Short, Light, Free

Chapter 161: Volume 4

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I parked the car on the side of the road and turned on the car's double flashing lights, holding the phone with trembling hands.

"Is everything okay? I saw a big dent in your car from all the way. Your right tire is flat and you didn't notice? I'll be late for work in half an hour, and you asked me to help you change the tire now. If you drive to my car repair shop again, I promise to let you be the first to repair it. What do you think? It’s the most benevolent thing,” the man said.

"Hello." I replied immediately.

I didn't notice it because it was muted just now, but I knew I couldn't turn it off.

I took out her mobile phone from my pocket. At this time, five messages and an unknown number appeared on the interface

"Jock, you are really weird today." His wife said.

"Hello."

This kind of trembling cannot be stopped at all, and I am involuntarily afraid.

I patted her hand a few times, pushed her away and said, "The bleeding has stopped a long time ago. Don't worry. I'll repair the car this afternoon. I'll make sure it's like new when you get off work. I just don't want you to know. Don't worry." Worry."

I was completely at a loss: "I'm sorry about which of the paths in my home and community... I didn't remember the name. My head hit the steering wheel, and when I thought about it... it hurt a little, so I was trembling a little when I spoke. I was already in It's in front of the hospital, do you want me to call you back after I finish the treatment?"

The storage room is not big, but there are piles of things big and small.

I rolled down the window in panic.

"Tch." The man walked away slowly.

I immediately came out of the storage room and closed the storage room door.

I should still be somewhere at home at this time, so I ran to the storage room and rummaged around.

The number above caught me off guard, and I thought about why 110 would call me.

The sound reached my ears very clearly.

After searching for a long time, I couldn't find it.

Only then did I remember that I had called 110 before, but the busy signal hung up. Is this a callback? I slapped my face hard to keep myself calm.

"Okay." The wife slowly stood up, picked up the bag she had thrown aside before, went out and closed the door.

There was a hint of complaint in his voice, followed by overwhelming worry.

I breathed a sigh of relief.

I controlled my weak and trembling hands and pressed the button.

"Then sir, I wish you a speedy recovery. I apologize for not receiving your call as soon as possible in the morning." The magnetic voice said.

I took a look and confirmed that my wife had gone out.

I controlled my weak and trembling hands and pressed the button.

When I was still thinking about something.

I knew that if I made a mistake at this moment, I would definitely not be able to deceive the opponent.

"Hello."

Suddenly there was the sound of the door being opened.

"Hello."

My wife dropped her bag and rushed over immediately, grabbed the corner of my clothes and lifted them up. He touched my belly and said, "Did you hit something? Does it hurt? Why were you so careless?"

"I test ships, and I bump and bump in the ship a lot. I'm really fine, I know it in my heart. You go to work first, and when you come back, how about we go out for a meal together in the evening?" I said.

The sound reached my ears very clearly.

I know my performance was terrible, really terrible. After resting for a moment to adjust his emotions, he held the steering wheel again. I started driving towards home, and the tire pressure alarm went off along the way. Maybe there was something wrong with the tires, but I couldn't stop.

"Hello." I replied immediately.

Helplessly, I put my phone on the passenger seat and put my face up to it. I pointed my head at the co-pilot’s cell phone, lay down on the two seats in front and said, "Sorry, I wanted to dial 120... I pressed 110 instead."

Just after I came back, there were more pedestrians and cars along the way. Fortunately, my car was not expensive and no one cared about it. Otherwise, it would be bad if you see any blood stains that have not been wiped clean.

"What happened to you today?" said my wife.

The number above caught me off guard, and I thought about why 110 would call me.

"It's almost eight o'clock, you're almost late." I said.

"Hello." I replied immediately.

I immediately came out of the storage room and closed the storage room door.

"Okay." The wife slowly stood up, picked up the bag she had thrown aside before, went out and closed the door.

My wife came over and grabbed the hem of my clothes, looked into my eyes and said, "What's wrong with you? Is this blood?"

I took a look and confirmed that my wife had gone out.

As for the phone number I couldn't reply to, I thought it might have been brought to my attention and the matter had to be resolved as soon as possible.

"Hello, this is the 110 report center. We received a call from you within an hour. We are now conducting a manual return visit for you. Could you please tell me why you called 110 to report the crime?" A man's voice came from the other end of the phone, magnetic and like this. Shocking power.

