stjorthotic Chapter 47 What is a good way to hit someone with a car?
Chapter 47 What is a good way to hit someone with a car?
Miguel, standing nearby, also looked anxious and turned to rush towards the pickup truck.
He rummaged through the car and pulled out a bunch of car repair tools, including wrenches and screwdrivers, hugged them to his chest, and returned to the sewer pipe entrance: "Quick, get to work."
As Miguel spoke, he handed the tools to the two men.
"Should I do it?"
Gray frowned and took a half step back, his tone slightly disgusted. He patted his crisp suit and said, "Sorry, this will get my suit dirty. It's a classic Tommy Ford, and I don't want to get this wire grease on it."
As he spoke, he pushed Miguel's hand back, spread his hands, and said, "I've already entrusted this to the shelter. Doing the work is your responsibility, so it's your turn."
"But don't you see that the current situation is special...?"
Miguel clearly wanted to argue a bit more, but Gray had already put his hands in his pockets, making it clear he wasn't going to do anything.
"Hmph, vampires from the pharmaceutical company!"
Miguel was unhappy, but since the other party was the big spender, he could only grumble to himself and vent his frustration.
Then, he immediately set his sights on Simon Lin.
Miguel urged, "Don't just stand there, it's time for you to step up."
Lin Ximeng pushed the wrench away and said, "I have a better way to deal with things that can't be disassembled in time."
Actually, Miguel didn't want to dig through the barbed wire himself, but when he heard Lin Simon say that, his eyes lit up: "What a good idea?"
"Just ram it open with a pickup truck," Lin Ximeng said, pointing to the car not far away. "Simple, brutal, and efficient."
Gray, who was standing nearby, nodded in agreement: "That's a good idea, very efficient, and it will save us a lot of time."
"No, no, absolutely not!" Miguel jumped up like a cat whose tail had been stepped on, waving his hands repeatedly.
"It will cost a lot of money to repair this car, much more expensive than this black man's body. We can't crash it."
At the same time, Miguel harbored resentment and dissatisfaction with Gray's attitude: "It's not even your company's car, you really don't care about the cost at all."
Miguel turned his gaze to Lin Simon again: "Let's make our move."
Lin Ximeng shook his head directly: "I refuse."
Miguel protested, "I paid for it!"
"I've already led you to the person; removing the barbed wire to retrieve them is not within our service scope," Lin Ximeng retorted firmly.
We homeless people believe in doing what we're paid for.
Miguel immediately became agitated: "You're a security guard at the shelter, a contract employee, so you have to follow my orders."
"What a coincidence," Lin Ximeng chuckled, a look of pride on his face.
"We homeless people from the poor streets have never signed any contracts and are not bound by them."
Miguel was stunned by the retort, his mouth agape for a long time before he instinctively turned to Gray for help.
Gray frowned and pondered for a moment, then pushed up his glasses and said, "He's right. Without a signed contract, it has no binding force."
As a representative dispatched by a pharmaceutical company, Gray deals with countless people every day, and what he values most is acting in accordance with the contract.
Miguel was helpless, but secretly he made a mental note of Lin Simon's actions.
"We'll talk about that later. Now is not the time. The key right now is to get the body out."
Thinking this to himself, Miguel gritted his teeth and said, "Fine, I'll do it."
Seeing this, Miguel didn't delay any longer. He grabbed a screwdriver and went over to manually clean up the debris and pry open the wire mesh.
Lin Ximeng took out his phone and glanced at the time: 12:50, ten minutes until 13:00. "Jansen won't be in any danger during this time, so there's no need to rush."
He knew very well that with such a large barbed wire fence and debris in front of him, Miguel couldn't hold out for long by himself.
A few minutes later, Miguel suddenly cried out in pain. It turned out that when he was dismantling the wire mesh, one of his hands got stuck in a gap in the wire mesh.
No matter how hard he tries, he can't pull it out.
Moreover, as Ger struggled, the sharp barbs on the wire nearly poked his eye.
Miguel froze in fright, a wave of fear washing over him. He yelled at Simon and Gray, "Quick! Help me pull my arm out!"
Lin Ximeng slowly shook his head: "It's too late."
Miguel looked puzzled and was about to ask more questions when he heard Lin Ximeng say, "Listen, the water is coming."
"Buzz, whoosh...buzz, whoosh..."
Miguel listened intently and, sure enough, heard some commotion coming from not far ahead.
Moreover, the sound was getting louder and louder, clearly approaching rapidly.
Lin Ximeng pointed to the pipe: "Look, the water has already flowed over."
Miguel and Gray looked in the direction Lin Simon pointed, and saw that turbid water was already flowing in from the corner 200 meters away deep in the pipe.
Judging by the speed of the water flow, it will soon be submerged.
Miguel's face turned ashen instantly, and he screamed desperately, "Help me! Help me!"
Lin Ximeng immediately turned around, ignoring Miguel's heart-wrenching screams, and walked towards the pickup truck on the side without the slightest hesitation.
He yanked open the car door, got into the driver's seat, turned the key, and started the engine with a roar.
The two headlights on the front of the pickup truck instantly turned on, and two blinding white beams shone directly into Miguel's face.
"W-What do you want to do?!" Miguel squinted instantly from the bright light and instinctively raised his hand to block it, but his arm was caught in the barbed wire and he gasped for breath.
Lin Ximeng lightly touched the accelerator, and the engine immediately emitted a muffled "humming" sound.
He poked his head out: "There are only 20 seconds left. The only option left is to run them over with a car. Make a decision quickly."
Miguel, still clinging to a last shred of hope, wailed, "No! This is my brand new pickup truck! If it's damaged, it'll cost a fortune to repair. It's such a loss!"
Gray, standing nearby, yelled, "Agree already! Stop dawdling! Even if you can withstand the flood, my corpse won't!"
In Gray's mind, Miguel's body, hollowed out by smoking and drinking, was of no scientific value.
But Jason is different.
That body was high-quality material after initial screening, and it was much more valuable.
Whether I get my quarterly bonus might depend on this one deal.
Miguel shuddered at the shout, glanced back and saw that the water had already surged a hundred meters away, and instantly turned pale with fright.
He stammered, "Are you...are you sure?"
Lin Ximeng shrugged: "I don't know, I've never taken a pickup truck driving test."
As he spoke, he pressed the accelerator a little harder, and the engine roar instantly increased, turning from a muffled thud into a scream.
Upon hearing this, Miguel's hair stood on end, and he screamed, "You dare drive without a license?!"
"The last 10 seconds," Lin Ximeng said calmly, knowing that he wasn't the one being submerged.
Miguel, seeing the surging water closing in behind him, finally broke down completely, forcing out a hoarse scream: "Quick! Quick, drive!"