"Who noticed there were no footprints around the car?" Song Yan asked.

“It was me. I looked very carefully. Judging from the extent of the damage to the driver's cab, if Wei Aiguo had been inside the vehicle, he would definitely be dead and unable to climb out. There were indeed no footprints of his around, so I'm certain he jumped out of the vehicle,” said a rather short man.

"Do you have anyone here who can fix cars?" Song Yan asked again.

“Yes, I know how. I’m in charge of vehicle maintenance for the fleet,” a middle-aged man said.

"Is this vehicle your responsibility?" Song Yan asked again.

“It’s me. This car just finished its maintenance,” the middle-aged man said.

Song Yan: "The first thing I want to say is, wasn't there a co-pilot when transporting supplies? Why was there only Wei Aiguo alone, and what was the reason for not having a co-pilot?"

The deputy factory director's surname was Du, and his name was Du Zhishan. Song Yan arrived without crying or making a fuss, which made her think this woman was quite formidable. Now, he spoke to Song Yan with more caution. "Our transport team has a mission recently, and everyone is out on the road. We're severely short-staffed, which is why we transferred Comrade Aiguo here. We simply don't have a co-driver."

"Don't use the excuse of not having enough staff; this is a problem with your management."

"You can read marks, right?" Song Yan asked, pointing at the short man.

The man nodded. "A little."

"If you can read traces, you should look at them more comprehensively."

I just checked the skid marks. From the moment the car started braking until it plunged into the ditch, it was over 300 meters long. Everyone here, come and see, is it really that long?

This section of road is not very steep, and the load is not very heavy.

This firstly indicates that there is a problem with the brakes.

"Go check what's wrong with the brakes on the car you're repairing?" Song Yan said, pointing to the person who knew how to fix cars.

Also, make sure the car has a flat tire!

I found a triangular nail on the road.

If the brakes malfunction and one tire blows out, the car will inevitably roll over.

Anyone present with a conscience should quickly search; there's definitely more than one triangular nail.

I'm reporting this to the police; someone is murdering my husband!

Oh my god, how could this be?

Whether they had a sense of justice or not, they all took torches or flashlights and bent down to look for any remaining triangular nails.

The man who had just claimed to be able to read traces was also dumbfounded. He hadn't intended to protect or harm anyone; he had simply gone to check the car. He never imagined someone was planning to kill him!

Song Yan called to Cheng Yousuo and walked towards the jeep. Song Yan took out his gun and distributed the bullets.

"What's going on here!" Cheng Yousuo was completely bewildered. He'd heard from Song Yan that someone wanted to harm Wei Lao Er.

"We can't be sure what kind of people these are. I saw wolf tracks all over there. Brother Cheng, grab your gun for self-defense. Urge them to report this to the police."

"Don't worry about me, I have my own plans." Song Yan had already wasted more than ten minutes arguing with them, and she needed to leave immediately.

"I found a triangular nail!"...

The man who claimed to be able to fix cars shouted from below with a flashlight, "The brake pads on this car have definitely been tampered with."

Last November, three cars had their brake pads replaced, and all of them were documented, including this one.

In such a short time, the brake pads certainly couldn't have worn off completely. Right now, both the front and rear brake pads are almost completely worn away.

The tire blew out!

…

Cheng Yousuo admired capable people. Song Yan was one of them. He shouted, "Don't you have a car? Hurry up and drive to report the case!"

Someone is trying to kill me!

Those who commit such crimes must be brought to justice.

Things have developed to this point, with so many people present. It's impossible for anyone to hide it anymore.

Everyone who came thought it was a car accident and assumed it was Wei Aiguo's fault. Who would have thought things would turn out this way?

It would be a lie to say that these people weren't panicking.

How long has Yang Jiang been dead? How could he be killing someone again?

…

These people were in a mess. Song Yan quietly led Bai Shuang away.

If Lao Du knew that Song Yan had discovered so much, he would be happy. Song Yan, who had only occasionally listened in, had learned quite a bit, and now he was putting it to use…

After smelling Wei Aiguo's clothes, Bai Shuang quickly disappeared into the bushes.

After such a long period of recuperation, she should still be able to use the space. Although Bai Shuang is lame, she is already quite agile.

Song Yan chased after her, but she found that she couldn't keep up with Bai Shuang's speed at all.

Left with no other choice, Song Yan entered the spatial dimension. Her gaze followed Bai Shuang, and she used the space to send her far away.

Perhaps it was because it was dark and she couldn't see anything at all. The space could only take her about 200 meters away, and after a few times, the space could hardly take her any further.

It's as if the power of space is about to run out.

Song Yan could only run as fast as she could, otherwise she wouldn't be able to keep up with Bai Shuang.

The land on this mountain must be very barren, previously covered with sparse low shrubs, which also meant that Wei Aiguo had nowhere to hide.

There were scattered traces of blood along the way.

We've only just reached a place with big trees, but the trees are sparse. And these "big trees" are only compared to the shrubs; they're barely as thick as a bowl, nothing like the towering trees in the forest.

There isn't a single real big tree on this mountain.

Song Yan was exhausted and covered in sweat, so she took off her heavy coat. Bai Shuang was also tired.

Even if they had just run here, they wouldn't have been able to endure such deep snow, let alone walk here at full speed.

Song Yan felt a deep hatred in his heart; who was it that had taken Wei Aiguo's life?

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