"It's okay, don't worry about it." I said and hung up the phone.

I controlled my weak and trembling hands and pressed the button.

"Jock, you are really weird today." His wife said.

I knew that if I made a mistake at this moment, I would definitely not be able to deceive the opponent.

"Then sir, I wish you a speedy recovery. I apologize for not receiving your call as soon as possible in the morning." The magnetic voice said.

"It's okay, don't worry about it." I said and hung up the phone.

I should still be somewhere at home at this time, so I ran to the storage room and rummaged around.

"Yeah." I nodded.

I opened the door and my wife was dressing up.

At this time, my hands were trembling and numb, and I didn't even have the strength to hold the phone.

I should still be somewhere at home at this time, so I ran to the storage room and rummaged around.

"Hello."

"Sir, can you please explain what calling 120 means? Do you need me to transfer or dial 120 for you? Your voice is trembling. Did something happen?" came a magnetic voice.

This kind of trembling cannot be stopped at all, and I am involuntarily afraid.

I breathed a sigh of relief.

I opened the door and my wife was dressing up.

"My colleague asked me to change my shift. I have a day off today," I said.

I thought I had to speak clearly, but it was so hard to do.

My wife picked up her bag and went out.

Suddenly there was the sound of the door being opened.

"Sir, can you please explain what calling 120 means? Do you need me to transfer or dial 120 for you? Your voice is trembling. Did something happen?" came a magnetic voice.

"Then give me the key and I'll drive it myself. I haven't practiced driving for a long time, so I'll just treat it as if I'm familiar with it," said my wife.

"Okay sir, can you explain to us the location of the collision? Your voice sounds a bit panicked. Please relax appropriately. Or explain your current location and I will ask the nearby police to help you. You may be injured. Suitable for driving, don't worry, these are free and there will be no charges." The magnetic voice came again.

"Yeah." I nodded.

There was a hint of complaint in his voice, followed by overwhelming worry.

"How about I ask for leave today? I'll accompany you. I'll take you to the hospital by the way. I bump into something you can't be careless about. Can you check your whole body? Nothing's wrong with you," the wife said anxiously.

I knew that if I made a mistake at this moment, I would definitely not be able to deceive the opponent.

I immediately came out of the storage room and closed the storage room door.

"I'm on my way to the hospital now. I just hit a tree on an unfamiliar road. I wanted to call 120 but panicked and dialed 110 instead. So I hung up the phone and called 120 instead. I'm fine." I can go to the hospital, I'm almost there now." I stuttered, unable to control myself at all.

I drove into the underground parking garage of the community and found an empty space and parked.

I thought I had to speak clearly, but it was so hard to do.

Suddenly there was the sound of the door being opened.

"Yeah." I nodded.

I immediately got out of the car, locked the door and returned home.

I didn't notice it because it was muted just now, but I knew I couldn't turn it off.

I was so frightened that I quickly turned my head and saw a man knocking on my car door.

"Jock, you are really weird today." His wife said.

After searching for a long time, I couldn't find it.

At this time, my hands were trembling and numb, and I didn't even have the strength to hold the phone.

"It's really okay." I said.

I opened the storage room again and rummaged around, and in a moment I pulled out a huge snakeskin bag from the storage room.

My wife's shout came over: "Jock, you bastard, did you crash the car? Are you injured anywhere?"

"The gums are bleeding. I brushed my teeth this morning." I said and shook off my wife's hand.

I immediately came out of the storage room and closed the storage room door.

I took a look and confirmed that my wife had gone out.

I controlled my weak and trembling hands and pressed the button.

"Then sir, I wish you a speedy recovery. I apologize for not receiving your call as soon as possible in the morning." The magnetic voice said.

"It's almost eight o'clock, you're almost late." I said.

"Sir, can you please explain what calling 120 means? Do you need me to transfer or dial 120 for you? Your voice is trembling. Did something happen?" came a magnetic voice.

I felt a knot in my heart and said, "The car isn't broken, I'm fine."

When I was still thinking about something.

"It's okay, don't worry about it." I said and hung up the phone.

"You take a taxi, I'll use the car later." I said.

"It's okay, don't worry about it." I said and hung up the phone.

