Chapter 38 A Critical Moment
At the critical moment, a black Wrangler SUV rushed out and hit the right side of the black car. One of the two cars was instantly dented, and the front of the other car was like a flattened sponge, with the steel plate lifted up. The Wrangler pushed the black car and passed by the two people by a few millimeters. The sharp scraping sound between the wheels and the ground was heard because of the intense friction. It was not until the black car hit a tree that the two cars were forced to stop.
Rong Yuan and Jin Yang fell down together due to inertia. Jin Yang slowly supported himself and sat up. He saw the two cars next to him whose steel plates were folded like paper and cracked. Only then did he realize how thrilling the scene he had just experienced was. The fear washed over his body like a tide. His face lost all color, his limbs were cold, and his hands were shaking slightly.
Rong Yuan lay on the ground, gasping for breath, his heart beating like a drum, making his eardrums buzz.
...It's okay.
After a while, Rong Yuan finally came to this conclusion slowly. He looked at Jin Yang and found that he was not injured except for being a little dirty. He was relieved. Worried that the fuel tank of the vehicle might leak and catch fire, Rong Yuan got up and dragged the dazed Jin Yang to a safe place far away. Then he turned around to see the wrangler who saved their lives.
The front of the Wrangler was almost completely sunken into the black car, the front half of the car body was completely deformed, the window glass was covered with spider-like cracks, and many steel parts were scattered on the ground. Rong Yuan took a lot of effort to open the car door, and was somewhat surprised to see that the driver's seat was actually a familiar face.
Alan Neil's head and face were covered in blood, and he was lying unconscious on the steering wheel.
Rong Yuan was stunned. However, saving people was the most important thing at this time. He unbuckled his seat belt, tried Alan Neil's breathing, and touched his body to check if there were any injuries to his cervical spine and chest. After finding that there was nothing serious, he slowly moved the man out of the cab. Several passers-by came to help, and someone pried open the door of the black car and pulled out a man covered in blood and reeking of alcohol.
With the help of passers-by, Rong Yuan lifted Alan Neil to the grass and laid him flat, with his head slightly raised. Jin Yang also came to his senses at this time. He took off his coat and half-knelt on the side. Although his face was still very pale, he had already begun to take first aid measures in an orderly manner.
Rong Yuan whispered "thank you" to the person who helped him, but when he looked up, he saw a furry rabbit face with buck teeth. He was so scared that he almost punched the person.
Fortunately, the other party spoke in time and stammered , "No, no, no...you're welcome."
It was a girl's voice, and it sounded a little nervous, and surprisingly familiar.
Rong Yuan asked hesitantly: "You are..."
"Oh, it's me, it's me." Rabbit seemed to realize that she was still wearing a doll costume, and hurriedly took off the headgear, revealing a chubby, nervous and expectant face. Her lips were pale, and the heavy doll costume made her head and face sweaty. The big tears in her eyes, which were almost invisible because of the flesh on her face , kept rolling down, mixing with the sweat, and making her face full of wrinkles.
"...Zhou Yuan?" Rong Yuan dug out this name from the depths of his memory.
"You, do you still remember me?" Zhou Yuan hugged the rabbit's head, crying and saying excitedly, with tears and laughter on his face, it was unbearable to look at.
Rong Yuan asked curiously, "Why are you crying?" Her facial features were distorted, her tears were falling so hard that her nose was running. Rong Yuan had never seen a girl cry so ugly.
As a result, after he said that, Zhou Yuan, who had been restraining herself, recalled what had just happened and burst into tears: "I saw just now... just now... 呜呜呜... It was so scary, do you know..." She mumbled a few incoherent words, wiped her tears and snot with her hand, and saw Rong Yuan's frightened face through her misty eyes. She suddenly realized what she looked like now.
a bolt from the blue!
Rong Yuan was almost stunned as he watched Zhou Yuan scream "Awooo", cover her face and run away, leaving the rabbit's head behind. Unfortunately, she tripped over the edge of the flower bed and fell flat on her face. She struggled for a while, but got up and ran again without stopping.
