The crowd scrambled to save him, working together to push the noodle car away.

Yan Lixia struggled to hold the two children in her arms, with tears on her face, and said:

"Si Chen, go and save people, quickly!"

"Are you injured anywhere?" Si Chen quickly checked Yan Lixia, mother and son.

Seeing that she had a superficial wound, he breathed a sigh of relief and asked again:

"Is there any pain in your bones or body?"

He was worried about broken bones or internal bleeding.

Yan Lixia shook his head, and Si Chen stood up with confidence and walked towards the car.

"Si Chen, go and help arrest him, the driver has escaped!"

The people who worked together to push away the noodles were all neighbors in the area.

Some people also lived in the Invalid Army Courtyard and were old friends of Grandma Sichen. They kept asking:

"There are a group of our old friends here, hurry up and chase them!"

"Yes, some of our neighbors are chasing us, but they all have old arms and legs, so I'm afraid they won't be able to catch up!"

Si Chen had already run out, and the voices of his grandparents floated behind him.

Ahead, the driver had already run onto the street.

Hot on my heels were my eldest uncle and my second uncle, who were also doing morning exercises in the park.

After the accident happened, they were the first to chase him out.

However, how can a person who is around seventy years old be so fast?

Si Chen shouted from behind: "Uncle and grandpa, break his legs!"

My great-uncle suddenly reacted, stopped, took out his pistol, and took aim——

boom!

A loud bang!

The driver who caused the accident was hit hard by another car that was speeding by.

Si Chen stood on the side of the road and watched helplessly as the driver who caused the accident was hit and flew nearly ten meters!

You can imagine how fast that car was running.

It takes sufficient distance and galloping speed to cause such a large impact force.

Si Chen and his two uncles and uncles were immediately stunned on the spot.

Before they could react, the person who hit someone in the face suddenly reversed the car rapidly.

"Hey, what, what does this mean?" My uncle and grandpa looked confused and stared.

The second uncle and grandpa frowned, thinking.

Si Chen suddenly reacted: "No! I want to silence you!"

As he spoke, Si Chen rushed out like lightning.

After reversing for a short distance, a person slowly climbed up from the ground in front of us. It was the original driver who caused the accident.

The driver who caused the accident seemed to have realized something. He limped and struggled desperately to get into the breakfast shop next to him.

However, the speed of the face was faster, and she used all her strength to crash into him again!

boom!

Another loud noise!

The driver who caused the accident was hit hard and flew towards the breakfast restaurant.

There is a pot on the briquette stove at the entrance of the store, and in the pot are steamed buns.

The moment he hit him, the pot on the stove was completely knocked over.

Four or five layers of steaming steamed buns and steamed buns were all covered on his body and face, and a large area of ​​steamed buns was scattered beside him.

But the driver who caused the accident didn't even make a sound.

Si Chen quickly ran towards the breakfast shop, trying to see the yellow license plate number——

There is no license plate number!

The front wheel turned on the spot and sped towards the road, escaping at high speed.

Only Si Chen, who had not yet arrived, was left with the black diesel exhaust fumes filling the sky.

The minivans of later generations all burned gasoline.

But the batch of yellow vehicles that Longcheng is about to put into the market are large-displacement diesel vehicles.

Noodles, noodles, as the name suggests, minivans make taxis.

In 1989, there were no official taxis in Dragon City.

Although taxi companies were established in the 1970s, they were all tricycles at first.

There are less than ten cars, and they are expensive to rent. They are not used around the streets to solicit customers. They are not taxis in the ordinary sense.

Ordinary people cannot afford such a taxi.

The working-class taxis are tricycles.

Beginning this year, Longcheng Taxi Company has prepared a batch of taxis, uniformly painted in yellow with black stripes on the body.

They look like little bees, and people also call them little bees.

What Si Chen couldn't understand was why two little bees appeared in succession?

Isn’t Little Bee officially put on the market yet?

This thing is definitely not a coincidence!

When I ran to the breakfast shop, the man lying behind the coal stove was covered in buns and steamed buns.

People who were having breakfast in the store also came out to watch.

Although people these days are warm-hearted, the man's condition is too terrifying and no one dares to step forward.

Even the shop owner and his wife stood there helplessly, clutching their aprons stained with flour, unable to say a word for a long time.

The man lying on the ground had his neck tilted at a strange angle, as if it had been broken, with only a layer of skin remaining.

The arms and legs were bent in incredible directions at an angle that defied physics.

The large pool of blood on the ground slowly spread out.

died!

This is the first judgment given by Si Chen.

He squatted down and checked the other person's breathing to confirm that he was indeed dead.

The other party was so cruel that he killed someone and silenced him.

There was no surveillance, no license plate number, no Internet, and we were not in an era where everyone had a mobile phone. The other party's method could be described as vicious and clean.

This clue is considered broken.

An unknown fire burned fiercely in Si Chen's heart, but he knew that he could not mess up his position.

Taking a deep breath, he stood up and asked:

"Dear neighbors, has anyone seen what kind of person is driving the car over there?"

In the crowd, suddenly a young man with a chicken coop said:

"Hey, Boss Si, do you know this guy on the ground? Tsk, I'm afraid it's going to be more serious than bad!"

Si Chen looked sideways and saw that it was Wan Hong's neighbor.

What a coincidence, this person is also the person who helped Si Chen some time ago——

Song Tianjin wanted to lure Zhao Yi and asked Si Chen to help find a blind date sitter.

This young man in Jiwotou is one of the blind date sitters.

"I don't know him." Si Chen denied it directly and did not plan to explain more.

What the truth of the matter is, he himself has not yet figured out.

Saying something hastily now can easily lead to misinformation and very strange consequences.

Chinese people like to watch the excitement and add their own conjectures when spreading gossip.

At this moment, two uncles and uncles came running out of breath and asked:

"What's going on? Yo! Dead?"

The second uncle and grandpa were afraid that the old man was quick to talk, so he quickly took over the conversation:

"It's gone, it's gone, it's all gone. We have to protect the scene and we must not destroy it!"

As he spoke, he winked at Si Chen and said:

"Boy, do me a favor and ask everyone what happened at the scene."

Si Chen immediately understood, stopped the crowd to the other side, and asked again:

"Has anyone seen the driver?"

The two uncles and uncles often assisted the police in handling cases, and the old neighbors nearby knew about it and assumed that Si Chen was helping the two elders.

As a result, the young man in Jiwotou immediately said:

"The man was wearing black clothes, which were completely covered. He also wore a skull mask, and even his hands were wearing black gloves."
Chapter completed!