147, the three great dharas

The more I felt that tonight was surprisingly quiet, and for some reason, I always had a sense of foreboding. Shen Ruhai walked too calmly, and his car did not drive into the underground parking lot of Chu Xianglou.

Three kilometers around Chuxiang Building, there are bustling commercial streets, and there is no ground parking space at all.

The hospital gets off work at half past five, and if you take public transportation, you can't get to Chuxianglou from Jiahe Hospital during the evening rush hour.

What's more, I have never seen the Shen family take the subway or bus.

That can only prove one thing, Shen Ruhai was sent to Chu Xianglou today, and the person who sent him was waiting for him downstairs, and he didn't go far at all.

In other words, Shen Ruhai didn't want to stay long at all.

I glanced out the window vigilantly, and there were few cars in front of and behind, and there was no sign of being followed.

At this time, I only heard Chen Jieren say: "The point is the boss who resells license plates, he is a small leader in the Biao Che Party, a standard rich second generation, and he is not small, and he usually dares to do something that others dare not do. I heard that he has great powers, black and white, no matter what you look for him, as long as the money is in place, there is nothing that cannot be done. ”

"After Shen Ruhai heard about it, he didn't let me handle the matter of buying a license plate, and talked to the boss himself. ”

I quickly asked, "What's that boss's name, do you have his contact information?"

Chen Jieren shook his head and said, "No, that man has red hair, and they all call him Shuye." ”

When I heard these two words, I felt a burst of excitement in my heart.

The one who killed Ren Qiang was a red-haired kid, but I'm not sure if that red-haired man is this Shu Ye.

"How old is he?" I asked hurriedly.

Chen Jieren pondered for a moment and said: "Twenty-five or six, but their kind of people, dressed up in a flowing manner, with hair like a feather duster, it's really hard to say how old they are." ”

"Do you suspect that Shen Ruhai called this Shu Ye and killed Ren Qiang?" I said.

Chen Jieren sneered: "I'm not sure, last month, I just saw a blue Maserati parked in the parking lot of the hospital, if I'm not mistaken, it's the car of the Shu Ye, three years ago, I saw it under the bridge." ”

"Do you remember the license plate number?"

"Who remembers that trick," Chen Jieren blurted out, and felt that it was inappropriate, glanced at me, and quickly added: "If you want to know, Dr. Di, I will call and ask the security guard of the hospital to check the surveillance video, and it will come out as soon as I check it." Anyway, I can't get along in Jiahe, and now I still have some power in my hand, and I can help you do something. ”

I said, "Then thank you, Vice President Chen, if you find the license plate number, please tell me." ”

He probably didn't expect that I really wanted to check, and just wanted to say something, but he held it back.

I was secretly pleasantly surprised in my heart, if Shen Ruhai blindly sat and waited for me to overturn the case, he would not have a too gloomy future.

After all, the death of my parents was not directly at the hands of Shen Ruhai, even if I turned over the case and raised it to the level of a criminal case, with Shen Ruhai's crime, it would only be a fixed-term imprisonment.

And now, it's completely different, Ren Qiang's death was a murder, I only knew about it alone, but today I have detailed clues.

I originally wanted to use Chen Jieren's betrayal and Ren Qiang's death to stimulate Shen Ruhai to strike again, so as to confirm his speculation that he killed Ren Qiang.

But I was overly concerned, and until now, I haven't found any signs of anything out of the ordinary.

I let my guard down, and was sighing at my unfounded worries, when suddenly, out of the corner of my eye, I scanned a black Passat in front of me.

I frowned, a familiar figure sitting upright in the back seat, so clear.

Shen Ruhai, that's Shen Ruhai.

The nerves in my whole body tensed up all of a sudden, and I reminded Chen Jieren, who was sitting next to me, "Vice President Chen, if you want to live, grab the handrail and close your eyes." ”

Before I could finish speaking, a car in front of the Passat, while changing lanes, suddenly braked, slowing me down, almost causing me to rear-end me.

I grabbed the steering wheel, applied the brakes, and quickly moved towards the emergency lane.

At this moment, two black Cherokees behind me crashed into me at a speed of one hundred and twenty yards per hour.

In the same body of the two heavy Cherokees, there was also a bright silver Land Rover.

Just as the two Cherokees were about to crash into me, a silver shadow flashed in the diagonal direction, and I heard a bang, and all three cars flew up at the same time, and on this two-lane, not spacious highway, like three dharas that had lost their center of gravity, they rolled towards my car at a rapid pace.

I only felt as if there was a big mountain hanging above my head, and the hairs all over my body exploded at that moment, and the adrenaline rushed so fast that I instinctively stepped on the accelerator to the end, and the car smacked and rushed forward.

The two cars blocking the road in front of them also flew at full speed and ran forward.

At this time, I only heard a loud bang, and Chen Jieren and I suddenly felt like we were sitting on a rocker, our buttocks instantly left the seat, bounced up, and our head slammed into the roof of the car, and then fell back to the seat again.

It was as if I had been filled with a bowl of paste, and my brain was almost disconnected from my skull, and at the same time, a feeling of nausea hit me.

Chen Jieren on the co-pilot was wowed, yellow and white, all of them spit on his chest.

One of the cars smashed into the trunk of my black Volkswagen and rolled over to the side of the road.

Resisting the urge to vomit, I gripped the steering wheel and kicked the accelerator to the end. Quickly chased after the Passat in front.

A surge of anger burned in my chest, and I frowned, staring at the back of Shen Ruhai in the Passatri in front of me, praying that I would not let the tumbling car behind me hit me again.

The two Cherokees were on the same side as me, except that my car was lying on his stomach and they were rolling.

There was another bang, and one of them flew up and struck the car that was slowing down in front of me, and the car suddenly turned into a pile of broken metal and slid into the middle of the road at the same time as a Cherokee.

Seeing that the pile of broken copper and iron was close at hand, my heart almost hung in my throat, and I slammed the steering wheel with all my might, and my black mass, like a black fish, dodged the sharp rocks in the blink of an eye in the rushing stream, and drove towards the path.

Behind him, another Cherokee climbed over the fence at the fastest speed, and fell under the viaduct as if it were flying, with a bang, I don't know what it hit.