"Our contact with him was all ordinary daily life, and we didn't get anything substantive from him. What do you do next? ”

"Actually, I don't know. I just thought that staring at him might give me some of the truth I wanted to know. ”

Zhang Yichao's expression was calm. Maybe he thought the girl was messing around.

"What did he do?" He asked.

Che Songhe pondered for a while, thinking that since he had a request for help, he would have to need the help of others in the later stage, and he had a close relationship with Mu Mo.

"He was drunk and hit my sister, she was about to lock the front room and go home, the driver drank too much, the car rushed straight at her, but at the last moment the driver hit the steering wheel, the car crashed into the concrete wall and the roller shutter door on the side, but the car still ran into her. Afterwards, I went to the area around my sister's shop, and someone said that the car had also stopped nearby the night before. I'm not quite convinced, it was a fortuitous accident. ”

"That person does look a little reckless, if you want to take a look, you have to be safe."

"Good. I'm just looking at what I look like. She said.

Both of them met for the first time, so their meeting was short and smooth, and there was nothing else to say, they casually chatted a few trivial things about Mu Mo, and seeing that the other party had no interest in knowing more about her, Che Songhe expressed his gratitude and said goodbye.

Zhang Yichao did not show any slackness because the visitor was a girl who was not deeply involved in the world, and completed the process of receiving and sending off guests very scenely.

He was going to find someone to take her downstairs, but when she heard this suggestion, she thought of the men next door who were as strong as fitness instructors, and they didn't look like they would give any special treatment to a lady, so she hurriedly shook her head with her eyes wide and wide, and finally the kinder middle-aged man completed the task of escorting her to the road.

After the middle-aged man saw the taxi of Che Song River go away, he walked into the mahjong parlor and greeted several people present cordially before returning upstairs again.

Zhang Yichao rested his legs on the table, holding a cigarette between his fingers, and did not smoke, only staring fixedly at the wisps of smoke produced by the combustion, and glancing at the monitoring screen on the sideboard from time to time. "What's going on with that labor prisoner?" He asked.

The middle-aged man lowered his head when he heard this, and thought for a while, "The one in Suxiang, I don't think there's anything abnormal." Playing odd jobs, drinking and playing cards. After finishing speaking, seeing that Zhang Yichao was silent, he added another sentence, "He still owes money to the person we found to approach him." ”

Zhang Yi snorted. In addition, he instructed, "It's okay to keep an eye on him, don't let him run away." ”

The safety officer of the glass factory saw a mini car make a sharp turn along the main road at the main entrance of the factory, and hit the fence straight up, making a lot of noise.

The car's left headlight was clinging to the wall, and the front of the car was not very badly worn.

He took two quick steps to go up to see what was going on, and when he saw that the person in the driver's seat was lying motionless on the steering wheel, he ran up, and the two security officers in the security room heard the noise and followed.

In the alley next to the vehicle accident, a man with an unattractive appearance squatted on the back door threshold of a house panting, in his forties, like a dry old man, with thin hair, eye bags and dark circles caused by staying up late for a long time or lack of sleep are very obvious.

His mouth was covered in blood, and his body could only curl up in a ball to share some of the pain in his internal organs.

Before the car hit the fence, he was being picked up by a few members of the public with telescopic sticks. If it weren't for the crowd surrounding him one after another to check on the vehicle that had been hit, the person who beat him would have left first for fear of attracting attention, and maybe half of his life would have been lost.

The safety officer of the glass factory went around the right side of the car to the rear and then to the cab, and at the same time checked the condition of the car carefully, and confirmed that the situation was not too bad, so that the degree of injury to the driver was not too serious.

The windows were closed, and special materials were pasted on the glass to make it difficult to see inside, so he banged on the window and shouted twice.

Che Songhe could already see the longing figure at this moment, but it still seemed to be stuck in a bright mist.

The shouts outside the window came to her ears, and she fumbled with a palpitation as she just opened the crack in the car door, and the other party immediately poked her body and head in. "How are you?" The kind security officer asked.

She frowned and shook her head, saying that it was nothing, she could move her hands and feet, but she just wanted to vomit a little. "Don't call the police?" "No, I'll take a break and find a friend to drive away." She said with an effort to smile.

Two weeks later, while delivering water to the office of the vice president of Sophia's beauty salon, which was graceful and graceful and had facial features like a pair of exquisite clay sculptures, He Lijin again encountered the miniature car that had been involved in the accident.

It was raining lightly, and he struggled to carry a full bucket of water, while the car was parked downstairs in the beauty salon, and he remembered the license plate number clearly.

After fighting the water upstairs, he crouched under the canopy in front of the parking space to hide from the rain. In the rain and fog, the location of the car that was damaged can be seen clearly, and it has only been repaired so-so, and it has not had time to be sent to the repair shop for drastic inspection and cleanup.

"Oh, you deliberately drove into the wall and rescued me that day, girl."

He said excitedly and apologetically to a girl in a tennis skirt, a baseball jacket, and high-top sneakers. The girl was standing about ten paces away from the car and was startled when she saw that the person who had been squatting to shelter from the rain suddenly stood up in high spirits.

"I remember that license plate," he held out his scrawny fingers, "and I was so thankful that day." I owe some debt, which I owe before, because they didn't find me for a while because of some special circumstances. They came to ask for money, and I couldn't get it, and they would beat me if they didn't get it. I've just found a job, and I haven't even been paid a month's salary yet. He said in a trembling voice.

"I'll pay for the repairs, or I'll pay for it, but I have to pay it first." He spoke in a much quieter volume than in the previous sentence.

Che Songhe looked at the other party in confusion, and looked around again, as if he was talking to her. "How do you know I deliberately crashed to relieve someone?"

"That, I can see that clearly, you poked your head out and kept looking in the alley, and I understood."

"Oh, but I can't remember who it is." She said with a slight dullness. "I didn't see the looks, I just saw people fighting, they were quite big and big with guys. I wanted to help, but I was afraid that I would be a little silly to go over, and I saw the guard booth of the glass factory, and a few shops on the side of the street with their doors open. ”