"Enning Road, East-West Road, an accident has occurred…"
"Friends who have plans to pass by this intersection, please avoid it in advance…"
"This is FM106.1, Guangzhou traffic radio…"
Driving from the intersection of Enning Road, a white Cadillac online car broadcast a traffic jam forecast.
"I say, brother."
"You just came from Enning Road, right? What happened over there?"
The bald, middle-aged driver, whose words and actions were somewhat rough, heard the broadcast and took a glance at Ye Yuan from the rearview mirror. Following that, he asked familiarly.
……
He retracted his gaze from the window.
Ye Yuan responded and looked at the bald driver.
His gaze seemed to be unnoticeable as it swept past the bald driver's fingernails.
Her nails were yellow, and her fingers were starting to change shape…
Through the rearview mirror.
Ye Yuan noticed that the bald driver's teeth were black and yellow, and his eyelids were dull.
It could be determined that this was a heavy drinker.
In reality, even if he did not go through these details, Ye Yuan was still able to know his identity as a 'smoke addict' too.
In front of his eyes, the path that only he could see clearly recorded the contents of this step:
'At 8:57:39 in the morning, you walked out of Enning Road and opened the Kuaidi taxi app at the intersection…'
'At 9:00:12 a. m., a white Cadillaka stopped in front of you. The owner of the car is a 20-year-old chain-smoking man…'
……
He retracted his gaze from the driver.
Ye Yuan's expression was gentle. Immediately after, he replied in a refined manner,"
"Just now at the Enning intersection, a Bentley driver's front windshield was splashed with muddy water…"
It was as if it had nothing to do with him.
He described the entire process in detail.
When the bald driver heard it, he would occasionally exclaim in surprise and show an exaggerated expression.
"Brother, can I have a cigarette?"
After a while, the bald driver asked again.
Ye Yuan lowered his eyes and said," You draw."”
Not long after.
The bald driver casually threw the remaining cigarette butts out of the window and onto the road.
……
At the same time.
On the other side.
Huang Yonghui's motorcade drove steadily in front of the main road in the mountains.
Above the traffic.
The helicopter hovered in the air, cautiously paying attention to any large vehicles that might cause danger.
"To the villa on Ersha Island."
Huang Yonghui, who was resting with his eyes closed, suddenly opened his eyes and said in a deep voice.
He rarely went to the villa on Ersha Island, so it must be safer.
The convoy turned around at the next intersection.
……
In the car.
Ye Yuan's calm gaze would always land on the wristwatch on his left hand, his right hand tapping rhythmically on his thigh.
Time passed by.
'At 9:15:39 in the morning, the online taxi you took turned into Heku Road…'
'At 9:43:11 in the morning, the online taxi you took drove to the highway along the river…'
'At 9:59:24 in the morning, the online taxi you took got off the highway along the river…'
'At 10:07:30 in the morning, the online taxi you took is driving on the highway along the river, on the flyover…'
……
Step after step in the path flashed before Ye Yuan's eyes.
At this moment.
The traffic radio station in the car suddenly reported again,"
"A traffic accident has occurred near the northwest exit of the Yanjiang highway.”
"A heavy-duty semi-trailer tank truck that was temporarily parked between the outermost lane of the road and the emergency lane encountered a rear-end collision... It is suspected to have caused the leakage of the solution oil contained in the tank..."
"Friends who plan to pass by this highway section, please avoid it in advance!”
The voice of the radio station fell.
Ye Yuan raised his eyes.
"Fortunately, we got off the highway. Otherwise, we would have been in trouble.”
The bald driver suddenly said.
As soon as he finished speaking, he raised his head and looked at the highway section along the river on the upper left.
He could vaguely see the traffic jam on the highway…
……
Ye Yuan responded.
He looked at the time and took out his phone from his pocket.
In fact…
Before the caller ID appeared, his thumb had already landed on the answer button.
It was as if he had predicted in advance that a call would be made at this moment.
A melodious bell rang…
After the second ring, he answered the call.
On the other end of the phone, Li Ruobing, who was in front of the office of the Financial Center Building, was about to say something.
But before she could say her words, Ye Yuan's somewhat baffling voice sounded out.
……
"Yes."
"My throat feels a little itchy…"
"Chest tightness, a little."
"Very uncomfortable…"
"Yes, I'm a little annoyed…"
"I can't even concentrate. It's like I'm addicted to smoking.”
……
Li Ruobing felt strange and didn't know what had happened.
But he did not have the intention of interrupting Ye Yuan's words. He only frowned slightly, pondering over every word Ye Yuan said.
However…
What Li Ruobing did not know was…
At this moment.
The bald driver who was sitting in the driver's seat and driving the online hailing car felt somewhat uncomfortable when he heard the first sentence Ye Yuan said.
First, Ye Yuan said 'throat'.
The bald driver's Adam's apple bobbed, feeling itchy.
His chest was also a little tight, as if he could not breathe…
He gradually felt irritated!
"I can't even concentrate. It's like I'm addicted to smoking.”
At the right time.
Ye Yuan's words were like a reminder.
The bald middle-aged man also felt that his smoking addiction was starting to kick in.
In the back row, Ye Yuan was still on the phone.
The bald driver took out a cigarette from the box beside him and lit it.
He took a deep breath, and his uncomfortable expression instantly became comfortable.
Ye Yuan shot a glance at the bald driver and then hung up the phone.
The car was still driving at a speed of 80 kilometers per hour.
……
At this moment, no one noticed.
The highway along the river had just encountered a traffic accident.
The liquid oil carried in the tank was leaking…
A small portion of the mineral oil slowly flowed along the ditches on the side of the highway…
Gradually, it poured into the highway drainage pipe…
Below the long drainage pipe was a spacious four-lane asphalt road.
At the intersection of the asphalt road.
A huge and luxurious convoy was approaching.
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[PS: This is all an original " accidental incident."]
His head was bald.
The updates were really slow.
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