Just as he was about to get up, Mr. Huang said, "It's all my own people, let's talk."

The woman took out the cowhide bag in her hand and handed it over: "The five people who went to the mountain this morning died two dead and three disabled."

As soon as these words were spoken, eight people, including Mr. Huang, were stunned.

Mr. Huang took out photos from the cowhide bag.

In the photo, it is a highway at night.

Two off-road vehicles overturned to the ground, caught fire, and were filled with smoke.

Mr. Huang frowned: "How did you do it?"

The woman said: "The section of the road where the incident occurred was at the junction of Lingshan and Huizhou Expressway. As soon as they left the section of Lingshan, they encountered a tire blowout. Two cars rear-ended one after another. A truck was pressed up behind them. One of the cars caught fire directly. The two people were trapped in the car and burned to death."

"Three people from another car were pulled out by passers-by and sent to the hospital."

Mr. Huang asked: "Accident?"

The woman nodded: "It was an accident."

Mr. Huang said: "Send someone to express condolences."

"Okay." The woman turned around and went out.

After she left, the seven people on the sofa looked a little ugly.

"It can't be an accident." A man suddenly said.

Mr. Huang said: "What is it not an accident? This is an accident, don't think about it."
Chapter completed!