NOVEL NEXT Chapter 095
Can I ask, how to get to Spring Community?
Luxia City, Chunhua Road.
Zhang Wei went to college in Luxia City for one year. He often went out to play and was very familiar with Luxia City.
at this time.
Zhang Wei was walking on the way to the intersection:
“I remember there seemed to be a bus stop at that intersection. I seemed to have taken the bus there when I went out with Junfei and the others.”
He said to himself.
Zhang Wei picked up his phone and checked the news in Luxia City.
as expected.
He found out the news about the car accident on Chunhua Road.
News content report:
Recently, an accident occurred at the intersection of Chunhua Road in Luxia City, Fujian Province. A truck driver drove improperly and crashed into the bus stop at 8:13 pm, causing a traffic accident and killing a five-year-old. The 19-year-old middle-aged man died on the spot.
It is reported that according to police investigation.
The case excludes the possibility of homicide and is a traffic accident. As for the specific cause, the case is under further investigation.
Click on the link below to view photos from this news event.
Friendly reminder, the photos of the incident contain bloody elements. If the viewer is under 18 years old, please watch it with the supervision of a parent.
Zhang Wei clicked on the link.
Suddenly.
Photos from news events popped up.
It was a photo of a car accident in which a truck hit a bus stop. The truck knocked off most of the platform panel and left glass fragments all over the floor.
Look closely.
A large amount of blood spattered on the platform panel that was hit.
And where the truck collided with the platform, a pair of irregularly bent legs were exposed, and a lot of blood was bleeding on the ground.
obviously.
That was probably the middle-aged man who was killed. The truck hit him on the platform panel, and he was killed by the collision between the truck and the panel. Judging from the large amount of blood in the photo and the broken arms scattered nearby, he was already hit. Bloody and bloody.
Look at the photo.
Zhang Wei frowned and his eyes flashed with a stern look.
Although he was mentally prepared, he didn’t know why but he still got angry when he looked at the photo.
This was a fresh human life, just lost. And due to ghostly reasons, if no one discovered it, their family members would not know who the murderer was until their death, and would only think it was the truck driver.
As for the truck driver, he will live with the reputation of hitting and killing people for the rest of his life.
Jingle Bell.
The phone rings.
Zhang Wei’s thoughts were interrupted.
Caller ID – Li Junfei.
“Hey, Brother Wei, are you still drinking tea with the old man you mentioned? Brother Fatty and I will probably finish visiting the handicraft store later. Why don’t you go out for dinner in advance, haha.”
Li Junfei came on the phone . loud.
After getting rid of his previous anger, Zhang Wei responded:
“The old man and I have finished drinking tea.”
“Ah? So fast? I thought you would drink it for a long time. Is the tea not good? Is it okay for Brother Wei to drink tea?” Go down, it’s okay, Brother Wei, I suggest you drink milk tea with the old man, milk tea is much better than other teas.”
Listening to Li Junfei’s words.
Zhang Wei suddenly remembered his previous chat with Mr. Liu Shu and couldn’t help but laugh out loud:
“That’s not true. The old man’s tea is delicious, but your suggestion is good. I will treat the old man to milk tea when I have the chance.”
Li Junfei smiled and said:
” Then when Brother Fat and I finish shopping at the handicraft store, we will look for you, Brother Wei, where is that horror house? Brother Wei, please send me the address and I will take a taxi there.” ”
No need for an address, Junfei, please wait. Take a taxi to the bus stop at the intersection of Chunhua Road. We were on vacation before and went out to play script to kill the bus stop. Do you remember?”
Zhang Wei finished.
Li Junfei’s blunt voice came over the phone:
“Of course I remember, I was so impressed by the scripted killing. The plot of that scripted killing was so bad, but the girls who came to play were really nice. I wanted to play with them all.” Pull up the weeping willows.”
He said.
Li Junfei asked curiously:
“By the way, Brother Wei, what are you doing there? You won’t go behind Fat Brother and I’s backs to steal sex, and play script killing with girls.” ”
What are you thinking about? I just have something to do. I’ll be here later.” Just come here and find me.”
Zhang Wei hung up the phone and arrived at the bus stop.
can be seen.
The bus stop has been replaced with a new one. At first glance, it seems that no tragedy has ever happened here.
But look at the ground at the bus stop.
Even after it was washed with water, there were still traces of blood, so you can imagine how tragic it was at that time.
at this time.
It’s just after 1 o’clock, and it’s time to go to work.
Perhaps there was a car accident here and others thought it was unlucky. There were not many people waiting at the bus stop.
This is not Zhang Wei’s wild imagination.
I saw only a female office worker dressed in professional attire.
She stood at the bus stop, waiting for the bus, and said to her colleague:
“Xiaoli, do you know that the place you are standing now is very dangerous.”
“Ah? What do you mean.”
“Don’t you know? “There was a car accident here five or six days ago, and a person was killed where you were standing.”
The colleague was frightened by the female office worker’s words and leaned aside in fright.
Similar conversations.
It had only been ten minutes since Zhang Wei sat on the bus stop seat, and he had already listened to it several times.
Listening to these people talking, Zhang Wei looked around and observed the situation at the intersection.
A moment.
Zhang Wei looked in one direction, doubts flashing in his eyes.
…
Qian Chengping is an old farmer in the countryside of Fujian Province.
Like other old farmers, their skin is tanned due to working in the fields all year round, and their skin is not as well maintained as young people in big cities. It looks rough. Although they are only middle-aged, they look very old
. The older generation has always been thrifty and would never replace the clothes they bought unless they were worn out.
For this reason, he was dressed in old clothes, and if he hadn’t been holding a big hen in one hand and a bunch of vegetables on his back, people would have thought he was an old beggar.
at this time.
It’s a hot summer day, at 1 o’clock, when the sun is shining brightly.
Qian Chengping was sweating profusely as he walked on the road due to his old age and carrying heavy objects. From time to time, he would raise his head to wipe the sweat off his forehead with his sleeves.
despite this.
But he didn’t complain that he was tired. He walked along and walked towards other passers-by from time to time.
“Hello, can I ask how to get to Spring Community?”
Qian Chengping asked a young passerby for directions.
However, I asked several questions one after another.
Maybe it’s because his old clothes don’t look clean enough, or maybe it’s because he’s carrying a hen and looks like a country boy.
No one wanted to answer his questions at all.
Li ignored Qian Chengping.
Qian Chengping was a little embarrassed for a moment, but he still had the patience to ask.
no way.
He came to Luxia City not to hang out.
I was on the phone with my son a few days ago. I heard that my son was not going well at work recently and that his daughter-in-law was sick, so I came all the way to see my son to see if I could help him and make some chicken soup for my son and daughter-in-law.
I asked several more questions in succession.
Seeing that no one was paying attention to him, Qian Chengping was about to shut up when he asked.
He came to the platform.
Thinking that there were so many people here, he would be able to ask for directions, so he asked a young man sitting on a seat on the platform again:
“Hello, can I ask how to get to Spring Community.”
This time.
Finally got a response.
When Qian Chengping asked, Zhang Wei raised a smile and said,
“Uncle, are you going to Spring Community?”
…