July 5, 7:15 a.m

Wei Donghe's eyes were focused on the road ahead.

It's 7:15 a.m., less than a quarter of an hour before he escapes from prison. The smell of freedom is the cool and refreshing air and galloping gallop on a summer morning, but unfortunately Wei Donghe can't feel it at all.

Because of the nervousness, thin beads of sweat even oozed from his forehead.

In his prediction, the best situation is that at nine o'clock in the morning, when the actors enter the stage, Lao Chop finds that the play "New Life" actually has nothing to do with medieval Europe, and he will definitely report Wei Donghe when he realizes that he has been deceived; A little worse is to discipline the shift change at eight o'clock, and Yin Long, who is on the day shift today, is an old policeman who is as careful as a hair, and he will definitely find something abnormal; The worst situation is 7:20, if the old chop doesn't want to cover him, the discipline in charge of the cell will find out the abnormality; The worst case is that the person who was knocked unconscious by him has been discovered......

In each case, he made appropriate psychological expectations and a brief plan.

But that's just an assumption, when he actually sits in the car and runs all the way at full speed, what he feels is the passage of time faster than the speed of the car.

Whether it is nine o'clock or now, as long as the prison authorities find that he is gone, the whole city will be on high alert in an instant, the detention center, the police station, the SWAT team and even the armed police, as well as the pervasive city surveillance, they will form an impenetrable spider web, and his only safe route of action is to stay in a certain grid, curled up and motionless, like a reckless and ignorant flying insect, trembling and waiting for the vicious spider to slowly approach with heavy footsteps......

Wei Donghe exhaled a breath of turbidity.

He had to calm himself down. Any slightest impulse can be undone.

It's an old-fashioned truck, hauling tons of garbage, and even if he pushes the gas pedal all the way, it won't go much faster...... However, this was expected by him, as long as he could reach Textile City before the police found him, and it didn't matter if it was later.

Take a deep breath, take a deep breath.

He slowly calmed down.

On either side of the road was a wasteland, overgrown with green weeds and messy flowers, and in the distance the huge chimneys of old factories and the faint sound of a steam whistle indicated that he was approaching the city. He knew very well that what he needed most now was to change out of this ugly gray uniform, stop the car, quietly blend into the nearby residential area, and jump on the bus to the city while eating the freshly cooked oil cakes, like an ordinary office worker. After a few stops, get off the bus and change trains, and then cycle the process, and soon the police will lose track of him – albeit only temporarily.

On the back of the co-pilot's seat hung a yellow leather bag full of oil stains, Wei Donghe opened it with one hand and flipped through it, and there was a T-shirt and jeans inside, gray and shiny, so dirty that he couldn't see the original color.

Even if it is new, Wei Donghe can't wear it, this driver is a head shorter than Wei Donghe.

The driver, who was tucked under his feet, suddenly moved his arm.

Wei Donghe's heart tightened, his left hand held the steering wheel, and his right hand poured out the leather bag, this time he found some change, about dozens of yuan, he didn't care about counting, and quickly stuffed it into his pants pocket.

He looked up and wanted to pull over to the side of the road, but who knew that he suddenly saw a police car behind him in the rearview mirror.

And the traffic police patrol car was still turning on the lights, signaling him to stop.

The blood rushed to his head at once, and his back was cold.

When did the car follow him?

Was it a violation or was the prison break discovered?

Instinct made him resolutely abandon the car and run away, he must not meet the police, he can't hide from the police like this, let alone a person hiding under his feet. His hand touched the door, but he came to his senses immediately.

No, no, it's all around the wasteland, it's flat, he definitely can't outrun the car, and besides, there are a few people in the police car, are there any guns? None of this was known, and he couldn't act rashly.

The driver at his feet let out a hmm-hmm, and he was about to wake up.

There was no time to hesitate, Wei Donghe turned the steering wheel and parked the car on the side of the road.

The police car behind also stopped, and while the traffic police got out of the car, Wei Donghe quickly jumped to the co-pilot, bent over and hooked his hand, and pulled the humming driver up.

The driver was not fully conscious, his body was limp, and his eyes were squinted. Wei Donghe helped him into the driver's seat and asked him to sit down and tilt his head towards the window. His hand touched the driver's trouser pocket, hard, and when he took it out, he saw that it was a mobile phone, and Wei Donghe also received it in his pocket.

From the rearview mirror, I saw a young and tall traffic policeman getting out of the car and checking something around the rear of the garbage truck. Wei Donghe relaxed a little, it didn't seem that he was looking for him.

When the traffic police walked to the driver's side, Wei Dong and his hand touched the co-pilot's door, opened the door, and jumped down quickly from the other side.

"Bang bang!"

He heard the sound of the traffic police banging on the car door, "The license plate is dirty, you know no!" Open windows, driver's license. ”

Wei Donghe covered the car door and squatted under the car.

The driver was still confused, his head tilted, muttering that he didn't know what he was talking about, and when he saw this, the traffic police were taken aback: "What's going on?" Did you drink? You wait! Don't move! ”

The traffic policeman hurried back to the police car and soon returned, this time with an extra breathalyzer in his hand.

Wei Donghe is in a big mood, it seems that the traffic police are one person.

He tiptoed to the back of the car.

