The hotel woke up again. It was already past nine o'clock in the morning. When I opened the window, the sky was gloomy.

After finding a "familiar" restaurant near Zhonghai University for breakfast, when I walked out, it was drizzling outside.

This was something that Tang He didn't expect. In his previous life, he was still taking classes at Jiangling Middle School. He only learned about the news in the afternoon. I remember that Jiangling had no rain that day.

Haisha's No. 202 special bus routes almost run around half of the city. It starts from West Bus Station, passes through Zhonghai University, Chuhu Science and Technology, Chuhu Normal University, Oriental Plaza, City Fourth Hospital, Xiangjiang Bridge... and finally reaches the end of Haisha Railway Station, and a bus takes place every 20 minutes.

At eleven o'clock, Tang He rushed to the Oriental Plaza Station to wait. Every time he passed by a bus No. 202, he would squeeze into the bus and take a look.

He has read this news report several times in his previous life, but now he remembers it very vaguely. He knows that the time is about noon, and then the bus driver is a man in his fifties and is fat. The key is that this age and body shape are more common among bus drivers.

In addition, there is another point that Yang Xuanyi, the colored sugar girl, was also on the bus at that time.

I got in the car several times and glanced around and then hurriedly squeezed out of the car, and a driver scolded me in the middle.

Until almost twelve o'clock, another 202 came. He got on the bus earlier and saw that there were only six or seven passengers sitting inside.

The driver in the driver's seat is a man in his fifties. He is barely fat, but he is paired with a bald head. He looks fierce and doesn't look like a person with heart problems at all.

While hesitating, Tang He wondered if he would get off the bus and wait for the next shift 202 before taking a look. Suddenly, he found a girl with a plaid knee-length skirt on the back seat of the empty car, an orange short-sleeved shirt on the upper body, and a gray and white denim jacket on the outside. She saw her face wearing a black mask and her brown slightly curly hair was pressed by a blue and white baseball cap.

He was not familiar with Yang Xuanyi, but before coming, he looked up some photos of Yang Xuanyi. Because of the mask, his face was not clear, but his figure was about the right one. After all, the girl in the baseball cap in front of him also said that the breasts of the baseball cap were also very spectacular.

Another important information is that Yang Xuanyi is a native of Chuhu Province. She studied at Chuhu Science and Technology Affiliated High School. She will appear on the 202 bus before the performance. It is probably related to her alma mater, so he specially waited for two stops at Chuhu Science and Technology.

Time, driver's age, body shape, and a girl who looks very much like Yang Xuanyi is almost this bus.

When the car arrived at the No. 4 Hospital Station of the city, a large number of people rushed up. After a rough count, it was enough that more than twenty was enough. Tang He was completely sure.

Then, I thought about how to stop the train.

Yang Xuanyi's identity was exposed on the spot. With her current popularity, there are really a few people in the car that can be recognized. Even if there are, they will at most be a little quarrel in the carriage and watch it.

To the driver, you should directly tell the driver that the Xiangjiang Bridge will have a heart attack, and maybe you will be beaten by this strong bald man and then thrown off the car.

He told the people in the car that something might happen to the bus on the Xiangjiang Bridge, and they rushed out of the fence and fell into the Xiangjiang River, and half of the people would be killed. As a result, these passengers might beat him together with the strong bald man and then throw him out of the car.

He pretended to get off the bus at the next stop and gave the seat to a student beside him. Tang He grabbed the handrail and stood nearer to the driver. Seeing the car driving onto the Xiangjiang Bridge, there was no way out.

The bus drove very steadily, the rain kept hitting the car windows, and red bridge cables outside kept sweeping back. The further forward, Tang He became more and more confused and the bad premonition became stronger.

After passing the middle of the bridge, he saw the bus driver's face twitching through the rearview mirror. He quickly said, "Master, I'll get off here."

The driver glanced through the rearview mirror and was too lazy to talk, so he continued to look at the road ahead.

"Master, I want to go down..."

"Young man, you can't stop on the bridge, don't make trouble. Don't affect the driver's driving. There is a car full of people." A fat aunt stopped Tang He while showing her eyes catching the spy, "I'll see you have been wandering around for a long time. Where are you going, get off the car and go through the back door..."

The eyes of the people around him were attracted by the aunt's loud voice. Tang He was anxious and powerless to explain, "No, I just want to get off the car now."

"What's not! I see you, hey..."

Seeing that Tang He was still staying next to the driver's seat, the person next to him began to echo the aunt's dissuasion, but Tang He saw that the driver's face was no longer right, and he put his hand on the steering wheel to cover his chest.

The car body shook suddenly, and the front wheel hit the curb and then turned in a sudden direction, then rushed toward the bridge fence.

Amid the chaotic screams, Tang He rushed forward quickly, pulled the driver away, grabbed the steering wheel, and stomped on the brake while rushing to pull the handbrake by the window.

With a "bang", the bus hit the fence and the cement board that hit was cracked, and it was suddenly stopped by Tang He's hands and feet.

The car body was shaking and letting go. Although the car screamed in a row, while everyone was not sure about the situation, they subconsciously grabbed the handrail beside them. Except for Tang He's waist hit by the steering wheel, everyone was almost injured. Even the unconscious driver stuck his head on Tang He's chest and didn't touch him at all.

The scream stopped, followed by a noise. The fat aunt who was closest to witnessed the entire accident, trembling with her mouth and trying to say something to Tang He, but she hummed for a long time without making any sound.

Tang He rubbed his waist, greeted several young men, and carried the unconscious driver out of the car.

It was drizzling outside the car, and there was no place to cover it. Looking at the wet watery floor, he spread his coat on the floor tiles and directed several people to lie down the driver.

A denim jacket was spread under his clothes. Tang He turned around and saw a girl wearing a blue and white baseball cap standing behind him. He didn't know if the mask was pulled off in a panic in the car. His little face was pale and he couldn't hide the panic on it. It was indeed the Yang Xuanyi I saw in the photo yesterday.

The next moment, several coats of various colors were spread on the ground. Everyone worked together to put the driver down, Tang He stepped forward and unbuttoned the tightly clasped coat for the driver.

A faint orchid fragrance floated between his nose. He looked up and saw Yang Xuanyi squatting opposite him, cooperating with him to lower the driver's arms.

In the last two years of his previous life, he went to learn first aid, which was handy at this time.

The hands were folded and pressed the driver's chest. After a moment of resuscitation, the driver let out a long sigh and regained consciousness.

The passengers watching came up cheering and shouting. Some of them understood a little and hurriedly persuaded everyone to leave a smooth space for the driver, which made the scene even more chaotic.
Chapter completed!