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Chapter 122 The power of running

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    ¡°You don¡¯t need to come out as you are in the car, the traffic will probably not move for a while.¡±

    ¡°If you really need to move your car, just call me and I¡¯ll find someone to come and help you. Don¡¯t drive by yourself. Otherwise, you will be detained for drunk driving.¡±

    While they were talking, Xiao Song was already in front of them. Without saying anything, Meng Yao took the box and hurriedly carried it towards the crime scene in front of her. The speed was the fastest she had ever run in her life.

    Looking at her retreating figure, Lu Zhixing suddenly felt a heat in his eyes and a sourness in his heart, and a scene from many years ago flashed through his mind.

    That year, when he was young, he seemed to be running so hard to the scene of a car accident.

    But the difference is that Meng Yao does it for the responsibility on his shoulders, while he does it for the family affection that he cannot let go of.

    That petite figure made him feel inexplicably sad!

    Almost the next second, he did something that he never thought would happen to him in his dreams.

    There was wind blowing while I was running, and there was a roar of complaints in my ears. The car lights illuminated this section of the road as bright as day.

    I don¡¯t know how long I ran, but when the scene of the car accident came into sight, Meng Yao felt a light touch in his hand, and the box was taken away by Lu Zhixing who suddenly appeared next to him.

    Looking at the sudden appearance of the person, Meng Yao was surprised for a moment, but the speed of his feet did not slow down at all.

    "Mr. Lu carried my box for me. I was really flattered by this kind of treatment."

    Lu Zhixing looked at the crime scenes that kept appearing in his sight and said, "This is also the first time I have brought something to a woman other than my aunt."

    ¡°If I didn¡¯t have to face this kind of scene, I would say I¡¯m honored!¡±

    While the two were talking, they had already arrived outside the blockade. Meng Yao showed his ID directly to the police officer on guard and walked in.

    ¡°The other party may have seen Lu Zhixing holding the box for her and thought he was Meng Yao¡¯s assistant or something, so she let him in without asking for identification.

    As soon as I saw it, the ground was in a mess. Looking around, there were three or four private cars that had either rolled over, had their fronts smashed, or had a dent in the rear with a door missing, or they had hit the guardrail on the side of the road and were damaged.  The most serious car was still in the ditch on the side of the road.

    When the two of them crossed the second cordon, Zhang Dongxu happened to come over.

    When he saw Lu Zhixing carrying a box for Meng Yao, he was stunned and nodded to him as a greeting. Then he led the two of them towards the deceased while introducing the situation at the scene.

    "The deceased, Chen Bin, lived in Andong District. After attending a class reunion in Guining District in the evening, on his way home, he suddenly lost control of his car, hit three passing vehicles, and then rolled over into a ditch. When the traffic police arrived, he was already dead.  ."

    Three cars?

    Meng Yao turned around and looked at the vehicles at the scene again, "I think there are more than three cars!"

    Zhang Dongxu nodded, "This is the crux of the problem."

    After he finished speaking, he pointed to the front minivan, which looked normal from the back. "When the main accident car lost control, the car didn't get out of the way in time, so it rear-ended the accident car, and then the accident car hit the front again.  A private car flipped over the guardrail."

    After roughly understanding the entire incident, and then hearing the cries of the deceased¡¯s family members in front of him, Meng Yao roughly understood the reason for his appearance.

    "The family of the deceased does not want to take responsibility and wants to ask for compensation from the truck!"

    Zhang Dongxu nodded, "Yes."

    Lu Zhixing, who had been walking quietly beside him, reached out to support Meng Yao and interrupted: "Is there a driving recorder on the truck?" (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com
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