"Drink early in the morning! You can dare! The traffic police urged, "Open the car door!" ”

The driver opened his eyes in a daze, saw the scene in front of him, and his little eyes blinked for a long time, and he still didn't understand what was going on for a while.

"Did you drink? How much did you drink? The traffic police were even more angry, "Hurry up and open the door!" ”

The driver opened the door in a daze.

"Blow!" The traffic police handed over the alcohol tester, but the driver didn't answer it at all, his neck crooked, and he suddenly fell to the traffic police.

The traffic police hurriedly held him up.

"What? What's going on...... Hey, you're ......."

Wei Donghe is very aware of this situation.

He hit the driver's carotid artery, which is the most likely part of the body to faint, and a brief lack of oxygen to the brain can make people continue to be dizzy after waking up, and the loss of direction takes a while to recover.

Just when they were in a hurry, Wei Donghe walked around the back of the car and quickly walked to the police car.

The traffic policeman was so anxious that not only did he not pull out the key, but he didn't even close the car door.

Wei Donghe got into the car smoothly, he didn't hesitate at all, and stepped on the accelerator to start the car.

The traffic police subconsciously turned around and was even more surprised when he saw the police car suddenly start, but he was still holding the garbage truck driver in his arms, and he couldn't react at all, watching the police car speed past in front of him.

"Oops!"

Seeing the police car driving farther and farther, the traffic police finally reacted: "Get up, get up!" ”

He angrily pushed the driver to the co-pilot's position: "You go in, go in!" ”

The traffic policeman hurriedly climbed into the car, his hand touched the steering wheel, and his eyes flashed, "Where are the keys?!" ”

The traffic police roared and looked at the driver.

The driver touched his neck and slowly regained consciousness.

Of course, he was still in the clouds about the theft of the police car just now, but he thought about something much older and more important.

"That man! The one who knocked me unconscious! He's a fugitive! Fugitive! He screamed uncontrollably, "A prisoner has escaped!" ”

When the traffic police were entangled with the driver, Wei Donghe had already turned around at the intersection in front of him in a police car.

This episode was just the most ordinary scene in the fugitive life he had begun, and what awaited him must have been a more difficult, tense, and dangerous path, and he could only go on without looking back.

He drove at maximum speed, and it was like a blistering wind.

Now is the real race against time.

After a few minutes, he finally saw the dense buildings and the gradually increasing crowd.

According to the road signs, the Textile City is just ahead.

At this moment, the radio of the police car came with a voice.

"Urgent briefing, urgent briefing! At around 7 a.m. on July 5, a suspect in the city detention center injured the driver of a garbage truck and fled in a car. The car was found by the traffic police on the Changfu Line Highway in Tongjia Village, and then the offender snatched the police car with the license plate SA5671 and fled by car. Suspect Wei Donghe, 33 years old, 1.81 meters tall, was wearing gray short sleeves, gray trousers, black sneakers, bald head, burly figure at the time of the crime, the criminal is a suspect in the 3.13 homicide case this year, and has won the championship in the provincial free fighting competition...... All relevant units and personnel are requested to assist in the arrest of ...... in a timely manner"

Wei Donghe listened expressionlessly, as if he had nothing to do with him. His eyes were still fixed on the road ahead.

Another intersection is Hongqi Road, where the Municipal Vehicle Management Office is located, and next to the DMV is the city's largest second-hand car trading market, where no car will attract the attention of others, including police cars.

As Wei Donghe thought, the entrance of the DMV was still overcrowded, and cars were parked on the side of the road. He drove straight all the way until the second-hand car market found an empty parking space at the door.

After parking, Wei Donghe took out all the things in the car and rummaged through them.

Batons, notepads, keys, chewing gum, tissues...... Wei Donghe quickly sorted, and after finding a set of traffic police uniforms in the back seat, he immediately took off his clothes.

Fortunately, the traffic policeman is not short, and his clothes are not too awkward to wear.

After getting dressed, he counted the money he had found in the car with the money he had stolen from the garbage truck driver, and counted it to be one hundred and fifteen yuan in all, all of which were change.

Wei Donghe folded the money and stuffed it in his pants pocket. Then he took out a pair of handcuffs hidden in the middle of the miscellaneous items from the storage compartment and hung them on the belt, then opened the door and got out of the car.

The sun had risen, and the dazzling light was shining on Wei Donghe, who looked confident and steady, like a real policeman.

He looked around and quickly fixed his gaze on a tall man in his thirties.

The man was standing alone on the phone in the corner of the wall, foaming at the mouth, wearing a gray and white plaid short-sleeved shirt with a gray crewneck T-shirt underneath.

"What do you want me to say before you believe it! Auntie, I really don't have ......" The man on the phone turned around suddenly and saw Wei Donghe standing behind him.

"Hello officer. Running errands? "Drivers all over the world don't want to offend the traffic police, so the man immediately showed a flattering smile.

Wei Donghe bowed slightly, his eyes glancing at the man's mobile phone. The man immediately understood and simply hung up the phone.

"Look, is there anything I can do to help?"

"Take your clothes off."

"Huh?" The man thought he had misheard, and looked dazed.

"Take your clothes off." Wei Donghe repeated.

For flying insects, the only way to escape in the spider's web is to constantly throw fake bait, and only by making the spider jump up and down and tired of running can it have a chance to find life.