I thought about what I just said, whether every word would arouse the police's suspicion.

After searching for a long time, I couldn't find it.

The call was hung up, and I was almost slumped in the cab, unable to move.

This kind of trembling cannot be stopped at all, and I am involuntarily afraid.

I didn't notice it because it was muted just now, but I knew I couldn't turn it off.

"Then give me the key and I'll drive it myself. I haven't practiced driving for a long time, so I'll just treat it as if I'm familiar with it," said my wife.

"Yeah." I nodded.

"It's nothing, you go to work. I'll sit for a while and then go out. It's really fine." I said.

I thought about what I just said, whether every word would arouse the police's suspicion.

After searching for a long time, I couldn't find it.

I thought I had to speak clearly, but it was so hard to do.

"Jock, you are really weird today." His wife said.

I took out her mobile phone from my pocket. At this time, five messages and an unknown number appeared on the interface

I breathed a sigh of relief.

I was so frightened that I quickly turned my head and saw a man knocking on my car door.

I thought about changing my clothes first and thinking about what to do next.

The next moment, my wife reached over and opened my mouth. She put her head to my mouth and said, "Open it and let me see. Does it hurt?"

I drove into the underground parking garage of the community and found an empty space and parked.

"Tch." The man walked away slowly.

"It's nothing, you go to work. I'll sit for a while and then go out. It's really fine." I said.

I thought about changing my clothes first and thinking about what to do next.

If the fingerprint cannot be unlocked now when the phone is turned off, then there will really be no solution at all.

I glanced at the time on my phone, and it was seven o'clock.

"You are overthinking. Go to work. Everything will be fine when you come back. Don't worry." I said.

"Jock, you are really weird today." His wife said.

I sat in the car, thinking about what to do with the body in the trunk.

I quickly grabbed my wife's hand and said, "I'm fine, I'm really fine. I don't want to tell you, but I was too sleepy this morning and accidentally bumped into the roadside. My tooth hit the steering wheel. This is really bleeding gums."

I glanced at the time on my phone, and it was seven o'clock.

I controlled my weak and trembling hands and pressed the button.

I immediately got out of the car, locked the door and returned home.

Bang bang bang, the glass of my cab was knocked.

"I'll give you money and you can take a taxi." I said.

"Brother, what's wrong? Has the car been abandoned? I can help with the car repairs. I'm from this community too. I work on car repairs. I was going to work and I saw you. How about I help you change a tire and drive me to the garage? I'll give you a call. 20% off. The spare tire for a car like yours is under the base of the trunk, right?" the man said.

I sat in the car, thinking about what to do with the body in the trunk.

Suddenly there was the sound of the door being opened.

I took out her mobile phone from my pocket. At this time, five messages and an unknown number appeared on the interface

I knew that if I made a mistake at this moment, I would definitely not be able to deceive the opponent.

"It's really okay." I said.

"Jock, you are really weird today." His wife said.

I was so frightened that I quickly turned my head and saw a man knocking on my car door.

"It's okay, don't worry about it." I said and hung up the phone.

I didn't notice it because it was muted just now, but I knew I couldn't turn it off.

If the fingerprint cannot be unlocked now when the phone is turned off, then there will really be no solution at all.

I thought about changing my clothes first and thinking about what to do next.

The call was hung up, and I was almost slumped in the cab, unable to move.

"It's okay, don't worry about it." I said and hung up the phone.

"Hello." I replied immediately.

If the fingerprint cannot be unlocked now when the phone is turned off, then there will really be no solution at all.

"It's really okay." I said.

I sat in the car, thinking about what to do with the body in the trunk.

As for the phone number I couldn't reply to, I thought it might have been brought to my attention and the matter had to be resolved as soon as possible.

I controlled my weak and trembling hands and pressed the button.

I was thinking about the huge snakeskin bag I bought for a picnic last year.

"Then give me the key and I'll drive it myself. I haven't practiced driving for a long time, so I'll just treat it as if I'm familiar with it," said my wife.

"What? You don't want to drive?" said my wife.

"Okay." The wife slowly stood up, picked up the bag she had thrown aside before, went out and closed the door.

When I was still thinking about something.

My wife's shout came over: "Jock, you bastard, did you crash the car? Are you injured anywhere?"

