The lights are gone, the street lights are gone, the van is gone, the cold ground is gone, and a strong light shines from behind Nangong Ming, illuminating the face of the old man who Nangong Ming has been unable to see clearly, but the old man's face is blank, and Nangong Ming doesn't see anything. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

Thrilling, painful, cold...... Gathering from all directions, Nangong Ming was nauseated, he opened his mouth to the maximum in a hoarse voice, but he couldn't make any sound, his body was sinking, flipping, Nangong Ming felt like he had fallen into a viscous liquid.

"Whew!" Nangong Ming's eyes lit up, and he felt that a big hand pulled him out of the water, and his body was no longer unconscious, but painful and about to fall apart. He slowly opened his eyes, and he found himself lying head down in a dark place, there was a lot of noise outside, it seemed that many people were approaching, and the air was filled with the thick smell of gasoline.

Because the door of the van was so badly deformed that the front of the van was half-sunk in the mud, the firefighters had to use a machine to cut the door completely off, and the ambulance waited for it.

The cement mixer truck was hit from the side, and if there was someone in the passenger seat, it would directly accept the force generated by the impact, and the doctor felt that even the driver in the driver's seat had little chance of surviving such an accident.

Niu Fasha was standing in the middle of the intersection, with not a single car around, and his colleagues were collecting debris from the ground for evidence.

He paced, observing the brake marks on the ground. Generally speaking, at the scene of a traffic accident, there are black marks left by the friction of the tires on the ground when braking.

From the analysis of the brake marks on the ground, the van obviously arrived at the intersection and suddenly found that there was a cement mixer truck driving next to it, although the brakes were pressed, but it was too late, so the brake marks of the van on the ground were very short.

But the question is, what's going on with cement mixer truck? It wasn't possible for traffic lights to be green on both sides, right?

At this time, Niu Fasha discovered a very strange phenomenon.

He measured the brake marks of the cement mixer truck with his own feet, and walked more than 40 steps from the collision site to the start of the cement mixer truck's braking, and his step length was about one meter, which means that the cement mixer truck braked and slid more than 40 meters! And the speed after the crash is still very fast, enough to push such a big van more than ten meters into the field, the driver thinks it is a sports car!

Niu Fasha immediately went to find the driver.

Generally speaking, heavy machinery such as cement mixer trucks are strictly controlled, and the speed is very small, requiring it to stop within ten meters, and the car itself cannot reach that speed. It's dry, it's not raining, and the ground isn't enough to slip the tires...... Officer Niu can't figure it out, it's so weird!

The driver, who was about thirty years old, looked dark and thin, with dirty hair, was sitting on the side of the road, and had no owner, apparently having had such a big accident, he was already stunned, and was being recorded by the police.

Niu Fasha saw it in his eyes, took out a cigarette from his pocket and handed it to the driver, the driver looked at him blankly, took the cigarette, Niu Fasha reached out and lit it for him with a lighter. The two took a few puffs silently, and Niu Fasha saw that the driver was almost relaxed, so he said, "You drive this car weirdly, huh?" ”

The driver's face suddenly became pale, his lips suddenly began to tremble, and his words were incoherent.

The driver, Wang Daquan, the driver of the cement mixer truck, drove the car from the other side of the city to the construction site according to the plan, and it seemed that the amount of work would be increased from tomorrow. He came all the way and soon arrived outside the construction site, because the construction site gate was closed, he needed to contact the contractor first. But just when he was about to contact the contractor, he found that something was wrong with the car.

Wang Daquan was not driving fast cement mixer truck, he had slowed down to prepare to brake outside the construction site, but he didn't know what was wrong, no matter how hard he stepped on the brakes, the cement mixer truck not only did not stop but began to accelerate. At first, he thought it was a broken brake, but he felt that the tires were rubbing on the ground, which meant that the tires of the whole car had actually stopped rotating, but the car was still moving forward at a rapid pace, and before he could react, the two cars collided.

Niu Fasha frowned when he heard this. According to the driver, the surprisingly long tire prints on the ground are indeed clear, but why are the tires locked and the car still moving? Even if the wheels are locked and drifting, there is no case of drifting forty or fifty meters! Niu Fasha thought of something, and walked to the dumped cement mixer truck, to his surprise, the tires were equipped with anti-lock braking devices.

Niu Fasha looked back at the two unfinished tall buildings, in between which were filled with haze and endless darkness, and the road was empty, if it weren't for the two broken carts in the fields, nothing seemed to have happened here.

[The driver's brain looks like there is a problem, and he can only figure it out by going back to the bureau and calling up the surveillance video first......] Niu Fasha sighed.

"Ambulance!" The firefighters who cut the door suddenly shouted loudly, and they unloaded the door. The doctor, who was already anxious, immediately rushed forward when he heard the call.

"How so?" One nurse gasped, tears welling up in her eyes. Her voice, like a stone falling into a pond, resonated with her.

I saw that in the driver's seat, the boy tightly protected the people under him, used his body as a shield to block most of the impact, and his entire back was exposed to the cement mixer truck, and the back was full of crystal clear glass shards.

"Be careful, be careful, protect your cervical spine!" Two firefighters were carefully picking up the boy inside from the car door at the direction of the nurse.

"It's not easy." The firefighter said to Niu Fasha, who was standing beside him. The firefighter, whose face was stained with oil, was in charge of cutting the car door just now.

"It's not easy." Niu Fasha nodded in response, he saw that the boy was being put on a stretcher, and judging by the looks of the doctors and nurses, they were obviously surprised that the boy was able to survive the disaster, and drops of blood were flowing down the boy's hands.

"I mean the kid." The firefighter couldn't contain his excitement and said, "That kid used his body to protect his mother in the driver's seat!" It's not easy to have such a filial child at this age, it's too difficult, you have to know my child...... Forget it, don't mention it. ”

Niu Fasha watched as the child was pushed into the ambulance, [still alive...... How can it be? How big is his life? 】

Niu Fasha has worked in the police station for more than ten years, and he has seen many large and small car accidents, and all kinds of bloody corpses have also seen numbness, but those car accidents are not worth mentioning compared to tonight's, this car accident is really strange. His eyes were drawn to the dozens of meters long brake marks.

At this time, the boy's "mother" was also rescued from the ambulance, and it seems that her injuries were far less serious than those of her "son".

The ambulance flashed its warning lights and sped away, leaving the messy scene and the confusing facts of the case for the firefighters and the police to clean up.

Niu Fasha would never have thought of it anyway, although he watched the surveillance video over and over again afterwards, and asked the driver and Nangong Meiyan about the incident over and over again, and he also visited the ward after Nangong Ming woke up, but he still didn't have a clue, because Nangong Ming would not tell him that there had been a baby giant and a mysterious old man at the scene of the car accident. However, if Nangong Ming really said so, Niu Fasha would probably ......

"Poor boy, his brain is broken."