Just as people began to realize something was wrong and the crowd began to feel restless, a sudden explosion came from the sky.

An artificial sun blooms among countless fireworks, just like the evening sunset emitting dim light.

At this moment, time flowed back completely to 2 hours ago, at five or six o'clock.

The sound of helicopters came from the sky, which was that they released the fireworks that projected the sun.

People looked up and saw the helicopter with New Year's greetings hanging on searching photos, rotating and floating in the sky high. With a loud noise, fireworks burst into the night sky, attracting everyone's attention.

"I wish you good things and a perfect dream!"

"Buy a house and a car with a salary increase, get married, have children and get married!"

"Get rich without limit, make money hard!"

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"What are you doing?" Finally someone expressed his confusion, and soon a woman in a platform service uniform came over with a smile on her face.

"Sir, don't panic, this is just a rehearsal of the New Year tour, a little free program." The woman smiled and pointed at the artificial sun in the sky.

When the man heard this answer, he looked at the platform behind him, and blinked even more confusedly.

“Rehearsals for New Year’s performances? Here?”

"After all, good programs need to be adapted to various places."

The man narrowed his eyes and looked at the helicopters. Each color was painted happily, but why did the long thing behind the prayer card look a bit like the barrel I saw on TV...

"And that dark long tube..."

"It's just a convenient facility to hang signs." The woman interrupted.

The man looked at the woman suspiciously for some reason. Although the other party was wearing the service staff's badge, the smile always made people feel less natural, no, it should be said that it was not so professional.

"These sentences bring money, are you sure this New Year's greeting was not written by the National Finance Department?"

"It seems that they did pick up the pen..." The woman's forehead began to sweat.

Similar explanations also spread to the entire crowd of people who picked up the station. In order to appease these confused and uneasy pickup families or travelers, these service staff also brought them a small cake, which made people increasingly confused about what activities they were doing today.

Nasha, dressed in ordinary people's costume, walked to Abel.

Among the pickup staff on site, there were many foundation members who were hidden like her.

In order to deceive scp1163, they cannot even alarm the crowd here. All they have to do is to keep everything here as natural as possible and replicate until six o'clock.

Nasha gave a small salute and looked at the female hand behind him.

“We have arranged the families of passengers in the accident to make sure no one here knows about it.”

"If I hadn't known it for a long time, I believe I would have doubted whether it was really time to go back." Nasha looked at the scene in front of her and said, "In this way, then scp1163 should be able to be successfully deceived by us."

"You can't be careless yet. The cornerstone of all this success is that they can also complete the deception of scp1163." Iris is not as optimistic as Nasha. It will be six o'clock in a few minutes. Logically, the head of the train should be slowed down in advance in the mountain tunnel not far away. If it does not appear again, she is very worried if there is something wrong inside.

Fortunately, the next second, the roar of the tunnel running came from the tunnel.

"They succeeded!" Nasha said in surprise. At the end of the darkness of the tunnel, there were indeed lights illuminated before the train exited the station.

She had no doubt that it might be other trains, because the Railway Bureau had already restricted all trains on this railway during this period.

The scp1163 in front of me began to slow down from the tunnel. First, the front of the car drove out, and in front of everyone was an ordinary long-distance train worth hundreds of meters long.

But Iris knew very well that this guy was not only that long, and its longer parts were hidden in the abnormal space in the tunnel.

"Prepare to pick up the car." Iris commanded.

It is naturally impossible for ordinary passengers to have family members on this car. As the train arrives slowly, the pickup staff played by the foundation members get on the train and get off the passengers in the accident one by one.

"I...we are saved!" A passenger couldn't help shouting as soon as he came out, but was quickly pressed down by the foundation member beside him to cover his mouth.

"What are you shouting?" The member of the foundation glared fiercely, and immediately scared the man to nod.

scp1163 is like a mentally ill patient who is unable to understand his temper. Before everyone in the car was rescued, anyone was afraid to quarrel and avoid it from going crazy.

The rescue plan went very smoothly, and Gulijud finally walked out of the carriage.

"Director." Seeing that the director was safe, Naxia stepped forward happily, noticed that his clothes were exhausted and his face was pale, he hurriedly stepped forward to support him.

"Don't worry about me for now, time is tight, go and save..." Before Gulijud finished speaking, dizziness in his mind came again.

"Director... You are the last person to get off the car in this car." Nasha said strangely. Three minutes have not arrived yet, and the more than 60 passengers in the car, including the dead Arakadas, have been transported out.

What Director Gulijud said...Who else should I save?

But his words made everyone present look bad.

"The recruits with me, Bai Qi, Taya, and Zhou Wangjing, are still in the tunnel of abnormal space." Guli Judd whispered and firmly: "You must never let the door of the tunnel be closed, they will still need time to come out!"

Then he coughed out a mouthful of blood and fell into a coma.

"Even if you say that..." Naxia said in a daze, and halfway through her words, a voice that no one wanted to hear rang out.

"The train from the Holy Capital East Platform to Fenglu County is about to depart, please...

The broadcast sound rang from scp1163, and while the sound was remembered, the train actually started to rotate.

"What's the use of this broadcast? Don't it know how to wait for the passengers!" Nasha complained. At this time, everyone could already see that a huge black dimension space suddenly appeared in front of Lecha's driving.

The scene reflected in the space is pitch black, which is the ring tunnel where the train was staying before. On the ring tunnel, the train with no end length is sailing forward, revealing the cockpit on the buttocks of the train.

The butt of this car is the tail of the scp1163 now.
Chapter completed!