"Tch." The man walked away slowly.

I felt a knot in my heart and said, "The car isn't broken, I'm fine."

"Is everything really okay?" said my wife.

Bang bang bang, the glass of my cab was knocked.

I controlled my weak and trembling hands and pressed the button.

I immediately got out of the car, locked the door and returned home.

The next moment, my wife reached over and opened my mouth. She put her head to my mouth and said, "Open it and let me see. Does it hurt?"

As for the phone number I couldn't reply to, I thought it might have been brought to my attention and the matter had to be resolved as soon as possible.

I was so frightened that I quickly turned my head and saw a man knocking on my car door.

"It's almost eight o'clock, you're almost late." I said.

I should still be somewhere at home at this time, so I ran to the storage room and rummaged around.

This kind of trembling cannot be stopped at all, and I am involuntarily afraid.

"It's nothing, you go to work. I'll sit for a while and then go out. It's really fine." I said.

"Really not, look at the time. If you don't go out, you will really be late. I will sit at home for a while and then drive out to repair the car. What do you think about picking you up from get off work tonight?" I said.

As for the phone number I couldn't reply to, I thought it might have been brought to my attention and the matter had to be resolved as soon as possible.

I rolled down the window in panic.

"You are overthinking. Go to work. Everything will be fine when you come back. Don't worry." I said.

I didn't notice it because it was muted just now, but I knew I couldn't turn it off.

I sat in the car, thinking about what to do with the body in the trunk.

I opened the storage room again and rummaged around, and in a moment I pulled out a huge snakeskin bag from the storage room.

I took out her mobile phone from my pocket. At this time, five messages and an unknown number appeared on the interface

I immediately got out of the car, locked the door and returned home.

The storage room is not big, but there are piles of things big and small.

Bang bang bang, the glass of my cab was knocked.

"What's wrong with you? I find that you don't seem to love me anymore." said my wife.

I felt a knot in my heart and said, "The car isn't broken, I'm fine."

"You are overthinking. Go to work. Everything will be fine when you come back. Don't worry." I said.

My wife picked up her bag and went out.

"Is everything really okay?" said my wife.

The sound reached my ears very clearly.

As for the phone number I couldn't reply to, I thought it might have been brought to my attention and the matter had to be resolved as soon as possible.

I opened the storage room again and rummaged around, and in a moment I pulled out a huge snakeskin bag from the storage room.

"No, you can go." I said.

"It's nothing, you go to work. I'll sit for a while and then go out. It's really fine." I said.

"What? You don't want to drive?" said my wife.

My wife picked up her bag and went out.

My wife's shout came over: "Jock, you bastard, did you crash the car? Are you injured anywhere?"

"No, you can go." I said.

If the fingerprint cannot be unlocked now when the phone is turned off, then there will really be no solution at all.

I knew that if I made a mistake at this moment, I would definitely not be able to deceive the opponent.

"What? You don't want to drive?" said my wife.

After searching for a long time, I couldn't find it.

I drove into the underground parking garage of the community and found an empty space and parked.

Suddenly there was the sound of the door being opened.

Bang bang bang, the glass of my cab was knocked.

"Tch." The man walked away slowly.

I took out her mobile phone from my pocket. At this time, five messages and an unknown number appeared on the interface

I immediately got out of the car, locked the door and returned home.

I breathed a sigh of relief.

The storage room is not big, but there are piles of things big and small.

"No, you can go." I said.

I thought about changing my clothes first and thinking about what to do next.

"It's really okay." I said.

I didn't notice it because it was muted just now, but I knew I couldn't turn it off.

"What? You don't want to drive?" said my wife.

I opened the door and my wife was dressing up.

I didn't notice it because it was muted just now, but I knew I couldn't turn it off.

"Really?" said my wife.

I thought about what I just said, whether every word would arouse the police's suspicion.

"Okay." The wife slowly stood up, picked up the bag she had thrown aside before, went out and closed the door.

There was a hint of complaint in his voice, followed by overwhelming worry.

"Hello." I replied immediately.

"Why are you back?" said my wife.

I opened the door and my wife was dressing up.

The storage room is not big, but there are piles of things big and small.

"It's nothing, you go to work. I'll sit for a while and then go out. It's really fine." I said.

