The Death Taxi

I’m a programmer. One night, after work, I accidentally got into the wrong taxi and was dragged into a conspiracy involving humans and ghosts.

Because of me, my colleagues began dying one by one under bizarre circumstances.

When I learned they had died for my sake, I was overcome with guilt.

To keep my colleagues safe and uncover the truth,

I put myself in danger and was caught up in one whirlpool after another.

While I was recovering from my injuries, the company disappeared, and my colleagues were nowhere to be found.

When I saw them again, they had all become drivers and were working with ghosts.

I knew that if I didn’t save them, more and more people across the city would suffer, and more accidents would happen.

Evil has never prevailed over good. Just when I thought I was close to the truth, when I thought everything was about to come to light,

I discovered that it had all been part of the enemy’s plan.

Was Jiang Lin a living man or a corpse?

I couldn’t tell.

What had Old Zhou been through? How did he know so much?

I blamed myself. I was afraid. But none of it broke me. I received help from many people, and, more importantly,

I had the help of my girlfriend, Yang Siting, during the investigation, as well as guidance from an expert.

Gradually, everything finally came to light.

But in the end, I became that terrifying driver, the one who drove at midnight.

At last, the truth emerged: this taxi had to keep driving.

Only by keeping it on the road could I keep people safe and prevent further accidents.

Farewell, Yang Siting. Farewell, my girlfriend. May we meet again in our next lives.