Lin Linxiang is the one who ran into Luo Ying. He is a 20-year-old junior student.
Today, the new sports car has just arrived. He is testing it and hasn't been on the road for an hour.
He knew this would happen. No matter how itchy he was, he wouldn't test drive today.
"Name, Lin Linxiang, age, 20 years old, junior in the Foreign Language Department of DIDU University." Ya Quan took his mobile phone and was recording Lin Linxiang's data in detail. "What is the ID number?"
"Ah! ID number is still needed?"
After the basic information was told, Lin Linxiang heard the case of Ya Quan and even the ID number.
"Do you think the police will not ask for your ID number when you go to the police station?"
Yaquan pushed the spectacle frame on the bridge of his nose, and a baby face calmly looked at Lin Linxiang.
"You're not a cop."
Lin Linxiang muttered a retort, but he took out his wallet and handed his ID card to Yaquan.
Ya Quan took Lin Linxiang's identity card, his fingers flew quickly on his mobile phone keyboard, and recorded his ID number.
"If something like this happens, I must be responsible because I was speeding, but I don't think I can take all the responsibility. If she drives on the right road and doesn't cross the left road, I can't hit her at all!"
Lin Linxiang looked at ya Quan, who had seriously recorded his ID number. He strongly explained that the truth was restored.
"In the end is how to hit, to the tone of the monitoring will be clear."
Yaquan calmly handed back his ID card to Lin Linxiang.
"I'm really innocent! If I deliberately hit people, or if the responsibility is all on me, I may be scared to escape on the spot! But you see, I stayed at the scene, didn't I?"
Lin Linxiang has never experienced such a thing. Now the person he hit is still in the operating room, and his life and death are unknown. He really collapsed.
"You hit someone and you didn't escape. I have to thank you?"
As the representative of the party who was hit in the car accident, Yaquan will not stand on Lin Linxiang's side.
"That's not what I mean! I just want to say, in fact, I think I'm quite wronged."
Lin Linxiang's young face immediately looked at Yaquan with some grievances.
He's just speeding. He's just a little faster. I didn't know this would happen.
Life is at stake. How can he joke about other people's lives? What's more, if he really wants to kill someone, he has to go to prison himself!
If the person he hit doesn't occupy the road and cross the boundary, he won't hit her no matter how fast he drives.
What makes Lin Linxiang a little happy and a little depressed is.
I don't know if the protective performance of the sports car is better. Luo Ying was hit and bleeding, and her life and death in the operating room are unknown.
Apart from a scratch on his forehead, there was nothing wrong with him.
When there was a car accident, he naturally didn't want to have an accident himself.
However, the other party was half killed by him, but he was able to walk, jump and jump. In contrast, he also felt that he was really damn, and it seemed that Luo Ying was innocent, and he was the damn leader.
Lin Linxiang is also a big boy. Yaquan looked at the injustice on his face and suddenly felt a group of crows flying over his head.
"Do you still feel wronged when you hit someone? Can you hit someone if you don't drive so fast?"
Yaquan taught Lin Linxiang a lesson, but for the sake of Lin Linxiang's good attitude, his eyes were not too strict.