Chapter 494: Accident or Murder?

This is a very old heavy truck. It started from the shadow in the distance and drove towards the intersection.

The intersection is quite large, and it is not too late at this time. It is normal to have vehicles passing by. Qin Yang also noticed the heavy truck, but did not care.

Qin Yang's car was just in front of the red light at the intersection. The light in front was red, and the light facing the heavy truck was green. The heavy truck gradually accelerated and soon arrived at the traffic light, and then drove directly across the stop line.

According to the normal driving route, the heavy truck should turn left and then pass in front of Qin Yang, but when the heavy truck rushed across the stop line, the car suddenly made a huge roar, accelerated suddenly, and the car turned right suddenly, aiming straight at Qin Yang's car and crashed into it.

At the moment when the heavy truck accelerated to turn right, Qin Yang had already noticed something wrong.

His eyes suddenly became as sharp as a knife. Almost at the moment when he noticed that something was wrong with the heavy truck, his right hand had already landed on the gear of the car, and then he quickly shifted the gear and stepped on the accelerator. The tire suddenly rubbed violently on the ground, and the car rushed forward like an arrow from a string.

Qin Yang reacted quickly, and the car rushed out quickly. However, when the heavy truck rushed through the parking line and accelerated to turn right, it was only less than seven or eight meters away from Qin Yang's car. The distance of seven or eight meters is just a blink of an eye for the already accelerated truck.

Qin Yang's car had just rushed out half of the body, and the heavy truck had already hit it directly, hitting the back half of Qin Yang's car hard.

The heavy truck was very heavy and the speed was very fast, and the impact force was very terrible.

The car driven by Qin Yang was like a weightless piece of broken paper, which was directly hit and moved sideways, and then hit the flower bed on the side of the road hard.

The back half of the car driven by Qin Yang was instantly dented, twisted, and broken, and then turned into twisted scrap metal.

The position of the cab where Qin Yang was also twisted to a certain degree, and Qin Yang's whole body hit the door next to him heavily, making a muffled sound.

Qin Yang ignored the dizziness in his head, opened the seat belt, and pushed the door, but found that the door was locked because of the twist and could not be pushed open.

Qin Yang supported himself with both hands, shrank his body, and squatted in the driver's seat. He held the seat and steering wheel with both hands, gathered his internal energy with his right foot, and kicked out suddenly, kicking hard at the lock.

"Bang!"

The door seemed to be hit hard by a battering ram, and it bounced open directly.

Qin Yang bounced up and jumped out of the car in a fish jump posture, supporting himself on the ground with both hands, and then rolled over and left his car, then half-crouched on the ground, looking at the cab of the heavy truck with a vigilant look.

In the cab, a man in his forties was lying on the steering wheel, motionless, and his life or death was unknown.

Qin Yang looked around cautiously, but found that there were no suspicious people or cars around. The surroundings were quiet and empty.

Qin Yang stood up from the ground, shook his dizzy head, felt a little hot on his head, reached out and touched it, and found that the area above his forehead was broken and blood was flowing.

Qin Yang reached out and wiped the blood flowing to his eyebrows, and then walked carefully to the heavy truck.

The driver of the heavy truck was a middle-aged man. His head hit the steering wheel heavily, blood was flowing on his forehead, his eyes were closed, and he seemed to have fainted.

Qin Yang smashed the tempered glass on the door with his elbow, and then opened the door from the inside.

As soon as he opened the door, Qin Yang couldn't help but narrow his eyes and his nose twitched twice.

Alcohol!

Qin Yang smelled a strong smell of alcohol in this narrow cab, and the smell was very strong.

Drunk driving! Or even drunk driving!

But this traffic accident, is it just a coincidence?

What a coincidence, it just happened to me?

Qin Yang reached out and touched the man's neck. He was not dead, but probably fainted due to severe shock.

Qin Yang did not touch him, but took out his mobile phone and called 110 and 120 respectively.

After thinking about it, Qin Yang took out his phone and called Qiao Wei.

Something was a little strange. Qin Yang hoped that Qiao Wei could help him investigate. After all, she was a police officer and it was legitimate to do this.

Qin Yang could ask Huo Jinhai for help directly, but he would ask him for help whenever there was something. This might increase the possibility of exposing Qin Yang's identity as an agent. After all, there were still many capable people among his opponents.

"What, you had a car accident, how are you... at the door of Yanyan's house... wait, I'll come right over."

Qiao Wei was watching TV at home at this time. She had no time to rest. She heard that Qin Yang had a car accident and almost died. Her tone was very anxious. When she was about to hang up the phone, Qiao Wei suddenly remembered something.

"Have you told Yanyan about this?"

Qin Yang shook his head and said, "No, it's so late now, telling her will only make her worry in vain. I'm fine, let's talk about it tomorrow."

Qiao Wei snorted, "Although you are kind, be careful of being blamed by her in the future."

Qin Yang smiled, "I know, come quickly."

Qiao Wei knew that she couldn't change Qin Yang's mind. Men like him usually bear the big things silently and won't let the people they care about worry with him.

Perhaps this is a one-sided protective psychology of men, or perhaps women don't actually want this. They would rather know what happened, even if they may not be able to help, but maybe this is what men are like.

When Qiao Wei saw Qin Yang, he was already in the hospital. Qin Yang and the fainted driver were both sent to the hospital. Qin Yang's bleeding head was also simply treated and examined. It was just a bruise, and there was no big problem.

Compared with Qin Yang, the driver was much more seriously injured and is still in a state of fainting. According to the doctor's examination, it will take some time for him to wake up.

The doctor took a blood test and found that the alcohol content was already very high, and he was actually driving under the influence.

"Qin Yang, is your head okay?"

Qin Yang smiled at Qiao Wei who was rushing over: "It was just a bump, it's okay."

Qiao Wei frowned and said: "What happened?"

Qin Yang shook his head: "The truck driver is still unconscious, I'm not sure if this is an accident or a deliberate murder. I asked you to come here to help me check it out. I'm worried if I ask someone else."

Thinking of the car accident just now, Qin Yang still had some lingering fears: "You know, if I had reacted half a second slower, I would have been smashed into pieces by that heavy truck just like my car..."