Forced to lie down after wearing cannon fodder [Quick Transmigration]

The exam is only for one day, and these questions are not difficult at all for Wen Chu.The range Xu Li drew for him was very accurate. Wen Chu read it a few times, and he remembered the knowledge points firmly, and other calculation problems were quickly solved.

When the exam was over in the afternoon, Wen Chu felt more relaxed than ever, and his mood improved a lot. He walked towards the school gate with his bag on his back while humming a ditty.

He saw the car Song Baifeng gave him in the morning at a glance, and walked over quickly.

Song Baifeng really didn't come, the driver was someone Wen Chu had never seen before.As soon as Wen Chu sat in the back seat, the car started, and the man didn't say a word.

There are many people in Song Baifeng's family, Wen Chu didn't recognize him very well, and he doesn't have much contact with those people, so it's not surprising that he doesn't know this person.

Wen Chu leaned on the back of the chair relaxedly, thinking in his mind that if he won the first place, Song Zhi would probably fall out of the top three, wondering if he would die of anger, and his mood suddenly became happier.

After thinking about it, he suddenly realized that this didn't seem to be his way home.

"Master," Tang Yuan also noticed this, "It seems that we have never walked this way before."

Wen Chu looked out the window, carefully observed the buildings flying past, and then glanced at the driver through the front mirror.

He asked aloud, "Why haven't you walked this road before?"

"That road was blocked by an accident, and this road will take a longer detour," the driver said.

"That's it." Wen Chu replied and stopped talking.

The car continued to drive smoothly, and there were no buildings around, but walked onto a wide road.

Wen Chu said to the glutinous rice balls in his mind: "Check if there is anything like explosives in the car."

It's no wonder that he was suspicious, since the last time he heard the conversation between Song Baifeng and Jiang Yeshan, Wen Chu had been keeping an eye on it.

Although he felt that he was worthless, it did not prevent those people from thinking that he knew something and arbitrarily raising his value.

Tangyuan scanned the inside of the car after hearing the words: "Nothing unusual was found."

Wen Chu breathed a sigh of relief, maybe he was thinking too much.

It's just that he hasn't completely let go of his breath, he raised his eyes and met the driver's gaze, Wen Chu's eyelids twitched, and suddenly he had a bad premonition.

He was about to pick up his mobile phone and wanted to call the housekeeper.

But he couldn't hit it, and the car accelerated suddenly.Wen Chu was slammed back on the back of the chair, and the phone landed on the soft blanket in the car, making a slight noise.

The speed quickly reached the highest point, the indicator landed firmly on the far right, and the surrounding scenery whizzed by, blurred to the point where it was hard to see the shadow.

The car rushed out like a ray of lightning, and the wheels made a harsh friction sound when they contacted the ground.The air grazed the car body and glass as if torn apart.

And the distance between this car and the car in front is rapidly decreasing!As soon as Wen Chu raised his eyes, he saw the rapidly enlarged rear of the car in front of the window.

A moment later, there was a loud noise on the road.

--boom!

The cars collided at a very high speed, and the huge impact caused the car behind to overturn from the front, and the car in front turned at an angle, and the two cars dragged and slid forward uncontrollably, rubbing against the cars in front , and together they slammed into the guardrail beside the road.

Flames and screams soared into the sky.

As soon as Song Baifeng arrived at home, he casually put his military cap on the hanger beside him, and took off his coat. The housekeeper immediately stepped forward to take the coat over, put it on his little arm, and took it to wash in a while.

Song Baifeng asked, "Have they both eaten?"

"Master Song has already eaten," said the housekeeper, "Master Zhong hasn't come back yet."

Song Baifeng paused: "Haven't you come back yet? What's going on? Didn't you send someone to pick him up?"

When Song Zhi heard the doorbell, he immediately ran down the stairs and said happily, "Uncle, you are back, today I..."

Song Baifeng raised his hand to signal him not to speak, then looked at the housekeeper, waiting for his reply.

Seeing that Song Baifeng ignored him, Song Zhi's face froze.

The housekeeper said: "The driver said that Master Zhong failed the exam and he was in a bad mood. He wanted to go out for a walk to relax."

Didn't pass the exam and went out to relax?

Song Baifeng raised his wrist and looked at his watch. After eight o'clock, went out to play for two or three hours?

