating or drinking.

Neighbors came to persuade her that her husband would lead a life without life and advised her to relax. He Dong Yun listened quietly, without speaking or moving his eyes, just like a piece of wood.

Half a month has passed.

The days slowly returned to calm.

He Dong Yun went to the night market to set up a stall to sell slippers, or went out at five o'clock in the afternoon and went home at ten o'clock in the evening. Everyone who set up a stall together knew what had happened to her and leaned in to comfort her and enlighten her. The young man who sold flowers also gave her several reeds in Phnom Penh, which were planted in an exquisite ceramic flowerpot, and the soil was covered with colorful pebbles, which was very beautiful. He Dong Yun accepted the pot of reeds in Phnom Penh. When I got home, I put two pots of reeds in Phnom Penh together. The original pot looked very shabby. He Dong Yun took it out and put it in the yard.

The next day, it was gone.

He Dong Yun didn't take it to heart, thinking that neighbors like to be taken away.

At noon that day, she had lunch at home and read the newspaper in bed. Hu Shankui doesn't smoke or drink, and his biggest hobby is reading newspapers. He subscribed to a local evening newspaper, paid for it for one year, and it hasn't expired yet. The newspaper in his hand is yesterday's, and there is nothing interesting.

The room was silent, except for the sound of her flipping the newspaper: "Hua, Hua, Hua ..."

After a while, she looked up at the recliner under the windowsill. When Hu Shankui is at home, he likes to lie on the sofa and read newspapers. He doesn't know why Dong Yun wants to take a look at the lounge chair. Is it because Hu Shankui often lies there? Next, her heart has been restless and I don't know why.

She lowered her head and went on reading the newspaper. However, she always felt that there was a person lying on the sofa, namely Hu Shankui. She looked up again and again, feeling uneasy.

On the last page of the newspaper, she saw a short news to the effect that an old lady fell down on the safe road in the suburbs of this city at noon the day before yesterday. A passing driver picked her up, took her to the hospital, paid the medical bill in advance, and then left. The old lady's family wanted to find the driver, thanked him in person and returned the medical expenses to him. The news is accompanied by two pictures, which look like screenshots of surveillance video. One is a picture of the driver paying the fee, and the other is a picture of him driving away. The picture is not very clear, the shooting angle is not ideal, and the driver wears sunglasses and can't see his face clearly.

He Dong Yun zheng big eyes, froze.

She recognized the driver as Hu Shankui. Although I can't see his face clearly, his figure and hairstyle are similar to Hu Shankui's. The clothes he was wearing were exactly the same as those Hu Shankui was wearing before the accident. And that car, much like the one Hu Shankui drove before the accident. Most importantly, the old lady remembered the license plate number of that car, which is the license plate number of the car that Hu Shankui drove before the accident!

The figure, hairstyle and car are similar, and the clothes are exactly the same, but are the license plates the same?

The answer is no.