Finally, the land police compromised and asked his colleague to guard the door of the emergency room while he took the two people to the scene.
The path had changed, and the police headlights illuminated the scene as bright as day. When Lin Jiaqiao and Qin Guan arrived, the traffic police were demonstrating to Lin Dapeng the direction of the car at that time:
"The perpetrator first hit the car from behind, turning it over. Then this bastard stopped here for a while and hit it again. If the person dies, the compensation will be a bottomless pit. This bastard, what does he think of human life?"
The light was too dim before, and Lin Jiaqiao could only see clearly now the criss-crossing black brake marks on the ground. He couldn't describe the feeling in his heart.
Lin Dapeng saw them and waved them over.
Seeing the bandage on Qin Guan's hand, he frowned and asked, "What's going on?"
Qin Guan whined and acted like a spoiled child in front of Lin Jiaqiao, but he was tough in front of his future father-in-law and said as if nothing had happened: "I got hurt while saving someone, it's okay."
Lin Dapeng didn't know his virtue yet, but since there were so many people around, he didn't say anything. He just patted him on the shoulder and praised him, "You are awesome."
Then he asked again: "Tell me what happened at that time."
The two men then recounted how they rescued people, how they robbed the car, and how they went to the hospital.
Lin Dapeng frowned. Officer Lu understood and said, "No wonder. The traffic police said there was a brake mark at the scene."
Lin Jiaqiao asked: "Isn't there any surveillance? The one who escaped was not captured on camera."
Officer Lu replied: "This is a small road in the village, and no one has turned on the surveillance camera. The surveillance camera at the store at the entrance of the village did capture the car, but it was too blurry to be used."
Lin Jiaqiao hated this bastard so much that she asked, "Can you show me? Can I see it?"
Officer Lu looked at Lin Dapeng, and when he saw him nod, he took Lin Jiaqiao to watch the video.
Qin Guan also followed.
Lin Jiaqiao pointed at the screen and said, "This is the road we came from."
Qin Guan checked the time and said, "At this time, we are guarding the intersection, and I didn't see any cars passing by."
Lin Dapeng asked: "Are you sure?"
Lin Jiaqiao also said: "We stopped at the fork in the road. If there was a car coming out, we would definitely see it. Isn't there only one road here? Where did the car go? Did it disappear out of thin air?"
Lin Dapeng said to Officer Lu: "Send someone to check the nearby dirt roads immediately."
At the original time, Cui Baixing was not hit a second time, his car was directly knocked away. It was Cui Zijing who climbed out by herself and was found by nearby villagers, who called the police.
Something flashed through Lin Jiaqiao's mind, but it was too fast for her to catch it.
Lin Jiaqiao whispered to Qin Guan: "In my dream, there was no us, and Master was not rescued."
"In my dream, Cui Zijing crawled out by herself and asked for help from nearby villagers."
Qin Guan thought for a moment and said:
"Your dream was that Cui Zijing herself asked the villagers for help, and reporter Cui died."
"But the reality is that Cui Zijing has informed you that reporter Cui's life or death is unknown."
“We are the variables,” he said.
He was stunned for a moment, not knowing what he was thinking about, and then said, "It seems that Uncle Zhou is redundant."
"On the surface, he helped us save Cui Zijing. But the truth is, Cui Zijing would be fine regardless of him or not."
"It may sound a bit heartless to say this, but even if Uncle Zhou didn't show up, the result wouldn't change. Cui Zijing wouldn't be hurt, and reporter Cui wouldn't..."
"So, it actually makes no difference whether Uncle Zhou wants to come out or not."
Seeing Lin Jiaqiao's serious expression, Qin Guan comforted her: "However, this is just a theoretical speculation. Who knows what the reality is like? Cui Zijing might break her ribs if she hangs for a while longer, and then the ribs will pierce her lungs, causing heavy bleeding or something like that."
Lin Jiaqiao had a bad feeling in her heart. Just as she was about to call Cui Zijing, she heard a dog barking rapidly.
He is the smartest police dog in the bureau, Little Master.
The young master's full name is Lu Xiaoyi, and he is a Springer Spaniel. He is the darling of Director Lu, and the director personally gave him the name Lu Xiaoyi, and his seniority is higher than Officer Lu.
Before Lin Jiaqiao went over, he heard Officer Lu shout, "Master, my brother found a cell phone."
Lin Jiaqiao recognized it; it belonged to Cui Boxing.
The mobile phone was found in a farmland by the roadside. It must have been thrown out during the car accident, but it was not broken and can still be used normally.
When Lin Dapeng checked the photo album, he found a photo that was taken when the car accident happened. It was probably because he accidentally touched the photo button during the collision.
The photo shows a man's chin with a beard, looking very sloppy.
Lin Dapeng showed the photo to Lin Jiaqiao and Qin: "Do you know him?"
Before the two men could answer, a policeman called Lin Dapeng and said that the tire marks of the car involved in the accident were found on a small road.
The police also said that another set of tire tracks were found on the road, which looked like a Jinbei or similar car.
