I pulled over to the side of the road, turned on the car's double flashing lights, and held the phone with trembling hands.

This tremor could not be stopped at all, and I was involuntarily afraid.

The number on it caught me off guard, and I wondered why 110 would call me.

I remembered that I had called 110 before, but the busy tone hung up. I slapped my face hard to keep myself calm.

I controlled my weak, trembling hand and pressed on.

"Hey. ”

The sound came to my ears very clearly.

"Hello. I replied immediately.

"Hello here, the 110 report center, I received a call from you in an hour. Now for a manual return visit to you, please ask what is the matter with you calling the 110 report number. The man's voice came from the other end of the phone, magnetic and intimidating.

I know that if I make a mistake at this moment, I will definitely not be able to fool the other side.

At this time, my hands were trembling and sore, and I didn't even have the strength to hold the phone.

In desperation, I put my phone in the co-pilot and put my face up. I put my head on the co-pilot's mobile phone, and the whole person lay on the two seats in the front row and said, "I'm sorry, I want to call 120... Press 110. ”

"So, sir, can you explain what it means to call 120? Do you need me to transfer or dial 120 for you? Your voice trembles a little, is something happening?"

"I'm on my way to the hospital right now, I've just been in... The unfamiliar section of the road crashed into a tree. I wanted to call 120 in a panic and hit 110. So I hung up the phone... Switched to 120 and I'm fine. I was able to go to the hospital, I'm almost there now. I stumbled, unable to control it.

I thought I had to make it clear, but it was too hard to do it.

"Yes sir, can you tell us about the crash location? Or explain where you are now, and I'll ask the nearby assistant police to help you. You may be injured and unfit to drive, don't worry, these are free and will not be charged. The magnetic voice came again.

I was at a loss: "The path in the home and the community, as for which one is embarrassing... I don't remember the name. I hit my head on the steering wheel and thought about things... It hurts a little, so I talk a little shaky. I'm already at the hospital, do I need to call you back when I'm done?"

"Then Sir wishes you a speedy recovery, and I apologize for not receiving your call in the morning. A magnetic voice said.

"It's okay, bother. I hung up the phone.

The phone was hung up, and I was almost collapsed in the cab, unable to move.

I recalled what I had just said, whether a word would arouse suspicion among the police.

I know I'm doing terrible, really bad. After resting for a moment to adjust your mood, you can hold the steering wheel again. I started driving in the direction of home, and along the way, the tire pressure alarm went off. Maybe there was a problem with the tires, but I couldn't stop.

I drove into the underground parking garage of the complex and found an empty space to park.

Glancing at the time on the phone, it was seven o'clock in the blink of an eye.

As soon as I came back, there were more pedestrians and cars along the way, but fortunately my car was not expensive and no one cared. Otherwise, it would be terrible to see a little blood stain that was not wiped clean.

I sat in the car, thinking about what to do with the body in the trunk.

I pulled out her phone from my pocket, and at this time five messages and an unfamiliar number appeared on the interface?

I didn't even notice it because it was just muted, but I understood that I couldn't turn it off.

If you can't unlock the phone when you turn off your fingerprint now, then there will really be no way at all.

I couldn't reply to the number I called, and I thought that maybe I had already drawn attention to it, and this matter had to be resolved as soon as possible.

When I'm still thinking about something.

Bang bang, bang bang on the glass of my cab.

I turned my head and saw a man knocking on my car door.

I panicked and rolled down the window.

"What's wrong with my brother? Is the car thrown away? I can help if the car is repaired, and I am also from this community. Dry car repair, going to work to see you. How about helping you change a tire and driving me to the garage? Give you a 20% discount, the spare tires of your model are under the base of the trunk, right?" the man said.

I felt a pimple in my heart and said, "The car is not broken, I'm fine." ”

"It's okay? I saw a big dent in your car from afar, and you didn't notice that your right tire went in? I'm still half an hour late for work, and you're asking me to change your tire now." Drive to my garage again, and I'll make sure you'll be the first to fix it. The man said.

