Chapter 122： City cage

Buick slowly opened the small square in front of the hotel, but Mo Bingwen immediately felt wrong.

Because the two people outside the door saw him getting into the car without any nervousness, nor did they drive to keep up.

It's not too late, but it's around nine o'clock in the evening, and there are a lot of vehicles on the road, but Mo Bingwen still clearly distinguishes that these cars didn't track himself.

This is obviously not right. Mo Bingwen was ready to be tracked, but in this city, those people can never be open to themselves. As soon as he arrived at Wudongnan Station, he bought the ticket and immediately got on the high-speed rail. Even if those people kept up with the high-speed rail, he was not very worried.

But what happened when no one followed?

Looking at the driver, Mo Bingwen's face was gloomy. He took out his mobile phone, opened the navigation app, and set the end point to Wudongnan Station.

Navigation quickly appeared. The car was driving in the direction of Wudongnan Station, but it was obviously not the best route.

"Master, this road seems a bit wrong!" Mo Bingwen said calmly.

The driver smiled slightly, glanced back at him, and continued to look straight ahead at the car. He said, "Old man, don't worry, the road is right, go faster here."

"Do you think I am a foreigner and take me around the road? If you do, I will complain to you!"

"Mr. Old, I didn't really make a detour. When you arrive at the South Station in a while, if you feel that I am making a detour, don't pay and just complain to me.

"No, you follow the route I said now, you turn left at the intersection."

The driver smiled and said, "Turn left and fix the road, you can't get through."

"It's my business if I can't get through. You just have to turn left at my request."

The driver shrugged his shoulders and said, "Well then, just drive as you please. Don't regret it then."

When the car came to the intersection, the driver turned left according to Mo Bingwen's request. Mo Bingwen frowned, thinking, was he wrong? Is this driver OK?

"Old gentleman, how do you go after that, you have to tell me in advance, I can drive as you ask?" The driver drove smoothly and said something back.

When the driver went forward two intersections, Mo Bingwen said, "Turn right here, and then go up the elevated road."

The driver really turned right according to his requirements, but after turning right, Mo Bingwen suddenly found that the road was really blocked and it was really being repaired.

"Sir, look, I said roads are being built here. How do I go now?"

Mo Bingwen thought for a while, and was unwilling to talk nonsense to the driver, and said directly: "You stop by the road, I'll get off here."

The driver said suddenly, "Are you not going to South Station?"

"You just have to park."

The driver stopped the car on the side of the road, then said, "Please bring your belongings, and if possible, give a five-star praise."

Mo Bingwen got out of the car and watched this Buick slowly turn around to leave, he was more and more confused whether there was any problem with this car.

Due to road construction, there was no car at all on this road, and Mo Bingwen had to take a step back and walk back, trying to stop at the intersection to stop a taxi and then go to South Station.

And on that Buick, after the driver turned around and drove away, he picked up the cell phone, dialed a number and said, "The old guy got off the car, I withdrew. The rest are here."

Mo Bingwen expected that the driver of this car did have problems. However, they did not want to start with Mo Bingwen. They just wanted to take him around the city. Anyway, as long as it serves the purpose of preventing him from leaving.

At this moment, Mo Bingwen has already reached the intersection. He saw the vehicles coming and going, and he said, I stop a taxi here. You ca n’t help me anymore, right?

Mo Bingwen would not know that Wu Dongcheng, for him tonight, has become a cage, no matter how he thrashes, he cannot leave.

All this was arranged by the plain boiled water. With his energy, if he wanted to leave Mo Bingwen at Wu Dong, he would never have a chance to leave.

The previous Buick was indeed the online car that he called. As Mo Bingwen expected, even if the water was so big, it would not be possible to control the car software.

However, on the Buick he called, the driver had already changed.

His mobile phone, without his knowledge, has been implanted in a Trojan, and he will be easily seen by boiling water regardless of any operation with the mobile phone.

As a result, the Buick was stopped before entering the hotel area. After a police officer showed his ID, he told the driver that they were following a wanted criminal and easily asked the driver to borrow the car in cooperation.

And at the intersection where Mo Bingwen is now, it is impossible for any taxi that is not controlled by plain water to pass by. Because the nearest intersections are controlled by people with plain water, as long as there is an empty car passing by, they will be stopped.

Mo Bingwen did not wait long before he saw an empty taxi. He hesitated a bit, instead of stopping it, he continued to wait for the second one.

He was careful enough and waited for three taxis in a row. Until the fourth, he reached out and stopped it. Then he told the driver that he was going to Wudongnan Station.

The taxi was quickly elevated, but shortly afterwards, the car went out and stopped slowly on the emergency parking belt on the elevated.

"what happened?"

"Damn it, there's a problem with the car. Sir, don't worry, I'll get out of the car and see." The driver complained as he got out of the car.

Although Mo Bingwen was a bit worried, but it was elevated, he couldn't get in the car and could only sit in the car and wait patiently.

Waited for five minutes ~ www.novelhall.com ~ The driver opened the front cover for a long time, and Mo Bingwen was impatient. He rolled down the window and asked, "What's the situation?"

"The engine has failed, I'm afraid I can't go. I have to call a trailer ..." Then, the driver took out his mobile phone.

Mo Bingwen realized that something was wrong. He pushed the door and got out of the car. He threw a hundred-dollar bill to the driver and said, "Please wait for the trailer slowly, I will walk by myself."

"Sir, whether it is forward or backward, the nearest exit is more than one kilometer, and the speed on the elevated road is too dangerous."

Mo Bingwen ignored him and just walked forward for more than ten minutes before he saw an exit.

After walking down the elevated road, Mo Bingwen stopped another taxi and went straight to Wudongnan Station.

At this time, it was already more than ten o'clock. Mo Bingwen was very tired. After all, he was seventy years old, but he could already see the neon lights at Wudongnan Station, and his heart settled a lot.

Get on the bus at this moment. Even if you can get to Modu, time may be too late, at least you can't stop Ou Miner and Ou Linger at the airport. However, they cannot be seamlessly connected, nor are they driven by the airline. As long as they have not boarded the plane, Mo Bingwen has the confidence to keep them.

However, what Mo Bingwen never expected was that the taxi had already reached the viaduct below the South Station, and it could soon go up, but suddenly felt a violent shock of the body. The driver stepped on the brake and stopped the car. On the curb.

Mo Bingwen turned his head, but saw a car behind him, sturdy rear-end.

The taxi driver scolded and opened the door, and scolded, "Will you drive?"

The driver behind also leaned out of the car very uneasily: "Who knows that you will suddenly slow down!"

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