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Faced with such a sudden situation, even Miyamoto Kiyohisa couldn't help but froze in place. After all, this section of the road was not a very dense traffic section, and because the gangster's hiding place had been known for a long time, this area had also been cleared for a long time. There has already been a traffic blockade. Logically speaking, there would never be such a big truck.

"Officer Megure, what's going on? I remember Uncle Zhengji said, didn't he ask the people from the traffic department to block all nearby roads? How did such a large vehicle break in?"

"Does it mean that the police officers in the traffic department haven't completed their tasks yet?"

Facing Miyamoto Kiyohisa's inquiry, Officer Megure also looked puzzled. Looking at the chaotic road under the overpass, Officer Megure also directly dialed the number of the Traffic Division.

"I'm the head of the search class one. Why did such a large truck break into the blocked road here? It even killed the gangster. Send someone over to deal with it quickly."

"What? Impossible. That large truck must have been parked in the area. Under our diversion and management just now, no large truck has entered that area at all. I can guarantee this!"

Hearing Officer Megure's question, the police officer opposite was also quite surprised, and then immediately assured him.

"Then you send some people over to deal with the scene. Because there was a car accident, the place is already in chaos. We still have to carry out the subsequent EOD operations, so I will leave this place to you."

After saying that, Officer Megure hung up the phone and turned to look at Miyamoto Kiyoshi.

"If that's the case, then so be it."

Miyamoto Kiyoshi originally wanted to say something, but when he saw his employees under the overpass giving him obscure gestures, he immediately changed the subject and ended the conversation.

"Okay, then I will take people to Didan High School to carry out explosive disposal work. After all, I don't know when the gangsters will set off those bombs."

Because he was a little anxious, Officer Memu nodded, immediately took his subordinates and rushed to Didan High School where the mock exam was being held.

……

"what's going on?"

Seeing the police leaving, Miyamoto Kiyoshi immediately came under the overpass and looked at the employees suspiciously.

"Boss, there's something wrong with this person!"

The employee in black pointed to the cab of the large truck with a somewhat serious look on his face.

"Something's wrong? What happened to him?"

While thinking about it, Miyamoto Kiyoshi walked around to the front of the car, climbed onto the armrest, and then saw the scene inside the car.

The driver was lying on the steering wheel, his forehead was covered with blood, and his neck was twisted in a weird posture.

"What's going on? He was driving a big truck like this, and he just hit and killed a person, and also hit the guardrail on the roadside. He died like this?"

Miyamoto Kiyoshi became even more confused and turned to look at the employees beside him.

"Did you see what he looked like when he came here just now?"

"I'm sorry, boss, all our attention was attracted by the gangsters just now. No one has seen what happened to the driver of this car. I have already asked everyone about this."

Hearing this, Miyamoto Kiyohisa frowned even more, but he did not blame these employees. After all, the instructions they received were just to keep an eye on the gangsters, and it was understandable that they did not notice the driver.

But the death of this driver was too noticeable.

At least in the many years that Miyamoto Kiyohisa has been alive, I have never heard of someone driving a large truck to send people to reincarnation, and even killing themselves. This traffic accident, in the eyes of Miyamoto Kiyoshi It revealed an indescribable strangeness.

Thinking of this, Miyamoto Kiyoshi directly opened the driver's door without waiting for the police from the Traffic Division to come and take over the accident scene.

Just like the scene he saw through the car window just now, the driver seemed to have been hit hard, and his head hit the steering wheel directly. This was still an era when iron steering wheels were quite popular, and the driver's forehead bones were not as hard as the steering wheel. At the moment of impact, his head was broken and blood flowed, and his neck was twisted into a strange shape due to the force.

But after studying it for a few seconds, Miyamoto Kiyoshi frowned even more.

"No, something is wrong in the cab."

Miyamoto Kiyohisa murmured to himself, but since he didn't find anything directly, after continuing to watch for a while, he heard the siren sounding and knew that the traffic police had arrived. In order to prevent unnecessary trouble, Miyamoto Kiyohisa Closed the driver's door.

However, the arrival of the traffic police solved Miyamoto Kiyoshi's doubts.

Because he does not sit in the front and passenger seats for a long time, and uses artificial intelligence to drive autonomously from time to time, Miyamoto Kiyoshi spends most of his time sitting in the back seat of the car.

As we all know, the seat belt in the back seat of a car has almost become a decoration, and Miyamoto Kiyoshi is no exception.

However, unlike Miyamoto Kiyoshi, the traffic police have a special obsession with things like seat belts, so when they inspected the scene, they immediately discovered that the truck driver did not fasten the safety belt when driving the vehicle. bring!

How is this going?

As a driver, he didn't even fasten his seat belt. Suddenly, an idea appeared in Miyamoto Kiyoshi's mind.

Perhaps this was not a simple traffic accident, but a deliberate murder, or even a suicide attempt. As for the target of the murder, it was the bomb prisoner who had said something strange not long ago.

"It seems like someone is targeting me."

As the thoughts took shape in his mind, Miyamoto Kiyoshi narrowed his eyes.

As the results of another inspection by the traffic police came out, Miyamoto Kiyoshi became more convinced of his inference just now. The driver had not taken any medicine or alcohol before driving, and he was quite healthy, so healthy that he seemed to be driving every day. Same as doing exercise.

"You go and put the bomb in the mobile phone and bring it back, then send it to the laboratory. This time the matter will be over."

However, because both the bomber and the truck driver were dead, Miyamoto was unable to confirm his thoughts for a while. He could only ask his employees to recover the bomber's mobile phone in the hope of finding some clues.

But thinking that the other party was only using this phone to control bombs, Miyamoto Kiyoshi didn't have much expectations.

"Whoever it is? I think it won't be long before the truth is revealed."

After returning home, Miyamoto Kiyoshi reviewed the entire case and found that the other party's purpose was not purely against him, but more like a test to test his own abilities and how far he could achieve it.

Thinking of this, Miyamoto Seihisa was relieved. After all, Miyamoto Seihisa now has the ability to lift the table. For this kind of painless temptation, Miyamoto Seihisa really doesn't have to worry too much.