"Master, Huaken Golden Seat, can you go there?"
The driver looked at her and hesitated for a moment, Yang Zhao thought he was refusing again, but the driver nodded to her after a moment of silence, and said in a low voice, "Get in the car."
Yang Zhao couldn't believe her ears. She said to the driver: "Great, just wait for me! I have something to move." Yang Zhao had to speak loudly to let her voice pass through the thunder and rain. into each other's ears.
Yang Zhao didn't care about the umbrella anymore, she carried the package to the side of the car, stuffed the suitcase into the back seat, then walked around to the passenger seat and got in the car.
The windows were rolled up, the doors were closed, and the heavy rain was finally cut off.
Yang Zhao was drenched all over and got wet as soon as she sat down on the chair. She noticed this too, and she said to the driver with some embarrassment: "I'm sorry, I'm drenched, I'll give you more money later." The driver shook his head, "No need."
He started the car, Turn around and drive towards Huaken Golden Seat.
The car drove very slowly, but it has been very stable. The driver may be afraid of splashing water to put out the engine. The driver drove very carefully.
This driver was different from the previous one. He didn't chat a word while driving, and Yang Zhao couldn't hear anything except the sound of rain and windshield wipers.
Her hair was a little heavy, and she thought she might have just been frozen.
In a daze, she saw the taxi driver's information board in front of the passenger seat, and Yang Zhao glanced unconsciously.
One-inch photos are everyone's nightmare, but this driver did a pretty good job. The man in the photo has short dry hair, no extra expressions on his face, and is upright.
Yang Zhao looked down.
Chen Mingsheng's
car number: J4763
J4763
Yang Zhao recited it silently in her heart, she felt vaguely familiar with this string of numbers. Suddenly, she remembered.
J4763——Isn't this the license plate number of the driver who fought with Yang Jintian a few days ago?
Yang Zhao sat up straight, out of the corner of her eye, the driver was driving intently and didn't notice her.
The last time at the police station, Chen Mingsheng stood in a dark corner, and Yang Zhao didn't see his face clearly from the beginning to the end. Yang Zhao didn't know if that person was him or not.
But she vaguely remembered his voice. In the noisy police station, Yang Zhao remembered his voice. His voice was very calm, and he didn't quarrel with Yang Zhao.
Remembering that he told her to get in the car just now, Yang Zhao knew that this person was standing in the corner that day.
He paused when he just rolled down the window, maybe because he recognized her.
Yang Zhao felt a little uncomfortable. This man didn't have to take her in, but he still let her get into the car. He didn't say anything, as if he didn't know her.
Maybe... Yang Zhao thought darkly, maybe he was afraid that she would ask him for money.
After Yang Zhao thought about it, the car suddenly swayed violently and then stopped. Yang Zhao glanced out, and he was already very close to Huaken Golden Seat. But this is not the car the driver parked, the last thing that happened happened, the taxi turned off when passing a ditch.
You cannot try to ignite a car that is stalled in the water. Yang Zhao said to the driver, "Let's go down and try to push it. I'm familiar with this. It's not too deep here, so we should be able to push it out."
The driver held the steering wheel, she didn't know what he was thinking about, Yang Zhao called him again, and he didn't react. He said to Yang Zhao, "It's very close, get out of the car and walk over."
Yang Zhao said, "It's okay, I can push it for you."
The driver shook his head, "No, you can go."
Yang Zhao felt a little dissatisfied, she felt that Chen Mingsheng was stingy, so if you don't use it, you don't need it. Yang Zhao took out the money from her wallet, the exact change, put it in the car frame in front of Chen Mingsheng, and got out of the car without saying a word.
The rain was still overwhelming.
Yang Zhao went to the back seat to take out the delivery box, and Chen Mingsheng sat motionless in the driver's seat during the whole process.
Yang Zhao closed the door and walked to the apartment.
After walking for a long distance, Yang Zhao turned his head and saw Chen Mingsheng was still sitting in the car and hadn't come out.
"Strange..." Yang Zhao muttered, then sneezed again, and she hurried back to the apartment.
Downstairs in the apartment building, Yang Zhao's pace slowed down. She couldn't care less about what happened tonight. The driver's behavior kept haunting her mind, making her feel like an evil person.
Finally, Yang Zhao put the courier box in the security room at the entrance of the courtyard and then turned back.
Along the way, Yang Zhao felt that she might be crazy.
As she thought about it, she kept walking towards the place where the car turned off just now.
Almost ten minutes have passed, and I don't know if the man has pushed the car away.
Yang Zhao turned a corner, and through the heavy rain, she saw the figure in the rain at a glance.
The driver was wearing black clothes, he didn't have an umbrella, and he pushed the rear of the car, trying to get the car out of the puddle. Yang Zhao walked over strangely, but the driver didn't see her.
Yang Zhao felt that the posture of the driver pushing the cart was a bit strange. When normal people push the cart, they lower their bodies, lower their center of gravity, and then push hard. He did turn sideways, using his left side completely against the car.
And...
Yang Zhao always felt that the driver's strength was a little weak.
