C11 Time of Death

There was a faint sob in the air.

Jian Jia thought she was crying. She raised her hand and touched her cheek. There was snow falling, but the corners of her eyes were dry and no tears fell.

So when a person is sad to the extreme, there are no tears...

The snow grew heavier and the entire green track became silvery-white.

"Everyone says that I'm a dirty woman. If I die in this pure snow, won't I sully the snow this year as well?"

Jian Jia laughed at herself. The wound on her waist caused a tearing pain as her body moved.

Her face was so pale that it could not be any more white. She used some effort to raise her hand and stroke her waist that was missing a kidney.

"Your body hair and skin came from your parents. I'm sorry that I did not take good care of you. If there is a next life, I will make sure that you are healthy and sound. You are safe and sound. I will never lose you for someone else..."

The snow was getting heavier and Jian Jia could not stand on her feet due to the cold. She opened the door and sat in the car, twisting the key.

"Boom! Boom!" The sound of the huge engine was deafening but Jian Jia felt a trace of warmth.

Along with it, the pain in her body dissipated quite a bit.

She looked at the white track in front of her. With some effort, she moved her right foot onto the gas pedal and stepped on it to the end.

The wind blew, and the red racing car rushed forward at high speed with the snowflakes, turning into a shadow.

In the half-closed resting room with no lights on, a few men and women in racing uniforms were watching the situation on the track through the door gap.

Everyone looked at each other in amazement. They had been hiding here to wait for Mr Zhai to come over and hold the celebration banquet.

But no one expected that Jian Jia, who should have been resting quietly in the hospital, would appear here and even say so many shocking words.

"What did she mean by what she said just now?" A woman said with red eyes.

"Now is not the time to pursue this matter. She just finished her kidney surgery in the hospital. Is she crazy to come out and race on a snowy day?" A man was about to push open the door and leave.

As soon as he finished speaking, he saw the racing red car flip in the air at a steep slope. Then, it steadily landed on the ground and sped forward in a curve.

Everyone cried out in surprise. Everyone's eyes were wide open as they looked at the situation on the track in disbelief.

"It really is the technique Hsu Lanyi performed in the past. ... But ever since then, we have never seen Hsu Lanyi perform this move in full, right?!"

"That's right. If what she said just now was true, ... Perhaps this skill was not Hsu Lanyi's at all. It was Hsu Lanyi who stole the fruits of her labor! "In turn, she made us all misunderstand Jian Jia and even Mr Zhai misunderstood her!!"

Bang!

With a loud bang, the red racing car hit the railing. It was thrown high and fell straight to the ground.

In the blink of an eye, thick black smoke rose from the racing car. The thick smell of blood spread in the air.

"Something's wrong! Quick, save -!" Everyone hurriedly ran over.

Zhai Yaotian, who had just arrived at the entrance of the arena, also heard the loud sound. He frowned and quickened his pace to walk inside.

Today, the people from the convoy specially held a celebration banquet for him. After he coaxed Hsu Xuanyi, he hurried over.

But the loud sound just now made him feel inexplicably uneasy.

When he arrived at the venue, Zhai Yaotian saw that the members of the Storm team were surrounding his red racing car. The car was smoking.

Zhai Yaotian's breathing was a little rough. He didn't understand why he felt so bad.

He wanted to tell his teammates that he was here, but his throat felt like it was stuck. He could not say anything.

Zhai Yaotian continued walking forward. He suddenly saw a familiar figure in the car. She closed her eyes as if she had fallen asleep.

The people around them were all shouting something. They were trying to break the door open.

Zhai Yaotian felt his ears buzzing. It was a noisy environment, but he could only hear the dripping blood on the ground.

Blood dripped from the car onto the racetrack and gathered bit by bit, twisting into a river of blood until it reached Zhai Yaotian's feet.

"Ms Jia, hold on a little longer. Please, open your eyes and look at us..." a female racer cried out.

She straightened Jian Jia's body from the broken window, again and again.

But Jian Jia did not react at all.

The medical staff in the convoy supported her shoulders and made her step back a little. Then he trembled and reached out to touch Jian Jia's half-closed eyes, making her close her eyes.

"When the ambulance arrives, tell the doctor the time of Jian Jia's death, 8: 55 p.m." The moment the paramedics finished speaking, he immediately knelt on the ground and covered his face with his hands as he wailed.

As soon as he finished speaking, Zhai Yaotian's body trembled as if he had been struck by lightning.

In an instant, it was as if a hand had reached into his chest, causing him to suffocate from the pain.

He walked towards the woman step by step with his somewhat stiff legs.