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Chapter 1087 Chen Zhongyu and Lin Peishan were in a car accident
Gui'er wanted to ask a few more questions, but seeing that the class bell had rung, she had no choice but to hurriedly run back to her teaching building.
As soon as I sat down in the classroom, Liu Lanfang came over: "Where did you go? I couldn't find you anywhere."
"I'm going to the toilet."
“I was worried about you, so I went with you. You weren’t even in the restroom,” Liu Lanfang said. “Everyone was quite worried about Lin Peishan’s absence from class today. Did you go to ask around? Who did you ask? Did you get any information?”
Gui'er's heart skipped a beat: "Who can I ask? I don't know anyone at this school. I wasn't in the toilet just now because I got my period and didn't bring a sanitary pad, so I rushed out to buy one. Can you check if it's soiled?" As she spoke, she deliberately stood up and turned her back to Liu Lanfang.
"Cough, cough, no, no, sit down, the teacher is coming," Liu Lanfang said with some disdain.
"It's not dirty, then I'm relieved." Ever since Gui'er learned that Liu Lanfang's father had ties with the Japanese, she had come to regard Liu Lanfang as half a traitor, so she was very wary of her.
At this moment, the teacher walked in. The teacher for this class was Chen Muli. He glanced at Gui'er, opened his mouth as if he had something to say, but only for a second before he looked away and calmly said, "Class begins."
Gui'er thought she had misread it and didn't take it to heart.
After class, Chen Muli packed up his things and prepared to leave the classroom. He looked back at Gui'er one last time, and this time Gui'er was sure she hadn't seen wrong.
Feeling somewhat confused, she took advantage of the moment when no one was looking and quietly slipped out of the back door of the classroom. Following behind Chen Muli, she observed the situation and, finding that no one was paying attention to her, went up to him and greeted him: "Teacher Chen, it seems like you have something to say, is that right?"
"Aren't you on good terms with that Lin Peishan? Her family just called to ask for leave for her, saying she was in a serious car accident and is in the hospital now."
"What? What happened?" Gui'er was shocked.
Chen Muli glanced down the corridor to make sure no one was there, then lowered his voice to a whisper: "I received a call from the Lin family early this morning. They said that around 7 a.m., Chen Zhongyu was driving Lin Peishan to school when they were hit by an out-of-control truck on Wan Chai Road." He adjusted his glasses, his fingertips trembling slightly. "The truck was a delivery truck, and apparently the brakes failed. It crashed into their car—Chen Zhongyu died instantly, and Lin Peishan was trapped inside. Kind passersby rescued her, and she's currently in critical condition at Queen Mary Hospital. I heard she's seriously injured, with a broken leg..."
"Brother Chen, Brother Chen is dead?" Gui'er felt a "buzz" in her ears, and the notebook in her hand fell to the ground with a "thud".
She felt a sharp pain in her chest, as if something was trying to rise up. Chen Muli noticed her pale face and quickly said, "I know you are very familiar with both of them, which is why I told you this. But I advise you to be careful at this time. Chen Zhongyu is an active member of the student movement. He is very close to the missing Professor Xu and Professor Meng. The Japanese military exercise has just ended, and the atmosphere is tense. You must not show any emotion."
"Where's the truck driver? Has he been caught?" Chen Muli's words brought Gui'er back to reality. She suddenly felt that this might not be as simple as a car accident.
“He got away.” Chen Muli sighed. “I heard it was an Indian man who jumped out of the car and ran into the alley after the accident. By the time the police arrived, he was long gone. The car was registered under the name of a company called ‘Litong Freight,’ but when we checked, we found that the company was deregistered last month. It was obviously a fake vehicle.”
Gui'er felt a chill run down her spine. A truck with a fake license plate, out of control, the driver fleeing... How could there be so many coincidences? This was clearly premeditated murder. She remembered Du Jianbang's words about "the Japanese plainclothes officers being very active," and she thought of Professor Xu and Professor Meng's disappearances. A chill ran up her spine.
"Mary Hospital...Can I go see her?"
“The Lin family said it’s not necessary for now,” Chen Muli shook his head. “The hospital is under tight security right now; no one is allowed in except family members. Besides, the Hong Kong British authorities’ traffic police just took a statement, saying it was an ‘accident,’ and told the school not to make a fuss to avoid causing panic.” He paused, looking at Gui’er’s pale face. “You’re a student; don’t get involved in these things. The school will send someone to follow up on Lin Peishan’s situation. You… just focus on your studies.”
After saying that, he hurriedly left with his lecture notes, the hem of his long gown brushing against the cobwebs in the corner, as if he were running away from something.
Gui'er stood there, the autumn wind blowing through the corridor ruffling her clothes. In this era, cars on the street still had brass handles, and traffic rules were all based on verbal announcements from the police. An "accidental car accident" was too easy to cover up—Chen Zhongyu's death, Lin Peishan's injury, and the hidden dangers behind them would probably never appear in the files of the Hong Kong British authorities.
She clenched her fists, her nails digging deep into her palms. Chen Zhongyu's words, "It'll be fine once this blows over," still echoed in her ears, but he would never see them again. Meanwhile, Lin Peishan lay in the hospital, her condition unknown.
Gui'er took several deep breaths before she could barely suppress her emotions.
She raised her hand and touched her eyes and nose. Whenever she felt like crying, her nose would involuntarily turn red.
She didn't return to the classroom until she felt her expression had returned to normal.
Not long after I entered the classroom, a student rushed in, shouting, "Hey, I just heard from the academic affairs office that Lin Peishan from our class was in a car accident. Her fiancé was hit and killed on the spot, and she seems to have been injured and is now in the hospital."
These words immediately caused an uproar in the classroom, with everyone discussing them.
"Oh my god, she's only been engaged for a short time! I saw her holding hands with her while shopping yesterday. Is that true? That's so sad, so pitiful. How is she doing now?"
"I don't know either. I heard she's in the hospital. Yes, her fiancé is said to be really dead."
"He's so pitiful. Why don't we go to the hospital to see him after school?"
"Okay, okay, let's go together. Do you know which hospital it is?"
Gui'er couldn't hold back any longer and quickly said, "I'll go with you too."
Lin Peishan is usually a cheerful person. Although she comes from a wealthy family, she is not arrogant and is well-liked in class. Now that this has happened, everyone feels sorry for her. Immediately, most of the students in the class said they wanted to go see her, and it didn't seem out of place for Gui'er to go with them.
She noticed that although Liu Lanfang didn't say anything, she nodded, indicating that she would go with everyone.