Song Baifeng stood at the door and didn't go in: "Did you call?"

"Called the driver," said the housekeeper.

Song Baifeng relaxed a little, and said, "Call Zhong Huai and tell him to come back quickly, why are you playing outside so late at night?"

"He's an Alpha, so what's the danger if he plays late? Don't worry, uncle." Song Zhi said with a smile, "Those who don't know think he is your own nephew."

Song Baifeng glanced at Song Zhi.

Danger?This sentence reminded him.

He took off his black gloves and picked up his mobile phone: "Forget it, let me call him." He found Wen Chu's number and dialed it.

beep - beep - beep -

Nobody answers the phone.

Song Baifeng frowned, and he asked, "When did you call the driver?"

"About two hours," said the housekeeper, "when Young Master Song first arrived at home."

"Call the driver again." Song Baifeng said.

The butler immediately picked up his phone and called.

Still no one answered.

The driver said that he had called the driver, but Wen Chu didn't say a word during the whole process, and until now the two of them couldn't get through on their mobile phones.

Song Baifeng's heart suddenly beat violently. He came to his senses suddenly, turned around and opened the door, and strode towards the car that had just turned off the ignition. Fortunately, the driver hadn't left yet. He opened the door and sat on it, and said to the driver: "Go Zhonghuai School, hurry up."

After he finished speaking, he leaned back on the back seat, calmed down slowly, and recalled the existing clues.

The driver said that Wen Chu did not do well in the exam, so he was in a bad mood.Now that Song Baifeng thinks about it, he feels extremely weird. If he fails the exam, it will be bad. Wen Chu is not the kind of person who needs to relax.

The problem is with the driver.

He sent a message to the housekeeper, asking him to record the call and the time of the call.

Song Baifeng clicked on the recording, it was the driver's voice.He pressed his forehead, and the driver's voice trembled slightly, his speech speed was slower than usual, and there were twice as many modal particles than usual.

These differences are very subtle, the housekeeper can't detect it, and most people can't detect it, but Song Baifeng has never interrogated people before, and he has also had special training before, so he can hear this kind of lie at a glance.

What's more, it was too quiet on the other end of the phone, there was no sound of cars driving around.

Judging from the above clues, the driver was probably hijacked, and the time is uncertain, maybe before arriving at school, or after receiving Wen Chu.

There were too many uncertain factors, and Song Baifeng couldn't immediately judge the cause and effect of what happened.

That car is the car he usually takes the most. Now he doesn't even know whether those people are targeting him or Wen Chu, and he doesn't know whether those people want to arrest Wen Chu or... kill him directly.

Song Baifeng's hand holding the phone tightened suddenly, and he made another call: "Check the cameras around Fergus, focusing on the traces of the license plate number J-888."

He hung up the phone, looked down at the communication signal on the long belt around his waist, and a red light spot lit up on the long black belt: "The thirteen guards are on standby..." He paused, feeling a little confused for a while. I don't know how to give the order.

From time to time, the lights on the side of the road crossed the car windows and shone on people's faces, casting light and shadow one after another.

Seeing that he was silent on the other side of the communication, a loud voice came: "General, please give me instructions!"

A message box suddenly popped up on the phone, which was a notification message of various social information. Song Baifeng was attracted to it. He lowered his eyes and looked over, and the word "car accident" jumped into his eyes.

Song Baifeng was stunned for a moment, and immediately clicked on the news, and saw the most eye-catching headline at the top - a serial car accident on National Highway 713.

Before he had time to read the content carefully, another call came from an unknown number. Song Baifeng turned off the communication with the Thirteenth Guards and connected the call to the car.

"Hello," there seemed to be a sigh of relief, but the voice was still a little trembling, and it came from the speaker in the car door, "Excuse me, is this the owner of J-888? Is it... General Song?"

Song Baifeng gave a "hmm" and looked at the message on his phone. There were a few photos attached to the message, and he swiped his finger lightly to enlarge the photo.

Zoom in some more.

Among a bunch of crushed and deformed cars, he saw the car surrounded by him with only one corner exposed, and the distorted license plate number that was cut off from the middle.

Song Baifeng suddenly felt a little hard to breathe.

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I've been a little busy recently, the update frequency has been changed to every two days, and the daily update will resume after a while