Rong Jun felt an unknown premonition in his heart, and no one answered his phone.
I immediately took a taxi back to my residence and saw an ambulance and police car at a nearby intersection.
Song Yanxi, who had stopped breathing, was carried onto a stretcher, and Rong Jun rushed forward, “Yanxi”
When he saw Song Yanxi’s miserable situation, Rong Jun felt that the bones in his body were dismantled one by one, and even his pores were hurt.
The heart contracted violently, and it was about to explode, and it hurt so much that it cramped, and the whole person was cramping as if he was about to die.
Song Yanxi’s death was closed due to a drunk driving accident.
The police handed over all Song Yanxi’s relics to Rong Jun.
It was the bag and a mobile phone that Song Yanxi carried that day.
Rong Jun took Song Yanxi’s belongings unconsciously and returned to his residence. Song Yanxi’s shadows were everywhere, and the things in his hand accidentally fell to the ground.
The phone broke. Rong Jun picked up Song Yanxi’s belongings with distress. He saw a small black thing in the broken phone. After a closer look, it turned out to be a wiretap.
In China, Lu Shaochen and a group of friends were indulging in the “Night” leisure and entertainment club.
Lu Shaochen poured wine with a cup of wine, and his mind was filled with the scene of Song Yanxi’s tragic death.
His hands were shaking even when he was holding the wine.
Only when you are drunk can you forget everything.