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Budding classic | Driverless (Part 1)

Budding classic | Driverless (Part 1)

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On the way home from overtime, Lu Lin actually saw a driverless bus, but no one believed the situation he stated...

In the era of the story, cars still have to be driven by people. Everything in this era is basically driven by people, even things like fear and happiness are no exception. I'm not quite sure what kind of story I'm going to tell, whether it's a scary thing or a simple traffic accident.

As every Friday in the past, Lu Lin had to drive nearly three hours from Hangzhou back to his hometown. I had a project on hand to complete this week and had to work overtime until eight o'clock so that it would be easier to get home. I called home before I left, and I guess I'll be home at 11:30.

Lu Lin came out of the company, the sky was basically dark, looked up at the company building, or bright lights, sometimes there will be strange thoughts, we guys are like being hired by the company to play "busy people", and arrange us to eat every day, every month on time to send us money, such a thought originated from not knowing what they are doing, or in an overall busy to forget which link they are, the sense of achievement is certainly not to talk about, at most to prove their sense of existence.

Lu Lin stopped at the door of the convenience store near the company, went in to buy two bottles of water, a loaf of bread, thought that there might be no smoke in the car, planned to buy a pack of cigarettes, think about it or forget it, save yourself the need to go back to being nagged to quit smoking. Back in the car, after eating bread and drinking water, Lu Lin reached out and shook the cigarette box on the side, well, there were two or three of them, enough to smoke on the road. Lu Lin started the car, closed the window, and took the elevated highway out of the city. Running such a three-hour night road is actually quite pleasant, at least a period of time completely under your control.

Before getting on the highway, Lu Lin deliberately put his mobile phone on the passenger seat with muted sound and looked at the exact time, 8:45 p.m. At this point, it was a busy time on the highway, and the large trucks lined up towards Beilun Port, if you look at it in the sky, it looks like a group of trucks that don't want to drive in line to jump into the sea, which reminds Lu Lin of the Minamata incident in Japan, and the mercury poisoned cats jump into the sea one after another. However, because it is a four-lane car, it has no impact on Lu Lin, he is driving a 2.4-displacement car, acceleration, change of direction are more than enough. But it's like a dog that usually walks infrequently, and gives him a piece of grassland in western Sichuan, and it is interesting enough to roll a few times. For almost half an hour, Lu Lin yawned for the first time, so he turned on the radio. There is an old song, Zheng Jun's "Cinderella", Lu Lin followed a sentence, the sound is a little strange, a thought is also, since the afternoon work has not spoken, so cleared his throat and continued to sing, after singing "Oh Cinderella, my Cinderella" after an inexplicable long interlude, Lu Lin even three times did not step on the point, simply pulled down.

For more than an hour, I had to go out of the Hangzhou-Ningbo Expressway and walk on the third line, and finally I could get out of this truck jungle. Lu Lin slowed down and pulled over, followed by a truck with an Anhui license plate, to the exit nearby, the front of the truck suddenly a brake, Lu Lin reacted violently, quickly followed by a foot brake, from the front of the truck to see, is a passenger car temporarily change lanes also have to go out, Lu Lin scolded a sentence, the heart is still speaking for the bus driver, the big night is inevitable to make mistakes. Followed the bus into the third line, the air is much fresher in an instant, there are almost no large trucks, and the traffic flow is much smaller. Lu Lin changed lanes to the passing lane, not ready to follow behind this rash bus. Lu Lin honked his horn twice and drove parallel to the bus, with no sign on the body. Lu Lin probed the throttle a little further down, the bus actually accelerated with it, hit a thorn, Lu Lin just stepped on the throttle again to overtake this plague god, and then said, the car warmed up all the way, this foot down, giving people a very solid feeling, like when they were in their early twenties, they had both strength and moderation to control their bodies. Lu Lin looked at the bus driver with a little pride.

××, it is driverless.

The foot that stepped on the accelerator in an instant was soft, Lu Lin's car exceeded the bus by about half a body at this time, the throttle was loose, Lu Lin turned his head and looked at it again, and even reached the co-pilot's seat and looked at it again, it was definitely not caused by a series of factors such as darkness, lights, and glass reflections, it was an unmanned bus. Lu Lin was confused and allowed the bus to triumphantly overtake. Until it fell about 100 meters, Lu Lin slowed down to maintain his speed. It's impossible to see the flowers. There was an SUV in the back that was playing turn signals, Lu Lin seemed to be saved, gave way to him, and when the SUV passed, Lu Lin also stepped on the accelerator again to keep up. Lu Lin wanted to see how this SUV surpassed this bus, and the result was that it was so overtaking, and it didn't even beat it. It must be my eyes glazed over, this is most likely in the middle of the night, besides, I cover my head and go over, whether you are driverless or not.

