"Where did the truck go? Why can't I find it?" I panicked.
It was around 9 p.m., and it was dark on the 318 National Route. I grabbed the steering wheel, pressed the accelerator to the bottom, and stared at the road ahead.
Snake Girl looked at the map in the back seat and said, "Brother Xiang, there is a fork in the road five kilometers ahead. It seems that you can go directly to the north of Zheduo Mountain. The truck may have gone down the fork."
Mi Niang Razhen's face was ugly. She grasped the handrail tightly with her right hand and suddenly pointed forward in fear and shouted: "People! Look at the road! Look at the road!"
I was just about to say, I’m watching, what’s your name?
Suddenly, the high-beam headlights dimly illuminated a person lying in the middle of the national road. I couldn't tell whether it was a human being or not, because he seemed to have no head.
Now the speed exceeds 100 kilometers per hour, and a distance of several hundred meters can be reached in the blink of an eye.
I pressed the brakes as hard as I could! Turn the steering wheel sharply to the left!
The rear wheels of the car locked up, and the huge braking inertia caused the three of us to fall forward instantly!
Miniang Razhen and I were both wearing seat belts, but the snake girl was not, so she hit the back of the car seat! The old lady who had been dead for three days rushed to the front of the car because no one was catching her!
In an instant, the old lady's entire upper body lay on Mi Niang Razhen's lap.
The clothes covering the old lady's face were also thrown away. What is the state of a person who has been dead for three days? The eyes are closed tightly, the face is dark, the lips are blue, and yellow water is constantly flowing out of the nose.
"ah!!"
A high-decibel scream sounded, which stung my eardrums.
The car shook for a while and its speed gradually dropped.
The snake girl looked painful and covered her forehead. She immediately helped her mother back.
Miniang Razhen closed her eyes, waved her hands wildly, and shouted: "Take it away! Take it away! Take it away quickly!"
I held the steering wheel and gasped for breath and asked, "Then... was that a person? We ran over him."
Miniang Razhen's forehead was covered with sweat. She also panted and said, "It's not wrong! He is lying alone in the middle of the road! Well...it seems like there is nothing above the neck."
"Call... call the police! Yes! I want to call the police!"
"What are you doing! Stop!"
"We didn't hit him to death! It must have been hit by another car! Why did you call the police!"
She was holding her cell phone, looking panicked, and said urgently: "Then we should call the police! We are not the perpetrators! But if we run away now, our behavior will be considered an escape! I will call the police now!"
I pulled over the car, put on the handbrake, turned around and snatched her phone away.
"Are you really stupid? Who would believe it if you said it wasn't you who hit you? It would be weird if people didn't blackmail you!"
"It's dark here, not to mention surveillance cameras! There's not even a streetlight! You said you didn't hit it! Who can testify for you!"
After listening to my words, she gasped continuously and nodded in panic: "Yes, you are right! We can't call the police! Let's get out of here quickly!"
I took the flashlight, got out of the car and looked at the wheels.
It can be clearly seen that there are some blood stains on the tires.
The high beam flashed sharply just now. Judging from the shape of his clothes, the person lying in the middle of the road must be a man. I made a random guess that he might have been drunk and fell asleep in the middle of the road and was run over by a large car, or for some other reason.
Get in the car, close the door, and light the fire.
I deliberately did not mention this matter, and turned to ask the co-pilot, Mi Niang Razhen: "As a local, you should know that there is a fork in the road ahead where you can go. Where is it?"
She swallowed her saliva and replied: "Going down from there, it seems to lead to the fruit and mushroom garden owned by Tianpei Ranch. It is very large, with dozens of acres of land.
I held the steering wheel with one hand, folded the map, looked at it, and studied it again.
It took ten minutes for the traffic police to check the car. My speed did not exceed 100, and the national highway was completely dark. The truck with the tail number 641 had a local license plate number. It could not go too fast when driving normally, and it should be a heavy truck.
The map showed that there was only a fork in the road ahead. I chased it for so long and didn’t even see a taillight. There was a high probability that the truck went down the fork.
I turned around and said, "You are going to Yajiang. We are about to go down the fork in the road. How about I leave you here? It's not far anyway. There should be a car passing by later. You are looking for a ride."
It was dark outside the car window, and Mi Niang Razhen shook her head repeatedly: "No, it's too dark here. I don't want to stay here alone! No matter what you are going to do, I will go with you."
In the back row, Snake Girl suddenly said: "Brother Xiang, get me some toilet paper."
I handed the paper to her, and the snake girl took it, then lowered her head to wipe the orange juice flowing from her mother's nose.
Miniang Razhen caught a glimpse of the old lady's face through the rearview mirror. She immediately turned her head and leaned against the window, "vomit!" and started retching.
After a minute or two, she suddenly pouted, tears welled up in her eyes, and she started sobbing.
"Why are you crying?"
"I didn't kidnap you, why are you crying?"
As soon as I told her, she sobbed harder, but she wouldn't say why she was crying.
"Just wipe it."
I casually handed her a wad of toilet paper.
She opened the paper and was about to wipe her tears when suddenly she screamed "Yeah" again.
"Sorry, sorry! I didn't notice, this paper has been used."
I quickly threw the paper with orange bits stuck on it out of the window.
Drive down from the 318 intersection and follow the dirt road to the west. The surrounding area gradually turns into a forest path, and you can see acres and acres of neatly pruned apple trees.
Across the apple tree park, there is a row of small brick houses with open doors and low-power light bulbs in the courtyard.
I got out of the car and gently closed the door. Before I could say anything, I heard the sound of dogs barking from the yard.
I turned around and whispered, "You two stay in the car and wait for me. Don't go anywhere."
The snake girl got out of the car directly, closed the door and said, "Brother Xiang, I'll go with you."
Miniang Razhen glanced at the rearview mirror and couldn't help but pull the door open and get out of the car. She said she didn't dare to stay in the car alone because she was afraid.
So, the three of us sneaked towards the small courtyard.
When I got to the door, I peeked in secretly.
I saw the truck with the tail number 641 at a glance. At the same time, the big wolf dog chained in the yard also saw me and yelled crazily at the gate.
The snake girl squinted her eyes and looked at the big wolf dog chained in the yard.
In the darkness, her orange pupils looked like cold-blooded animals.
The wolfdog looked at her for a few seconds, then suddenly whined twice and got back into the kennel with its tail between its legs, not daring to come out.
I don’t know what the people who live here do for a living. I saw that there were many raincloths fanning the courtyard, and I didn’t know what the bulging things were under the raincloths.
Without saying a word, I slowly approached the truck with gentle steps. I climbed up on the wheels and looked into the truck.
Empty, nothing.
Where is my bag? ? I'll pack it! ?
I turned my head sharply and looked at the lighted hut, thinking: "Damn, you really have the guts of a leopard, you dare to hack even my things."
Pulling out the knife and holding it in my hand, I hunched over and trotted over.
Telling her to say goodbye, I stood on tiptoes and looked in through the window.
There were two men and one woman in the room, a total of three people. The two men looked to be in their forties, one tall and one short. They were sitting on the sofa smoking a cigarette.
The woman was younger, slightly more attractive, wearing a red pajamas, with her hair disheveled, and was pacing back and forth anxiously.
The next second, the two men and one woman looked at the table at the same time.
There was a large zippered black bag on the table, and the zipper had been completely unzipped.
That's my bag.
