After the four cars had been on the highway for just twenty minutes, Mr. Yao called.
The motorcyclist had not died, but he had suffered multiple fractures all over his body, along with extensive abrasions.
It was summer, and everyone was lightly dressed. With the motorcycle going that fast, there was no need to explain how severe the road rash would be.
In any case, the man had been sent to the hospital. As for the two Xu Family members in the minivan, Yao Junshi had not heard what had happened to them.
The police believed that their officers had been injured while carrying out official duties, so they contacted the guesthouse through someone, wanting to know exactly who had been in those four cars.
The guesthouse director reported it to Mr. Yao, who immediately pushed back. "We're not telling them... unless they first tell us what was wrong with those four cars."
He knew exactly how these things worked and refused outright—local matters had nothing to do with him. If they had the guts, they could tell him what crime those people had committed, then... send them an official document requesting cooperation.
That was the proper procedure, after all. Many ugly things could not be openly exposed to the sun.
No matter what, Chaoge had made its position clear: it would not let this go. Mr. Yao had called to warn everyone, even saying, "Be careful when you get off the highway."
Xu Leigang repeated the message over the Two-Way Radio, but everyone responded with deep disdain.
Wang Haifeng's reaction was the most representative. "We can't do anything if they throw their weight around in Chaoge, but if they dare come to Yang City, aren't they just asking to die?"
Red Sister did not have a Two-Way Radio, but