Chapter Seventy-Seven: Give it to the Luo Bureau

The young man who was squatting and staring at the female corpse - blushed and flushed, smiled awkwardly, put away the SLR, dodged, and quickly drowned in the crowd.

"Oops•••••• don't push me!"

The "professor" man grabbed his head and asked, "Hey, comrade, what is the situation of that car accident now? Is that driver still saved? I feel as if I am still angry, you should hurry up and save it! If you don't save it, there will be no time••••••

"Okay, I see, it's none of your business! you stand back,••••••" the big boss said expressionlessly.

"Okay•••••• okay•••••• the "professor" followed the crowd back, while nervously staring at the situation in the front of the car, and from time to time he took out a single-lens reflex to take a photo.

He was in a position where he could see the driver lying crooked in the seat, his lower body was stuck and unable to move, and there had been no movement so far, and he was probably dead.

Huang Tianhui saw that the idlers and others had been driven away to a safe distance, so he climbed into the front of the car to see if the driver's right hand was really hiding something as he thought.

He pulled out the injured driver's right hand and was about to break the man's fingers. Suddenly, the driver's eyes opened, and they were angry and round, which startled Huang Tianhui a lot, and he almost made a sound.

"Is this a special corpse, scared Lao Tzu to death••••••" Huang Tianhui was horrified in his heart.

"Don't move, don't talk•••••• The injured driver's face was serious, and he didn't know where the momentum came from, which made Huang Tianhui suddenly feel that this person was definitely not a big truck driver, why did he always feel as if he was working "behind enemy lines".

"Ah••••••" Huang Tianhui was startled and was about to quit.

"Don't move, listen to me••••••" At this time, it was obvious that the driver was seriously injured and had difficulty speaking.

"Oh! Okay!" Huang Tianhui didn't know why, he chose to believe the driver at the moment.

"This is confidential, you have to help me keep it, and help me hand it over to the Luo Bureau. The driver raised his right hand with great difficulty, and put a bloodstained button in his hand into Huang Tianhui's hand.

"My task is complete, help me •••••• thank you•••••• thank you •••••• him" The driver's eyes widened, his chest rose and fell violently, and when he was dying, he commanded with his last strength, and he was about to die.

"Who? Who is Luo Ju? Who is Luo Ju?" Huang Tianhui was anxious and hurriedly asked. But he didn't dare to catch or shake the driver, so he could only get close to chase and question.

"Send •••••• out ••••••" The driver didn't finish speaking, he tilted his head directly and swallowed his breath.

"Hey•••••• wake up, wake up, boy, be strong, 120 will be coming soon..."

Huang Tianhui gently pushed the driver, and suddenly found that his left waist, near the kidney, was stained red with blood.

When I pulled it open and looked closely, there was a knife wound about 3 centimeters wide, and the coat was pierced.

Blood flowed from the wound to the seat under his buttocks, all the way to the seat. Some have begun to clot into dark red blood clots.

It seems that he has shed a lot of blood, and this bleeding state has been going on for a long time.

Huang Tianhui's face froze, and he immediately felt that this matter was very serious, not as imagined, just a simple car accident.

His instincts told him that it must have been a conspiracy.

He clenched the black button-like thing in his hand, jumped out of the front of the car, and said loudly to the crowd: "Dead, dead! This driver is not saved! ”

After speaking, he reached into his trouser pocket with his right hand, took out a pack of cigarettes, and lit one.

In fact, at the moment of taking the cigarette, he put the "black button" that he had exchanged for the driver's life into his trouser pocket, unknowingly and unknowingly.

Huang Tianhui's voice was so loud that the crowd around him could basically hear it. In an instant, there were bursts of regret all around.

"Hey, it's gone, it's a pity••••••"

"That driver is so young! I don't know which family it is, which man, if this family knows, then don't cry to death••••••

"Police--Inspector--Tong--Zhi, hurry up and turn over that garbage to see if the people in the car are still saved••••••"

"It's all stuffy like this, it's estimated that it's nine deaths••••••"

A group of people watching the excitement gathered around, constantly talking to each other, whispering, and enthusiastically communicating and discussing. Some people recorded a video of Huang Tianhui's shouting just now, took a close-up, and then posted it to the circle of friends with text.

"If you don't pay attention to driving, your relatives will cry twice!

Weibo, Moments, and forums were all spreading and hotly discussing for a while, and the hot spots of discussion were basically focused on who should bear the main responsibility for the accident.

What's more, some "bar spirits" who don't know what to do are directly scolded across the net if they don't get along in three sentences, which is not lively. But the vast majority of people feel that the "mud truck" should bear the main responsibility.

Afterwards, inadvertently, Huang Tianhui searched for the post at that time when he went online, although time has passed, he still has no taste in his heart. Ignorant people will never know the preciousness of the quiet years, and they will never be able to understand the sadness and hardships of those who silently carry the weight forward, this country, this society, it is because of these obscure, firm faith, selfless people will be peaceful and peaceful. When will everyone be able to be like them, selfless dedication and silent dedication, this society will really be full of love as described in the song.

Someone in the crowd snorted softly, took a picture of the scene, turned around and left. This person is the tall, thin man who looked like the "professor" who had just chatted with the big head.

After a while, 1--1--0 came, 120 came, and so did the firefighting. Finally, the city-government also came.

Huang Tianhui was busy reporting the situation to the police.

The police highly praised Huang Tianhui's selfless deeds of protecting the scene as soon as possible, and actively organizing the masses to participate in the rescue and minimizing the losses caused by the car accident, and praised him as a good citizen of Jiangnan City.

When the reporter from the TV station heard about such good people and good deeds, he was very interested and immediately stopped Huang Tianhui, who was interviewing and filming. Huang Tianhui was very busy, but he didn't have any complaints, because the interview with him was a young and beautiful female anchor.

The 120 people who rushed to the rescue were not enough, and the firefighters were busy with the demolition operation, and they were busy cleaning up the two foreigners buried under the garbage heap.