Chapter 517 - 513 Bai Weiwei’s Worries
Meanwhile, at the eighteenth bend of Red Autumn Mountain, a multitude of luxury sports cars had already gathered, surrounded by quite a crowd.
Brother Han, the race organizer, got off from the foremost supercar with a somber face, his complexion grim as he looked over the various car parts strewn about the bend.
Before him, a young man was shivering as he stood by his side.
"Old Hu, what exactly happened? Tell me everything, and be honest."
Brother Han’s face darkened to the extreme. Such a serious incident at Red Autumn Mountain, the General Manager of Zhang Group dying in a car accident—regardless of his involvement, he couldn’t escape responsibility. The police would not let him go, since he was the organizer of this race.
"Brother Han, I really don’t know what happened. After I heard your order, I intended to check the cameras at the eighteenth bend, and that’s when I saw Zhang Tianfeng’s sports car had blown its front left tyre and the vehicle had already lost control. You know just how treacherous that eighteenth bend is, Brother Han. Any mistake is bound to result in destruction and death, without exception."
"What about the Porsche 918’s driver? Where did he go?" Brother Han asked in a deep voice.
"The Porsche driver is fine; it’s just the car got scratched up. But when I went to look, the Porsche driver had already disappeared. I guess he hid after seeing the accident."
The young man known as Old Hu shook his head and spoke softly to Brother Han, "Brother Han, I suspect this was a premeditated act. Before the accident, I heard a gunshot. Though it was masked by the roar of engines, I am certain it came from a sniper rifle. Also, before you arrived, I heard another gunshot...."