Lu Shaojia's little ancestor is a forensic doctor

Chapter 122 The Power of Running

"You don't need to come out in the car, and the traffic flow will probably not move for a while."

"If you really need to move your car, just call me and I'll find someone to help you. Don't drive by yourself. I'll be detained for drunk driving when the time comes."

While talking, Xiao Song had already arrived in front of her eyes, and the two of them didn't say anything, Meng Yao took the box and hurriedly ran towards the crime scene ahead, that speed was the fastest she had ever run in her life.

Looking at her back quickly going away, Lu Zhixing suddenly felt hot and sour in his eyes, and a scene from many years ago flashed in his mind.

That year, when he was young, he seemed to run so hard to the scene of a car accident.

The difference is that Meng Yao is for the responsibility on her shoulders, while she is for the inseparable family affection.

That petite figure made him feel inexplicably sad!
Almost in the next second, he did something that he never even dreamed would happen to him.

During the running, the wind blew, and there were noisy complaints in my ears, and the dazzling lights illuminated this section of the road as bright as day.

I don't know how long I ran, but when the scene of the car accident appeared in sight, Meng Yao felt that the box was taken away by Lu Zhixing who suddenly appeared beside her.

Seeing the person who appeared suddenly, Meng Yao was surprised for a moment, but the speed under her feet did not decrease at all.

"Boss Lu carried the suitcase for me. I'm really flattered by this kind of treatment."

Lu Zhixing looked at the crime scene that kept appearing in his sight, and said, "It's also the first time I've given things to a woman other than my aunt."

"If I didn't have to face this kind of scene, I would say that I am very honored!"

When the two were talking, they were already outside the cordon, and Meng Yao directly showed his ID to the guarding police officer and walked in.

The other party probably saw Lu Zhixing holding the box for her, thought he was Meng Yao's assistant or something, and let him in without asking for a certificate.

When I looked around, there were three or four private cars in a mess, or they rolled over, or the front of the car was smashed, or the rear of the car was dented and a door was missing, or it hit the guardrail on the side of the road and was damaged. The worst car is still in a ditch on the side of the road.

When the two of them crossed the second cordon, Zhang Dongxu happened to come looking for them.

When he saw Lu Zhixing carrying the suitcase for Meng Yao, he froze and nodded to him as a greeting, and then led the two of them towards the deceased while introducing the situation at the scene.

"The deceased, Chen Bin, lived in Andong District. After attending a class reunion in Guining District at night, on the way home, the car suddenly lost control and hit three passing vehicles in a row, then rolled over into a ditch. When the traffic police arrived, he was already dead. .”

three cars?
Meng Yao turned his head and looked at the vehicles on the scene again, "I don't think there are only three vehicles!"

Zhang Dongxu nodded, "This is the crux of the problem."

After that, he pointed to the front one, which looked normal from the rear, "When the main accident car lost control, the car didn't dodge in time, so it rear-ended the accident car, and then the accident car hit the front again. A private car flipped out of the guardrail behind."

After roughly understanding the whole incident, and hearing the cries of the family members of the deceased, Meng Yao probably understood the reason for her appearance.

"The family members of the deceased do not want to take responsibility, and want to demand compensation from the truck!"

Zhang Dongxu nodded, "Yes."

Lu Zhixing, who had been walking quietly beside him, stretched out his hand to support Meng Yao, and interjected, "Is there a driving recorder on the truck?"

(End of this chapter)