The rain was getting heavier and heavier, and a layer of water accumulated on the ground. The two cars stood quietly in the middle of the intersection, as if the loud noise from the previous collision was just an illusion.
Dexter Lu's scalp was numb, and his fingers were shaking when he flipped through the phone book. He wanted to call the police but didn't know Marshall Lu's specific location, and Wen Ning couldn't make a call on his cell phone. The cold wind carrying the rain poured into the house, making him pale with cold.
The lights in Qiu's house were bright, and Vincent Qiu was playing with a German shepherd. He took a photo with his mobile phone and said, "Dad, I haven't left yet, and you have already found someone to take my place."
"Your mother and I will be so bored after you leave. Empty-nesters keep dogs to prolong their lives." Dad Qiu touched the sheepdog's head, "This retired police dog used to be very powerful. He is an old man and is older than you."
Just as she was talking, Qiu's mother called from the bedroom: "Lao Qiu, phone."
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