But the words of the person in charge of the road section extinguished the last glimmer of hope in his heart, "Young Master Bei Mo, there indeed was an accident on the bridge twenty minutes ago. The cause has already been investigated, the truck driver was drunk driving and crashed into a normally operating taxi. I heard that two students wearing middle school uniforms were sitting inside the taxi. Alas."
"The Jiang Shuiliu isn't fast flowing, if it was purely just falling in, there might still be a chance of survival. But who knew the entire car would explode, I just heard that the Salvage Team has already recovered some body fragments, which are now being sent to the identification center for analysis..."
"Shut up, don't say any more!" Bei Mo finally couldn't hold back any longer, raising his angry eyes to glare at him, his fierce gaze like a man-eating wolf.
