City: A pen at the beginning promotes a perfect accident

Chapter 65

Yangcheng, Hengke Villa Park, Wangjia

‘Dong Dong Dong..."

Huang Chuan, a middle-aged butler wearing a black suit, walked into the living room with a tea cup in his hand and knocked on the door on one side.

Wang Changjiang, who was wearing a gray robe, glanced at Huang Chuan, and then looked back at the laptop in front of him.

This is a not very clear picture, the scene is shaking.

The middle-aged housekeeper poured tea for Wang Changjiang and was about to hand the teacup into the latter's hand. at this time.

Only a harsh 'crunching' sound was heard.

Wang Changjiang stopped and looked at the screen

‘The vehicle Ye Yuan was in braked suddenly without any warning, and two arc-shaped tire marks were drawn on the ground.…’

‘Immediately afterwards, at the intersection, a semi-trailer lost control and rushed past! Wang

Changjiang sat up straight and looked at the picture intently without saying a word.

The middle-aged butler Huang Chuan, holding a tea cup, looked at the black car with twinkling eyes.

……

In the night. crossroads.

Detective Peng, who was following Cheng Xiaoxian, opened the car door and trotted towards the semi-trailer truck.

Containers hit the ground one after another.

When close.

A strong smell of gasoline hit my nose.

Detective Peng jumped to the front of the car and dragged out the unconscious middle-aged driver who smelled of alcohol from the car.

Cheng Xiaoxian took out a cigarette from his arms and wanted to light it for himself.

His arms were shaking a little, and the flame from the lighter failed to hit the cigarette butt several times.

After simulating the experience of being a smoker before, Cheng Xiaoxian, who originally did not smoke, began to often carry a pack in his arms.

"how did you do it?"

Cheng Xiaoxian walked to Ye Yuan's car and saw Ye Yuan rolling down the window. He asked incredulously.

"It seems... God doesn't want to accept me."

Ye Yuan said

……

The words fell.

Ye Yuan raised the car window again.

He gave another address.

Lin Mang started the engine and the car turned in another direction from the intersection just now.

Cheng Xiao first looked at the leaving car body.

He took a deep breath from the half-finished cigarette butt in his hand, then threw the cigarette butt on the ground and twisted it with his foot.

At the beginning, vehicles from the Wang family, Zhao Ruilong, Nian Guangsi, President Tan, or more still appeared in a hidden manner.

But until now.

Sitting in the driver's seat, Cheng Xiaoxian looked at the car and frowned tightly.

He didn't know what Ye Yuan wanted to do tonight.

And why would you put yourself in everyone’s sight?

……

He left Nian Guangsi's old house and got into a black Mercedes-Benz.

In Dongcheng District of Yangcheng City, Yang Weiyi, who was identified as the successor of the old man, was answering a phone call.

On the phone, it was his subordinates who reported to him the news about Ye Yuan.

The car plunged into the night

……

"Take Helong East Road."

Yang Weiyi concentrated. He looked at the information handed to him by the old man. Then, he raised his head, looked at his driver, and said in a deep voice.

This excludes all the routes that Ye Yuan passed or may pass.

Even those that deviate from the original route. A big circle, choose the safest road

"yes!"

The driver in a black suit responded.

……

At night, in Yangcheng, there is an unassuming villa.

Ding Ruilong's brows were full of anger. He stood up and walked around panting.

He took out a golf club from the golf bag hanging beside him, held the shaft with both hands, and then slammed it against a precious vase that was as tall as a person.

"He is Lord Ma, he has four eyes, I want him to die!"

Ding Ruilong said in a deep voice.

……

Tan family.

Tan Pingqiang, president of the Yangcheng Chamber of Commerce, woke up from the bed.

He put on his coat and walked into the study

"master!"

The young secretary bowed to Tan Pingqian and called.

Sitting on the mahogany chair, Tan Pingqian closed his eyes and listened to the secretary's report.

"so…"

"Who is Ye Yuan's target tonight? Tan

Ping frowned apologetically.

……

Time keeps passing.

Ye Yuan was still wandering around the Yangcheng City at night.

Night, 12:21:19.

Ye Yuan's gaze retracted from the path.

He dialed and already entered his cell phone number.

"Hello…"

"Hello!"

"nothing…"

"Don't hang up yet…"

"I just want to remind you to pay attention to safety"

"Take the far right lane"

"The vehicle speed should be maintained at about 60 kilometers per hour. If it exceeds 100 kilometers per hour, you are more likely to encounter danger."

Ye Yuan said this to the phone.

He said a few more words, some inexplicable words, and then hung up the phone.

……

Helong South Road.

In the cab of a red heavy-duty truck filled with gravel, a middle-aged man with a sinister face cursed and hung up the phone.

He glanced at the speed of the car and saw that the speedometer was right around sixty.

The middle-aged man spit hard and looked towards the road with few cars.

The long road is straight and spacious...

At the intersection not far away, the green light is about to turn on!

Accelerate the accelerator under your foot... the speed of the car keeps increasing!

The heavy-duty truck, which is always loaded with cargo, looks like a giant steel beast in this night, capable of crushing everything... from a distance.

The green light came on.

Didn't slow down, even stepped on the accelerator some more

……

Helong East Road.

Inside the black Mercedes-Benz.

Yang Weiyi kept answering the phone and listened carefully to his subordinates' reports.

All I know is that Ye Yuan led a circle of people behind him and spared a large circle.

While Yang Weiyi listened, he used a black marker to mark every path Ye Yuan took.

He looked at the map.

His eyelids suddenly jumped up.

Yang Weiyi suddenly discovered it.

I don't know if it's a coincidence...