"No, you can go. I said.

"Cut. The man walked away slowly.

I immediately got out of the car, locked the door and headed home.

I was thinking about changing my clothes first, thinking about what to do next.

I opened the door and my wife was getting dressed.

"Why did you come back?" said the wife.

"My colleague asked me for a shift change, and I have a day off. I said.

"Okay, you can drive me to the company later. Anyway, you're off today, and you haven't picked me up for a long time. My wife said with a smile.

"I'll give you the money, you can take a taxi. I said.

"What, you don't want to drive?" said my wife.

"Hmm. I nodded.

"Then you give me the key, and I'll open it myself. I haven't practiced driving for a long time, so I should be familiar with it. My wife said.

"You take a taxi, I'll use the car later." I said.

"What's wrong with you today?" said my wife.

"It's nothing, you go to work. I sat for a while and went out, and it was really fine. I said.

My wife came over and grabbed the corner of my clothes, looked me in the eye and said, "What's wrong with you?

"Bleeding gums, brushed my toothbrush this morning. I said, shaking off my wife's hand.

"What's wrong with you? I see you don't seem to love me anymore. My wife said.

"You think too much, you go to work. It's all right when you come back, don't worry. I said.

"Jock, you're really weird today. My wife said.

"It's really fine. I said.

"Really?" said my wife.

"It's almost eight o'clock, and you're almost late. I said.

My wife picked up her bag and went out.

I breathed a sigh of relief.

I was thinking about buying a huge snakeskin bag at a picnic last year.

I was supposed to be somewhere else in the house at this time, so I ran to the storage room and rummaged through it.

I searched for a long time, but I didn't find it.

The storage room is not big, but there are mountains of large and small things.

Suddenly the door opened.

The wife's shout came: "Jock, you bastard, did you crash the car?

I immediately came out of the storage room and closed the storage door.

My wife threw down her bag and immediately rushed up, grabbed the corner of my clothes and lifted it up. Touching my stomach and saying, "Did you hit it somewhere?" Does it hurt, why are you so careless?"

There was a hint of grumbling in his voice, followed by a great deal of worry.

I hurriedly grabbed my wife's hand and said, "I'm fine, I'm really fine." I don't want to tell you, I was too sleepy in the morning and accidentally hit the side of the road. The tooth hit the steering wheel, this is really bleeding gums. ”

My wife reached out and opened my mouth the next moment, and her head reached my mouth and said, "You open it and let me see, does it hurt?"

I slapped her hand a few times, pushed her away and said, "The bleeding has stopped a long time ago, don't worry." I'll fix the car in the afternoon, and you'll be guaranteed to be the same as new when you get off work. I just don't want you to know, don't worry. ”

"Why don't I take a leave of absence today? By the way, I will take you to the hospital to see, and I can't be sloppy if I hit it. It's okay to check your whole body, you can't be fine. My wife said anxiously.

"I test the ship, and I stumble a lot in the boat. I'm really fine, I know it in my heart. How about you go to work first, and when we come back, let's go out for dinner together in the evening?" I said.

"Are you really alright?" said my wife.

"Not really, you look at the time. If I don't go out, I'm really going to be late, so I'll sit at home for a while and drive out to fix the car. What do you think of picking you up from work in the evening?" I said.

"That's good. The wife slowly got up and picked up the bag she had thrown aside, went out and closed the door.

I took a look and made sure my wife was out of the house.

I opened the storage room again and rummaged through it, and in a moment pulled a large snakeskin bag out of the storage room.

(On the third day of the fever of 39.3 degrees, my head was a little foggy.) I try not to affect my writing and work, and I will let you know in advance if there is a problem with tomorrow's update. I'm sorry, but I am sorry for personal reasons that lead to typos and a decrease in the quality of the article. I was going to stop for three days, but I still felt that I couldn't disappoint the readers. )