Although the camera screen is not very big, you can clearly see a woman in white pushing the back of a car with her hands. It's Yaxue!
Seeing our shocked expressions, the bespectacled reporter immediately changed the picture to the next one, which was a picture of Yaxue pushing the car out with all her strength. She looked up and saw a refrigerator falling from above, about to hit the front of the car. Because the car and Yaxue took up most of the picture, only a dark shadow on the edge of the front of the car could be seen, which was probably me.
I took a deep breath. It turned out that my narrow escape yesterday was not a coincidence. It was Yaxue who saved my life. She pushed a slow car to the front and knocked me away, thus saving me from a fatal disaster.
Shen Bing pointed at the camera, her mouth wide open as if she had swallowed an unpeeled egg, choking for a long time and unable to speak. Finally, she came to her senses and said, "Is she a human or a ghost?"
Fortunately, when she spoke, the reporter with glasses was collecting his camera and didn't see it. I whispered in her ear that this was Yaxue, and she immediately shuddered.
The bespectacled reporter remembered Shen Bing's resurrection last night and kept asking me about it. I winked at Shen Bing, and she covered her mouth. I spoke first: "Reporter Zhang, where did you get this news? It's all a rumor. If you don't believe it, come back to life and let me see."
The reporter with glasses was speechless and walked away in shame.
I gave her a thumbs up and praised her for her good answer. She said in a low voice with pride: "To deal with reporters, you have to say some harsh words, otherwise it will be difficult to get away if you keep pestering them." I blinked and thought to myself that you are more persistent than him, but the eight-foot-high lamp can only shine on others but not on yourself.
We asked around among the crowd and found many enthusiastic grandmothers and mothers who were eloquent and answered all your questions. Otherwise, why would we call them grandmothers and mothers? What they said was a bit off topic, but we finally understood. The fire last night was terrible. Before the fire truck arrived, the whole yard was basically burned. The firefighters carried two burned people out of the fire, but we couldn't see who they were.
I also asked the neighbors who knew the Ling family's security guard and nanny, and found out their facial features, so I had a rough idea of what was going on. When I asked about Yaxue's mother Yan Ning's current situation, someone said that she was not seriously injured and was discharged from the hospital this morning. She is now in the funeral home. I heard that Director Ling's body will be cremated tomorrow morning.
Why are they in such a hurry to cremate? I was puzzled. According to the custom in our town, the body should be kept for three to seven days, and children are another matter. According to the time of Ling Peiqiang's death, last night was the first day, and tomorrow is the third day. Although the time is shorter in the city, it is normal to keep the body for three days, but he is not an ordinary person. There must be many relatives and friends who will pay their respects, and it will not be hastily finished in three days.
Shen Bing asked me if I had received any information, and I said not yet, but I had actually gotten what I wanted. She asked me where I was going next, it was four o'clock in the afternoon, and there were still seven hours until midnight, should I go for coffee or the gym
I touched my nose and said, "I'm not as carefree as you city people. I'm not used to drinking coffee, and I'm not used to paying people for my work, unless it's that kind of place..."
Shen Bing pushed my hand away and said, "Don't touch my nose casually! What kind of place is that?"