I took out her mobile phone from my pocket. At this time, five messages and an unknown number appeared on the interface

"Yeah." I nodded.

Bang bang bang, the glass of my cab was knocked.

As for the phone number I couldn't reply to, I thought it might have been brought to my attention and the matter had to be resolved as soon as possible.

"My colleague asked me to change my shift. I have a day off today," I said.

When I was still thinking about something.

"My colleague asked me to change my shift. I have a day off today," I said.

"Why are you back?" said my wife.

"The gums are bleeding. I brushed my teeth this morning." I said and shook off my wife's hand.

"It's really okay." I said.

The number above caught me off guard, and I thought about why 110 would call me.

"Okay, you can drive me to the company later. Anyway, you have a day off today, and you haven't picked me up from get off work for a long time." My wife said with a smile.

My wife's shout came over: "Jock, you bastard, did you crash the car? Are you injured anywhere?"

As for the phone number I couldn't reply to, I thought it might have been brought to my attention and the matter had to be resolved as soon as possible.

"Okay, you can drive me to the company later. Anyway, you have a day off today, and you haven't picked me up from get off work for a long time." My wife said with a smile.

"I'll give you money and you can take a taxi." I said.

My wife came over and grabbed the hem of my clothes, looked into my eyes and said, "What's wrong with you? Is this blood?"

"I'll give you money and you can take a taxi." I said.

I thought about what I just said, whether every word would arouse the police's suspicion.

"Tch." The man walked away slowly.

"It's nothing, you go to work. I'll sit for a while and then go out. It's really fine." I said.

"What? You don't want to drive?" said my wife.

"Really?" said my wife.

I breathed a sigh of relief.

"Yeah." I nodded.

"Jock, you are really weird today." His wife said.

"Okay, you can drive me to the company later. Anyway, you have a day off today, and you haven't picked me up from get off work for a long time." My wife said with a smile.

My wife's shout came over: "Jock, you bastard, did you crash the car? Are you injured anywhere?"

The next moment, my wife reached over and opened my mouth. She put her head to my mouth and said, "Open it and let me see. Does it hurt?"

I took out her mobile phone from my pocket. At this time, five messages and an unknown number appeared on the interface

"Then give me the key and I'll drive it myself. I haven't practiced driving for a long time, so I'll just treat it as if I'm familiar with it," said my wife.

"Is everything really okay?" said my wife.

I parked the car on the side of the road and turned on the car's double flashing lights, holding the phone with trembling hands.

I thought about what I just said, whether every word would arouse the police's suspicion.

"You take a taxi, I'll use the car later." I said.

"Then give me the key and I'll drive it myself. I haven't practiced driving for a long time, so I'll just treat it as if I'm familiar with it," said my wife.

"What happened to you today?" said my wife.

I was so frightened that I quickly turned my head and saw a man knocking on my car door.

I controlled my weak and trembling hands and pressed the button.

"No, you can go." I said.

At this time, my hands were trembling and numb, and I didn't even have the strength to hold the phone.

"The gums are bleeding. I brushed my teeth this morning." I said and shook off my wife's hand.

"It's nothing, you go to work. I'll sit for a while and then go out. It's really fine." I said.

"Is everything really okay?" said my wife.

"Then give me the key and I'll drive it myself. I haven't practiced driving for a long time, so I'll just treat it as if I'm familiar with it," said my wife.

My wife came over and grabbed the hem of my clothes, looked into my eyes and said, "What's wrong with you? Is this blood?"

I rolled down the window in panic.

"Why are you back?" said my wife.

"Okay." The wife slowly stood up, picked up the bag she had thrown aside before, went out and closed the door.

"It's really okay." I said.

I thought about changing my clothes first and thinking about what to do next.

"The gums are bleeding. I brushed my teeth this morning." I said and shook off my wife's hand.

"It's really okay." I said.

"The gums are bleeding. I brushed my teeth this morning." I said and shook off my wife's hand.

I drove into the underground parking garage of the community and found an empty space and parked.

I thought I had to speak clearly, but it was so hard to do.

I took out her mobile phone from my pocket. At this time, five messages and an unknown number appeared on the interface

"It's nothing, you go to work. I'll sit for a while and then go out. It's really fine." I said.

"What's wrong with you? I find that you don't seem to love me anymore." said my wife.

