171: The Thriller Train

Unlike the dazzling magnificence outside, the interior of the carriage was unexpectedly shabby.

Zhou Baiyu looked towards the inside of the train compartment, which was for the workers to sleep in.

The musty smell of damp wooden beds left a two-meter-wide aisle in the middle, and right at the center of the carriage, there was an equally worn table and four stools.

Cards were spread at all four sides of the table.

But no one could be seen playing, despite boarding the train at seven o'clock and seven minutes past, it seemed as though it was already deep into the night.

The entire compartment exuded a sense of oddity. The sleeping area was pitch black, and the appearances of the sleeping workers could not be seen.

Huang Miu, who had terrifying intuition, had already felt that the atmosphere here was somewhat eerie.

At this time, the voice of Service Personnel No. 2 appeared in the minds of Zhou Baiyu and Huang Miu: