Sitting in a small office, the policemen knew the identity of Scott so they dared not act rashly. She
remembered someone went out and made a phone call. Although she heard that, she couldn't
understand French.
When the man came back, he whispered something in another man's ear. Then, two men came to both
of them and spoke fluent English, "I'm sorry, Mr. Jiang. You can go now."
When she heard the news, she didn't know whether she should be happy or sad. She couldn't figure
out what the police were doing? They brought Scott to this place for no reason, and only stayed for a
while before letting them go.
They were not being a guest.
"Let's go." Scott stood up and found her sitting on the chair absent-minded. He held her hand and
walked out.
After they came out of the police station, Michelle found that someone had already driven his car here.
When she was about to ask, she was pushed into the car by Scott.
After the car was started, Michelle who was in the passenger seat turned around and asked, "Boss,
what's going on?"
"I'm not a Frenchman, so they dare not do anything to me. Even if he has something to deal with, he
has to return home. " While driving, Scott looked at her from the corner of his eye.
"No, no, no! You'll be fine," She looked up and waved her hand hurriedly, which made Scott can't help
laughing.
With his fingers on the steering wheel, Scott glanced at the rearview mirror casually. As soon as he
saw it, the smile on his face suddenly disappeared. Two black sedans closely followed them behind.
Through the sunshine, Scott saw the men sitting inside. But they were all wearing sunglasses which
made it hard to see their faces.
Seeing this, Scott suddenly stepped on the accelerator and the car suddenly sped up. Michelle's head
hit the windshield heavily.
"Grab the handrail." Scott pulled her back with a grim face.
Although she didn't know what had happened, she did as she was told. The car turned several corners
in the complicated street, and the black car behind it gradually drove away until it disappeared.
Scott was still cautious. At this moment, Michelle also noticed that something was wrong. She looked
back subconsciously, only to find that there was nothing behind the car at all.
"What's wrong?" She asked.
"It's okay. It's just some trouble." Scott held the steering wheel harder and harder. He looked straight
ahead with a serious expression.
It was the first time for him to be so nervous. Yes, he was indeed very nervous. Otherwise, the blue
veins on the back of his hand wouldn't have been exposed. But she didn't know what made him
nervous.
The car turned into a corner and entered an alleyway. Scott was driving straight ahead.
The car drove out of the downtown and into the suburb.
Scott frowned and looked at the quiet road. He felt something was wrong.
Suddenly, a Benz passed them and took a sharp turn, and the car hit his car! Scott was shocked and
hurriedly stepped on the brake.
"Bang!" The brake was broken in time, but there was still two seconds behind. The sudden collision
between the two cars caught her unprepared. Again she crashed towards the windshield.
Scott looked back at her and was relieved when he was sure she was fine.
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