"It's almost eight o'clock, you're almost late." I said.

"Tch." The man walked away slowly.

I thought about what I just said, whether every word would arouse the police's suspicion.

Only then did I remember that I had called 110 before, but the busy signal hung up. Is this a callback? I slapped my face hard to keep myself calm.

"You are overthinking. Go to work. Everything will be fine when you come back. Don't worry." I said.

"Tch." The man walked away slowly.

I should still be somewhere at home at this time, so I ran to the storage room and rummaged around.

"Jock, you are really weird today." His wife said.

At this time, my hands were trembling and numb, and I didn't even have the strength to hold the phone.

"I'll give you money and you can take a taxi." I said.

I parked the car on the side of the road and turned on the car's double flashing lights, holding the phone with trembling hands.

I thought I had to speak clearly, but it was so hard to do.

"It's really okay." I said.

"My colleague asked me to change my shift. I have a day off today," I said.

"Sir, can you please explain what calling 120 means? Do you need me to transfer or dial 120 for you? Your voice is trembling. Did something happen?" came a magnetic voice.

The next moment, my wife reached over and opened my mouth. She put her head to my mouth and said, "Open it and let me see. Does it hurt?"

"Okay, you can drive me to the company later. Anyway, you have a day off today, and you haven't picked me up from get off work for a long time." My wife said with a smile.

"Really?" said my wife.

There was a hint of complaint in his voice, followed by overwhelming worry.

"My colleague asked me to change my shift. I have a day off today," I said.

When I was still thinking about something.

I immediately came out of the storage room and closed the storage room door.

"It's almost eight o'clock, you're almost late." I said.

I thought about what I just said, whether every word would arouse the police's suspicion.

"It's okay, don't worry about it." I said and hung up the phone.

The next moment, my wife reached over and opened my mouth. She put her head to my mouth and said, "Open it and let me see. Does it hurt?"

I opened the storage room again and rummaged around, and in a moment I pulled out a huge snakeskin bag from the storage room.

My wife picked up her bag and went out.

Suddenly there was the sound of the door being opened.

"I'll give you money and you can take a taxi." I said.

I thought about what I just said, whether every word would arouse the police's suspicion.

"You are overthinking. Go to work. Everything will be fine when you come back. Don't worry." I said.

"You take a taxi, I'll use the car later." I said.

I breathed a sigh of relief.

"It's nothing, you go to work. I'll sit for a while and then go out. It's really fine." I said.

"What? You don't want to drive?" said my wife.

I breathed a sigh of relief.

I rolled down the window in panic.

"It's almost eight o'clock, you're almost late." I said.

After searching for a long time, I couldn't find it.

I was thinking about the huge snakeskin bag I bought for a picnic last year.

I thought about changing my clothes first and thinking about what to do next.

My wife came over and grabbed the hem of my clothes, looked into my eyes and said, "What's wrong with you? Is this blood?"

"What happened to you today?" said my wife.

I drove into the underground parking garage of the community and found an empty space and parked.

I should still be somewhere at home at this time, so I ran to the storage room and rummaged around.

"Hello." I replied immediately.

"Then sir, I wish you a speedy recovery. I apologize for not receiving your call as soon as possible in the morning." The magnetic voice said.

"Really?" said my wife.

"I'll give you money and you can take a taxi." I said.

I took a look and confirmed that my wife had gone out.

After searching for a long time, I couldn't find it.

I should still be somewhere at home at this time, so I ran to the storage room and rummaged around.

"Jock, you are really weird today." His wife said.

I should still be somewhere at home at this time, so I ran to the storage room and rummaged around.

"Then sir, I wish you a speedy recovery. I apologize for not receiving your call as soon as possible in the morning." The magnetic voice said.

"It's really okay." I said.

The storage room is not big, but there are piles of things big and small.

I thought I had to speak clearly, but it was so hard to do.

I was so frightened that I quickly turned my head and saw a man knocking on my car door.

Suddenly there was the sound of the door being opened.

I didn't notice it because it was muted just now, but I knew I couldn't turn it off.

Suddenly there was the sound of the door being opened.

"What happened to you today?" said my wife.

I didn't notice it because it was muted just now, but I knew I couldn't turn it off.

I breathed a sigh of relief.

Suddenly there was the sound of the door being opened.

