In the evening, in Yanshi, Mr. Zhang was having dinner with his family.

"Dingling!"

The ringtone of the phone rang, Mr. Zhang put down his chopsticks and pressed the answer button.

"Hello, are you Zhang Yongli from Tengfeng Vessel Station?" asked a strange voice.

"Hey, yes, who are you?"

"I am the Xiangt Yinghai Village Police Station in Hunan. Do you have 11 trailers there that are delivering goods to Foshan, Guangzhou?"

"Yes, what's wrong?" Mr. Zhang was sweating at this moment. Whenever he was running a long-distance cargo station, he was most afraid that someone would call him at night. A police station, a traffic police team, and these two units were deadly departments for the cargo station.

"Come here, something happened...!"

"What a big deal? I'll let someone else go?" Mr. Zhang asked.

"You'd better come here by yourself."

"...Okay." Mr. Zhang was silent for a moment, then hung up the phone and stood up.

"Where are you going?" my girlfriend looked up at Mr. Zhang and asked.

"What happened, I have to go and see it. I'll leave tonight!" Mr. Zhang replied vaguely, then immediately put on his clothes and shoes. While walking out, he asked the company to book a plane ticket for himself.

...

At noon the next day, Hunan Xiangt Police Station.

"I'll tell you, the Steyr with your car number 0679 is not allowed to be dissuaded by the villagers, and they have been forced through the bridge, crushed the bridge in the village, and killed one on the spot!" The police station's case handler paused and continued to attack Mr. Zhang, saying: "Your driver ran away after smashing the person, but the villagers couldn't control their emotions. They locked all the drivers of other cars and beat people. The driver who was beaten has been sent to the public security hospital!"

"...It should be beaten, it should be beaten." Mr. Zhang pursed his lips, smoked his cigarette with his palm trembling, and nodded repeatedly.

"The current problem cannot be solved by a simple fight!" The investigator looked serious and continued: "The villagers quit and asked your company to hand over the driver who smashed people! When we went there, the villagers had already locked all the cars and the traffic police team negotiated, but it was useless!"

"It's so high, police officer." Mr. Zhang thought for a moment, then discussed very politely: "My car is all in a hurry to deliver goods. Do you think this is OK? I will pay the money. If anyone smashed the car with me, I will definitely let him surrender! But can you negotiate with the villagers and let them let the vehicle that did not cause the accident go first! My customer will urge me again!"

"We are easy to negotiate when facing individual law enforcement, but it is really not easy to deal with when facing group law enforcement! Hundreds of people in the village blocked the car and refused to let go, so we can't arrest them all, right?"

"I understand, I understand! I won't say anything, please help me communicate and negotiate." Mr. Zhang continued to discuss.

"Okay, let's go to the scene." The policeman nodded and stood up.

...

Mr. Zhang, who went to the crime scene with the police, was almost heartbroken at this moment. He urgently needed other cars that didn't matter, or something big would happen!

Sitting in the police car, Mr. Zhang called Dahan again and again, but the other party had turned off the phone and ran away when something happened, and the person was gone.

Half an hour later, the car was parked at the crime scene, but Mr. Zhang was completely stunned!

"You are Zhang Yongli?" The traffic police team got out of the car and asked General Zhang.

"yes!"

"You have eight cars with license plates and twin cars, right?" the traffic police team continued to ask.

"Brother, come, come here..." Mr. Zhang's face was pale, and he was about to talk to the people from the traffic police team.

"No need to leave, all the license plates must be detained first." The traffic police team waved their hands and said, "You are doing it too ruthlessly. With a set of procedures, you used three cars?! No need to do anything else, killing people. The matter itself is not small. Now, your car is still full of license plates... Who can cover it up?"

Mr. Zhang's head buzzed and he stood there motionless.

At this moment, the police came over with a bag. He looked at Mr. Zhang and said, "...What's wrong with your product?"

"What's wrong?" Mr. Zhang asked muffled.

"The car stopped here all night last night, and all your drivers were in the hospital and no one cared for them! Some goods... are gone... You don't know that in addition to the countryside, there are migrant workers in other places... things may be taken away by people." The policeman opened his mouth and said.

"Pudong!"

After hearing this, Mr. Zhang felt his head spinning, he reached out to hold the car door and sat down directly.

...

Forty minutes later, Mr. Zhang drank two bottles of cold mineral water at the entrance of the police station, and then forced himself to adjust his condition.

"Hey, a big country! Something went wrong with the car, huh...!" President Zhang organized the language and then explained the matter clearly to the lawyer at home.

"The one who smashed the person ran away?" the lawyer asked quickly after hearing this.

"Yes, I ran away." Mr. Zhang replied.

"How could he run away?! Isn't this a bullshit?" The lawyer was speechless for a moment and opened his mouth and replied: "It's okay if he said it was manslaughter, or if he was improper driving! If someone was killed, we'll just pay for it! It's just a car accident that caused him, why did he run away?"

"That's my relative! I thought he had nothing to do, so I asked him to walk along with the car, learn to drive, learn to escort the car! Damn, this silly kid, I didn't even call me when something happened!" Mr. Zhang gritted his teeth in hatred, and then replied: "Forget it, let's not talk about him anymore. Now the main problem is that my car is full of a deck. What do you think of this? The traffic police team wants to detain the car!"

"There are only two ways to do this."

"What's the solution?"

"Either, don't want the car, or... pay a fine!" the lawyer replied concisely.

"Fuck! I'm going to take these two fucking paths, why am I going to do with you?!" Mr. Zhang was speechless for a moment.

"It's okay if you handle this matter locally, but you handle it in Hunan! Who do I know? Who knows me?" the lawyer replied helplessly.

"Where is that guy?! My goods were stolen last night! What should I do about this?" Mr. Zhang asked quickly.

"Brother! Are you still counting on getting the goods back?!" The lawyer scratched his head and asked, "Don't talk about other places, just park your car next to the local rural area. Look at how many people are there. At night, push three wheels on your car to move goods?! No one can handle the group incident, so they can only negotiate! If the goods are taken away, where can you find them? Listen to me, if you lose them, don't think about getting them back. If you can't drive the car out, hurry up and find someone to watch the goods, otherwise you can emptie them tonight!"

Mr. Zhang gritted his teeth and didn't say anything.

...

Another day later, Dahan returned to the city and did not dare to go home or contact Mr. Zhang. He hid at a duck friend's house. His spirit seemed to be split and he kept asking his friends: "Do you know where Li Yingji is?"

"What are you doing?" My friend didn't know what Dahan was carrying, but he only knew that he had caused some trouble.
Chapter completed!