When he pushed the cart, he felt very strenuous, and he always felt that he couldn't exert his strength. He is not the thin-and-frail type Yang Zhao thinks this person's figure is quite strong.
After a while, the driver may feel that the push is a bit strenuous. He came to the door and wanted to shake the steering wheel.
In the two short steps he walked from the back of the car to the door, Yang Zhao finally understood where the strange thing was. When the driver walked, he dragged his right leg with his right hand, and his whole leg was very stiff, making it very difficult for him to walk.
"This driver..." Yang Zhao raised his eyebrows.
No wonder the police handed him the note at that time.
Yang Zhao walked over.
At a distance of about ten meters, Chen Mingsheng spotted Yang Zhao. The moment he saw her, he immediately stood still. Yang Zhao walked to the back of the car and said to him, "Come on, let's push it out together."
Chen Mingsheng looked at Yang Zhao, the pouring rain was pouring between them, and their faces couldn't be seen clearly. Yang Zhao said to him, "You won't go out by yourself while standing in the car."
Chen Mingsheng lowered his head, and he dragged his legs to come to Yang Zhao's side.
Only then did Yang Zhao realize that Chen Mingsheng was tall.
They pushed the rear of the car, and there was one more person. Although she was a woman, she still had an extra strength. The car was successfully pushed out of the ditch.
Yang Zhao rolled up the legs of her wet trousers and said to Chen Mingsheng, "Would you like to try to see if it can start?"
Chen Mingsheng shook his head and said, "The engine is flooded, this car is too old, and the ignition link may break suddenly."
Yang Zhao only knew how to drive. She knew nothing about the structure of the car. She asked Chen Mingsheng, "What should I do?"
Chen Mingsheng said, "Push it aside and find someone from the repair shop."
"The repair shop?" Yang Zhao snorted, "Are you kidding, are you calling the people from the repair shop now? Can they come? Why is the repair shop so dedicated? Tell me, and I will also be their customer." Yang Zhao's series of questions silenced Chen Mingsheng. Suddenly, Yang Zhao stopped talking, and in the heavy rain, the two of them just got wet like this. After a while, Chen Mingsheng spoke first.
"You go, I'll take care of the rest."
Yang Zhao said, "The surrounding area is a development zone, and there is no place to stay. What are you going to do with it?"
Chen Mingsheng raised his eyes and glanced at her. The words just now were telling her to leave. This woman is not stupid, why did she pretend not to understand?
Yang Zhao wiped the rainwater from her face, it was wet immediately after wiping off. She didn't know what she was thinking, she said to Chen Mingsheng: "My house is nearby, you park your car beside me and take shelter from the rain."
For the first time in the whole night, Chen Mingsheng's expression changed, and he didn't seem to hear what Yang Zhao said. Yang Zhao said it to him again. Chen Mingsheng lowered his head and refused, "Thank you, no need."
Yang Zhao said, "I'm not afraid of you what are you afraid of?"
This aggressive method is naïve, but it's extra effective for men.
Chen Mingsheng frowned, and said, "It has nothing to do with that, you go first."
Yang Zhao said, "You still remember your grudge."
Chen Mingsheng raised his eyes and saw Yang Zhao looking at him in the heavy rain. Chen Mingsheng understood that Yang Zhao also recognized him. He lowered his head and said in a low voice, "It has nothing to do with that. I'm preparing the money and I'll give it to you soon."
Yang Zhao said, "I'm not asking you for money."
Chen Mingsheng didn't want to say anything more, he dragged his legs to open the car door and wanted to go in and sit down. As soon as he opened the door and sat down with difficulty, the door was held open by Yang Zhao. Yang Zhao looked down at him and said, "You refuse?" Chen Mingsheng didn't look at her, "I can solve it myself."
From Yang Zhao's point of view, I could just see the top of Chen Mingsheng's head. His hair was stuck together due to the rain. Chen Mingsheng's hair was short and hard, and even when it was soaked, the roots stood up. Yang Zhao looked at it for a while, then suddenly sneered and said, "I'm not discussing it with you."
Chen Mingsheng didn't speak.
Yang Zhao said lightly, "How many connections did you find to get this taxi's driver's license."
After she finished speaking, she felt that Chen Mingsheng's body froze and Yang Zhao's head was a little heavy, but her thoughts were still clear.
"I don't remember that there is a law in China that allows disabled people to drive taxis. I think the police at the police station seem to have a good relationship with you. Did they also contribute to the fraud? What did you do, give gifts? Bribes? You said if I report it to you, how will I punish you?"
Chen Mingsheng pressed his hand on his right leg, and he was holding his pants, almost clenched into a fist. Yang Zhao tilted his head and looked inside. Chen Mingsheng turned his head. Yang Zhao saw that his eyes were very dark. She wondered if it was an illusion caused by the rain. She felt that his eyes were so dark that they were shiny.
Chen Mingsheng's voice was filled with patient anger.
"What exactly do you want?"
Yang Zhao came back to his senses and said flatly, "I said, pull the car aside, and you go to my house to shelter from the rain. If you don't do what I say, then we'll just wait and see. "