Jin Yuanyuan took out her phone and dialed Ji Anning’s number.
’Sorry, the user you are trying to reach is temporarily unavailable...’
The mountain signal was poor, failure to connect was normal. She was about to hang up and redial when an elderly man, gasping for breath, ran over calling her.
"Teacher Yuanyuan, Teacher Yuanyuan."
The old man was shouting as he ran up to Jin Yuanyuan, "I just brought the kid’s grandma back from town after getting an IV, and passing by the first bend, there was a car accident. A truck loaded with rocks collided with a small car. The truck overturned, and the small car slid down the hill, got wedged between two big trees, and was buried by rocks fallen from the truck."
On hearing this, Jin Yuanyuan’s vision went black, and she nearly fainted.
No, it couldn’t be Anning’s car.
Jin Yuanyuan shook her head, shooing away her own thoughts. She quickly dialed Ji Anning’s number again, but the response was still unreachable.
She forced herself to stay calm and continued to dial.
"This is Daqing Mountain, a severe traffic accident occurred at the first bend..."
This place rarely had outsiders co by. The elderly man surely didn’t know to call the police, nor could she ensure anyone from the vehicles involved had the ability to call, so she made the report first and foremost.
No matter if it is Anning or not... no, it definitely couldn’t be Anning.
After making the police report, Jin Yuanyuan went on to dial Ji Anning’s number again; the response was still unreachable. Anxious and not knowing what else to do, her glance inadvertently caught sight of the bicycle lying at the courtyard gate, "Uncle Zhang, let borrow your bicycle."
In a flash, she had already dashed out of the courtyard.
She couldn’t rember the last ti she’d ridden a bicycle, wobbling as she got on, falling countless tis along the way, and finally reaching the scene.
The truck lay overturned, at the roadside, the site was as if a mountain collapse from an earthquake.
The slope wasn’t deep, but it was very steep, and large rocks were scattered everywhere.
Jin Yuanyuan’s face turned pale. Her eyes searched thoroughly down the mountain, but she couldn’t see, couldn’t spot the small car anywhere.
But there was a place with several large trees, with notably more stones there, could it be... could it be there?
If so, then with so many stones piled over it...
No, Jin Yuanyuan shook her head, stepped back, trembling, she picked up her phone again.
She found Ji Chicheng’s number in the call log; last night, with Anning’s poor phone signal, she used her phone to make a call.
...
It’s been almost an hour, and Ji Chicheng showed no signs of waking up.
The phone placed on the coffee table suddenly rang, and Wu Te-Zhu imdiately stood up and walked over, glancing at the caller ID, ’Anning’s Friend’.
He hesitated for a mont before picking up the phone to answer, "Hello."
"Ji... Ji Shao."
A girl’s voice ca through the earpiece, trembling intensely, seeming very nervous.
Wu Te-Zhu also tensed up, "Miss, may I ask what’s the matter?"
Jin Yuanyuan realized it wasn’t Ji Chicheng’s voice, "I’m Anning’s friend, quickly get Ji Chicheng to answer, ask him to call Anning’s driver?"
She was so anxious she was almost incoherent.
Wu Te-Zhu tried hard not to let her mood affect him, maintaining his composure, "Miss, may I ask what happened?"
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