"Baby, my baby!"

The young mother cried and rushed out of the bus. Twenty meters away from the bus, the owner of the private car also quickly got off the bus to check the situation. The child was lying there three or four meters ahead of the private car.

The carriage was messy, and most people were stuck by the door or window to watch. A few enthusiastic people hesitated a little and ran over with their children's mother.

"What happened?"

"It seems that the child is naughty and hasn't stood up and jumped out, right?"

"I've seen him jumping around in the seat for a long time and I've been trying to remind him, alas."

"The bus driver is in trouble now..."

The passengers were discussing each other, but no one knew the truth.

Xia Ren did not rush down, but looked into the car and glanced back and forth at them.

"Who is it?"

Whose hand is that?

Who is so cruel?

A cry suddenly came from his ears. Xia Ren turned his head and looked at the couple together. His wife was holding a baby who was under a year old in her arms, coaxing her.

"Good, be good, don't cry or cry."

The husband with eyes next to him reached out to touch the child's cheek.

Xia Ren's eyes gradually became surprised.

This man's hands were a little pale.

But then he saw the ring on the other party's ring finger.

I didn't wear anything on my hand just now.

"It's not them."

But who did this?

Put a living life to death!

The bus driver was calling the police while getting off the bus. Seeing this, the other passengers stopped staying in the bus.

After a while, the road was already showing signs of congestion. The private car was lit and there was a circle of people in front of the car.

Xia Ren also got out of the car to check the situation.

He squeezed through the crowd and saw the young mother holding the child in her arms and holding her chest, crying constantly, while the child's neck was hanging on her shoulder at a strange angle, obviously breaking.

The cervical spine suffered such a serious injury, obviously no longer help.

"Husband, let's stop watching..."

Behind Xia Ren, the wife who was holding the baby just now said.

"It's such a pity for such a young child." The husband sighed.

Xia Ren looked at the onlookers for a while, but still couldn't see that there was a suspicious person, so he planned to leave.

He could not tell others about the process he had just witnessed without evidence, otherwise it would be very likely to cause trouble. There were surveillance on the bus. If the police station checked it, it should be possible to find the murderer.

If he calls the police at this time and cannot escape, what if he sees his figure in a blur when checking the surveillance camera, how should he explain?

Xia Ren walked to the side of the road and planned to call a taxi back. He saw that the couple had stopped one of them just now. His wife took the baby and got into the car first. However, the husband turned around and looked at the direction of the crowd and said again with great regret:

"What a pity..."

The moment he turned around and entered the car, Xia Ren saw the corner of his mouth and outlined a... cruel curve!

He was stunned and stood there.

As the car door closed, the couple quickly moved away.

Xia Ren came to his senses and a chill rose inexplicably along his spinal cord. In this bright sunlight, he felt chill all over his body.

Is that man with glasses the murderer?

A storm broke out in his heart.

What to do, do you want to chase after it?

But even if you catch up with it, what should I do if I have no evidence?

The man with glasses was obviously not an infected person. He wanted to take a crowbar to the other party and then send it to the police station?

At this moment, a taxi was parked beside him. The driver honked the horn twice and pulled Xia Ren out of his thoughts.

"Girl, can you take the bus?"

Xia Ren was about to agree, but suddenly saw a person out of the corner of his eyes. He was stunned and refused, "Don't sit."

The person who came here was Ping Shiqing. She was wearing short-sleeved clothes and was light-fitting. To Xia Ren's surprise, she was holding hands with an old man with gray hair, looking intimate and looking very close.

"this……"

As a neurosurgeon, Ping Shiqing should not be short of money. Is it just so good?

More importantly, the old man Xia Ren also knew him, Professor Zhang who played chess with him in Sun Aihong Community.

The surnames are different, so it is impossible for them to be grandfather and grandson, right?

Tsk, you are disrespectful to the old, you are disrespectful to the old!

Xia Ren smashed his mouth, and there are so many strange things I have encountered recently.

Seeing Ping Shiqing getting into the crowd, Xia Ren hesitated for a moment and walked back.

"I'm a doctor, let me do it!"

When Ping Shiqing saw the blood on the ground and the child who was held in her arms by a woman, she immediately understood what was going on.

She used to roll up her sleeves and found that she was wearing a short-sleeved shirt today. The woman was in despair. She suddenly heard the word "Doctor" and looked at her with her eyes looking forward to it. Then she carefully placed her child on the ground.

"Please, I'm just such a child, you must save him!"

She knelt on the ground, with her hair disheveled.

Ping Shiqing's expression instantly entered a serious mode. She didn't say a word, and first touched the child's neck, but she felt a slap under her skin. Her hands trembled and her eyes changed.

Open your eyelids again, and with the help of sunlight, you can see that the pupils inside have completely spread and have no reaction to the light.

Heartbeat, pulse, breathing, and other important signs of survival all disappear.

Ping Shiqing originally looked at the blood on the child's head and thought she had broken her scalp. She was far from expecting that the matter would be so serious.

This child probably died on the spot the moment the car accident occurred. Not to mention her, even a god could not save her.

Ping Shiqing originally wanted to tell the truth to her mother, but looking at the other party's expectant gaze, it seemed like she had grabbed a life-saving straw. She kept her words in her mouth, but she couldn't say it.

She pursed her lips, put her hands on the child's chest, pressing them one by one. Although she knew it was futile, she still wanted to do her best to stay in the world.

This is a troubled neighborhood, with all kinds of shops on both sides. Some of the onlookers find it boring, some have their own affairs and keep leaving, but then more people will come.

The crowd gathered more and more, and most of them dispersed until the ambulance came.

The owner of the white private car and the bus driver squatted on the curb together. The two middle-aged men looked at each other and saw something from each other's eyes. They tacitly handed a cigarette, sighed, and everything was silent.

May there be no naughty kids or Lord Xiong in the world.

Ping Shiqing looked at the woman crying and sent her child's body to the ambulance. She didn't know what she was feeling. Xia Ren was about to step forward when she saw Professor Zhang, who was covered in white hair, hugging her shoulders and whispering comfort.

It was originally a very harmonious side, but Xia Ren felt awkward no matter how he looked at it.

Old thing!

He complained in his heart.

"Old thing! Let her go!"

Suddenly, an angry voice shouted out what Xia Ren didn't say.

Which hero is this?

Xia Ren looked curiously and found that he was really a brave man. He looked about twenty-seven or eight years old. The muscular man stood not far away with his short hair and holding a large bouquet of roses in his hand.

"Shiqing, you rejected me just to be with this old man?"

The strong man walked towards this side with a big strode, looking sad and angry, gritting his teeth with hatred.

After this sound, the onlookers who had not yet dispersed the car accident all looked over.
Chapter completed!