When Chen Liang drove to Hui'an Branch, it was already eleven o'clock in the evening.

"Mr. Chen, lucky to meet."

A first-level inspector came out to greet him in person.

His name is Fan Yu. When he was an auxiliary policeman, he met Tang Xiaolong.

Chen Liang shook hands with him without much politeness.

"Officer Fan, why should I tell you why Brother Tom has already told you that the injured is my friend, so I want to meet the driver in person and see what's going on."

"It's understandable."

Fan Yu nodded, his expression became serious, and he said sideways: "Mr. Chen, let's talk while walking, please."

A few minutes later, Chen Liang met the driver who caused the accident as he wished.

He was cobbled with his hands, his eyes were dull and he sat in the cold and depressed interrogation room. He was about forty years old, with sallow skin and a frosty face, a typical image of a working people.

Chen Liang, who was revisiting the old place, sat down opposite him.

Fan Yu was very understanding and asked the other police officers to leave, allowing Chen Liang to face the driver alone.

"I have answered what you want to ask. I really didn't see it. I really didn't mean it..."

It seemed that he could not bear the torture of long-term interrogation. Before Chen Liang could speak, the truck driver hugged his head with his hands, looking very regretful.

This scene undoubtedly made the car accident even more like an accident.

Because of the experience of delivering express delivery at Shunfeng Company in the past, Chen Liang has seen all kinds of people and has a certain vision for people.

This dump truck driver is obviously not the kind of outlaw who dares to take risks for money. It is essentially different from the bandits who attacked him a few days ago.

This should really be just an ordinary person who works hard to live, or can be said to be a hard to survive.

"Mr. Fang, I used to be a courier. I knew it was hard to make money, but Is it worth it to take such a big risk just to grab such a little time?"

As we all know, in order to save time, it is a very common phenomenon for some large trucks to run lights. After all, they get money by number of trips.

But through Fan Yu's introduction just now, Chen Liang not only knew that the driver of the dump truck was named Fang Keping, but also knew that the other party had never violated the law and discipline before, and even rarely deducted points on his driver's license.

If it weren't for this accident, anyone would think that he was an honest person who abides by laws and regulations.

Chen Liang's opening remarks are undoubtedly completely different from the police's tone.

The dump truck driver Fang Keping let go of his hand and slowly raised his head.

"……Who are you?"

"The two victims you hit are my friends."

Fang Keping's eyes trembled, as if he lowered his head slightly because of guilt and guilt, and avoided Chen Liang's gaze.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry..."

Chen Liang did not rebuke angrily, nor did he threaten and insult him. He just said in an extremely calm tone: "Mr. Fang, do you know what consequences this incident will bring to you?"

The reason why the outlaws dare to take risks is that they can at least see hope of getting out, otherwise they will definitely not be very attractive if they have the life to spend money they have no life.

It’s like giving you 100 million and letting you die immediately. How many people will be willing?

There should be no one.

Everyone is dead, no matter how much money you have, it is useless.

The truck driver had no idea of ​​escaping after the accident, and almost surrendered and waited for the police to catch him here, which means that if he was bribed, he had never planned to escape. He was in the awareness of "death together".

Is there such a person in this world?

This should be described as a "death warrior".

"I'm sorry, I really didn't mean it, I'm really sorry..."

Fang Keping went over and over again and again and did not give Chen Liang a chance to test.

Then he worked hard several times, but the response was still the same. Fang Keping's behavior was like mental stress reached its limit, and he was very suitable for a perpetrator who had serious unexpected consequences due to his own mistakes.

Looking at the middle-aged man who had already started to hold his head and sobbed, Chen Liang did not continue to entangle and stood up.

When he pushed the door and walked out of the interrogation room, he paused.

"Chairman Chen, you're really here."

The heroic Shu Yao stood outside, as if waiting for him.

Knowing that the policewoman was "unforgettable" to him, Chen Liang did not have the mood to fight with her at this time, so he nodded, said hello, and then planned to leave.

But Shu Yao moved a step and blocked his way.

Chen Liang frowned.

Shu Yao ignored her.

"Mr. Chen must have come for the car accident that happened on Guanggu Road today, right? One of the two victims is the operation director and shareholder of your company, and the other is your college alumnus. They should be considered as Mr. Chen's friends. I wonder if Mr. Chen was in there just now, did he ask something?"

"Officer Shu, don't get me wrong. I have no intention of overstepping the business. I believe the police will seek justice for the victims."

Chen Liang said calmly.

"Mr. Chen, I can understand your mood. My friend is anxious to find out the truth when he encounters such an accident. This is human nature, and I can understand it completely."

This famously difficult policewoman Shu showed a rare reasonableness this time, and then asked with great concern.

"How are the two victims now?"

Chen Liang shook his head.

"Thank you, Officer Shu, for your concern, you are not out of danger yet."

Shu Yao sighed, as if she was deeply regretful.

"Mr. Chen, you have met Fang Keping just now. I believe you have already learned about some of the things you should ask. What do you think of this case?"

Chen Liang said: "I believe in the police's judgment."

I don’t know if it’s because I don’t want to find fault this time or if I don’t have the chance to find fault, Shu Yao seemed to be just a very enthusiastic public servant of the people, and said again: “So, do you think this is an accident?”

Chen Liang did not respond.

However, from Shu Yao's words, it seems that the police's judgment on the case was heard.

indeed.

Judging from Fang Keping's temperament just now, this car accident did not seem to be planned, but was just a natural disaster that no one expected.

Seeing Chen Liang not speaking, Shu Yao's mouth raised slightly, her expression suddenly became a little proud, and she had a trace of her previous posture.

"Mr. Chen, I have something here, you can take a look."

As she said that, she pulled out a folder that had been stuck in her arms and handed it to Chen Liang.

Chen Liang glanced at her, then took it, opened the folder, and his pupils immediately shrank.

This is a medical record.

Fang Keping.

Liver cancer.

Late stage.

"What kind of thing a person who is in his life is possible, Mr. Chen, what do you think?"
Chapter completed!