As Mrs. Zheng spoke, I hadn't really taken these matters to heart, until her last sentence finished, and suddenly it struck me that something was off.
My mind went blank for a moment, while Mrs. Zheng was still earnestly advising me, "Though he's under investigation now, unlike Zhao Jihui, they haven't found any damning evidence yet. They can only make things difficult for him, not actually draw blood. You, still young, should just bear with it for now."
I took a deep breath, feeling my heart thump vigorously, and looking at Mrs. Zheng's profile, I spoke as if in a trance, "Shen Hetai wasn't actually in the car during the accident last night?"
To confirm again, Mrs. Zheng nodded to me, then asked in surprise if I didn't know. Shen Hetai's driver had died on the spot, and Shen Hetai was only supposed to have been shocked.
She also told me that the car accident was extremely horrific, and that Shen Hetai's sedan was smashed to pieces.