Perhaps thanks to the flower float parade, all the officers of the Public Security Department had already been dispatched and were prepared to handle any emergencies, so personnel arrived at the accident scene very quickly.
Miss Isabelle was currently draped in a blanket, sitting calmly beside a flower bed at the roadside, while the beautiful driver was giving the officers of the Public Security Department an official account of what had happened.
The car had only just been ordered from another region and had a mileage of slightly over seven thousand kilometers. However, judging by the extent of the damage, the engine was probably beyond saving.
A sudden blowout had left the driver unable to swerve in time, causing the car to crash into a roadside water pump. Fortunately, no one had been injured in the accident... They had only been frightened.
"A black butterfly?"
Hearing the beautiful driver occasionally mention how a butterfly had slightly obstructed her view, Isabelle subconsciously furrowed her brow.
In many legends, black butterflies often appeared alongside death and misfortune... But if a butterfly could make a tire burst, that would probably be hard for anyone to believe.
Could it be because today has been particularly unlucky?
Isabelle thought to herself: It really has been a little unlucky... Whenever the Campus Director came to visit in the past, nothing good ever happened.
"Crashing into this state, the car must be scrapped, right? What a pity."
A passerby... one of the passersby who had also sat down on the edge of the flower bed to watch the accident was sighing at the sight. Hearing this, Isabelle casually turned her head to look.
Yet by then, the passerby had already stood up and walked into the crowd with his back to her... He soon disappeared. In the