The few next to them are dressed like a female reporter, but the logos of other media were hung on their chests.

I heard that someone here was talking about the situation of the victims in the car, so these people were also talking to me.

"Have you heard that the car can drive normally in addition to some mud and scratched on the outside!" said a woman wearing glasses.

The young man wearing a blue coat next to him said, "It's not just these. I heard that the people in the car died inexplicably without any injuries."

...

Gossip chat, expanding the range from Mo Chen in a whirlpool manner to the surrounding area.

Mo Chen secretly combined the words of these people and roughly learned about the situation of the victims in the car.

All the people inside the car buried alive under the tunnel were killed. Surprisingly, when the car was dug out of the soil, rescuers saw the police in the car and the suspects, sitting upright.

It seemed that the tunnel collapsed suddenly, and the people in the car had no time to react and their short life was suddenly over.

If the disaster comes, it will lead to irresistible consequences, then dying without perception may be considered a blessing in disguise for the parties involved.

But what is puzzling is how could all the people in the car be so upright?

It was like a dummy model placed in a glass window. Except for the driver, the rest of the people were spreading their hands on their legs, and their waists were straight.

Even when the rescue team was excavated, these people were still staring at the front with their eyes wide open and their eyes were dull, as if they had been caught by someone.

The reporters who were waiting to continue to capture the news still held the food and refused to go back, and there were also some people watching the fun nearby.

Mo Chen and his friends squeezed out of the crowd. They came to inquire about the progress of the rescue team. Since they had already received the news, there was no need to continue to waste time.

The three of them walked away from the crowd, and Mo Chen said, "Did you find out that time is not right."

"Are you talking about rumors?" Meng Xinyao understood Mo Chen's meaning in seconds, and Mo Chen nodded with relief.

Mo Chen said, "I heard that the rescue team pulled out the buried car from the ruins early this morning. But Xiao Meng, you said, you received malicious gifts yesterday, and Haiting also saw those malicious remarks condemning him on the Internet.

If you count this way, there is a person who is interested behind the scenes. He was just creating public opinion to test pressure on Haiting. Unfortunately, these rumors came true this morning. If Haiting did not happen to confirm, he would probably not recognize the rumors and the people behind the scenes would be the truth."

Meng Xinyao stomped her feet in a hurry and sighed repeatedly, "But where should I find him now!...What should I do~~ah..."

Just as the three of them were hesitating, Zhan Peng looked around boredly. Suddenly he pointed to the communication tower in the distance and shouted, "Hey, is that Haiting?"

Mo Chen and Meng Xinyao immediately looked in the direction of Zhan Peng's finger. The communication tower was about four or five hundred meters away from them. There was a person climbing up the tower with difficulty.

Although I couldn't see the man's face clearly, Meng Xinyao only glanced at the man's clothes and shouted in dismay, "It's Haiting! I recognize his clothes."

Zhan Peng's voice just now attracted the attention of the reporters waiting for the news. As soon as Meng Xinyao said that, although they didn't know what Meng Xinyao and the others were talking about, they saw where Meng Xinyao was referring to, and a man was climbing upwards from the communication tower.

This group of people holding cameras, a few people were squeezed behind the crowd, and as soon as they saw that there was another news here, they immediately ran over to the communication tower.

The speed was much faster than that of Mo Chen and his friends who were worried about the comfort of the person involved. I wonder who in the crowd shouted "Someone is going to commit suicide!" As soon as this was said, more people ran over under the communication tower.

Under the communication tower, Mo Chen panted and shouted at the people on the tower, "Haiting, come down quickly!"

The person who was climbing the tower was stunned. He grabbed the crossbar of the tower with both hands and looked down at him. He was probably just calculating up, but he had never seen how high he had climbed under him.

At this time, when Mo Chen called, he saw the height he was at. He was really shocked and his legs trembled. But it was also when he bowed his head, Mo Chen and others saw his face. The man was indeed Haiting.

Meng Xinyao immediately cried and shouted loudly to Haiting above, "Haiting! Come down quickly. It's too dangerous. If you have anything to say, can't we say it well! Woo woo woo woo..."

Mo Chen clenched his fists and made up his mind. He said to Zhan Peng, "Go quickly, there is a rescue team next to them. They must have rescue mats and other things. Please help them in case he falls down in a while."

"Okay!" Zhan Peng responded, and just as he was about to turn around, Zhan Peng asked Mo Chen, "What about you?"

Mo Chen took off his coat and threw it on the ground, rolled up the sleeves of his T-shirt, and said, "I'll go and pull him down!"

After saying that, Mo Chen jumped onto the railing on the lower floor of the communication tower and climbed upwards.

Zhan Peng said to Meng Xinyao, "Stop talking to Haiting, so I won't be busy." After that, he turned around and ran away to seek help from the rescue team.

The crowd became even more turbulent. Someone actually recognized Hai Ting and shouted, "Isn't this the anchor who made trouble a while ago?"

The person next to him asked, "What anchor? He is quite famous?"

The former replied, "No!" He pointed in the direction of the tunnel, "He was the innocent clerk who was regarded as a fugitive anchor, but the clerk was buried there alive."

Mo Chen had just started climbing, and the communication tower was very steep. Even though he was anxious, the speed was not fast.

In addition, the gossip behind him has a loud voice, especially on this empty road, which makes the voice even louder.

Mo Chen only felt that the man's voice was very familiar, so he stopped and looked back.

I saw that the speaker was still pointing fingers with the onlookers around me, telling Hai Ting's "story".

Although the person who spoke was wearing a baseball cap, Mo Chen still saw the face under his hat while he looked up slightly. The man was the takeaway rider who had delivered rice noodles to him before.

However, he did not wear the work clothes of a takeaway rider today, but a rat-skin gray jacket.

If he hadn't been worried about Haiting's safety, Mo Chen would have to jump down, catch this person, and argue with him carefully. Who is he? Why did he hurt them again and again, and he always wanted to kill them.

It’s a pity that Zhan Peng was just now being sent away by Mo Chen. Otherwise, Zhan Peng would still be able to take a look at him. Who is this person?!

At this time, the speaker faced Mo Chen's four eyes, and evil appeared on the corners of his lips, symbolizing a victory-like smile.

He swayed like that, under Mo Chen's gaze, quietly led the crowd and left secretly.
Chapter completed!