"What did you say?"

Fu Chi's palms suddenly retracted, and he unconsciously clenched his fists.

Berwyn glanced at the person on the bed, and then said, "There is a person over there, saying that the video of the day of your father's accident has been restored, and now he has just gotten off the plane, do you want to meet him?" ”

Fu Chi subconsciously looked back at Jiang Ruan.

Her condition is now stable, and there is no danger anymore.

After being silent for a while, he rubbed his eyebrows and nodded.

"Let Qianyu stay, and the two of us will go."

Berwyn raised an eyebrow, not having any opinion: "Ok, I made an appointment with a café that is not very far from here, and it won't be too long." ”

"Well, let's go."

Fu Chi grabbed his coat, then walked quickly to the side of the bed, bent down and kissed the top of her hair.

"I'll be right back, wait for me."

After saying that, he turned and left.

As everyone knows, the moment he turned around, a small object quietly fell on the side of the bed, silently.

……

Outside, the sky has darkened, the lights are on, and the whole city is shrouded in a layer of neon lights, bright and prosperous.

They drove all the way to the door of one of the cafes.

The car stopped.

The man got out of the car with his long legs.

He walked inside with a pale face, there were still a lot of customers in the coffee shop at this time, and the moment he came in, countless eyes fell on him, straight and hot.

Some people even thought they had seen some big star, so they quickly took out their mobile phones and took several photos of the man's back, each of which looked like a finely carved magazine.

Berwyn in the back locked the car and followed.

I went up the stairs to the second floor, and at a glance I saw a man with a western face, about 40 years old, with a very thick beard.

The other party was wearing a black leather jacket and was idly looking at the computer in front of him.

Fu Chi glanced in his direction and walked towards him with his legs raised.

"Is it Mr. Koya?"

When he came to the man, he was the first to speak.

Koya glanced up at him, then stood up, a little excited look flashed on his face: "You are Mr. Fu's son, right?" ”

Fu Chi hummed lightly, showing unprecedented patience: "I heard that you repaired the surveillance video of my father's accident back then, right?" ”

Koya nodded, and then pointed to the computer in front of him: "This video is really not easy to repair, it took a long time for our team to piece together a rough timeline at that time, there should still be broken parts, but most of them have been repaired." ”

Fu Chi didn't speak, sat directly on the sofa, and then looked at his computer.

Because it has been more than ten years now, the picture quality is not particularly clear, and the computer screen is a surveillance video on the street.

When he saw that familiar face, Fu Chi's originally calm and waveless eyes showed a bit of strange ripples.

The fingers rubbed unconsciously, because they were too hard, and the nails turned white.

in the picture.

A black SUV appeared in the frame, and he knew the car, which was his father's car.

The car slammed into the street at a rapid pace, rushing forward in an orderly manner, and all the vehicles on both sides of the street were knocked away, and there seemed to be something going on in the car, and the car was completely out of control.