The first thousand four hundred and eighty chapters are surging (fifteen)
When the driver of the big truck turned the steering wheel hard, an extremely dangerous feeling flowed through Chen Qingyun's whole body, as if he had been hit by high-voltage electricity... ≦Ding Dian said,...
Chen Qingyun had no time to analyze where the danger came from, and his body fluttered and appeared next to Yang Chuan like a ghost.
Yang Chuan's right foot involuntarily stepped on the door to the maximum position, and the Qingfei ship roared and shot forward like an arrow from a string.
Yang Chuan, who could no longer control the steering wheel, felt an infinite force coming from him. The steering wheel was stabilized and the Qingfei ship did not move even a little bit.
At this moment, the heavy truck in the opposite lane had already rushed through the isolation zone, crushing the Qingfei ship like a mountain like a drifting ship in the huge waves.
In the Qingfei ship, Mr. Hu Li and Mr. Lu Li were talking happily like a pair of old friends. They heard a loud "crash" and a huge black shadow enveloped the entire carriage. Mr. Hu Li, Mr. Lu Li and the three parties The attendants suddenly turned pale with fright.
In this one thousandth of a second, the Qingfei ship slid past the front face of the heavy truck.
Just when the heavy truck rushed over, Yang Chuan was so frightened that he fainted. What happened next, Yang Chuan had no idea.
The Qingfei ship rushed out dozens of meters away, only to hear a loud "bang" from behind. Sitting in the car, I also felt the violent vibrations coming from the ground.
Except for Chen Qingyun and Yang Chuan, the seven or eight people in the Qingfei ship were slumped on their seats, unable to move or say a word. Even the most talkative Mr. Lu Li was no exception at this moment.
"You guys rest for a while, I'll go see if anyone is injured." Chen Qingyun ignored the surprised looks from everyone, opened the car door and walked away.
The heavy truck was lying on its side in the middle of the highway, blocking the entire highway. More than ten vehicles coming from behind were lying in the middle of the highway.
If he wanted to clear the traffic, Chen Qingyun could have moved the truck away, but he did not do so. He just looked for the injured in the accident vehicle.
The first person rescued by Chen Qingyun was the heavy truck driver. When he rescued him, Chen Qingyun couldn't help but frown.
The heavy truck driver seemed to know that something was going to happen to him. Not only did he wear a helmet, but all joints of his body were secretly protected with linings. If the door of the heavy truck had not been jammed, the heavy truck driver could have climbed out on his own.
He was a conscious person, but he pretended to be unconscious. Chen Qingyun knew that the heavy truck driver was acting weird, but he was eager to save other injured people. After putting the heavy truck driver on the side of the road, he ignored the heavy truck driver who was shrouded in fog.
The two cars following the Qingfei ship had no time to take any measures and collided head-on with the heavy truck. The whole car was like a twisted twist. Not even the driver and five passengers survived.
In the vehicle behind, there were more than a dozen people with minor injuries. They climbed out on their own and stood shaking on the roadside.
Regardless of the shocking situation, Chen Qingyun rescued the injured as quickly as possible. In less than ten minutes, more than ten injured people were carried out by Chen Qingyun.
"Please lend a hand and carry the injured to the front." Chen Qingyun ordered He Qingbo, who came after him, and the people on the roadside who were observing the car accident, with expressions of lingering fear on their faces.
The reason why He Qingbo came so slowly was that he wanted to notify the highway traffic police. This is something that a secretary must think of.
The accident site was only about fifty kilometers away from Chengdu. When Chen Qingyun carried the last injured person onto the Qingfei ship, he could already hear the sirens blaring.
Chen Qingyun, Mr. Hu Li, Mr. Lu Li and their entourage all disembarked from the Qingfei ship. Only He Qingbo left with the car.
After carrying the injured person onto the Qingfei ship, Chen Qingyun couldn't care about these things anymore. He was looking for the truck driver who caused the accident.
Because he was eager to save people, Chen Qingyun did not pay attention to the truck driver who was lying on the side of the road. When he wanted to carry the truck driver onto the Qingyun ship, he could no longer find the truck driver.
Since the truck driver was out of sight, Chen Qingyun could only let go of his spiritual consciousness, but strangely, his spiritual consciousness could not detect the aura of the driver who caused the accident.
Chen Qingyun's consciousness can cover a range of 1,500 meters, which means that in just 20 minutes, the driver responsible for the accident had already escaped.
"Someone took over secretly. This was not a traffic accident, but a murder." Chen Qingyun looked calm on the surface, but the thoughts in his mind were turbulent: "Is he himself the target of the murder, or Mr. Hu Li and Mr. Lu Li? If it was him, what was his motive?
What is it again? If you want to provoke international entanglement, the targets of murder should be Mr. Huli and Mr. Luli."
Until the driver responsible for the accident is found, all inferences are false. Chen Qingyun did not continue to dwell on this issue, but called Fang Qinliang and Zuo Yu to rush to the scene of the accident.
Chen Qingyun is a layman when it comes to solving crimes. Although he helped Le Kaihuai solve a spy case, it is now a criminal case. Of course, the traffic police who arrived first will only treat the murder case as a traffic accident.
When Fang Qinliang and Zuo Yu arrived at the scene of the accident, Chen Qingyun had already drawn a portrait of the driver.
Regardless of whether he murdered himself or Mr. Hu Li, Mr. Lu Li, Chen Qingyun concluded that he must have something to do with the American spies lurking in Chengdu. Therefore, he did not ask Fang Qinliang to bring experts from the Criminal Investigation Corps over, but called Zuo Yu.
Accompanying Fang Qinliang and Zuo Yu was Ding Chui, who was trying to harass Chen Qingyun and forcefully transferred him to the Political Security Corps.
"Find this person and imprison him secretly." Chen Qingyun said calmly: "Ding Chu, your mission is almost completed."
"Director Ding?" In the Political Security Corps, Ding Chui's identity is just an investigator in charge of field work, with a rank of deputy section. Could it be that this person has another background?
In the political world, talking too much is taboo. Before they understood the truth of the matter, Fang Qinliang and Zuo Yu were like gourds, silent.
"It's time to introduce it to you." Chen Qingyun knew that now the National Security Bureau and the Political Security Corps of the Provincial Public Security Department must cooperate and share intelligence in order to completely dig out the spies lurking in Chengdu.
If these spies are not found, Chen Qingyun will have his back.
As Chen Qingyun speculated, this traffic accident was a deliberate murder, because the owner of the vehicle involved had already reported the crime to the traffic police detachment, and the license plate of the vehicle involved in the accident was completely fake.
The whole city cast a net to search for the driver responsible for the accident. Two days later, they found the man: a clerk from a teahouse in Taohuatan. According to the teahouse owner, the clerk had asked for leave and returned to his hometown three days ago.
As for his hometown, it was a mountainous township in Province R. Regardless of whether the clerk was really asking for leave or really escaping, Zuo Yu immediately sent people to the clerk's hometown to investigate the clerk's identity.
Chen Qingyun only learned of these circumstances after returning to Chengdu. On the night of the incident, Chen Qingyun accompanied Mr. Hu Li and Mr. Lu Li to Yanjing.