Lu Lin turned back to the passing lane and paid attention to the license plate of the bus, a very ordinary Wenzhou car. This time Lu Lin sped up steadily, hoping that he would jump over like a cheetah, but in fact, Lu Lin shrank into a rat in the car. After paralleling with the bus, I found that the bus did not make trouble and accelerated, Lu Lin wanted to go to you, but when the front of the car was together, he couldn't help but turn his head. Even if the driver is a monkey? Unfortunately, there was nothing, and through the lights in the car, Lu Lin clearly saw that the woman in the second row must be facing the mobile phone screen, the children in the third row were still making a fuss, the men in the fourth row fell asleep against the glass, and the fifth row, the sixth row, and the seventh row quickly passed in front of Lu Lin's eyes and did not have time to look closely, and was once again overtaken by the bus.

Lu Lin lowered his speed to eighty, lit a cigarette in a hurry, and some unclean thoughts appeared in his mind, the driverless bus and the passengers in this car. The bus only has a little light of the taillights looming in front, the worst is to follow, anyway, the first to get off the highway is me, Lu Lin comforted himself. Lu Lin touched the co-pilot's mobile phone and thought of calling his friend Brother Dao.

"Hey, it's me, what are you doing?"

Brother Dao replied, "I'm ready to wash and sleep." What's wrong? ”

"I'm on the highway, tell you something don't believe it, I came down from Shangyu and bumped into a ghost." A bus came down from Shangyu with me, and guess what, no one was driving the car. ”

"Don't tease me, get sleepy, find a place to stop and rest."

"I've been there more than twice and seen no one driving, the key is that someone is in the car."

"You're an idiot, didn't anyone drive when he was on the highway?" No one can get on the high speed. Besides, it's even more okay if someone sits in the car, they are not afraid to sit, you are afraid of a bird when you pass. You look for a service area break will go again. ”

"Okay, I get it." Lu Lin cheered up a little after the phone call, waiting for a third car to pass by. Turning off the air conditioner, the radio, and snuffing out cigarette butts, Lu Lin was ready. After a while, a Santana's ass was high and catching up. Lu Lin followed Poussin and prepared to overtake for the third time.

Once again close to the "unmanned", in anthropomorphic way, he ran very cheerfully, breathing very smoothly, watching Poussin begin to overtake, Lu Lin maintained a little distance, but he was afraid that the distance was too far, and he did not have the courage to follow after Poussin overtook. Surprisingly, Poussin has been kept parallel to the "unmanned", Lu Lin chased from 100 meters to 50 meters, noticed that Poussin co-pilot's window rolled down, heard a shout, shouted to stop, and extended a hand from the co-pilot, compared to drawing a stop gesture. "Unmanned" did not react to anything, this is the most correct response, what do you expect it to do. Poussin continued to hurry with his ass, and Lu Lin followed, intending to end the farce, of course, this time overtaking did not look at the driver's seat again. Lu Lin believed that the people on Poussin must have also discovered the driverless bus and hoped to ask them what was happening, but they ran so fast that they couldn't see their butts in a flash.

Lu Lin fixed his mind, for a person who was complaining about the boring work and boring life two hours ago, it was too interesting to encounter a driverless bus. Lu Lin was transferred to the traffic radio, and he thought that he could call the hotline of Traffic Voice to solve the problem. The two hosts on the radio were chatting, their playful voices were a little uneasy, Lu Lin patiently waited for them to tell jokes and gossip, and his left hand was already clutching the mobile phone waiting for dialing.

(To be continued)

● This article was published in the January 2017 issue of Sprouts. The intellectual property rights of the content published on the Sprout WeChat public account are exclusively owned or held by Sprout Magazine and the relevant right holders, and any use such as reprinting, excerpting, copying and mirroring is prohibited without permission.

Editor-in-Charge/Pengxiang Yang

Art Design/Li Jixin

Illustration / Gong Wenjie

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