"Yao Jia, I am Zhao Yu. What's wrong? What happened?" As Zhao Yu was chasing after the Buick, he was naturally straightforward when he answered the phone.
Screech.
As the driver of the Buick in front of them realized that there was someone chasing him, not only did he accelerate faster, but he even started maneuvering the car to start taking many sharp turns.
Zhao Yu was shocked by this, but he quickly turned his steering wheel to follow the Buick closely. As the change of direction was too sudden, the right side of the car spun out of control and they hit a rubbish bin!
"Ah!" Xiao Qin landed heavily on the back seat and screamed in terror again.
"Mm?" Yao Jia heard a woman's scream from the other side of the phone, so she quickly asked with curiosity, "Police Officer Zhao, are you not in a convenient situation to talk?"
"Go ahead! Don't worry about it!" Zhao Yu held the steering wheel tightly and managed to straighten the car.