Jin Yang had been treating Alan Neil's wound and didn't notice the incident here. Rong Yuan wanted to find someone to express his "shocked" feelings, but he had nowhere to talk to. He turned around and saw another place surrounded by people. A sharp look flashed in his eyes and he walked over.
The man lying on the ground had big eyes and small ears, and looked ordinary and even a little honest. His car was squeezed from both sides, and his injuries were much more serious than Alan Neil's. The crowd didn't even dare to move him too much, and after lifting him out of the car, they put him on the ground. A man who looked like a doctor was giving first aid, but after a few minutes, he stopped, checked the injured man's pulse, shook his head and sighed.
Rong Yuan watched coldly, and when he saw him breathe his last, he whispered, "Wandou, scan and search for this person's information."
"yes."
The scanning glasses were hanging on the zipper opening of Rong Yuan's clothes on his chest, and soon he received a reply from Pea.
The deceased was named Niu Yaozu, 53 years old, a native of City A, and a retired employee of a state-owned enterprise. He was a family of five, with his son and daughter-in-law working abroad, and a seven-year-old grandson who stayed in City A and was taken care of by his grandparents. Niu Yaozu was addicted to alcohol and had been detained by the Public Security Bureau twice for drunk driving.
An accident? Or murder?
Rong Yuan thought for a moment, then walked aside and asked Wandou: "Wandou, what are you doing? Didn't I ask you to keep monitoring? Why wasn't there any warning before the incident?"
Wandou said: "There were no cameras near Jin Yang's location before, and Niu Yaozu did not carry any communication equipment."
"You didn't bring your phone?" Rong Yuan suddenly had an idea and said, "Check with the telecommunications company to see if they have his real-name verified phone number."
After a while, Pea said, "Yes. The number is 111545758."
Rong Yuan immediately took out his cell phone and dialed the number, while saying to Wandou, "Wandou, hide my number."
"Sorry, the number you dialed is powered off, please wait..."
Hearing this reply from his phone, Rong Yuan hung up the phone and asked hastily, "Wandou, check the whereabouts and current location of Niu Yaozu's wife and grandson in the past two days."
"Yes... Niu Jiajia asked for leave from school two days ago because she had a cold. She has not been seen since then, and there is no record of her going to the hospital for treatment. She is currently at home, Room 101, Unit 2, Building 5, Deyu Community, City A. Zhang Manping has been going out shopping at regular times every evening recently. She has bought food for a total of 15 people at three supermarkets and then returned home. She has not gone out since then."
"Fifteen servings, a whole day's worth of food. There are at least three to five people hiding in her house who cannot show up." Rong Yuan's voice became a little anxious: "Who are the nearest police officers near their home? How many are there? Call them immediately!"
…
The man's tall figure was wrapped in a rather small sports suit, which was bulging, and his hard muscles that bulged like stones were clearly visible, looking somewhat sexy. His washed-out sleeves were rolled up to his elbows, and many old scars could be seen on his dark arms.
He stood by the window, carefully opened the curtains a little with one hand, and observed the movements outside the window.
"Ring, ring, ring..." The cell phone of another red-haired woman in the room suddenly rang. She picked it up and listened for a while before hanging up and saying to the man, "Failed."
There was another person in the room. He was quickly disassembling the parts of a sniper rifle. Upon hearing this, he paused and looked up at the man by the window.
The man turned around. He was a black man with thick eyebrows, a bald head, bulging eyes, and a strong build. Even when he was silent, he gave people a great sense of oppression.
"Prepare to evacuate."
He said, turned and walked to the door of the second bedroom, opened the door, and said in somewhat broken Chinese: "I'm sorry, boy, it seems that your grandfather doesn't love you as much as he shows. The mission assigned to him failed, and I have to do this... I'm sorry."
He raised the gun in his hand.
On the floor of the second bedroom, the boy, with his hands and feet bound and his mouth gagged, stared at the black muzzle of the gun with his eyes wide open. He was very cute, with his round eyes open like a frightened little squirrel. Next to him, an old woman with gray hair, who was also tied up, groaned in despair. She struggled to stand in front of the boy, kneeling on her knees and kowtowed to the man desperately.
“Bang, bang, bang, bang!”
Suddenly, there were rapid and violent knocks outside the security door.