Qin Guan's breathing stagnated, and he said to Lin Jiaqiao, "Call Cui Zijing."
"The person who hit them was Uncle Zhou!"
He wasn't just passing by by chance, he was returning to the crime scene on purpose.
He didn't know that Cui Zijing couldn't see, so he shaved his beard to disguise himself.
The scar on his chin was left from that time.
Lin Jiaqiao's hands were shaking uncontrollably, and it took him several tries before he dialed Cui Zijing's number.
But no one answered.
Lin Jiaqiao tried hard to calm himself.
She called Cui Zijing's coach again, and the coach said that Cui Zijing had not returned at all.
Lin Jiaqiao was completely panicked and looked at Lin Dapeng helplessly: "Dad, what should I do?"
Lin Dapeng frowned, "You, describe the suspect's appearance, we-"
Lin Jiaqiao's phone call interrupted him.
The caller turned out to be Cui Zijing.
She said, "Zhizhi, I'm home."
Lin Jiaqiao burst into tears, "Aren't you going back to the base?"
Cui Zijing sounded a little sad: "At a time like this, I would rather stay at home."
Lin Jiaqiao didn't bother to comfort her and said directly: "Uncle Zhou is a bad guy. He hit you."
"Lock the doors and windows and wait for me to come over. Don't open the door no matter who knocks!"
Cui Zijing sounded surprised: "How could this happen!"
Cui Zijing actually gets along well with Uncle Zhou.
Back to an earlier time, the two slipped out the back door to the parking lot.
Cui Zijing asked: "When the host was there, I didn't hear you talking. Did she scare you?"
Uncle Zhou's voice was a little embarrassed. "I'm not afraid of you laughing at me. I've lived for most of my life and I've never seen such a scene."
"That amazing little girl is really amazing."
When talking about Lin Jiaqiao, Cui Zijing smiled a little, "He is really good. My dad said he is the best reporter he has ever seen."
Uncle Zhou nodded, "No wonder, she's so eloquent that even Anchor He doesn't dare to talk back."
Cui Zijing asked, "Do you know He Youwei?"
The driver asked, "Wei Guan News, haven't you watched it?"
At that time, "Wei Guan News" was not yet the marketing account model that it would be a few years later. Now this program is a bit like "铿锵三人行", and there is a certain threshold for watching.
Uncle Zhou always gives people a feeling of being uncultured, and it is hard to imagine that he would watch this kind of program.
Probably out of politeness, Cui Zijing did not continue the topic.
Uncle Zhou, on the other hand, realized that he had said something wrong and felt a little embarrassed.
He said, "I'm sorry, little girl, I didn't mean anything else, don't be sad."
He asked Cui Zijing curiously: "You, you really can't see? We were in the parking lot just now, and I drove the car next to you, and you knew it was me."
Thinking of the parking lot, Cui Zijing smiled and said, "Depend on your hearing. After I became blind, my hearing is much better than before."
Uncle Zhou nodded, and soon became curious again: "What evidence do you want to give the police? Did you hear that person's voice?"
"… That man didn't say anything." Cui Zijing lowered her voice, "But he came to the car and saw our situation."
"I shook his hand."
Uncle Li looked at his hand unconsciously and asked, "You, left a mark?"
Cui Zijing patted her pocket and said, "There's no mark, but I pulled something off him when he wasn't paying attention."
Uncle Zhou's expression changed and he stared at Cui Zijing's pocket.
Cui Zijing turned her head and met his gaze with lifeless eyes, "It's your turn."
Goosebumps immediately covered Uncle Zhou's body. He asked nervously, "W-what?"
Cui Zijing looked away and looked forward, "The light is green."
"I heard the car start up ahead."
Uncle Zhou finally came back to his senses.
He glanced at Cui Zijing's pocket and asked tentatively, "You, you must keep such an important thing safe."
Cui Zijing smiled again: "I will definitely keep it well."
She said: “When I was a kid, I didn’t really like my dad.”
"He was always away from home, traveling around the country. I couldn't even remember what he looked like, and the kids I played with always laughed at me for not having a father."
“My only memories of him are the handicrafts from all over the country.”
"When I grew up and could read newspapers, I read a lot of reports he wrote. I vaguely knew that Cui Boxing was an amazing person, but I couldn't associate him with the word 'father'."
“The first time I felt like he was my dad was after my mom died.”
"He was busy at the funeral, and he smiled and told me not to cry. I thought he was cold-blooded. But I woke up in the middle of the night and found him holding my mother's portrait, crying so hard that he almost died."
"After that day, he started to care about my studies and life and sent me text messages every day. To be honest, it was really annoying."
"Later, when I lost my sight, he stopped traveling around the country and came back to find a stable job. Although he always said that he didn't want to travel around anymore because he was old, I knew he came back for me."
"My father is the only relative I have left. So, no matter who it is, I will make him pay the price."
Cui Zijing asked: "Uncle, don't you need to call the child? Won't he be worried if you don't go home so late?"
Uncle Zhou was thinking about his own thoughts and answered casually: "He lives on campus and doesn't usually go home."