Chapter 1 Uncle Policeman, I’m really not dead

Late at night, a taxi was speeding on a remote highway, the speed had already exceeded 140 kilometers per hour.

A man in his thirties looked anxious in the car, looking at his mobile phone while driving.

It seems like something important is going on.

A ding sound.

The voice message from the mobile phone came.

The man picked up his mobile phone and was about to click on a message while driving.

With a bang, the man's cell phone fell to the side of the stall.

There was a sudden brake, the wheels scraped against the ground, and the harsh sound made the man squint his eyes.

The sudden braking caused his head to hit the steering wheel.

He shook his head violently to free himself from the dizziness.

He looked up at the blood stains on the glass, and his already accelerated heartbeat almost seemed to jump out of his throat.

He clenched his hands tremblingly twice, trying to grasp the gear with his fingers.

But when he looked at the blood stains on the glass window again, he hesitated.

He hit the steering wheel hard.

"Gan!"

He opened the car door with his still trembling hands and walked sideways, his legs already starting to tremble.

After taking two steps, I saw a person lying on the ground.

Judging from the clothes, she is a woman.

I was shocked.

He ran over quickly.

"Little Miss? Wake up. Miss, are you okay?"

After two calls of no response, he panicked and reached under the man's nose with his trembling hands.

"Ah...I, I, I killed someone, I killed someone!"

He fell to the ground and hurriedly backed away.

At this moment, his brain was almost in a state of shutdown.

He took out his cell phone and dialed the three-digit number tremblingly. 110

"Hello, 110 alarm service desk, No. 003, please speak."

A deep male voice came.

"I, I, I killed someone, I killed someone, I killed someone. I killed someone. Come here quickly. I, no, I can't. I can't be arrested, I have to run..."

The sound of beep beep, the phone was busy made Bi Ruiming frown.

He quickly checked the location of the man on the phone and left the branch with his men.

The screen turned back and the man quickly hung up the phone.

Tremblingly, he took out a pack of cigarettes and pressed the lighter a dozen times before lighting the cigarette.

He made another phone call.

"Wife, wife, I, I may not be able to go back. Is the baby okay? She, can she really not hear?"

A female voice with a crying sound came from the phone.

"Husband, what's wrong with you? Don't scare me. The doctor said that the baby is completely deaf. The surgery fee has not been paid yet. Husband, what should we do?"

"Honey, I killed someone, I..."

Before he could say anything further, he saw a man on the ground whose arms and legs were deformed.

Suddenly it moved.

Amidst several crackling sounds, the woman slowly stood up.

"Hiss, uh, it hurts, it hurts, why did you drive so fast, I lost all the fat? Do you know that the appearance of that thing will cause a drought?"

The man holding the mobile phone was stunned.

The mobile phones fell to the ground.

"Hello, hello? Husband?"

The phone also shows that the call is in progress.

But the man no longer has the heart to look at his phone.

"Ghost, ghost! Ah..."

The man was about to turn around and run away, but was caught in the hands of the resurrected man.

"Look carefully, I'm not dead! I'm fine. I'm exhausted from topdressing in the middle of the night, and you still come out to make trouble for me."

The man was shaking like chaff.

Feng Siyi sat him down on the ground and asked with a frown.

"What's wrong with your child?"

This man thought he had been hit and died but he didn't run away.

He was probably not a bad person. He happened to hear the conversation between him and his wife, and Feng Siyi felt compassion for him again.

She saw the man staring at her blankly for a long time without saying anything.

Sighed.

"Ask you, I'm not a ghost, but don't tell others what happened today. I can help you cure your child."

"My baby, when he was sent to the hospital, the doctor said he had a viral infection. After surgery, the virus was gone, but my baby, my baby's ears, can't hear."

As he spoke, the man began to cry. A man in his thirties almost instantly looked as old as a man in his forties.

Feng Siyi looked at his taxi. It seemed that the man drove a taxi every day to make money to support his family.

Once the child became deaf, it almost crushed the man.

"I'll leave you a phone number. You can rush back to see your child first. Call me tomorrow. I can help you, but one thing is that you must keep what you saw today a secret."

Just after Feng Siyi finished speaking, he heard two whistles, which you could tell by the sound.

110,120.

She turned to look at the man beside her.

"You, you called the police! Are you stupid? You thought you killed someone and you dared to call the police!"

Although it is a good thing for a man to be upright, when the police came, she could not explain his resurrection from the dead.

A burst of sweat.

"I, I called the police first."

The man lowered his head, still not recovering from the accident.

"Brother, you are really... you are so good, you are a good role model for the people!"

Feng Siyi patted the man's shoulder and met Bi Ruiming, who had already gotten out of the police car.

"Hello, uncle policeman, um, this uncle got it wrong. Look, I'm sorry to bother you all so late at night."

After saying that, he stretched out his hand towards Bi Ruiming.

Bi Ruiming was wearing a uniform, and his meticulous temperament made Feng Siyi's heart move.

I'm afraid this is a highly mysophobic person.

Sure enough, Bi Ruiming did not shake hands with Feng Siyi, but frowned when he saw that Feng Siyi's forehead was still stained with blood.

"Are you the person the perpetrator said was the deceased?"

The word "dead" popped out.

The few policemen behind him and the medical staff who had already carried out the simple bed frame were all lost in thought.

"Uh, haha, yes. I am dead. No, I am not dead, then the uncle saw it wrong. Really, brother, believe me. I was just scratched lightly. Nothing happened.

look."

After saying that, Feng Siyi turned around in front of a group of people.

But Bi Ruiming just looked at her deeply, walked past him, and checked the ground and car windows.

This tire mark and blood volume.

The speed of the car was obviously over 140. Judging from the blood stains, if the person who was hit was a person, he would definitely die.
To be continued...