When I was still thinking about something.

"Hello."

My wife's shout came over: "Jock, you bastard, did you crash the car? Are you injured anywhere?"

Only then did I remember that I had called 110 before, but the busy signal hung up. Is this a callback? I slapped my face hard to keep myself calm.

"Is everything really okay?" said my wife.

I parked the car on the side of the road and turned on the car's double flashing lights, holding the phone with trembling hands.

This kind of trembling cannot be stopped at all, and I am involuntarily afraid.

I immediately came out of the storage room and closed the storage room door.

After searching for a long time, I couldn't find it.

The storage room is not big, but there are piles of things big and small.

I thought about changing my clothes first and thinking about what to do next.

"You take a taxi, I'll use the car later." I said.

I took out her mobile phone from my pocket. At this time, five messages and an unknown number appeared on the interface

"The gums are bleeding. I brushed my teeth this morning." I said and shook off my wife's hand.

"Okay." The wife slowly stood up, picked up the bag she had thrown aside before, went out and closed the door.

"I'll give you money and you can take a taxi." I said.

I took out her mobile phone from my pocket. At this time, five messages and an unknown number appeared on the interface

"Yeah." I nodded.

"Then give me the key and I'll drive it myself. I haven't practiced driving for a long time, so I'll just treat it as if I'm familiar with it," said my wife.

There was a hint of complaint in his voice, followed by overwhelming worry.

"No, you can go." I said.

I knew that if I made a mistake at this moment, I would definitely not be able to deceive the opponent.

I opened the storage room again and rummaged around, and in a moment I pulled out a huge snakeskin bag from the storage room.

"Jock, you are really weird today." His wife said.

"Hello." I replied immediately.

The sound reached my ears very clearly.

"Yeah." I nodded.

My wife's shout came over: "Jock, you bastard, did you crash the car? Are you injured anywhere?"

The next moment, my wife reached over and opened my mouth. She put her head to my mouth and said, "Open it and let me see. Does it hurt?"

"What happened to you today?" said my wife.

"Tch." The man walked away slowly.

I opened the door and my wife was dressing up.

"Hello." I replied immediately.

I was so frightened that I quickly turned my head and saw a man knocking on my car door.

"Yeah." I nodded.

Bang bang bang, the glass of my cab was knocked.

"Jock, you are really weird today." His wife said.

I took a look and confirmed that my wife had gone out.

My wife's shout came over: "Jock, you bastard, did you crash the car? Are you injured anywhere?"

Only then did I remember that I had called 110 before, but the busy signal hung up. Is this a callback? I slapped my face hard to keep myself calm.

"It's really okay." I said.

This kind of trembling cannot be stopped at all, and I am involuntarily afraid.

"Yeah." I nodded.

"I'll give you money and you can take a taxi." I said.

Only then did I remember that I had called 110 before, but the busy signal hung up. Is this a callback? I slapped my face hard to keep myself calm.

Suddenly there was the sound of the door being opened.

"What happened to you today?" said my wife.

This kind of trembling cannot be stopped at all, and I am involuntarily afraid.

There was a hint of complaint in his voice, followed by overwhelming worry.

"Is everything really okay?" said my wife.

I parked the car on the side of the road and turned on the car's double flashing lights, holding the phone with trembling hands.

"Tch." The man walked away slowly.

"It's almost eight o'clock, you're almost late." I said.

"Okay." The wife slowly stood up, picked up the bag she had thrown aside before, went out and closed the door.

My wife came over and grabbed the hem of my clothes, looked into my eyes and said, "What's wrong with you? Is this blood?"

"It's really okay." I said.

"Okay." The wife slowly stood up, picked up the bag she had thrown aside before, went out and closed the door.

"Why are you back?" said my wife.

"What happened to you today?" said my wife.

I took a look and confirmed that my wife had gone out.

I felt a knot in my heart and said, "The car isn't broken, I'm fine."

I controlled my weak and trembling hands and pressed the button.

I felt a knot in my heart and said, "The car isn't broken, I'm fine."

I should still be somewhere at home at this time, so I ran to the storage room and rummaged around.

I opened the storage room again and rummaged around, and in a moment I pulled out a huge snakeskin bag from the storage room.

"What? You don't want to drive?" said my wife.

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